The mobile phone in the mourning dog's hand was picked up several times and put down several times. He wanted to make a phone call to inquire about the situation, but he was worried that he was about to face bad news.

"Wait, wait, maybe Master Sangma is still in the process of tracking, how can they be so fast!" the mourning dog comforted himself in his heart.

However, time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and Master Sangma and the others, who had been out for five or six hours, did not send any news back.

The ominous premonition in the mourning dog's heart became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and call to inquire about the situation.

However, one by one, the numbers were dialed out but there was no news, the face of the mourning dog became more and more pale, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

After dialing five or six numbers, the mourning dog finally couldn't hold back anymore, and the phone snapped and fell to the ground.

"No, no, no......" The mourning dog muttered to himself, as if stunned.

The doll was rescued, Uncle De got rid of his control, and his biggest hole card, Master Sangma, also lost his news, and now it seems that there is more luck than luck. For a moment, the mourning dog felt like he had lost everything.

After a long time, the mourning dog stood up with a pale face, walked outside, and said to a bodyguard standing at the door: "Take a team of people to Xiaoyang Village immediately!"

"Yes!" the bodyguard quickly took the order.

An hour later, several cars returned to the manor, and the bodyguards walked into the funeral dog's residence, where the funeral dog was in a daze on the sofa.

"How's it going?" asked the mourning dog hurriedly looking up.

The subordinates bowed their heads and said, "The corpses have been found, and I have brought them back!"

"Both?" the mourning dog was stunned for a moment, "Isn't there a single one alive?"

The bodyguard bowed his head.

The mourning dog sat on the sofa, all thoughts were lost. After a long time, he raised his head, and his voice was low: "Take me to see!"

More than thirty bodies were laid out on the grass next to the manor, arranged in three rows. Everyone's death is different, and their expressions are either hideous or painful or incomprehensible or confused.

The mourning dog walked in front of Master Sangma's corpse, and Master Sangma's whole body was shattered by Long Qing's internal organs, and he lost too much blood, and his face looked pale like a zombie. His eyes were closed, and there was not much horror on his face, but the mourning dog could still see the disbelief on his face.

"Even the Mourning Dog Master is no match for him, so who can stop him?" said the Mourning Dog with a miserable laugh to himself.

The bodyguard standing next to the mourning dog looked at the mourning dog with some consternation, obviously thinking about who he was the boss said!

Gradually, many patrolling bodyguards also gathered and quietly looked at the corpses on the ground. There are a lot of people they know well, but now they are all lying here. Although everyone here is a gangster, I have never seen the corpses of so many colleagues at one time.

Dozens of people lowered their heads and looked at the corpses quietly, and a sad aura spread through the manor.

After killing the pursuers sent by the mourning dogs, Long Qing returned to the hotel. The mourning dog has now lost the hole card of the doll, so that Uncle De has escaped control, and has lost the backing of Master Sangma, it can be said that the hungry wolf has lost its minions, and has basically completely lost its threat, and then, it is easy for Long Qing to fiddle with him.

Long Qing briefly recounted what happened to Yingzi, and Yingzi nodded: "No wonder this Shar Pei dared to do such a crazy thing, it turned out that it was backed by a Dan Dao master." ”

Long Qing asked, "What are you going to do with the mourning dog next?"

Yingzi said coldly: "I want him to spit out everything he gets, so that he can't survive and die!"

A car was parked in front of a luxurious villa, Uncle De stepped down from the car and said to the bodyguard at the door: "Go in and talk to Hou Xing, just say that Jiang Chengde wants to see you!"

Hou Xing usually doesn't participate in the affairs of the gang, so his bodyguards are not familiar with the bosses of the Fuqing Gang.

"Sir, wait a minute!" the bodyguard didn't dare to slack off, and immediately went in to report. After a while, he hurriedly came in, "Mr. Jiang, please come in." ”

In the hall, Hou Xing saw Uncle De walk in, stood up and smiled: "Uncle De is here, I don't know what to see?"

"I don't dare to be taught, I have something to confess to Mr. Hou. Uncle De said lightly.

Hou Xing was a little surprised, and said, "Uncle De, please speak!"

"I came this time mainly to expose to Mr. Hou the two things in the gang that lost the hearts of the wolves! The first is the mourning dog, this brute kidnapped my grandson doll half a month ago, and wanted to blackmail me to assassinate the third master! The second brute is me, I was coerced by him, and ungrateful drugged the third master, which eventually led to the tragic death of the third master!" Uncle De said loudly.

Hou Xing looked at Uncle De with an incredulous expression, and after a long time, he smiled dryly: "Uncle De, don't be joking, the third master died of myocardial infarction, and we all know it." You don't have to beat yourself up too much!"

Uncle De said coldly: "I'm not kidding, the third master's heart attack was caused by me drugging him, and the medicine was given to me by the mourning dog." ”

Hou Xing was silent for a long time, and said: "Uncle De, such a big thing, empty words can't be used to accuse mourning dogs!"

"Don't you just want proof, I have it!" Uncle De said, took out a mobile phone, and said, "There are some chat records between me and him, you can see it at a glance." Also, my grandson doll was kidnapped by his men, my grandson can testify to this, and in addition, Miss Yingzi's brother can also testify!"

Hou Xing took the phone, checked it casually, fell silent, and said slowly: "Uncle De, do you know what the consequences of these text messages will be if they are leaked?"

Uncle De laughed miserably: "Of course I know." But I have a wolf heart and a dog's lungs, and I assassinate the third master, no matter what the result is, I can accept it. But I must not let the mourning dog, the beast who assassinated the third master, ascend to the position of the boss. I will not only show you these evidences, but also all the bigwigs in the gang, and when the time comes, how to punish it will be handled according to the gang rules, and I, Jiang Chengde, will bear it with all my might!"

Hou Xing let out a breath and asked, "Uncle De, how many of these things do I know?"

Uncle De said: "Before you, I have already told Wang Hai, and next, I will visit all the big guys in the gang before I implore the conference!"

"Then you go back first, and wait until the plea meeting to make a decision!" Hou Xing said.

"The mourning dog is not dead, I am uneasy!" Uncle De left a sentence and turned away.

Looking at Uncle De's resolute back, Hou Xing's eyes were obscure, and he whispered to himself: "Mourning dog, mourning dog, should I say that you are smart or should I say that you are stupid? You dare to blackmail Uncle De to assassinate the third master, admire and admire!"