Shao Risheng kept moaning as his feet were stepped on, his expression was like that of a pig being put on the table to be slaughtered.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Luo Yajun raised his hand and fired without even looking. The bullet hit the ground with a scorching wave of air close to Shao Risheng's face, leaving a shallow bullet hole on the ground, and also in his face.
There was a streak of blood on his face.
Shao Risheng immediately stopped wailing in pain, but his body twitched slightly due to the severe pain, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Luo Yajun took another puff of cigarette slowly before speaking.
"You see, I'm not an unreasonable person." He said, "I just came to ask a few simple questions. I personally do not advocate violence. In contrast, I am more willing to adopt peaceful methods.
....."
At this time, Chu Cheng noticed that the door of the bar behind Luo Yajun slowly opened, and a man in a black vest staggered out with blood on his head.
The man was holding an ominous object in his hand. It was square and angular. It was suitable for both close and distant attacks. A side strike would double the damage. A diagonal headshot would deliver a fatal blow on the spot. It was the first of the top ten ancient artifacts.
, known as Bazhuan in Jianghu.
Seeing that the man was holding the artifact and seemed to be planning a sneak attack, Chu Cheng was about to alert his teammates when he saw Luo Yajun fired a shot behind him without even looking back, and the shot shattered strangely without even looking.
Hit the man's knee.
Although the black vest held an ancient artifact in his hand, he was in trouble. The man's knee was shattered by a gunshot, and a brilliant flower of blood exploded. He fell to the ground with a scream, and unconsciously threw the brick in his hand.
, hit him in the head with a bang, knocking him out directly.
Chu Cheng was also a little surprised when he saw it.
You can hit the target without even looking back. Isn’t this cheating?
If it had been him with the black vest, he might have lived in Bengbu.
Turn it off, it's boring.
And let alone these gangsters, even Chu Cheng was a little surprised that Brother Luo was so ruthless and didn't say much.
People at the Public Security Bureau had to think twice about shooting, and they had to write a long and smelly report. But Luo Yajun ransacked his house and started a gunfight in broad daylight.
.
Shao Risheng, who was trampled under his feet with the sound of a gunshot, also trembled all over. He has now fully realized that this person is not a good person, and the peace officer they usually deal with is not on the same level.
Seeing Luo Yajun finish firing, the muzzle of the gun turned toward him again, Shao Risheng trembled all over and said hurriedly: "Wait, I said it! I said it!
It's a 'snakehead'! Our boss recently interfered with his business, and he was unhappy so he wanted revenge. The people you are checking who died recently were our brothers, and we suffered their revenge...
"
"Who is the snakehead?" Luo Yajun asked.
"We have another local boss, his business scope is usually the trading of illegal drugs..."
Without saying a word, Luo Yajun put the muzzle of the gun against the man's waist and abdomen, and shot him with a bang.
The screams echoed throughout the street, the sound heartbreaking.
"Wrong answer, think again." Luo Yajun said lazily and blew out a smoke ring again.
Shao Risheng didn't know how he saw through his lies, nor did he know how much information the man in front of him had. His face was covered with snot and tears, and he screamed and cried: "Please, I
If you tell me, the boss will grind you to pieces. I still have my family..."
Luo Yajun didn't say anything, and fired another shot. The bullet tore the flesh, and bone residue spattered out along with the gushing blood.
There was another scream that would make even the devil tremble.
"If you really don't want to cooperate, I want to wait until your boss comes to find you. I'm afraid the only thing he can crush to pieces is your grave." Luo Yajun shrugged.
"You madman! Devil!" Shao Risheng screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Maybe, but he's also a lunatic with a gun." Luo Yajun said slowly, "Now, the answer."
Shao Risheng no longer dared to neglect, so he could only grit his teeth and bear the pain and confess: "Okay, those dead people, those murder cases... are not ordinary gang affairs.
It's us...we...we've seen a ghost."
"That's a good start." Luo Yajun nodded, "Continue."
"...Well, it was just an ordinary business." Shao Risheng endured the severe pain and said, "It was just an ordinary sale of contraband.
We arrived at the place agreed upon with the seller, paid the money and delivered the goods. It was a normal transaction. But something went wrong along the way, and someone saw us during the transaction."
The street where this bar is located is already quite deserted, and the noise that was just made scares away the few passers-by. You can hear needles dropping on the street now, so Chu Cheng can basically hear it from the car.
Clear their conversation.
When Chu Cheng heard this, he was thinking, so in the next plot, did you catch the peeper? You said that the elder brother died with one shot, and then the elder brother said no, I want to test the medicine...
"We didn't care who the guy was at the time. He looked like a homeless man. He was so dirty that I can't even remember what he looked like. He probably just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."
Shao Risheng said reluctantly.
"He begged us to let him go, but he knew with his own feet that it was impossible.
The eldest brother who was leading the team ran over him with a car, and later he couldn't even be seen as a human being. Then we poured him into a cement pile, which was a normal thing.
Everyone who works on the street knows that if you commit a crime, you have to pay the price, but no one knows how many human bones are hidden in cement piles in the bustling city."
These words made Chu Cheng feel a little uncomfortable. He felt that these words should be somewhat exaggerated. But at the beginning, when he saw Luo Yajun going up, it was a wave of Ubisoft-style infiltration and cremation-style interrogation. He felt a little short of it.
Sure, now he feels that these people deserve what they deserve.
"The people responsible for pouring this time are Chris and Aqiang from our team. They have done this kind of work a lot and are more experienced. They know how to do it most efficiently and how to build piles with higher hardness so that they will not be damaged when driving.
It will break, and the issue of long-term storage must be taken into consideration so that it cannot crack after being poured out.
They finished the work quickly, and we even went for a late-night snack together that night."
Shao Risheng paused when he said this, with a look of horror on his face.
"But this time is different." He said, "The next day, without any warning at all, Aqiang was killed by Chris. No, saying so is an understatement..."
His face was twisted with pain and fear, and his voice became thicker.
"When we arrived, Aqiang had turned into... rotten flesh. Chris was kneeling next to him, mumbling something vaguely, and kept stabbing and scratching him with a knife.
Draw.
He didn't stop until we arrived. Then he stood up and turned to look at us, with blood on his mouth and face. I will never forget that look.
What’s even weirder is...MD actually smiled and spoke to us. He said..."
Shao Risheng swallowed the saliva mixed with blood, and his face turned extremely pale, not sure whether it was due to blood loss or fear.