Chapter 120: The Aftermath of Misfortune
"Whoa!"
A bucket of cold water splashed the unconscious Wu Haoming awake.
Wu Haoming's head is not very sober, but he has already felt something as a special soldier.
Licking the cold water flowing down from his face, Wu Haoming couldn't help but smile bitterly, he thought that the army that left would be able to abandon the past, but he didn't expect that there were always people who wanted to remind him of the past.
In the past, after being caught by the enemy, he was tortured and interrogated until he was half dead, but he didn't expect that after many years, he would try this experience again. "Smack!"
When a person saw that Wu Haoming was awake, he walked over and slapped Wu Haoming in the face.
"Raise your head!" Wu Haoming was slapped a lot more sober, he raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, and secretly looked at the surrounding environment.
It seems to be a basement, and the ventilation doesn't seem to be very good, and the musty smell is very strong.
There were only a few lights in the empty basement that were not too bright, and more than a dozen men, with two people in mind, stood in front of Wu Haoming.
"Is he the man you want?" asked a man in a checkered shirt and sitting in a chair, surrounded by the crowd.
"Brother Hong, that's him!" said another young man.
The moment Wu Haoming saw this young man, a smile appeared on his face, because he knew this person, this man was the one who framed the team several times, but was unsuccessful, Zheng Xin.
"Smack!"
Seeing that Wu Haoming actually laughed, the man standing next to him slapped him in the face again.
Wu Haoming turned his face to the side after being beaten, and when he turned back, there was already another slap mark on his face.
"I remember you, I really didn't expect you to come back for revenge!"
"Heh!"
Zheng Xinyin smiled coldly and stood up from the chair: "This is thanks to Liu Jie! If he hadn't let me go, I'm afraid I would have turned into dust by now." ”
"Liu Jie, he is too kind of a woman. The corners of Wu Haoming's mouth were bleeding, but he was still smiling.
The man standing on the side just wanted to make a move, but Zheng Xin waved his hand to stop his movements.
"You're right, if it weren't for Liu Jie's kindness, how could I have lived until now. ”
Zheng Xin's smile was unusually cold, making people feel very uncomfortable.
"Zheng Xin, I won't be involved in your private affairs, you can do it yourself!" After Brother Hong finished speaking, he got up and left.
Fifth, the man also followed Brother Hong away, and the others still stood in place, not moving.
Zheng Xin watched Brother Hong walk out of the basement, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled disdainfully.
"You want to replace him?"
Hearing Wu Haoming's words, the smile on Zheng Xin's face became much calmer: "Well, but I can't let him know, but you know it's okay, anyway, you will die soon!"
"How did you find me? Shouldn't your enemy be Liu Jie?" Wu Haoming asked, the usual trick used by decency is to use the simplest but best way to trick the villain's words before he is about to be killed by the villain, so as to get some unexpected information.
"Liu Jie must die, but you were also an accomplice that night, so you must also die. Zheng Xin waved his hand and let the others leave.
After everyone left the basement, Zheng Xincai pulled the chair closer to Wu Haoming, sat down, looked at Wu Haoming and said, "Do you know......?
Pouting, Zheng Xin smiled: "Although it is uncomfortable, I also enjoy it very much, and it is also unforgettable." ”
"That person was the second leader of the Red Gun Society just now?"
"Well, do you know him?" Zheng Xin frowned slightly, puzzled.
"I don't know, but you have the guts to catch me, I won't believe it at all if you don't have a backer. Wu Haoming wanted to move his shoulders, but his whole body was tied to the iron frame and couldn't move at all.
"You're so smart. When Zheng Xin heard this, his brows furrowed, he rubbed his fingers, and said, "Yes, he is from the Red Gun Society, but the previous boss was killed by him, and he is now the boss." ”
"Have your share too!"
For the Red Gun Club, Wu Haoming still knows a little.
The Red Gun Society was founded by a bald man who was good at using the Red Gun, Lin Guangyong.
Together with the Black Knife Gang and the White Robe Alliance, they are known as the three major underground forces in the Eighth District.
Unlike the other two major forces, the industry of the Red Gun Society is very white, and the white color makes people hardly think that the Red Gun Society is actually an underground force.
Zheng Xin looked at Wu Haoming, and suddenly stood up and hit Wu Haoming with two knees in the abdomen.
With a sweet voice, Wu Haoming felt a burst of cramps in his abdomen.
"I'm sorry!"
Zheng Xin rubbed Wu Haoming's abdomen embarrassedly, and sat back in the chair: "You know so much, don't pay a price, my heart is not very balanced." ”
Wu Haoming didn't speak, but he was thinking in his heart, how to escape from here?
After being silent for a while, Zheng Xin spoke: "When I left the Black Knife Gang, I took a lot of money with me, and it was because of my money that Hong Dong let me stay in the Red Gun Society." In fact, Hong Dong, like Liu Jie, is an ambitious person, he has long been dissatisfied with his boss, but because he has no power in his hands, many people will be loyal to Lin Guangyong. ”
"After solving me, the next one is Liu Jie, right?"
"Yes!"
Zheng Xin nodded, and then said: "Actually, if you didn't have to make a wolf wild, I might have dealt with you later." But there's no way, the influence of the wolf is too great, if I don't solve you now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to do it to you in the future. Alright, that's all that needs to be said, you can go on the road with peace of mind!"
Zheng Xin said as he picked up a slender knife from the table next to him.
The blade is long, thin, and somewhat katana-like.
However, the handle of the knife is very long, half an arm's length.
Zheng Xin took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it on the knife.
Although the basement was dimly lit, it could not stop the long knife from blooming its own cold glow.
Wu Haoming's eyes narrowed slightly, it was really a good knife.
Sharp, but not aggressive.
Cold, but not murderous.
Such a knife, held in the hand, is a real weapon.
Zheng Xin held the knife in his hand, and the momentum of the whole person seemed to have become much colder.
The cold blade slowly rested on Wu Haoming's neck.
Zheng Xin also changed from holding a knife with one hand to holding a knife with both hands.
Lifting it slightly, and then putting it down, Zheng Xin repeatedly placed the blade of the knife on Wu Haoming's neck.
Looking at Wu Haoming's face without any change, he was very uncomfortable.
In the past, when he put a knife on someone's neck, he would hear the sound of begging for mercy, but this time he .......
Zheng Xin smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and with force in his hand, the blade of the knife instantly left a thin wound on Wu Haoming's neck.
Warm blood, flowing from the elongated wound.
Zheng Xin looked at Wu Haoming's face, and saw that his expression still hadn't changed, and he couldn't help but be angry.
"Whew!"
Zheng Xin brandished the knife and drew an arc in the air, about to cut off Wu Haoming's head.
"Poof!
After the sound of breaking the air, Zheng Xin's eyebrows and neck already had two more blood holes.