Chapter 1460

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
Li Mingyi and others did not know what conditions, looked at each other and walked back.

Soon, two big men took the prisoners to Zheng Wenwu.

Li Mingyi and others also returned to him.

Zhang Jin asked, "what conditions?"

Zheng Wenwu didn't speak. He reached out and took away the black plastic bag on the prisoner's head. A middle-aged man looked at them with a smile and looked silly: "ha ha... It's fun for thieves to catch robbers. Now it's your turn to be a robber. I'll be a thief. I'll come and catch you, ha ha..."

Zhang Jin, Li Mingyi and others were stunned.

The middle-aged man was dressed in hospital clothes with the words "Shenzhen Guangzhou Psychiatric Rehabilitation Hospital" printed on his chest. He was obviously a neuropathy.

Zhang Jin looked at Zheng Wenwu: "brother Wu, what does this mean?"

Zheng Wenwu said frankly, "you know, the most afraid thing in our business is the police. It doesn't matter. How can you prove that you're not a police? Here's the answer."

Say it, pointing to the psycho.

Zhang Jin suddenly understood: "you want us to kill him?"

Zheng Wenwu smiled and nodded, "smart."

Wang Kui suddenly became angry: "we're looking for a killer, but you let us kill. It's ridiculous!"

Zheng Wenwu glanced at him and said coldly, "it's impossible for you to ask the killer for help, but you want to hide your identity secret. No killer is so stupid unless you kill someone yourself."

"You don't trust us!"

"How can we trust you?"

"You don't think about it. If we were the police, it would be over here!"

Zheng Wenwu said coldly, "it's meaningless to say these words. Language is pale and action is 100 times stronger than language. It depends on what you do."

Zhang Jin and Wang Kui looked at Li Mingyi, waiting for him to make up his mind.

Although it is a neuropathy, it is also a human life.

Li Mingyi looked at Zheng Wenwu again. He looked calm and said in a sharp voice, "OK, let's do it."

Zheng Wenwu was slightly stunned and waved his hand.

Two big men grabbed the middle-aged psycho and walked to the boxing ring.

Zheng Wenwu glanced at Li Mingyi and others: "go up. It is said that you have also seen a boxing match. You can regard it as a match. As long as you kill him, you will achieve your goal."

Li Mingyi, expressionless, strode to the ring.

Zhang Jin and Wang Kui followed him.

Zheng Wenwu and a Niu came last and followed them to the ring.

In the boxing ring, two big men let go of the middle-aged psychosis.

The middle-aged psychopath didn't expect to escape at all. He looked at them foolishly, stretched out his hands and caught them like a child, "now it's my turn to be a thief. The thief catches the robber. I want to catch you, hehe..."

PA, a big man reached out and slapped him in the face.

The middle-aged psychopath covered his face and was very wronged: "wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

He said and walked to the bottom of the ring.

Li Mingyi stopped in front of him.

The middle-aged psychopath is of medium stature, neither fat nor thin. Standing in front of Li Mingyi, he is even taller than him.

The middle-aged psychopath still covered his face and looked wronged: "I won't play with you anymore. I want to go home."

Li Mingyi stood calmly in front of him: "what's your name?"

"My name is No. 8."

"Where is your home?"

The middle-aged psychopath shook his head and looked confused: "I don't know. My home is far away, very big. There are many people in my family, especially fun."

"We'll take you home."

"OK, you are good people, they are bad people." the middle-aged psychopath turned and pointed to two big men.

"We'll take you back to your hometown." Li Mingyi said, suddenly raised his fist and hit him heavily in the face.

"Wow..." when the middle-aged man was suddenly attacked, he burst into tears in pain and pointed to Li Mingyi: "you hit people, you are also a bad person."

Without saying a word, Li Mingyi hit him on the head with another fist.

The middle-aged man was crying, holding his head and running to the place where no one was. He was like a poor child. In the face of the bullying of several adults, he never thought of resisting.

Li Mingyi has already hit two punches, but Zhang Jin and Wang Kui haven't started yet.

Li Mingyi glared at them fiercely: "what are you doing? Kill him."

After that, he chased the middle-aged psychopath.

Zhang Jin Wang Kui's heart was horizontal, and he also chased the middle-aged neuropathy.

The three soon surrounded the middle-aged psychopath, fell to the floor and punched and kicked.

There were howls and shrill screams from the boxing ring. The middle-aged psychopath subconsciously resisted and struggled, but the little strength of resistance was useless in front of the three young men. The head, chest, waist and key parts of the body were constantly hit by fists and feet

Zheng Wenwu stood two or three meters away, hugging his hands and watching indifferently. Two big men stood beside him, shooting with their mobile phones, so as to leave evidence of Li Mingyi's murder.

Ah Niu stood behind him, shivering, and a chill came up from his spine.

It's cruel for three young adults to deal with a neurotic or mentally retarded without resistance and kill him alive!

In the monitoring room, Land Rover looked at a clear scene on the screen, nodded repeatedly, smiled on his face, and said slowly, "these three men will never be policemen."

Shark old Avenue: "even ordinary people can't deal with a poor man, let alone the police."

"You see, among the three, the short man is obviously more ruthless."

"Yes, the short man starts first. He is the boss."

"This business can be done. I'll meet them in Huwei martial arts school tomorrow. You guys can come too. I feel that this business is very big. It depends on whether you can take it or not."

"No problem, Ninth master. If it's a big business, we'll have to fight for it."

The other sharks also repeatedly expressed their confidence.

On the boxing ring, the cry of middle-aged neuropathy has become smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared. He lay on the floor motionless, closed his eyes and kept bleeding from his mouth.

Li Mingyi and others stopped.

Zheng Wenwu took two big men and went forward. A big man squatted down, stretched out his hand to explore the middle-aged neuropathy's breath, and stood up: "brother Wu, I'm out of breath."

"Take him out. This time, deal with him cleanly. Don't be like Xue Zhijun."

"Yes, brother Wu."

Two big men raised their bodies and hurried away from the ring.