"First of all, who is Lord Kun? Was Zhou Tianhao really killed by him?"
Jiang Ye asked.
"Master Kun's name is Zhang Kun, Brother Hao is indeed, he was killed by him."
Brother Feng replied.
Zhang Kun?
Jiang Ye frowned.
He had some impression of the name.
If I remember correctly, Zhang Kun should be a relatively trusted subordinate of Zhou Tianhao.
Even if Zhang Kun betrays the enemy and kills Zhou Tianhao to express his determination, given his status, it is far from his turn to be the new boss of the Black Alliance.
There's something fishy here!
I asked this question, but Brother Feng’s answer was: “I don’t know.”
Jiang Ye had no choice but to ask others: "Where are my other men? Where are Zuihu, Big Dog and Ergou who are recuperating in Jinghai Hospital?"
Brother Feng's answer is still: "I don't know."
After asking several questions in a row, Jiang Ye got a little annoyed when the other person's answers were all "I don't know."
But he also understands that this situation is not abnormal. The information that these little minions know is always very limited.
"I'm going to ask you another question. You'd better not give me an unknown answer, otherwise..."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely try my best to answer!"
"Zhang Kun, where are you?"
In the world of martial arts, betraying the boss is a very taboo, and you will usually be hunted down.
But Brother Feng estimated that with Jiang Ye's style and what Zhang Kun had done to his family, he probably wouldn't survive.
It happened that he had gone to give Zhang Kun a woman last night and knew Zhang Kun's whereabouts, so he told her immediately without hesitation.
Jiang Ye nodded, turned around and left, leaving behind his last words.
"Everyone cuts off one of his hands."
Hearing these words left by Jiang Ye, Brother Feng was stunned, with a look of pain on his face.
But his struggles soon bore fruit.
He picked up the knife from the ground, yelled "Ah" and chopped it hard on his wrist.
Several of the men around him trembled.
"Feng, Brother Feng, is this necessary? He has already left, he won't..."
"He'll know."
Brother Feng's face was twisted in pain, and he interrupted.
"If you don't want to end up like Big Bear, you'd better do it. Don't try to play any tricks under that person's nose."
In fact, Brother Feng also knew that even if he didn't chop off his hands, Jiang Ye might not be able to know.
But as long as there is a one in ten thousand chance that Jiang Ye meets him again and finds that he has not followed his instructions, it will not be a matter of a hand, but a matter of life.
The impression Jiang Ye's actions left on his mind was so terrifying!
When several of his subordinates heard what he said, they all made up their minds to destroy one of their hands.
After Jiang Ye left, he went straight to the Paradise Hotel.
In a luxurious suite on the highest floor, Zhang Kun was lying on a comfortable and soft bed with a pleasant smile on his face.
His two hands each held a model with a superb figure and exquisite appearance, and there were two more lying beside his legs.
Not only are these four women first-class in appearance and figure, they are also very good at playing in bed, and Zhang Kun had a great time playing with them.
The curtains were all drawn, not a trace of light could come in, and Zhang Kun fell into a deep sleep.
But he suddenly had a strange feeling.
He opened his eyes and patted the butt of a woman next to him.
"Go and open the curtains."
The woman got up reluctantly and opened all the curtains. Suddenly, she screamed and fell to the ground in fright.
She saw a person sitting on the sofa opposite the bed. When did this person come? What was he doing here?
Zhang Kun also saw this person.
He sat up straight and his eyes widened.
"Jiang Jiang……"
His voice trembled with fear.
"Hello, traitor."
Jiang Ye looked at Zhang Kun coldly, like the gaze of the god of death.