Heroes of the City Edition

Hearing Cheng Kong's words, Yao Long nodded repeatedly, not daring to be slighted.

Seeing Yao Long nodding, Cheng Kong easily opened his left hand, but if Yao Long dared to shout, Cheng Kong's left hand would let him know what a broken neck bone is.

"Tell me, what do you do in the Hero Gang?"

Cheng Kong stared into Yao Long's eyes and asked in a cold voice.

Yao Long felt a little flustered by being stared at, but the cruel gang rules made him worry that if he said something, he would end badly.

The luck in his heart made Yao Long decide to disguise himself as an ordinary gangster.

When he carefully stated that he was an ordinary gang member, Cheng Kong sneered, without any hesitation, he raised his left leg and stamped it down.

Patta, "Ah!" Yao Long's scream was crushed to death by Cheng Kong's left hand before he could utter his mouth.

"I guarantee that your legs can't be restored in any hospital, even by the best doctors in the world. If you don't want to live in the form of a human stick for the rest of your life, then you'd better answer honestly."

Cheng Kong didn't look at Yao Long as a person at all, as if he was looking at a pile of excrement, garbage and other objects.

"What do you do in the Hero Gang?"

Cheng Kong asked again. This is a relatively simple interrogation technique. Through repeated questioning of the prisoner's general situation, the prisoner's fear of punishment and obedience to the interrogator can be solidified, and then in-depth questioning can be used to obtain what he wants. Things to know.

And Cheng Kong's stepping on the opponent's legs is completely a kind of assistance. Through this kind of severe injury, let the opponent know subconsciously that he has grasped all the situations. If he doesn't repeat the situation seriously, what is waiting for him will be Unreasonable punishment.

"I'm a small guy, responsible for the protection fees of these streets."

This time, Yao Long was much more honest. After hearing Cheng Kong's question, he answered Cheng Kong's question honestly.

"What does your organizational structure look like?" Cheng Kong continued to ask.

"Organizational structure? I don't understand." Yao Long looked blank.

Cheng Kong cursed secretly, stupid, I don't know this, and I am too uneducated, but I have to explain to him: "Besides you little guys, what else is there?"

"He's in charge, he's in charge, the deputy rudder master, the rudder master, the rudder master rarely sees people."

"How are you guys?" Cheng Kong asked faster and faster.

"Three-point rudder."

"When will your helm master come to share the rudder?"

"do not know."

Cheng Kong was about to stomp, and Yao Long was so frightened that he hurriedly defended: "I'm just a small leader, and there are still people in charge, the deputy helmsman, I really don't know."

Cheng Kong then repeatedly asked about the situation of the three-point rudder, and after confirming that it was correct, he slapped the other party unconscious.

Bang, bang, Cheng Kong then stepped on the legs of the gangsters one by one, and he didn't forget to search the gangsters all over, and took wallets, mobile phones, etc. to himself.

Cheng Kong's atrocities made Lao Ma's eyelids jump. This kid is getting more and more tyrannical now, but fortunately, he only targets these social dregs.

With the crimes of these social dregs, breaking their legs is already very cheap for them.

Seeing these gangsters was about to wake up from the pain, Cheng Kong waved at the old horse: "Old horse, let's go."

Then the two disappeared at the entrance of the alley, leaving behind only a pile of rubbish hugging their legs and screaming.

Cheng Kong took out the wallet as he walked and looked through it one by one, took out the banknotes inside, and then threw the wallet into the trash can. If he didn't know Cheng Kong's identity, the old horse would have thought it was a habitual thief who came back.

"No, old horse, the 1000 yuan you gave away is here." Cheng Kong handed a stack of banknotes to the old horse, and then threw a few mobile phones into the trash can with a smile, playing with a seemingly worthless one. Fei's mobile phone: "This mobile phone is good, use it here to save a little money."

Ma Lizhi waved his hand and rejected the banknotes handed over by Cheng Kong: "Forget it, I don't need this money." As he spoke, the old horse threw out a cigarette, and the two of them lit it, puffing and puffing as they walked .

"Old horse, should we go back now or sweep up the ant nest and go straight to the yellow dragon?"

Cheng Kong blew out a big smoke ring showing off and asked. To Cheng Kong, exhaling a smoke ring is not a technical job at all.

Ma Lizhi frowned, seeing that the direction Cheng Kong was walking was not the direction to go back to the hotel, it seemed that even if he didn't go, Cheng Kong would go by himself, it would be better to follow him, there would be some help. .

Thinking of this, Ma Lizhi smiled and said, "In your eyes, what's the difference between sweeping up ant nests and hitting Huanglong directly?"

"Why is there no difference? Sweeping the ant nest means crushing all the cubs to death. As for directly attacking Huanglong, just kill the main boss."

Cheng Kong spoke in a low voice. If he spoke louder so that others could hear him, he might think it was a vendetta and a harbinger of gang fights.

The three-point rudder that Yao Long mentioned is located in Paradise Club.

Paradise Club is also a very famous gold selling cave in Yangcheng.

Of course, on the surface, this Paradise Club claims to be a successful people's club, where elites gather, and it is a top-level and elegant platform for business giants from all walks of life to communicate, discuss and entertain.

But anyone who knows the inside story knows that if you apply for a membership card that costs 2000 yuan a year, you will naturally be an elegant platform. Of course, you may not be able to meet a few elites.

The aboveground part is mainly for ordinary socializing, dining and so on.

The real elites gather in the underground of the Paradise Club. There is a casino where you can fight wits and luck and get rich overnight, and there is also an underground auction where you can spend a lot of money and show your heroism. Beauty.

It is said that there is also the most bloody and terrifying underground black boxing to watch every week.

In short, for now, this Paradise Club is considered a super-level consumption place. It is said that if you want to experience all the consumption items in it, you need a membership card that costs 50 per year.

Compared with Cheng Kong's monthly salary plus subsidies, which is only 50 yuan, Cheng Kong will need to work for about [-] years before he can afford such a membership card.

Thinking of this, Cheng Kong was inexplicably indignant. You, the Temple of Heaven Club, have made so much money, why do you need scum like Yao Long to collect protection fees and sell white fans?

Hearing Cheng Kong's indignation, Ma Lizhi couldn't help scolding: "You know what, how did the women in his Paradise Club get here? Not all of them are voluntary? Besides, the inside is probably more filthy than the outside."

Cheng Kong reacted to Ma Lizhi's scolding.

One leaf sees autumn, just looking at people like Yao Long, you can see how filthy the Hero Gang is. As for the Paradise Club they run, is it going to be a clean business? (To be continued.)