After the yellow hairs came in, they behaved very honestly, went to bed, turned off the lights on time, and fell asleep not long after.

Chen Mo knew that several of them were coming for themselves, but he didn't pay attention to them at all, and still slept on his own.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and the Huangmao people woke up at the same time as if they had agreed.

After getting out of bed, several people glanced at each other, and then bent down to open their trouser legs, and several layers of duct tape were wrapped around their calves, and inside were wallpaper knives.

The blades used in this process are so sharp that they can be broken by blow-drying.

Push the button, and the crunching sound makes the scalp tingle.

Chen Mo, who was lying on the bed sleeping, his eyelids jumped, and he rolled over and continued to sleep.

The dim light of the corridor refracted in, imprinting a hideous face with yellow hair, and a scar from the corner of the right eye to the chin was shocking.

He pursed his lips and smiled coldly, it was this kid who made Yang Laosan and Han Zheng have no choice?

Huang Mao turned his wrist and quietly came to Chen Mo's approach, squinting his eyes, and after a pause for a few seconds with his arm, the wallpaper knife stabbed towards Chen Mo's neck.

This is a vital part of the human body, if you are pierced, you will definitely die, and even the gods can't save it.

The cold metallic feeling made Chen Mo wake up, and just when the wallpaper knife had already cut through the hair on Chen Mo's neck, Huang Mao stopped moving, because at this moment, a big hand was already clasping his wrist.

Huang Mao was shocked and tried to withdraw his hand, but this big hand was like a vice that made him unable to move.

Chen Mo turned around, sat on the bed and twisted his backhand at the same time, and then the sound of Huang Mao's screaming came.

The wallpaper knife fell to the ground, and Huang Mao squatted on the ground in pain, his arm hanging down at an incredible angle.

The others were secretly surprised, it turned out that he had already woken up.

At the same time, I was also very shocked, waiting for Huang Mao to make a move, how much confidence does this need?

"Who sent you? Lei Ming, Han Zheng, Yang Laosan?"

Chen Mo got out of bed with an indifferent face.

None of them spoke, and came around Chen Mo.

These people were indeed invited by Han Zheng, they are a small gang that helps people do some black work of debt collection and revenge, and the price is high, and they can also kill people.

Han Zheng contacted Huang Mao through an acquaintance, he was the leader of this small gang, and the two sides negotiated a price of two million.

In order to remove Chen Mo's obstacle, Han Zheng had already spent a lot of money before and after, first gathering the villagers of Wangyun Village, the Four Tigers of Dibei, then a second-rate master and two third-rate masters, and now Huang Mao.

There are two main reasons why he is willing to spend money, one is that he thinks that Chen Mo has robbed him of his big business, as long as Chen Mo is dead, Liu Xuan is not afraid, and he can still snatch the business back from Liu Xuan.

Another reason is because of his baby son Han Dong, after Chen Mo hung up, he forced Liu Xuan and Han Dong to marry, and at the same time, Zhengdong Real Estate annexed Kaiyuan Real Estate, and at that time, the Zhengdong Real Estate of the old Han family was dominant in Yuncheng.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

This time, he found a few people with yellow hair, but they still couldn't do anything to Chen Mo.

Dealing with this kind of unpopular person, Chen Mo has no interest.

A few kicks came out, and all of them lay on the ground wailing.

He wrapped his clothes and picked up the wallpaper knife, then sat on the bed and hooked his finger at Huang Mao: "Come here, let's talk." ”

Huang Mao gritted his teeth and walked over, Chen Mo didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand to put it on his shoulder, only to see that he didn't use much force, Huang Mao's other arm was also useless, and the earth-shattering screams resounded throughout the detention center.

In the duty room, several of the guards on duty were eating supper.

After hearing the shout, one of the guards was a little worried and said, "It's so ruthless, nothing will happen, right?"

"No, it won't. Another disciplinarian gave him a blank look: "Even if something happens, what does it have to do with you?

Five minutes later, after the two of them had finished their supper, one of them took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, and when he was about to light it, he suddenly frowned: "What is the sound? Why do I hear someone singing?"

"Don't be nervous, okay? How can there be singing, we are in a prison cell, not a KTV. ”

The other disciplinarian was stunned because he had heard the singing as well.

The sound is not loud, but it is very neat.

The two glanced at each other, then took the baton from the wall: "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

The more they walked inside, the louder and louder they became, and when they arrived in front of the cell where Chen Mo was being held, the two of them were dumbfounded when they saw the situation inside.

Six of them stood in a row, covered in wounds, and one seemed to have both arms broken.

But each of them is holding their heads high, looking ahead, singing a red classic.

"The east is red, the sun is rising, and China is ......"

The singing was loud, and it seemed that everyone was using up the last bit of strength in their bodies.

And Chen Mo sat on the bed, looking very enjoyable, listening with his eyes closed, his fingers on the crossed Erlang's legs, rhythmically beating.

It's common to find someone to take revenge in a detention center, but this is the first time I've seen this situation, how powerful is this person who has done six of them......

With shock in their eyes, the two distancing batons smashed on the iron rod and slammed, and the disciplinarian said: "Don't sing, don't sing, what do you sing if you don't sleep at night?

Huang Mao and the others turned their heads and saw that the discipline was coming, and tears of excitement almost fell.

"Huh?" Chen Mo's voice was not loud, but when he heard it in the ears of several people, it made several people's faces change greatly, so the red classic with a uniform and loud singing voice sounded again: "The east is red, the sun is rising, and China is ......."

"I'll tell you to stop singing!" Chen Mo is powerful, but the discipline still doesn't pay attention to it, after all, they are law enforcers, and Chen Mo is a prisoner.

Crash!

Chen Mo casually threw the clothes that were ripped off Huang Mao's body at the feet of the two discipliners, wrapped in them and scattered the wallpaper knives.

"They brought it in, didn't you check it before they came in? Or did you know about it but didn't stop it? They were placed in the same room with me just to kill me?"

"If I tell me about this, will you, including your director, still be able to stay here?"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

The two distancers were dumbfounded, and after going out, they quickly dialed Director Ma's mobile phone, but they didn't get through.

It wasn't until dawn that Director Ma's mobile phone was finally dialed, and after listening to the discipline on duty talk about what was going on, Director Ma immediately felt dizzy.

He can now sing songs every night, delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he is guarding the position of the director of the detention center, if Chen Mozhen pokes this thing out, then everything he has now will turn into a bubble.

At the same time, he also secretly scolded himself in his heart, since Liu Zizhong had already said hello, why did he still promise Zhao Fu to arrange someone to come in? Liu Zizhong's people, can they move casually?

But it's too late to say anything now, and the only solution is to persuade Chen Mo not to talk about it, even if it's to give him some hush money.