The scene was dangerous, with so many people carrying weapons in their hands, Yang Chong knew that this situation could not be advanced head-on. After avoiding a few sword lights, Yang Chong retreated. Grab both hands on the iron ladder next to the bed to climb up to bed. The green tendons in his arms burst out, and Yang Da shouted and removed a section of iron pipe. Take it in your hand.

When the crowd rushed over saw this scene, their scalps were numb. Yang Chong didn't give them the slightest time to think about it, grabbed the iron pipe with both hands, and jumped high and hit a heavy ** on the head of a person. The sound of loud tapping echoed throughout the room.

The sound of the blow set the scene on fire like the bell of the beginning of a great battle.

Because the scene was small, Yang Chong was also cut in several places. But it didn't affect Yang Chong's movements in the slightest, and the iron pipe was like a scythe of death harvesting the lives of the people on the field.

The crowd outside was surging more and more, and Yang Chong was becoming more and more courageous. The venue gradually shifted from the room to the outside hallway. The corridor was already surrounded by more than a dozen people, all with fierce faces and fierce lights in their eyes, and rushed towards Yang Chong, who was still standing, with daggers in their hands.

The iron pipe on Yang Chong's hand already had dozens of white marks scratched by the dagger, and a trace of sparks flashed every time he hit it.

In an instant, sparks flew on the field, mixed with silver-white sword light flying. Someone in the crowd kept screaming and falling to the ground.

After a while, as the last scream fell, Yang Chong finally fell to his knees, gasping for breath. Blood was gushing from several wounds on his body.

Most of the captives were alarmed by what had happened here, and they were all lying on the glass above the iron door and watching outside. After the originally gray eyes saw the fall of those who had imprisoned them for a long time, a ray of hope emerged. As if they had made an appointment, they frantically knocked on the iron door. There was a clanging sound.

"Get me out!

"Please, save me. I want to get out. ”

"I miss my dad, I miss my mom. Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. I was wrong......"

Shouts and cries echoed through the basement. The desire to survive drove them, desperately trying to grasp Yang Chong's life-saving straw.

Yang Zhong recovered for a while, and after a little strength, he took out the set of keys from his arms. Then one by one, the iron doors in front of them were opened. For every time someone was released, one person cried loudly. After crying, he kept kowtowing to Yang Chong. And as soon as some people came out, they desperately rushed to the man who had just fallen to the ground, biting them with their teeth and kicking them. Tearing at their bodies. There was a glint of revenge in his eyes.

They have been suppressed for too long, and these suppressed emotions are released at this moment, and the energy is quite large.

Yang Chong didn't care about their movements, and to such a point, he was benevolent and righteous. Dragging his still bleeding body, Yang Zhong picked up the small fish on his back and rushed out.

...

"According to the report of this family, last night the Jiangdu police smashed a huge human trafficking organization. More than 40 imprisoned people were rescued at the scene. This is the largest case of human trafficking in recent years. According to the prisoners at the time, the case was solved because of a mysterious person wearing a black dress and a black mask. Now the police are searching for this person in question. And the cause of this case, the police also said that they would further investigate and not let go of an extralegal fanatic. ”

In a large hall, a group of people sat around a large dining table. The table is topped with a variety of delicious meals with an enticing aroma. But the atmosphere at the table was not as warm as it had been, but rather very dreary, and most people bowed their heads deeply. Keep your hands under the table.

Most of the people sitting at the table were middle-aged, but sitting at the head of the table was a fair-skinned young man. This reversal of the scene is very strange. But at this moment, no one dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction. The young man's black hair was combed upside down, revealing his forehead. The face is delicate. The body is not strong, but it can be seen to be very powerful. But what seemed very incongruous was that he had a black gauze covering his left eye, and a silver cane on the edge of his seat. I think there is also a problem with the legs and feet.

With a smile on his face, the young man looked at the people around him who lowered their heads and slowly spoke, "Let's talk to me. What do you think when you see this report? ”

The crowd remained silent, and most of them buried their heads lower.

The young man did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and slowly took the knife and fork in front of him and cut off a piece of beef placed on the plate in front of him and put it into his mouth. After a few chews, he said, "Today's beef is not bad." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to an obese middle-aged man sitting on his right and asked, "Sixth Uncle, what do you think?"

An obese middle-aged man was sitting on a seat, his fat face covered with cold sweat. But he didn't dare to wipe it with a tissue, and said slowly: "Yes, Boss Xia." The beef was good today. ”

"yes, good beef. But this meal ......," said the young man, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he continued with a cold expression: "I have eaten very tastelessly. Sixth uncle, explain to me what happened last night. I remember that the factories in the suburbs were always under your care. ”

Seeing the young man's face turn cold, the sixth uncle almost fell to the ground without a weak body. With a pleading look on his face, he said to the young man, "Boss Xia." I'm damned! I didn't take care of it! No one could have imagined that someone would suddenly come to the factory last night to make trouble. ”

"Tell me. Where were you last night. The young man slowly cut another piece of beef and put it in his mouth and said.

"This ......" Uncle Six's face fell into embarrassment, and his expression was anxious.

"Uncle Zhu. Report the whereabouts of Uncle Six last night. The young man said to another middle-aged man with glasses sitting to his left.

The middle-aged man with glasses pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Yes." Last night, Song Liu had dinner with Zhang Hua at the Haoting Hotel between six and eight o'clock in the evening. During this period, Song Liu went to the toilet twice, and then after 8 o'clock, Song Liu drove to the place of his lover He Min in the Langham Villa area, and stayed until 9 o'clock in the morning. ”

When Song Liu heard the middle-aged man's words, he fell to his knees and said, "Boss Xia." I was wrong!

"Drinking, eating, playing with women. Uncle Sixth is really good Yaxing. Xia Lei ignored Song Liu's plea for mercy and said with a sneer.

As soon as Song Liu wanted to open his mouth to continue talking, the knife in Xia Lei's hand flashed through his throat like a silver snake. Then a trace of blood appeared in Song Liu's throat, and slowly the blood line became bigger and bigger, and a large stream of blood gushed out. Song Liu clutched his hands around his throat, and a strange cooing sound came out of his mouth. Blood leaked from between his fingers, and after a few moments he lay on the ground without a sound.

Zhang Hua, who had dinner with Song Liu last night, was horrified when he saw this scene, and the uncontrollable fear kept emerging.

The young man's eyes glanced at Zhang Hua with fear on his face, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, don't be excited. I'm sure this has nothing to do with you. ”

Zhang Huaru heard the fairy sound, and quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you Boss Xia for your understanding!"

"Go and report the matter to the police, and the culprit Song Liu has committed suicide at home due to social pressure. The young man wiped the blood from the knife with a white cloth and said, "The factory is on hold for the time being. All the resources under Song Liu's banner are handed over to Uncle Zhu to deal with. In addition, Song Liu's lover He Min was disposed of and sunk into the river. ”

"Yes. Uncle Zhu replied without the slightest emotion on his face.

"I don't want the same thing to happen again, I hope you know it. The young man put down his knife and fork and glanced at everyone sitting around him.

The people sitting around hurriedly nodded desperately to show their loyalty.

After the young man finished speaking, he grabbed the crutches by the side of the seat, stood up, and limped towards the door.