"The thief Huang Wuchang, your death has come!" Yang Mu's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, "After arriving at the Tomb of Eternal Life, all your cultivation will be mine!"
While Yangmu continued to receive memories of my past, I on the other end was also receiving a steady stream of messages from Yangmu.
"Unexpectedly, this Yang Mu has never really liked Yoona. He has always used her as a springboard for promotion in the police force and constantly obtained a lot of information from her! It's a shame that Yoona has cared about him for so long, Yang
What a scumbag!"
It turns out that Yoona and Yang Mu met at the police academy. Because of their excellent grades, they were selected by the undercover department to enter the undercover training center. As they got along day and night, Yoona, who had many followers, was gradually attracted by Yang Mu's talent and ambition.
, and at this time, Yangmu also began to change under various auras.
"Let me take part in this operation." Faced with a special operation that had already sacrificed two undercover elites, Yang Mu actually volunteered. His brave move suddenly brought him a lot of prestige, and
The city's top police officials, headed by Officer He, also spoke highly of Yang Mu.
Seeing this, I shook my head gently: "You are obviously the elite among the elites in the police force. As long as you keep on the right path, isn't it just a matter of time before you are promoted? But you have been dazzled by ambition and desire.
, is it so easy to reach the sky in one step?”
As soon as the scene changed, the memories of Yang Mu, who was an undercover agent, flooded into me like a tide.
"Say it or not!?" Yang Mu grabbed the tattooed man's throat with his left hand and punched him in the abdomen with his right hand!
"What did you say!?" The man covered his swollen eyes and cried with blood from his nose and mouth: "Brother, if you want me to tell you, you have to give me questions first!"
"You are still pretending to be crazy, is your name Andy!?" Seeing that Andy was still pretending to be confused, Yang Mu punched him again when he disagreed: "Where is the dead body hiding!?"
"Ouch, it hurts me so much!" Andy coughed a few times and tried to break free from Yang Mu's control, but Yang Mu was so skilled that he couldn't get rid of it so easily. Andy's struggle was not only ineffective.
, but received a more violent beating from the poplar tree.
I looked at it and shook my head: "This poplar tree doesn't care about the severity of the attack. If you continue to attack, Andy will die!"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Mu suddenly twisted his hands on Andy's head!
"Crack!"
While I was shocked, Andy's neck had also been twisted by the poplar wood, and he collapsed on the ground!
"Oh my God! This Yang Mu...killed people!" I took a breath: "Why is he so ruthless in his methods? He kills people without mercy!!"
"Trash!" He saw Yang Mu kicking Andy hard in the chest before he managed to relieve his anger. He lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and stamped out the cigarette.
"It's your turn!" Yang Mu slowly exhaled the smoke, sneered and then pulled up Curly, whose hands and feet were tied next to him.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo for of of of trouble for someone else to say.
"What, what do you want to say? Is it about the dead body?" Yang Mu grabbed the curly hair on Curly's head with one hand and pushed him to the wall, right next to the dead Andy.
"Woo!" The curly hair tried his best to move away from Andy, because Andy's death was really tragic, and he didn't want to be the second Andy!!
Yang Mu sneered, and after taking away the cloth from Curly's mouth, Curly immediately screamed: "Brother, I say, I say anything, I say!"
"Shh~!" Yang Mu put his index finger between his lips, slowly shook his head and comforted: "Don't make any noise, be good. We are all gentle people. It would be bad if you speak softly, it will affect others, yes.
No?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Curly Hair saw Yang Mu smiling so hard that he dared to say no. He could only nod his head repeatedly, hoping to receive less beatings.
"What a perverted guy!" I couldn't help the anger in my heart and cursed in the ice and snow, but except for the sound of the wind, I couldn't hear any response.
Yang Mu wiped the blood on his gloves and slowly squeezed out two words: "Say it."
"Although I don't know what you really want to ask, I will tell you everything I know one by one. As long as you don't kill me, I will tell you everything!" Curly Mao started to cry as he spoke.
: "I have a grandmother and a daughter. Brother, you must not kill me, otherwise our family will not be able to survive!"
"Okay, you say it." Yang Mu was so refreshing that I didn't expect, still wiping the blood slowly.
"The last person we dealt with was 20 kilometers south of Dahua Mountain. There was a hillside there, and we buried him there."
"Oh!?" Yang Mu frowned: "How did he die?"
"I don't know, I really don't know. That man died miserably. All the blood in his body seemed to have been drained. His body was covered with knife wounds and his flesh was turned out." Curly Hair kept shaking his head: "We
I'm just responsible for disposing of the corpses, I really don't know anything else."
Yang Mu snorted coldly: "Okay, next one."
"Yes, yes!" Curly Hair said again: "Andy got those control weapons, saying they were for those people to do business with."
"Hmm!?" Yang Mu whispered: "Have you seen those people?"
"I've seen it, I've seen it. He is a strong man," Curly Hair nodded repeatedly: "I remember that he is very skilled and can fight very well!"
Yang Mu took out a photo from his arms, and I was surprised: "Isn't this a profile photo of Li Xing? Both Officer He and Lai Jiaqiang have one!"
"Is it him!?" Yang Mu showed the photo to Curly Hair.
"It's him, it's him!" Curly Hair nodded repeatedly, as if he had found a savior: "Brother, is he the person you are looking for!?"
"Is there a way for me to get close to him?" Yang Mu gently patted Curly's shoulder and smiled cheerfully.
"Yes! There is a way!" Curly Mao naturally understood that this was a great opportunity for him to survive, and kept saying, "Andy has some friendship with him. I can call him out to you as Andy!"
"Well, very good." Although the murderous intent in Yang Mu's eyes slowly faded, I already understood that after Curly Ma made an appointment with Li Xing, Curly Ma's fate would be the same as Andy's.
Fragments of memory are like constant ripples, constantly impacting my soul. One of them left a particularly deep impression on him:
"Juncai, thanks to you, the bodies of the other two comrades have finally been found!" Yoona had tears in her eyes and held Yang Mu's hand tightly.
It turns out that the person Curly Mao said "died miserably" was one of the undercover agents.
"This is my responsibility and mission!" Yang Mu solemnly saluted the two black and white photos in the safe house with a military salute.
"This is the first time I have seen such a hypocritical person!" I said with full of contempt: "This bastard also imposed the crime of murder on Andy and Curly Hair, and received two great achievements in succession!"
Yang Mu used extreme means to complete the tasks assigned to him by Officer He. Surrounded by aura and power, he gradually began to expand.
"He's swollen, so why am I not?" I smiled bitterly: "Although I haven't harmed anyone yet, my arrogance and frivolity caused by my bloat have plunged me into this world of ice and snow, and it's more likely that I will bring Officer He and the others down.
All the hard work was wasted.”
I also understand that at this time, Yang Mu has completely broken through the bottom line and become a complete gangster policeman. This is also a small step in Yangmu's "smooth rise" plan - to use the power of the police to subdue the power of the underworld and realize
Both are used by him. As long as he avoids Officer He's normal surveillance, he can do whatever he wants at other times. This is the main reason why this incident can be squeezed into the front row of his memory.
After gaining the trust of Wei Ye and the others, Yang Mu, who was extremely smart and cunning, took the first step of his big plan.
However, when the strength does not match the ambition, it is often easy to turn against the stone pillars. Just when Yang Mu is realizing his ambition step by step, a man who can cover the sky with one hand finally controls him.
In the memory picture, an old man is sitting next to the coffee table. On the coffee table are several ancient books, a tea set, and three black dice.
"Huang Wuchang!?" My heart tightened: "He appears again!"
"Let's take a gamble?" Huang Wuchang seemed very interested.
"Bet!?" A frightened Yang Mu knelt on the ground with his face covered in blood. He didn't dare to say any more nonsense: "Master...what do you want to bet on?"
"Bet on his life!" Huang Wuchang pointed to a man who passed out on the ground: "He is your companion. He is what your police call a "connector," right? Let's use him as a bet.
If he wins, he will die. If you win, he will leave and you will stay."
"Does this old thief Huang like gambling so much!?" I said indignantly: "This is gambling on life, and it is also gambling on other people's lives!"
Suddenly, he remembered what Chen Ding said: "The fear of losing is to bet with others with all the advantages in hand. Such people enjoy the pleasure of toying with their opponents and are extremely confident and arrogant."
The gambler's paradise."
At this time, I seemed to have a deeper understanding of what Chen Ding said.
Yang Mu gritted his teeth and said sadly: "Bet, I bet!"
"Of course I bet. If you don't bet, your companion will be dead!" I sighed softly: "But how could Huang Wuchang be so advantageous to you?"
"Ah ha ha ha! Interesting!" The strange and evil expression on Huang Wuchang's face suddenly emerged: "I don't need any magical powers, you choose first, do you want a big one or a small one?"
"I..." Yang Mu hesitated, he hesitated and said: "I...I choose...big!"
Huang Wuchang smiled disdainfully: "This is not like you who are as bold as a cow in normal times! Say it again, what to choose!?"
After hearing Huang Wuchang's sarcasm, Yang Mu burst into tears and shouted: "I choose big, let's go!"