Fang Zhou, just tell me whether the mission is completed or not.

Even Lin Yuxia had never seen such a sincere look on the face of this group of thugs before.

In the past, when the rules of the underworld were enforced, every person being executed would howl in agony and beg for the cutting, but this was the first time I had ever seen anyone do this.

It can be seen that Luo Chen's scare just now really frightened them.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuxia turned her head and glanced at Luo Chen, only to find that the other person's expression suddenly became clear, as if he had thought of something.

"Officer Luo, have you thought of anything?"

Luo Chen nodded:

"I do have some ideas in mind, but I need to ask Ms. Lin some questions first."

"According to your underworld rules, if someone collects protection money indiscriminately, they have to cut off a finger. So, did you specify which finger it was?"

"No."

Lin Yuxia shook her head, not understanding why Luo Chen asked this question.

But she was already a little scared.

"That means that the seven of them had to cut off seven fingers in total to collect protection money. But there was no regulation on which fingers to cut off or whose fingers to cut off."

"That's right. The rules of the underworld don't go into such detail."

"Oh, I see." Luo Chen touched his chin and thought for two seconds, then turned and looked at the group of thugs.

As soon as the group of thugs were stared at by Luo Chen's slightly excited gaze, they were all frightened and took a step back.

"You don't want your hands to be cut off."

Luo Chen's words were full of sincerity. Lin Yuxia was right just now. She was a little too extreme.

Aren’t they just seeking protection and occasionally oppressing the people?

This kind of trivial matter is not a capital crime.

Hearing this, the gangsters immediately became nervous, shaking their heads and waving their hands, with expressions of fear and panic on their faces:

"No, no, no. We follow the rules of the road."

"Officer Luo, you'd better not do this..." Lin Yuxia also tried to dissuade him.

"Don't rush to refuse, listen to my advice first." Luo Chen raised his hand and shouted.

"Then Officer Luo, please tell me first..." Lin Yuxia had a bad premonition in her heart. She felt that if these people fell into Luo Chen's hands today, the situation would probably end with several deaths.

Luo Chen said naturally:

"I think since there are seven fingers, there's no need for each of you to get one."

"This will make all seven of us feel very uncomfortable. Then you will scream like ghosts and wolves and scare the citizens of the slums."

"Why don't you take seven fingers from one person's hand, so that the remaining six can be happy and not suffer at all."

“Isn’t this a win-win proposition?”

Lin Yuxia's eyelids twitched when these words came out.

She never expected that Luo Chen could do such a cruel thing, cutting off all seven fingers of a person. Isn't that too cruel for this person?

Besides, who would be willing to be the scapegoat and have seven fingers cut off at once?

Just as Lin Yuxia thought.

When those thugs heard Luo Chen say that he could let one person sacrifice all his fingers, they felt a little relieved that they had saved their fingers.

But he soon began to wonder if he would be the unlucky one.

The gangsters who were originally huddled together suddenly dispersed and stared at each other.

"Why are you guys looking at me? I usually get the least money, and I don't get any benefits at all. You can't cut me."

"I didn't take any money. It was Hart who took it."

"When we first came to the downtown area, I paid for the train tickets and rent for our base. You should have some conscience."

"I live in the smallest room in the base."

"Except for Boss Hart, we all live in the same size house. How can you be the smallest?"

"Don't look at me, the five of you. If you don't agree, let's have a fight."

The six of us looked at each other and gradually discovered a problem.

Where is Hart, the one who usually gets the most benefits and who calls himself the leader of the team?

The six people turned their heads to look at the roadside. Hart, who was hit by the car, was still in a coma. The severity of his injuries could not be seen. All they could see was that his chest was still rising and falling.

Looking at the half-dead Hart, the six people had the same idea in their minds.

Normally it was Hart who got the benefits, and it was his suggestion to form a gang in the downtown area, so why was he just left lying around when it came time to bear the consequences?

Besides, looking at his half-dead state, he might be dead.

Anyway, Hart might be dead, so why can't a dead person contribute seven fingers?

"My friends! Have you made your decision? Do you want to cut one stick each, or seven sticks each?"

As if he had predicted their thoughts, Luo Chen pressed forward step by step as soon as they had the idea, not giving them time to think carefully.

The eyes of several thugs suddenly became fierce, and they nodded in unison:

"Boss, we choose to cut seven each."

"Very good, Xiao Wang, give them a dagger and let them cut it themselves."

Chapter 22 Who is the underground emperor?

Hart's head ached and was buzzing.

As the boss of a small-time gang, coupled with the racial characteristics of the Ursus people, Hart's skills are actually considered pretty good among gangsters.

In addition, he has been training for a long time in order to abuse the weak, so his ability to withstand blows is almost as strong as half of Xingxiong's finger.

If he hadn't been hit by a car, he would have been able to survive even if he had been stabbed a dozen times.

But even though he was hit by a car, his injuries were not fatal, and his consciousness was gradually recovering. However, his heavy eyelids and the buzzing in his head made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

Just when Hart was dazed and unable to get up due to the pain all over his body, he suddenly felt a huge pain penetrating from his fingers to his brain.

The intense pain instantly activated Hart's brain, causing his heavy eyelids to open instantly.

Hart suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and raised his right hand in front of his eyes, only to find that his little finger was missing.

At this moment, his six younger brothers were surrounding him with different expressions, some were panicked, some were excited.

One of them was holding a bloody dagger, and another was holding a severed finger, as if it was a cult's sacrificial ritual.

He was missing a finger, while his younger brother was holding the evidence of the crime.

Hart understood everything in an instant:

"What are you guys doing... I'm going to... kill you."

Hart's chest rose and fell wildly like a roaring beast, holding up his body with all his strength, trying to deliver a fatal blow to his prey.

However, due to the injuries from being hit by a car before, he could only support half of his body despite his best efforts and was unable to stand up immediately.

Under the pressure of Hart's long-term power, several people were frightened by Hart's roar and immediately took two steps back.

But after seeing Hart staggering and unable to stand up.

The fearful looks of several people turned cruel.

Let's go all out. Since I've already cut off one of his fingers and offended Hart, I might as well just cut off both of them in one go.

So several people rushed forward and pushed Hart, who was about to stand up, to the ground again.

“Let me go… ahh…”

Hart's face was distorted by pain and mental shock, and a low, hoarse roar came from his throat.

However, his anger did not make them retreat. Instead, his helpless look made them more unscrupulous.

Hart, who once relied on his powerful fists to act high and mighty, actually had a day when he was hoarse and furious?

All we can say is that birds of a feather flock together. Hart is the kind of person who bullies the weak, and naturally his companions are the same.

Hart was now as weak as a piece of trash, and instead of showing any sympathy or pity to him, the other people's blood began to boil.

Four men held down Hart's body, one held down Hart's arm, and another took a knife and cut off Hart's fingers.

Hart felt another sharp pain and roared viciously:

"Ahhh... How dare you betray me? Just wait for me. When I return to the upper city, I will kill all of you... My family has plenty of money, and I will send assassins to hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

When Hart made his final threat, the six people's bodies stiffened.

I was so excited just now that I forgot that Hart has rich parents.

If his parents knew that it was them who cut off Hart's finger, the consequences would be...

Seeing their reactions, Hart's ferocious face forced out a terrifying smile:

“Hahahaha…you guys finally feel scared?”

puff-

Just as Hart laughed out loud, the sharp dagger pierced directly into his neck.

Hart's eyes widened in fear and a gurgling sound came from his throat, but he was unable to utter a complete sentence.

He felt his life slipping away rapidly, blood gushed out from the wound, staining his clothes red.

The companion calmly drew out the dagger, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and resentment.

As the weakest member of the gang, he had been humiliated by Hart and was often used as a punching bag for Hart to practice his skills. Today, he finally found an opportunity to turn the tables.

After seeing the dagger inserted into Hart's neck, the others also showed complicated expressions, some were horrified, some were relieved, and some were a little expectant.

Hart's body began to twitch and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

At the last moment of his life, he finally understood the beauty of the law, the greatness of morality, and the brilliance of human nature, but everything was irreversible.

His life ended just like that, leaving behind only shock and confusion.

At this moment, the whole scene seemed to freeze.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and terror, and everyone's heartbeat was accelerating.

"Dead?"

When Lin Yuxia and the younger brother from the intermediary saw that someone had died, their expressions changed slightly.

But since they were not the murderer, they were not afraid. They just silently stared at the six thugs who were committing the crime.

Lin Yuxia looked at the red eyes of the six people and always felt that they would become a scourge to Longmen in the future.

But Luo Chen did not just watch silently. He took out his cell phone at some point and recorded the entire process of the attack.

And he discussed it calmly with Lin Yuxia:

"See? I successfully saved six young people from suffering and also preserved evidence for the victims."

"They just said that the boy's parents are quite capable. I wonder what his parents will do when they see this video?"

"For the crime of intentional homicide, the mastermind will receive a prison sentence of more than ten years."

“Participants will also receive a prison sentence of more than three years and less than ten years.”

"Hiring a killer to kill someone will also result in a prison sentence of more than ten years."

"But the killer will send them to death."

"Who will be more efficient in solving cases, the assassin or the Guard Bureau? Shall we guess? How about a bet over a meal?"

Luo Chen recorded the entire process with his mobile phone while talking to Lin Yuxia, his words full of the light of righteousness.