Mr. Zhao was betrayed by his subordinates, and he looked inexplicably sad and angry. He looked at Secretary Xiong with gloomy eyes, as long as he could survive this time, this kid surnamed Xiong would inevitably die.

However, this is not the time to teach Secretary Xiong a lesson, Zhao Zhen's mind turned a few times, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"There is no misunderstanding, some are just grudges!" Zhou Xinggun hugged his chest, "Mr. Zhao, I have heard a lot of legends about you, and I have done a lot of things such as forced buying and selling, clever robbery, and raiding and destroying people's homes." ”

"Mr. Zhou, this misunderstanding is too big... I, Zhao, have always been honest and law-abiding in business. The framing of you was made by Pi Yanping on his own, and I, Zhao, had no idea. If I let me know that this bastard is doing such an angry thing behind my back, I will be the first to send him to prison with my own hands!"

Mr. Zhao was stern in his words, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. Zhou Xing coldly looked at how shameless he could be.

"But Pi Yanping has been killed now, and it can be regarded as the retribution of Heavenly Zhaozhao!" Mr. Zhao seemed to be quite relieved about Pi Yanping's death.

Zhou Xing snorted in his nose, these big names are all masters of acting. They couldn't believe a word of what they said.

He didn't listen to Mr. Zhao's nonsense, and instead instructed Secretary Xiong, "Secretary Xiong, you are very good." Please pull up all the curtains in the conference room. Also, move a few chairs to put the door on top of the meeting room. Be careful, don't try to cheat, or be careful that my brother will turn his face and not recognize anyone!"

There are a total of 7 directors of Heavy Oil Investment, and 6 of them came to the meeting today. 4 have been done by Zhou Xing, and now there are still Mr. Zhao and another director, as well as the innocent Secretary Xiong.

Under his killing, Secretary Xiong has a tendency to rebel. Leaving Zhao Zhen and another director is not a cause for concern. Zhou Xing asked Secretary Xiong to work in order to keep the police who might break in at any time.

Secretary Xiong was praised by Zhou Xing and looked ecstatic. It seems that his little life is in hold. He replied ecstatically and began to work.

Pull the curtains and go to the door? This is to fight with them! Mr. Zhao and the directors around him looked at each other, and it seemed that there was a lot of luck today.

Seeing that the defense was useless, Zhao Zhen turned to threaten. "Mr. Zhou, I believe you also know our identity, we are all either rich or expensive. You've already killed 4 of them, and you can't go back and forth again. Now that we are released, Liu Dong and I can still protect your whole body. If we're missing a finger, your whole family will have to pay for it!"

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Zhou Xing raised his hand and shot it, hitting Mr. Zhao's eyebrows. The latter threw himself to the ground with a shocked face.

"Dare to threaten me when you are dying!"

Hearing the gunshot, Secretary Xiong was scared. He was unsteady on his legs and fell to the ground. The curtain on the conference room had been closed by him, but luckily the lights were on, otherwise it would have been pitch black. The front and back doors had been closed by him with chairs, and it would have been difficult for the police to break down the doors from the outside.

Seeing that everything was almost arranged, Zhou Xing shouted at him, "Hey, are you dead?

Zhou Xing gave an order, and Secretary Xiong almost crawled over. "Don't kill me!" Secretary Xiong begged with a sad face.

"You didn't offend me, why should I kill you? Lao Tzu's bullets don't cost money?"

Zhou Xing, the world that makes bullets fly, is not familiar with life, and he finally grabbed a gun, so it is naturally impossible to waste bullets easily. Otherwise, where can I find supplies?

Secretary Xiong kowtowed to Zhou Xing a few times when he heard this. He looked down and saw Mr. Zhao lying on his back in a pool of blood, with a big blood hole on his forehead, and he couldn't help but vomit.

"Mr. Zhou, I didn't offend you! I didn't participate in the company's operation at all. When I get out, I will definitely use my connections to wipe out Zhao Zhen's gang of criminals!" the only remaining director raised his face in flattery. There was pleading, self-deprecation, and dying despair in his eyes.

"Well, seeing that you are so conscious, I will spare you a dog's life!" Zhou Xing killed enough money today, and he was already a little tired.

The director's eyes lit up when he heard this, and it seemed that he had passed the hurdle today. In the future, you must eat fasting and chant Buddha, thank the Buddha for blessing!

At this moment, the strong smell of blood was permeated in the conference room, and the appearance of the directors who were not blind made Zhou Xing instinctively sick to his stomach. If he hadn't been forced to keep his share down, he would have spit it out a long time ago.

For the remaining two people, Zhou Xing was reluctant to waste bullets. He slashed at the major artery in their necks, knocking them unconscious.

After doing all this, he threw up as he clung to the table.

"It's the first time to kill someone in the real world, it's good that you can do this!" The system's comfort made Zhou Xing feel better.

What to do next? The so-called revenge is cool for a while, and the whole family crematorium. The people he killed all had powerful backgrounds. He thought about his parents, younger siblings, what if the family of the deceased retaliated?

"If you want to dominate the whole plane and become the supreme comedian, you have to do it, but you have no worries about your emotions and desires. These worries of yours are purely self-inflicted!"

But there are seven emotions and six desires that have nothing to worry about? So what's the point of becoming supreme? Zhou Xing doesn't believe the system's nonsense.

He wouldn't have thought of any good way to deal with the aftermath for a while. You can only hide in the comedy world first, and then talk about it when you find a way.

If the family of the deceased dares to take revenge, he will come and kill one by one, and two will kill one and a pair. Anyway, he comes and goes freely in the two worlds, as long as you are careful, you are afraid that he will be a ball!

"Listen inside, you're already surrounded! Please lay down your arms, let go of the hostages, and come out and surrender!"

At some point, the police shouted from outside the conference room.

It turned out that the police were coming, and Zhou Xing unconsciously looked at the window. But I saw that the curtains were tightly covered, and no light from the outside could be cast in.

In this case, the sniper is useless!

Zhou Xing lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. I don't know if I will be able to walk freely in the real world in the future, so let's enjoy this moment of freedom for the time being!

Zhou Xing stole half a moment of leisure inside, but at this time, the police outside the conference room were under a lot of pressure. Before the senior inspector who led the team set off, he was called to the office by his boss to give a lecture.

"This mission is very special, the hostages who have been taken are all from all backgrounds, so we must ensure that they are unscathed! If they make any mistakes, not only you and me, but even the local chief, I am afraid that they will not be able to eat and walk around!"

The boss looked solemn and frowned. The ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts, and it seemed to be stressful.

"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!" the senior inspector saluted, his heart heavy.

The words of the boss lingered in the ears of the inspector who led the team from time to time, and the back of his neck was covered with cold sweat. The situation at the scene was very unoptimistic, and the murderer not only had a pistol and other lethal weapons, but also was brutal.

Two security guards with heavy oil investment were shot in the legs, and the killers appeared to have injured people. At this time, there should be a lot of luck in the conference room!

It seems impossible to keep these big men unscathed, and the Senior Inspector can only hope that they will be saved!

Ten minutes had passed since the shouting, and there was still silence in the conference room.

The Senior Inspector made a difficult decision to break down. It took a lot of effort for the police to break open the door to the conference room, which was held up by chairs. They first carefully threw in a few tear gas and smoke bombs, and then lined up to rush in.

The expected shootout scene did not happen, and the police who rushed in found that the murderer was missing from the scene except for the hostages.

"Safe, everything is safe!" waited for his subordinates to give the signal, and the senior inspector who led the team entered the conference room.

When he saw the hostages lying in a pool of blood, he howled in a dry voice, "Ambulance, call the ambulance quickly!"

He probed the snort of the flaw detector and immediately collapsed to the ground. It's over, it's all over!

In addition to the bad news that he was about to be stripped of his police uniform, he also had a big doubt in his mind.

How did the murderer create the murder in the closed room?