Chapter 19

When Yang Xiao arrived at the company, he found that the company was full of JC. The body of Xiaobi had been surrounded by layers of yellow lines, and the blood flowed all over the ground. Yang Xiao noticed that the place where Xiaobi fell was at his desk.

He didn't understand why Xiaobi was in his position. He was looking for Xu Lei in the crowd, but was told by a colleague that Xu Lei didn't come to work today.

Yang Xiao pushed aside the crowd standing in front of him and tried to walk to Xiaobi, but he was stopped by a JC with a big stomach. JC said angrily, "what are you doing?"

Seeing this guy's arrogant face, Yang Xiao was even more annoyed. He pointed to JC's nose and yelled: "if you don't send people to the hospital, what are you doing here? What's the use of letting people lie so upright here! "

Such a shout, attracted everyone's eyes, a JC toward Yang Xiao around.

Wang Meng sees Yang Xiao and the JCS at gunpoint and hastens to pull him. He is afraid that Yang Xiao will be angry and abandon all the JCS!

And the big bellied JC thought that Wang Meng was afraid of himself. His proud head was raised higher and his momentum was stronger. He pointed to Yang Xiao with a kind of condescending questioning tone and said, "this man is suspected. Take him back for interrogation!"

Hearing this, a thin JC on the side immediately took out his handcuffs and walked towards Yang Xiao. Wang Meng quickly pulled Yang Xiao behind him, smiling at the big bellied JC, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother is just impulsive. Don't worry. After all, he is very sad when his close friend died!"

But the big belly JC looks at Yang Xiao with a little sarcasm as if he didn't hear Wang Meng's words. He would like to see how the boy went back to JC bureau to beg for mercy!

As soon as Wang Meng saw that it was not going to work, the police asked for their own hardship, and then quietly backed aside.

The thin JC came up to Yang Xiao, pointed to Yang Xiao's hand, and said to him in a tone of command: "hand out!"

Yang Xiao looked at him coldly and stretched out his hands, but before JC gave him the handcuffs, Yang Xiao had a look in his eyes. His right hand grabbed his collar and yanked him to the ground. The thin JC had no resistance to "bang" and hit him on the ground. Yang Xiao stepped on him.

As soon as the other JCS around saw that the situation was not right, they pulled out their pistols and pointed at Yang Xiao, shouting: "no, hands up, hands up, hands up!"

Wang Meng, who was watching the crowd, was finally unable to sit down. He took out a thick envelope from his arms, ran to the big bellied JC, kept persuading him, and then stuffed the envelope into his pants pocket without any trace.

Big belly JC looks at Yang Xiao's murderous eyes, touches the envelope in his pocket, looks at Yang Xiao's face with a disdainful "hum", and waves his hand with an artificial gesture, "come on, help Xiao Liu up. It's not hard for you because you are angry. Let's do our own work!" Then he went to one side.

Wang Meng looked at it and pulled Yang Xiao to the left corner. Yang Xiao finally saw the whole picture of Xiaobi.

The little pen is lying on the ground in a twisted shape, with its own chair lying around. The scattered white paper is dyed dark red by the blood on the ground. There is no wound on the little pen, but there are all kinds of small pieces of meat and bones beside his head. Half of his head has been blown open!

Wang Meng pointed to the pen and whispered in Yang Xiao's ear, "it's fine in the morning. Ah, now my head has exploded for more than half of it. I can't get it back!" Then Wang Meng looked around in fear, covered his mouth to Yang Xiao's ear and said, "I think I'm looking for you!"

Yang Xiao didn't respond to Wang Meng's words. He frowned slightly and looked around slowly. A glass on the left side had burst open. The wind from outside kept running into the room.

He went to the window and looked into the distance. There was a high-rise hotel 100 meters away. There was a room with windows open, and the curtains were flying in the wind. This kind of super long-distance, but still has such a fierce impact and explosive power of the sniper gun, Yang Xiao finally determined, Xiaobi, this is to do his ghost!

Although Xiaobi has only been in the company for more than two months, he is Yang Xiao's favorite guy. He works hard and is happy every day. He likes to make some messy jokes. Although Yang Xiao always looks disgusted, he is still very happy in his heart.

Such a young man, the future life is still so long, there are countless beautiful world waiting for him to find, countless happy or unhappy days waiting for him to enjoy, but just because of sorting out information on his desk, he suffered a disaster!

Yang Xiao lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, pulled Wang Meng's face and asked without expression: "the compensation should be arranged." Wang Meng nodded, but saw Yang Xiao take out a check from his pocket and said to him, "take ten million out of here and give it to his family." With that, he patted Wang Meng on the shoulder, left a shocked Wang Meng and left.

He once again stood on the Ganjiang bridge. The damaged bridge deck that night had been repaired as good as ever. The whole bridge deck was full of heat because of the hot sun.

Yang Xiao doesn't know if he has a pair of eyes staring at him in the distance. He knows that Langya's style of doing things is erratic, coming and going without a trace. On the surface, this terrible organization is a commercial organization. On the contrary, it secretly kills people and sets fire, colludes with officials, and earns all kinds of dirty money. His father was lost by them.

When he defected and fled to Jiangzhou City, he knew that Langya would come to him. Langya trained him, and the traitor would die in Langya.

He once wanted to practice dragon and tiger boxing to the extreme, and then went back to wipe out this hateful organization from China. Can be a whole three years of peace, in addition to their own strength now in Jiangzhou City enough to walk horizontally. Yang Xiao even gradually became negative, gradually forgetting that he was determined to destroy Langya!

But now he finally remembered that fear and hatred again!

Langya's assassination activity has always been only one person. Yang Xiao stands on the bridge and looks at the prosperous city. His eyes once again burst out the indifference of the killer. I, Yang Xiao, did not pick up the name of "killing God" in Jiangzhou casually!