Chapter 172

Ye Buqiu simply bandaged, then changed into a new suit, followed Tu Fusheng and several law enforcement officers to the basement of the residential building.

The basement environment is dark and the walls are damp. Originally, it was planned to build a garage, but because the garage in the community is enough, it can only be abandoned. Later, Tu Fu Sheng took a fancy to the basement, so he spent a lot of money to buy it and converted it into a paradise interrogation room and training room.

When ye Buqiu followed Tu Fusheng to the basement, he saw that some of the people in the basement were training their bodies, some were practicing their killing skills, and some were training some projects that looked like chicken ribs in the eyes of others.

Seeing Tu Fusheng coming in, all the people stopped their actions and gathered here. They respectfully called out: "deputy leader!"

However, when they had a clear look at ye Buqiu behind Tu Fusheng, they were stunned. Then they bowed down and yelled, "guild leader!"

Although they haven't met ye Buqiu himself, they have seen ye Buqiu's photos as a group in heaven. Otherwise, after going out, I accidentally had a conflict with the mysterious gang leader. They had to be beaten to death by the people of the law enforcement hall?

So they see ye Buqiu. Of course, this is the training center of heaven. Even if they escape from the "prison", it's impossible to avoid the dense eyes.

The two brothers of the doorman saw ye Buqiu and Tu Fusheng and called respectfully.

"Gang leader!"

"Deputy leader!"

"Yes

Two people are about to open the door of the room, ye Buqiu has heard the voice of Heng Dali from inside.

"Son of a bitch, hurry up and give me a move, or my blade will not serve your thigh this time, but your son of a bitch's neck!"

"I've said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said! Believe it or not, believe it or not This voice is very strange and weak, even the speech is intermittent. It can be seen that the owner of the sound is not in a good situation.

"Are you lying to a child? Ah? When I'm three years old? "

"Bah!" This is another sound“ What kind of hero can you be if you kill me and torture others? "

"Oh? You've got a fight with me, haven't you? Damn, I'm a bandit. Why, I'm not a hero... "

"Ah..." Heng Dali didn't say anything, and there was a tragic sound in the "cell".

Ye Buqiu and Tu Fusheng push the door to enter. They happen to see a cold No. 6 with a knife in his hand, cutting the meat on the arm of a man with long hair who is handcuffed to a fixed iron chair.

Ben followed the man's scream. No. 6 used a rare "artistic" technique to cut the meat on his arm very carefully. Then he gently picked it out and threw it into the garbage can next to him with blood.

Several other men in the "cell" became more and more pale when they saw this scene.

Especially the muscle man on the iron chair next to the man with long hair shivered when he saw No. 6's method. He didn't dare to look directly at the scene.

As soon as ye Buqiu entered, he looked at the "cell.".

Inside the room, there are nearly ten special seats welded to the ground. Except for four empty seats, almost all of the ten iron chairs are bound with handcuffs to men of various shapes.

These men are black and blue, their bodies are full of trauma, some have been torn hair and blood, some have been cut skin, blood flow is not enough, more are cut in the body, the wound is bloody, horrible - of course, like a piece of meat was directly dug out, I'm afraid that only just the man with a hard mouth.

Feeling the movement behind her, No. 6 turned around and looked at her, with a cold face, which made people unable to see what kind of emotion she was in at the moment - if No. 6, the killing machine, had any emotion.

See six turn around, is interrogating muscle man's balance vigorously suddenly turn around, then surprise shout: "boss!"

Luo Sheng, who has been standing in the corner silent, sees ye Buqiu come in and grins with a grin, then nods to show his courtesy.

"Boss, are you ok?" Heng Dali ran to ye Buqiu, full of concern and excitement“ Grandma is a bear. Those guys dare to think about your life. If it wasn't for the floating life, I would have shot it long ago. "

"It's a society ruled by law now. Don't talk about it all the time. If it's outside, it's easy to get people's attention. " Ye Buqiu said.

"Yes, the boss is right!" Heng Dali nodded again and again“ After a while, I want to learn from my boss and read more books. I have to cultivate the literati's appearance. "

"... just don't read. Don't make trouble outside." Ye Buqiu really can't throw Heng Dali into the library. Does that drive him crazy?

Ye Buqiu changed the topic and said, "what's the situation? Is there any useful information

"No Heng Dali was angry when he thought of it“ Granny, the fists are all on them. All they have to say is that these bastards have done enough to shoot eight times. But the people behind the plan just don't say a word. "

Ye Buqiu chuckled and squatted in front of the man with long hair who had just been dug by No. 6.

Heng Dali spared him wisely, grabbed the long hair of the man with long hair infected by sweat and blood, and pulled it back to let the man with long hair face ye Buqiu.

Long hair man teeth with blood, is spitting out blood bubbles and saliva, because of pain and constantly inhale.

When he saw ye Buqiu's familiar face, the hiss of pain stopped.

"Do you know me?" Ye Buqiu asked with a smile.

"Yes." The man with long hair answered weakly. Can he not know? This is the target he wants to shoot. If he doesn't know him, can he catch up with the residents from Yudong Avenue?

"What's your name?"

"Wu Ming!"

"Wu Ming? That's a good name, isn't it? Homophonic nameless, said is dare to mediocrity unknown - but why do you want to assassinate me? "

"..." there are several black lines on Wu Ming's face. Does my name have anything to do with my purpose of assassinating you? Doesn't it matter?

"The employer entrusts, the servant kills!"

"Who is the employer?" Ye Buqiu said with a smile.

"I don't know."

"I don't know?" Ye Buqiu sneers.

He made a look at No. 6. No. 6 stepped forward coldly. The sharp dagger was inserted into Wu Ming's left arm. Then when the dagger was stirred, he picked out a big piece of meat with blood and meat.

"Ah..." Wu Ming cried again in pain.

Wu Ming's body was shaking violently, but because of the handcuffs, his shaking range was limited to the iron chair, and even his hair was grabbed by Heng Da Li. So he could only lean on the chair, face up and yell.

Ye Buqiu is very satisfied with Wu Ming's reaction. He waves to Heng Dali, who immediately grabs Wu Ming's face and aims at ye Buqiu.

Ye Buqiu looked at Wu Ming, whose face was nearly deformed, and said, "I don't like liars. So you'd better talk about it. Who's the man standing behind you? If I'm honest, I'm afraid I can still give you a good time! "

"No... I don't know." Wu Ming said sternly. It's just that he looks very weak now, and his words are also weak.

"At this point, why lie? Originally, I sincerely want you to give it up, and then I give you a simple, so that everyone is good. Brother Wu Ming, do you think so? "

"But you don't pay attention to the way you are now!"

Ye Buqiu is still smiling, but in the eyes of the men in the room, it seems to be the devil's smile.