Wei Jiamu shook the two people beside him, and his originally nervous face immediately smiled and looked at Su Yu and said, "Brother, it's better to come early than to come by. As long as you promise not to meddle in other people's business, you can enjoy this woman today."

"Oh, there is such a good thing, but I didn't bring any money, so it shouldn't matter."

The girl who fell to the ground, after hearing this, the hope in her eyes instantly turned to death.

At this time, two men in Burmese shops took the initiative to come forward, with a smile on their faces, and said in a bad Chinese language: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is a saying in your Chinese that all visitors are guests."

As they spoke, they approached Su Yu, one on the left and one on the right, and hid in the darkness with a hidden ferocity in their eyes.

"Although I didn't bring any money, I feel a little disgusted seeing you being so polite. Let's do this as a gift, and I'll give you some gifts too!"

The two men in Burmese shop looked stunned, thinking that the other party really wanted to give them some treasures. The moment they looked up, they saw a white light flash.

The flying knife slashed through a man's neck in Burma shop, and the sharp blade cut open his throat. The throat made a harsh sound of wind blowing reeds, and blood kept splattering on the rusty carriage.

The man widened his eyes and covered his neck, and fell to the ground with reluctance. In his stiff hands, he was holding a sharp dagger.

"Do you like this gift when you send it to hell?"

Su Yu's words were plain, and the smile that was originally hanging on his face was completely replaced by indifference.

Seeing that his companion was killed, there was no need for the man in the Myanmar store to hide. He took out a dagger from behind and shouted at the Myanmar store to pounce on Su Yu in a fierce tone.

Su Yu sneered on the corner of his mouth and kicked the other person's calf quickly. The man in the Burmese shop lost his balance and leaned forward.

At this time, Su Yu waved his arm lightly, and the flying knife wiped the throat of the man in Burma shop.

When the man in Burmese hit the ground, blood couldn't wait to rush out of his neck, and his body twitched unroutedly with the blood gushing out of his body.

Two people were killed in a blink of an eye, and the carriage was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Wei Jiamu was scared to death when he saw this scene, and he had no intention of playing with women. He turned his head and ran into the carriage.

But before he could run far, two rumbling sounds came from behind, and then his knees hurt and he slammed heavily on the iron floor.

Two flying knives pierced through his knees, feeling the pain that had penetrated into his bones, Wei Jiamu lay on the ground and started to wail.

What made him even more desperate was that the handsome man walked slowly towards him with a smile on his face. The smile made him feel gloomy and frightened.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I can give you whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me!" Wei Jiamu beg for mercy.

Su Yu squatted down, slapped Wei Jiamu's cheek with a flying knife, and said with a smile: "Why are you all so cowardly, who call yourself a master? Is this kind of small scene scared?"

Wei Jiamu quickly beg for mercy and agreed: "Yes, I'm a coward, I'm a beast, I'm not as good as a pig or a dog. For my incompetence, let me go."

Even if he was incompetent, he could be so righteous. Su Yu looked disgusted and swung his flying knife quickly, cutting off the other party's ears.

"ah!!!"

Wei Jiamu wailed miserably, covered his ears and rolled on the ground.

Even the girl who was watching from afar, her body instinctively trembled after seeing this scene.

Su Yu had no means of sympathy for such a scumbag. He grabbed Wei Jiamu's hair and picked him up, saying indifferently:

"I only ask once. If you dare to hesitate or not, I will peel a piece of meat from you!"

Before Wei Jiamu could recover from the pain, Su Yu began to ask questions.

"Are Chen Zhonghua locked in a casino by you now?"

Hearing this sentence, Wei Jiamu was stunned for a moment, and Su Yu's flying knife pierced into his thigh and cut off a piece of meat.

"ah!!!"

Wei Jiamu screamed and his body shook violently.

"I have warned you, don't hesitate to answer my questions!"

"I said I said..."

"Chen Zhonghua...is indeed... locked up in the casino..."

Because of the pain, Wei Jiamu's lips trembled and his words were not smooth.

"Tell me where Chen Zhonghua was locked in the casino?"

After consuming Su Yu's methods, Wei Jiamu did not dare to hesitate and quickly spoke: "I don't know..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yu's flying knife inserted into his ribs again, cutting off a rib and flesh.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Wei Jiamu's wailed even more intensely this time, like a beast slaughtered, gasping heavily, his ears and teeth clenched his tongue, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

"If you choose to be stubborn, I don't mind cutting off the remaining 23 ribs one by one!"

Wei Jiamu endured the pain and said, "I really don't know where Chen Zhonghua was locked in the casino..."

"You brought Chen Zhonghua from Huaxia to the Myanmar store and locked up in the casino. Now you tell me that you don't know where he is locked up. Do you think I will believe it?"

"If you don't say it, it's useless to keep your tongue!"

Su Yu put the flying knife into Wei Jiamu's mouth in a cold voice.

Feeling the coldness of the flying knife, Wei Jiamu experienced the threat of death and said vaguely: "Brother, I really don't know... After Chen Zhonghua was taken to the casino, I don't know what happened next. I'm not responsible for this matter..."

Looking at Wei Jiamu who was about to be scared to pee his pants and was full of fear, there was obviously no sign of lying.

Su Yu asked: "Who is responsible for the detention of Chen Zhonghua?"

"From the beginning to the end, Pan Yangbo and Luo Hongfu were responsible for this matter. They also proposed to bring the person back to the Myanmar store, and they had nothing to do with me..."

Su Yu had read the information about this criminal gang, Pan Yangbo and Luo Hongfu ranked first and second among the four.

"Didn't they tell you where Chen Zhonghua was locked up?"

"No, Pan Yangbo and Luo Hongfu are from Myanmar. The four of us seem to have a good relationship on the surface, but in fact, they don't trust me and Zhou Wenguang in private..."

I originally thought that I could find out the detained position of Chen Zhonghua through Wei Jiamu tonight and rescue him easily.

Now this situation is like working all night in vain, with no useful clues.

Because of the pain and the loss of blood, Wei Jiamu's lips turned pale and he said tremblingly: "Brother, I have said everything I should say, just let me go..."

"As long as you don't kill me, I promise that I will never tell you what happened tonight. Otherwise, you can hand me over to the Special Security Bureau, even the Myanmar government..."

Hearing Wei Jiamu's words, Su Yu smiled and said, "What you said is indeed a good idea."

When Wei Jiamu heard this, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the smile on the other person's face instantly turning into a murderous intent.

Before he could react, the flying knife originally placed in his mouth burst out with force and directly penetrated the back of his head.

Then he let go of his palm, which was pulling his hair, and Wei Jiamu's body collapsed and slammed on the ground.

Su Yu looked at Wei Jiamu who was dead on the ground and said coldly: "You are teaching me how to do things!"
Chapter completed!