As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 62 "Silver Tongue" Riley

It took Xu Yan a full half minute to pull up the chain.

Zhou Jianqing coughed up a large amount of dirty water mixed with blood, like an old dog struggling to death, his chest heaving and breathing with difficulty.

"I'm in a hurry. There's no second chance."

Xu Yan squatted down again, "Are you sure you want to die for Silver Tongue Riley?"

Zhou Jianqing's face was covered in garbage and even the rotten bones of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and his expression was extremely distorted.

"You won't let me go."

His face was filled with despair, but a hint of expectation was squeezed out from the depths of his eyes. "You, you will let me go?"

Xu Yan raised three fingers and pointed to the sky: "I swear to the Milky Way."

Zhou Jianqing fell into painful thought.

Xu Yan sighed and stood up again.

"No, no, no, I said, I said!"

Zhou Jianqing completely collapsed and told everything he knew.

Xu Yan nodded repeatedly and listened very attentively.

After Zhou Jianqing finished speaking, he put down the chain again without hesitation.

Zhou Jianqing's struggle became more and more intense, and his mouth and nostrils, deep in the sewage, spewed out bubbles that seemed to be lingering in his death.

It took Xu Yan a full minute to pull up the chain for the second time.

"Repeat what you just said. Thank you."

The broker's face was pale and he was barely breathing.

After a long pause, he repeated the answer intermittently.

Apart from the details being mixed up, most of the information is the same as before.

"Let me go, let me go. I've told you everything. You promised me, you swore an oath!"

Zhou Jianqing begged desperately.

Xu Yan squatted down again and carefully wiped the dirt off Zhou Jianqing's face.

Zhou Jianqing tried hard to force a flattering smile.

"One last question. I want to hear your answer from the heart."

Xu Yan looked at the broker calmly, "If I were really sold to the wilderness gang by you, would those heartless bandits let me go?"

Zhou Jianqing's smile froze.

Before he could utter the most vicious curse, the chains were lowered for the third time.

This time, it didn't rise again.

At the bottom of this dark and deep sewer, no matter how many ripples appear on the surface of the sewage.

It can't even reflect a single star, let alone the brilliant Milky Way.

……

It rained all night in Rolling Stone Castle.

The endless drizzle drowned the neon lights, poured into the sewers, rushed out of the manhole covers, swirled, carried foam, and was filled with debris. It flooded the streets and alleys, and also drowned the bloodstains, footprints, and all the evidence of the crime.

This is indeed a good day to resolve new and old grudges.

Four fifteen in the morning.

The darkest time of the day.

It’s so dark that it makes people wonder whether dawn will ever come.
Xu Yan was like a ghost, floating silently into the slums in the north of the city.

Looking at the rows of tin sheds in front of him, built into an intricate three-dimensional maze, he raised his eyebrows.

Who would have thought that the most famous underground broker in Rolling Stone Castle would be hiding in such a place.

Closing his eyes, he went through the seven action plans and twelve retreat routes one last time.

Xu Yan opened his eyes and prepared to act.

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to go into the slums, a movement not far away suddenly attracted his attention.

His pupils suddenly contracted, a glimmer of surprise swirling in his eyes. A moment later, the glimmer transformed into an unfathomable vortex.

"Plans can't keep up with changes."

Xu Yan took a few steps back and blended back into the darkness, muttering to himself, "Things are getting more and more interesting."

……

The next afternoon.

The rain and fog were still struggling half-dead.

An elusive haze shrouds a dilapidated slum and a horrific crime scene.

"Captain Jiang, Vice Captain Long Jianhuan is here to report!"

A heroic female operator in a light sportswear crawled over the fence and saluted the patrol captain "Jiang Yuan" who was squatting on the ground and yawning.

"Our great hero is here!"

Jiang Yuan is a middle-aged man with messy hair and loose skin.

Staying in a lawless area like Rolling Stone Castle for a long time seems to have worn away all ambitions.

He looked more like a middle-aged office worker slacking off than a patrol captain from the Security Bureau.

Like most senior operators in Dawn City, he and Long Jianhuan's father were once comrades who fought side by side.

He also watched Long Jianhuan grow up with his own eyes. Their relationship was extraordinary and they joked with each other without any respect.

Long Jianhuan's face flushed red: "I'm not a hero, I'm just a reckless person who acted on his own initiative!"

"Haha, he took it upon himself to wipe out Dr. Hyde's criminal group and prevented a major conspiracy that could have overthrown Dawn City. I wish I had more daredevils like him under my command."

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Don't be modest. With your strength and achievements, you are more than qualified to be my deputy.

"Don't feel wronged. I know this place is small, so it's just too much. Once the director's anger subsides and you make some achievements, I'll definitely transfer you back to Dawn City to be on your own!"

"Who knows when the old man's anger will subside?"

Long Jianhuan muttered softly, handed the gift box in his hand over, and changed the address, "Uncle Yuan, this is steam-cured meat brought from the city. I queued up to buy it this morning and asked them to add three layers of packaging. It's still hot, come and eat it!"

"Ha, I knew it, you definitely haven't forgotten that Uncle Yuan likes this!"

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands, grabbed it without hesitation, tore open the package, and without even picking up chopsticks, spread out his five fingers and took a mouthful.

Long Jianhuan squatted down beside him, took out two pairs of disposable chopsticks, and slowly wiped off the burrs.

A pair of them passed it over and took a piece of steamed bacon for themselves.

"What's going on now?"

She ate the bacon while admiring the red wall in front of her.

To be more precise, it is to appreciate the painting in front of you, which is evenly distributed on the entire wall and is originally a painting of flesh and blood that looks like a human being.

"Are you ready to start work now?"

Jiang Yuan knew Long Jianhuan's temper and was too lazy to persuade her to go back and rest, so he went straight to explaining the situation.

The deceased, "Silver Tongue" Riley, was a 38-year-old male.

Rolling Stone is the most powerful broker with the widest network of contacts, the best information, and the most powerful.

He has connections with many wilderness gangs.

Running all kinds of shady businesses, the patrol team has accumulated three big piles of black files.

More than half a month ago, perhaps because he had offended some serious enemy, "Silver Tongue" Riley hid without saying hello to anyone. Neither the patrol team nor his lover and assistant knew his whereabouts.

He even gave up two deals that had been arranged long ago and could have made huge profits.

I didn't expect that after hiding for so long, he was still dug out by his enemies and executed in such a cruel way.

"This is the situation. Okay, let's get ready to call it a day!"

Jiang Yuan gobbled it up and grabbed the last piece of bacon.

"Is this the end?"

Long Jianhuan chewed the last bite of bacon reluctantly, and leaned over to carefully observe the half of "Silver Tongue" Riley's face stuck to the wall.

"if not?"

Jiang Yuan said nonchalantly, "You know the rules."

(End of this chapter)