"It's up to you. Are you using this trick to scare children on me? Who do you think I am, Zhou Yang?" Zhou Yang sneered, not taking Zhao Ping seriously at all.
"Okay, okay, I hope you can maintain this attitude and talk to me for a while." Zhao Ping was furious. He twitched his hand and pulled the dagger out of the big man's thigh.
Pfft...this guy's thigh suddenly started bleeding profusely.
However, what surprised him was that the guy was still unconscious. He still glanced at Zhao Ping with an indifferent look, as if the knife did not stab his thigh.
"Are you convinced?" Chen Yu walked forward with a smile.
"Doesn't this guy feel pain?" Zhao Ping was a little frightened. He really didn't know if this guy was a human.
"As a gangster who has been internationally wanted for many years, it would be really strange if he is really afraid of a dagger in your hand." Chen Yu said with a smile: "Go out and talk to me."
"Okay." Zhao Ping had no choice but to nod and walk out.
Uncle Wu had been busy in the store. When he saw Zhao Ping coming out, he couldn't help but smile: "Why, are you frustrated?"
"Uncle Wu, do you think my strength is bad?" Zhao Ping said helplessly: "During training, I felt that my results were pretty good among the students of our class."
"Not bad. I have received so many people on overseas missions. Your level is considered to be among the top ones. How can you say you are bad?" Uncle Wu put down his work and said.
"Then why do I feel like I'm hitting a wall here? In the past, it was okay if I failed the mission, but this time even a small gangster refused to obey me." Zhao Ping said helplessly: "That guy, I have a knife.
I stabbed him in the thigh and he didn't say a word."
"It's not that you are weak, it's that the people you meet are too strong." Uncle Wu shook his head slightly, stood up and said, "Don't think too much, you have to know that there is a butterfly effect in this world."
"Butterfly effect?" Zhao Ping looked at Uncle Wu with some confusion. He didn't quite understand what Uncle Wu meant by this.
"Mr. Chen is a strong man, right?" Uncle Wu said.
"Yes, he is a well-deserved strong man." Zhao Ping nodded. There is nothing to say about this. Chen Yu is indeed a strong man, whether in terms of strength or other aspects.
"When you are around a strong person, the people or things you meet have changed." Uncle Wu said, "So in comparison, you feel that your strength is not enough."
"So that's it, Uncle Wu, aren't you trying to comfort me?" Zhao Ping asked with some confusion.
"Comfort you? Do you think I have time to comfort you?" Uncle Wu glanced at him and said: "There are so many things to be busy with in the morning, you say I comfort you?"
"Okay." Zhao Ping smiled bitterly, and he had to swallow his breath forcibly regarding this matter.
A moment later, a hysterical scream came from the room.
Zhao Ping sat up suddenly and wanted to rush in, but after thinking about it, he stopped again. With Chen Yu inside, what was he worried about?
It's just that he was curious about what methods Chen Yu used to deal with Zhou Yang. After all, he was an international thief with more than a dozen lives under his control.
And just now he stabbed this guy in the thigh with a dagger, and this guy didn't even grunt. What method did Chen Yu use to make this international thief scream so strongly?
He was not kept waiting for too long. After a while, Chen Yu came out, and the few people inside had already made no sound. Judging from their appearance, they were probably dead.
"Mr. Chen, you...you killed some of them?" Zhao Ping looked at Chen Yu with some depression.
"They cooperated and said everything they needed to say, so why should I keep them?" Chen Yu said lightly.
"How did you get them to talk? You know, I tried all my tricks just now, but I couldn't get them to talk." Zhao Ping said a little depressed.
"Young man." Chen Yu stopped, looked at Zhao Ping and said with a smile: "Teach you a trick. Sometimes to make a person suffer, you don't have to torture him physically. Sometimes you use mental suppression, maybe
The effect will be better.”
"Okay, I've asked what I want to ask. Now I'm going to talk to Huang Hong and his son. You can deal with these people." After Chen Yu finished speaking, he left here, leaving only
Zhao Ping looked confused.
He looked at the few people in the room and saw only a few arrogant gangsters. Now they were all bosses with their eyes wide open. Even in death, their faces maintained a look of horror, as if they had seen something extremely terrible in life.
Horrible things in general.
Zhao Ping shook his head helplessly. He walked indoors and began to dispose of the bodies of these people.
In a villa, Huang Hong and his son were chatting face to face.
Huang Hong seemed a little restless. He sometimes sat down, sometimes walked around the room, and looked at the watch in his hand from time to time, as if he was waiting for some news.
"What time is it already? Why is there no news yet? Is there something wrong?" Huang Hong couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up suddenly and asked.
"How many times have I told you that if you want to achieve great things, you must have the magnanimity of someone who achieves great things." Huang Jinguo glanced at him and took a slow sip of the tea in his hand: "How can you be so restless like you?
What was accomplished?"
"Father, I know everything you said, but a long time has passed and we still haven't gotten any news. This seems a bit abnormal."
"Is there anything abnormal?" Huang Jinguo said leisurely: "Originally, Chen Yu is a hard nut to crack. Don't worry, Immortal Master Chixiao has made complete preparations. This time, Chen Yu will never come back.
.”
"What about Zhou Yang? He hasn't given any news back yet. It's been such a long time. Just kidding a little girl. Isn't it a difficult thing for them?" Huang Hong said anxiously.
You must know that he can find Zhou Yang, but international gangsters are very familiar with things like murder and kidnapping. However, no news has been reported back until now, which makes him feel a little panicked.
"Maybe there was an unexpected delay. Just sit down and wait for the news." Huang Jinguo looked very calm. This old fox had done such things not once or twice, so he was more experienced than his own son.
Huang Hong sat down dejectedly, but he was still a little worried. He thought for a moment: "How about I send someone to ask if there is any problem along the way?"
"What do you have to ask?" Huang Jinguo glanced at him and said, "If they are in action now and you call them hastily, it will only cause their action to fail."