The storm is surging, and the whole Beijiang is completely boiling. On this day, people in this city feel the smell of blood. On this day, almost all entertainment venues are closed. On this day, those who like to go to bars, KTV, business clubs and other places to relieve their loneliness
People can only stay at home obediently, watching boring TV and playing boring games.
In the middle of the night, when the sun set in the west and the quiet Beijiang River reflected a bright red, the war stopped.
On this day, the ambulance went back and forth countless times, and many hospitals were smiling from ear to ear. Although they successfully blocked the Qing Gang's offensive, Huaxing Society and Lang Society suffered equally heavy losses.
Two tigers fight each other, both lose!
"Zhou Yang, what do you mean?" Ma Ronger was sitting in the back of Liuguang Commercial Club. The strange thing was that the handcuffs on her hands had been taken off.
Zhou Yang was lying on the sofa, holding his head in his hands, smiling slightly: "You will know later, don't be impatient."
"Don't you doubt me? Don't you think I have contact with the Youth Gang? Didn't you ask Wang Shanshan to arrest me?" Ma Ronger became more and more angry as she thought about it. She asked a barrage of questions, and her eyes turned red without even asking a question.
One minute, at the end, there was a faint flash of tears.
Who would have known that that majestic woman in the caravan could have such a weak side.
"Haha, don't worry! You will know the answer soon. I will explain it to you then. Let's listen to the song here now." Zhou Yang took out the remote control and tuned a song of "Serving the Country with Loyalty" that made people's blood boil.
"How long has it been, and you still have the heart to do this? Aren't you ready to clean up the mess just after today's battle?" Ma Ronger sniffed, trying hard to keep the tears that had been lingering for a long time away from her tear ducts, and glared at Zhou Yang
One glance.
"Haha, Wang Shanshan and the others can handle those matters. It's not time for me to step forward yet." Zhou Yang replied lightly without taking his eyes off the screen.
"Wolf smoke rises over the mountains and rivers, look north. Dragons curl up, horses neigh, swords are like frost, my heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. Who can resist in twenty years? I hate the people who are mad at the sword. How many loyal souls of brothers and sisters are buried in another country?"
I will die a hundred times to repay my family and my country. I can’t bear to sigh but I am speechless and my eyes are full of blood and tears..." Zhou Yang sang loudly with great momentum!
Ma Ronger sat quietly, looking at Zhou Yang's side face, whose outline was clear and flickering in the darkness. When singing this song, Zhou Yang looked extremely confident and heroic, and Ma Ronger suddenly
I feel that Zhou Yang at this time has a special charm.
This is really a man who makes people love and hate him at the same time. Ma Ronger sighed in her heart.
boom!
"Here we come!" Zhou Yang stopped speaking, kept his posture unchanged, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ma Ronger turned her head and looked at the door of the private room.
The white-faced scholar was followed into the house by five people armed with heavy machine guns. After entering the house, the first thing he saw was Zhou Yang, with an unscrupulous look of jealousy in his eyes. Then he saw Ma beside him.
Ronger, realizing that Ma Ronger was just like a normal person, her eyes shrank slightly.
"Haha, I have long suspected that it was your problem. I didn't expect that it was really you. However, I don't quite understand why you want to cooperate with the Qinggang."
Even though there were five machine guns pointing at him, which could put an ordinary person out of range in an instant, he still looked calm and calm, lying there with his eyes half-closed.
"The dead don't deserve to know, shoot!"
boom!
boom!
boom!
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The sound of heads hitting the ground was heard. At that moment, the five people following the white-faced scholar all had blood holes in their heads. A black shadow came out from behind the white-faced scholar and closed the door silently.
The white-faced scholar was sweating all over his body. If the other party wanted to kill him just now, then he would have no power to fight back.
"Very good, five machine guns can indeed kill me, but do you think they have a chance to fire one shot?" Zhou Yang remained in the same position from beginning to end.
"Haha, don't talk about so many useless things. Why didn't you kill me just now?" The white-faced scholar sneered.
"I still have some things I need to know, so I won't kill you yet."
"Do you think I will tell you?"
Zhou Yang smiled, his face smiling like a flower. The flowers bloomed as ever, which actually gave the white-faced scholar an illusion. The Zhou Yang in front of him was like a twenty-year-old college student with a kind heart.
This flower didn't last long. Maybe this is a common rule of beautiful things. It couldn't last too long. The flower died. The veins on Zhou Yang's face began to slowly spread out. After a while, the whole face was extremely ferocious, and the masseter muscles were stretched.
Lao Gao.
He said word for word: "Even if you don't tell me, I won't kill you! Death is the greatest gift to you. There is nothing more cruel than death in this world, haha!"
At the end of the sentence, the red light in his eyes flashed away, and a violent aura suddenly filled his mind. The violent aura was condensed and not dissipated. After a while, a small red bead appeared in Zhou Yang's brain.
.
"Forty-three lives! Hahahahaha, do you know? I still remember how those forty-three brothers died. In my eyes, you don't even deserve the life of one of my brothers. It's because of you, forty-three
Many brothers died!"
The room was filled with blood red. This blood redness emanated from Zhou Yang's body, but he himself was not aware of it.
At the end of the sentence, Zhou Yang started to roar. He stood up and walked quietly towards the white-faced scholar.
Pressure, pressure, the white-faced scholar felt a rush of pressure, making him almost fall to the ground. He wanted to raise his hand to fight back, but found that there was no strength at all in his body.
"Don't waste your efforts, the space around you has been locked by me!"
Zhou Yang walked slowly toward the white-faced scholar, but in the eyes of the white-faced scholar, Zhou Yang had transformed into a Satanic demon.
"Tell me, why did you join forces with the Qing Gang? As far as I know, you are not the Qing Gang's agent in the Ma Gang. What made you rebel?"
"If you want to kill or scrape me, it's up to you. I won't tell you!"
Kara!
One of the white-faced scholar's fingers flew out, and blood spread, flowing down his pants.
"Did you know? I can keep you in one position while torturing you. The human body will suffer temporary nerve numbness due to the injury, and my space locking can keep your nerves in the same state.
Hahaha!"
"Do you know what Ling Chi feels like? But it is said that people with Ling Chi will almost feel numb all over in the end, but with my help, you won't."
Zhou Yang smiled cruelly, touched the white-faced scholar's chin, and with a gentle stroke of his hands, his chin was cut off directly.
Ma Ronger had already covered her eyes, she couldn't bear to look at such a cruel side.
When things got to this point, she already understood the whole story. Everything was a plot of Zhou Yangbu to assassinate Yao Niang and let Wang Shanshan lead her here. All of this was under the control of this man.
.
The white-faced scholar was a little scared, but Zhou Yang didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Are you wondering why I would suspect you and the person who has been advising us?"
"You are very smart. I have to admit that your deployment and arrangements are indeed perfect. It is so perfect that I am amazed. It is so perfect that I can't help but admire it."
"Haha, but with such a perfect layout, why hasn't the Qing Gang been fooled once? Are the people in the Qing Gang so smart? But judging from today's reflections, they don't seem to be that smart."
Having said this, Zhou Yang stepped on the white-faced scholar's foot.
Click! That was the sound of broken bones, and flesh and blood flowed out of the shoes, staining the place where the white-faced scholar stood red.
The white-faced scholar's whole face was twisted into a ball, and he was sweating. Only by being there can you know how strong this feeling is. The strong pain even made his chest hurt slightly, and his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.
"You are so smart, but your cleverness is mistaken for your cleverness. No matter what situation you set up, nothing goes wrong. Everything you do turns out to be so perfect. It's so perfect that it's heartbreaking."
The white-faced scholar found that he could speak again. He regretted it very much now. If he had known that he would have shot Zhou Yang with a dart when he first entered the door. Although he is also a master of the Xuan Realm, he is not even the slightest bit different from Zhou Yang in terms of actual combat.
, his special skill is darts in the dark.
Now faced with the solidification of space, this kind of superpower that even the masters of the heavenly realm can't do anything about is far beyond what he can resist.
"Are you wondering why I still doubt you based on this?"
"Haha, if this is really the case, even if you are suspected, I will not forcefully find you. I will not blame you wrongly without the final assurance, white-faced scholar!"
"It is said that there are three masters in the Qinggang, and they are all dead now. Are you surprised, why?"
"Haha, it's okay to tell you. Killing Yao Niang is just a cover. They can set up a trap to frame me? Why can't I frame them?"
"I would also like to thank you very much. Thank you for helping me convey this information to Yao Niang."
"Okay, now do you want to know why I am sure that it is you? In fact, all my original team members know the news that I will return halfway, but you and Ma Ronger did not tell it. Haha, it is as expected.
, the Qing Gang was fooled, what does it prove to be fooled? It proves that my people are fine, the problem is with you two."
"Then when you and Ma Ronger were indecisive, I deliberately caught Ma Ronger. I think you knew the news immediately."
"Haha, that's because I deliberately disclosed this news to the Qing Gang. Except for a few people in Huaxing Society, no one knew about it. But you learned about it at the first time. How did you know? Could it be that you coerced and lured me into joining the Qing Gang?
Did you trick them over there? Haha, it was you who made the call to the caravan leader, right? You wanted to use the caravan to contain me, Huaxingshe!"
Click! The white-faced scholar's arm was broken. Zhou Yang started to squeeze his arm inch by inch. Every time he pinched it, the sound of broken bones could be heard.
The red blood beads in Zhou Yang's mind kept getting bigger, and a horrible smell of blood often appeared in the whole room. This smell of blood was like a broken blood bank in a certain hospital.
"Okay, now you can tell me why you cooperated with the Youth Gang." Zhou Yang stopped torturing the white-faced scholar and looked at the white-faced scholar with a face full of pain.
The white-faced scholar was really scared. Zhou Yang's methods of dealing with him were violent and direct. He was now full of fear of Zhou Yang and wished he could die instantly. This kind of survival and death without pain made him almost mentally collapse.
"I said, I will say anything, as long as you promise me, after I say it, let me die!" The white-faced scholar's face was filled with snot and tears. After he resumed his actions, he lost his calm posture at all, just like a bird.
Like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy.
Zhou Yang didn’t speak!
"Because Ma Ronger, Ma Ronger, I saw that Ma Ronger was interested in you. I was jealous of you and hated you. I have liked her for so many years and been with her for so long. Why would she say goodbye to you?"
I hate having feelings, I hate them!"
After the white-faced scholar finished speaking, he glanced at Ma Ronger in the corner with fascination. At this time, his spirit was about to collapse, his tenacious willpower had long gone, and the military image of guiding the country had completely disappeared.
His current mentality is like an ordinary person, even worse than an ordinary person. This
Ma Ronger, who was in the corner, sighed, raised her hand and pointed, a red light flashed, and the white-faced scholar finished his sentence.
The white-faced book is dead, the mole hidden in Xinhua News Agency has finally been found, and the showdown with the Qinggang is about to come to an end. Zhou Yang is not stupid. He can naturally feel what Ma Ronger means to him. Neither is he.
What a calm gentleman, the reason why he did not take any action during this period of time is because he had no time to be distracted during this period.
Alas, he never thought that the other party was because of this incident!
The white-faced scholar can be considered a generational talent!
After the thoughts in his mind escaped, Zhou Yang let out a long sigh of relief. Just when he was about to close his eyes and rest, a sudden change occurred. The blood-red beads in his mind suddenly shattered, and instantly a murderous intention filled his body.
mind.
"Zhou Yang, what's wrong with you?" Ma Ronger's voice was a little low, and the death of the white-faced scholar made her extremely uncomfortable.
Zhou Yang responded to Ma Ronger and immediately rushed towards Ma Ronger. In an instant, Ma Ronger's clothes were torn to pieces by Zhou Yang.