Seeing Zheng Shaopeng's reaction, Yang Ming was taken aback. This guy doesn't know himself? how can that be possible? Maybe Zheng Shaopeng didn't see the attack outside his villa that day?
In fact, Zheng Shaopeng was in the villa watching every move outside the villa with binoculars, and after discovering that Yang Ming appeared, he killed the two masters sent by the boss before he fled.
It's just that Yang Ming's appearance at the moment is too ordinary. Once he blends into the crowd, he may not be able to recognize him in a blink of an eye. Zheng Shaopeng really didn't have much impression of such a popular face.
"Your forgetfulness isn't that big, is it?" Yang Ming frowned: "Last night, we should have seen each other, right at the gate of your villa, I even took care of two thieves for you."
"Ah!" Zheng Shaopeng was startled when he heard Yang Ming's words, opened his mouth wide, and stared at Yang Ming in disbelief: "You...you are the one who was with Wang Xiaoyan..."
Although Yang Ming's face was very ordinary, after Yang Ming reminded Zheng Shaopeng, he still remembered the scene last night. The two masters didn't even pass a move under Yang Ming's hands. What a frightening scene it was! !
It was precisely because of Yang Ming's appearance that Zheng Shaopeng quickly escaped from the villa, so as not to suffer disaster.
"Remember?" Yang Ming snorted coldly and said, "It seems that my memory isn't that bad!"
"You...what are you going to do?" Zheng Shaopeng was horrified, he didn't expect Yang Ming to come to the casino.
"What am I doing?" Yang Ming smiled faintly: "That depends on your cooperation!"
"I... how can I cooperate..." Zheng Shaopeng said in a panic.
"It's very simple, you can answer me whatever I ask, otherwise...huh..." Yang Ming said here, paused and said: "You are the one who was offered a reward for assassination, I can kill you now... ..."
When Zheng Shaopeng heard Yang Ming's words, he was really shocked! With Yang Ming's skill, killing him is not a piece of cake? Immediately he stammered and said, "Now... I'm afraid you won't get the reward if you kill me..."
"I think you're upset, can I kill you? I don't want a bounty, can I?" Yang Ming threatened with a glare.
Zheng Shaopeng lost his temper all of a sudden, yes, do people need a reason for killing people? Whether he has money or not, for Yang Ming, killing him is a piece of cake.
"You...what do you want to know..." Zheng Shaopeng asked carefully.
"I'll just ask you to answer." Yang Ming glared at him and said, "What's your name?"
"Zheng Shaopeng..." Zheng Shaopeng replied honestly.
"Is this your real name?" Yang Ming squinted at Zheng Shaopeng.
"Zheng...Zheng Laizi..." Zheng Shaopeng hurriedly said in fright: "My former nickname was Zheng Laizi..."
"When's nickname?" Yang Ming continued to ask. Zheng Laizi? I didn't expect this guy to have such a funny name.
"Before I came to work in the casino..." Zheng Shaopeng's fear of Yang Ming was deep-rooted. He was afraid that Yang Ming would kill him to vent his anger if something went wrong, so he always told the truth about these irrelevant issues.
"What did you do before you came to the casino?" Yang Ming continued to ask.
"I... I'm just a gambler..." Zheng Shaopeng completely lost his prestige in the casino at the moment, and lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Ming. Zheng Shaopeng had no intention of running away or resisting at all, because Yang Ming's skills were too strong, and Zheng Shaopeng was afraid that if he made any changes, he would die on the spot like those two masters.
Yang Ming frowned, gambler, no matter how you look at Zheng Shaopeng's experience, it's nothing special, from gambler to croupier, then to foreman, etc... everything seems to be logical.
Wait... No! Yang Ming suddenly thought of a key point, that is, since Zheng Shaopeng can become a casino consultant, his gambling skills must be very high. If such a person used to be a gambler, he must be a very good one! Before entering the casino, how could there be no name?
Yang Ming remembered Zhang Guozong's words that Zheng Shaopeng was not well-known before entering the casino, so he started from the bottom croupier. Well, if Zheng Shaopeng has never been engaged in gambling-related matters before, it is normal not to have heard of this person, but Zheng Shaopeng is a gambler, so it is not normal to have never heard of his reputation.
"Where did your gambling skills come from?" Yang Ming thought of the crux of the matter and asked immediately.
"Wh... what kind of gambling skills..." Zheng Shaopeng was startled, he didn't expect Yang Minghui to ask him the key points in a short while, he was shocked, and his words were a little awkward.
"What kind of gambling skills are you talking about? As the consultant director of the casino, you must not be bad at gambling skills, right? Who did you learn this gambling skills from?" Yang Ming waved his hand, not letting Zheng Shaopeng continue talking, but sternly interrupted him.
"I used to be a gambler, so I know more about gambling..." Zheng Shaopeng wanted to hide it.
"Don't tell me those useless things. I hate others pretending to be ignorant." Yang Ming sneered and said, "Don't force me. I have a bad temper. You will be the one to suffer!"
"I... I really didn't lie to you..." Although Zheng Shaopeng was very afraid of Yang Ming, he couldn't say anything about the boss, he didn't want to betray the boss because of his own life and death.
"Are you sure, what you're telling is the truth?" Yang Ming pressed again.
"I... I'm telling the truth, how dare I lie to you..." Zheng Shaopeng said with a heartbroken heart.
"Really?" Yang Ming's expression turned pale immediately, and he said, "Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll tell you for you. Your gambling skills were taught to you by a person with ulterior motives, and then you sneaked into the casino , Do you want to plot against the casino?"
"No...it's really not like this..." Zheng Shaopeng was really wronged this time, Zheng Shaopeng had no plans for the casino at all, he only regarded the casino as a business and a place to settle down.
"Hmph!" Yang Ming became a little impatient. Since this guy is so ignorant, there is no need for Yang Ming to be polite with him anymore. He stretched out his hand suddenly, and tapped on Zheng Shaopeng's body.
This is Yang Ming's time-tested acupressure method, the unique secret book of Fang Tian, the killer king.
"Then you can just relax for a while, and tell me when you think it through." After Yang Ming finished speaking, he left Zheng Shaopeng alone and sat on the chair beside him.
Zheng Shaopeng already had the idea of dying, anyway, he couldn't tell the boss about it. The boss is kind to me, and my life these years is equivalent to what the boss gave me.
In the past eight years, the life in the casino has been nourishing, and the blessings he has enjoyed are much more than his previous half of his life! Therefore, he felt that it was enough.
When Yang Ming said these words, Zheng Shaopeng closed his eyes and began to wait for Yang Ming to torture him. In the past, Zheng Shaopeng still vividly remembered the situation where he was caught gambling, and he was tortured half to death, and he also carried it. Therefore, Zheng Shaopeng felt that once he gritted his teeth, everything would be over, and the worst would be death.
However, Zheng Shaopeng was waiting for Yang Ming to do something to him, but he just felt Yang Ming lightly touch him, nothing special?
But then it was different! Zheng Shaopeng suddenly felt as if his body was bitten by countless leeches, and there was an indescribable feeling, itching? Is it painful? In short, this feeling made Zheng Shaopeng a little crazy, it was the feeling that life would be worse than death!
Zheng Shaopeng scratched his body with his hands, panting heavily, but it didn't have the slightest effect. The feeling on his body was still very strong, which made him feel so much pain.
"Ah——" Zheng Shaopeng couldn't take it anymore, screamed, and began to roll on the ground.
"You... what did you do to me?" Zheng Shaopeng's tone changed, because the pain in his body made it impossible for him to speak normally.
Yang Ming just sneered and didn't answer. He didn't even look at Zheng Shaopeng.
Zheng Shaopeng was still howling at first, but later he didn't even have the strength to howl, he just kept rolling on the ground, his face covered with beads of sweat.
Yang Ming saw that it was almost done, so he stood up, kicked Zheng Shaopeng with his foot, and unlocked the acupoints for him: "Do you want to talk now?"
"I...I..." Zheng Shaopeng felt as if he had died once, even more painful than death! It was the first time he saw this kind of torture, and the fear of Yang Ming grew in his heart.
"Say it or not? Why don't you have a good time?" Yang Ming said impatiently.
"No...don't want..." Zheng Shaopeng was so frightened when he heard it that he almost passed out: "I... I said it's okay..."
In the face of morality and pain, Zheng Shaopeng chose to be sentenced to morality and reduce pain. Because, he really didn't want to experience the feeling just now again, it was simply not something human could feel, and he never wanted it for the rest of his life. Even when I think of that feeling, I have lingering fears.
"Let's talk." Yang Ming sat back on the chair, and said with some regret: "I wanted to make you feel better, but it seems that I don't need it for the time being. But it doesn't matter, if you are not honest later, you can continue to try."
Better? Zheng Shaopeng almost peed his pants, wasn't that cool enough just now? Is there anything more cool? I was almost dead just now, so what would be better? Zheng Shaopeng didn't dare to imagine, fearing that Yang Ming would change his mind and give him something better, he quickly said: "I said, my gambling skills were taught to me by an expert..."
"What kind of expert? Who is it? What's his name?" Yang Ming thought in his heart. Sure enough, someone taught him how to gamble.
"Who is the expert, what is his name, he didn't say anything, he just asked me to call him the boss..." Zheng Shaopeng said: "Other things, he didn't tell me..."