Wang Biao immediately understood what Lin Minghua meant, and lowered his voice and said, "I understand, boss!

After all, Lin Minghua has seen the world, although he is more impulsive than usual at the moment, he has not completely lost his mind, and quickly reminded Wang Biao: "Don't do it in the hotel, the impact will be too bad." It would be better to take him out of the hotel and sink him into the sea with a stone tied to him, so that at most he will be missing and not murdered. Either you create the illusion of suicide or an accident, or you can adapt to it. ”

"I got it. Wang Biao smiled at Lin Minghua and said, "You just wait for my good news!"

Lin Minghua nodded and said, "I'm still living in the old place tonight, come to me after you finish your errands, and let's go back to Nanyang together tomorrow to avoid the limelight." ”

Wang Biao nodded and walked silently into the darkness. Wang Biao used to be a guerrilla in Nanyang, and he really did a lot of killing. But then the team was broken up, and he became Lin Minghua's bodyguard.

Wang Biao himself also knows that in a civilized society, you can't do those things that fight and kill at will. However, he still can't forget the exciting feeling when he kills, and when he thinks of what he is about to do, Wang Biao can't help but feel his blood boiling, and he is full of anticipation for what will happen next.

After leaving Happy Valley, Wang Biao called Lao Zhou, and after asking Xiao Ping about the hotel and room number, he immediately rushed over non-stop. After carefully camouflaging on the road, Wang Biao found Xiao Ping's room and rang the doorbell after making sure that there was no one around.

Because he accidentally brought up the topic of "who has been ruined", Xiao Ping can only stay alone in the empty room tonight. He was watching TV when he heard the doorbell ring.

The first thought that flashed through Xiao Ping's mind. It's Zhang Yuxin who changed her mind and came to find herself. Xiao Ping, who was very happy, didn't think much about it at all, and immediately ran over and opened the door.

Driven by hormones. Xiao Ping's speed is comparable to that of a cheetah. Before Wang Biao's fingers could be removed from the doorbell, the door had already been opened with a "whoosh". Wang Biao didn't expect Xiao Ping's reaction speed to be so fast. Instead, I was taken aback.

At the same time, Xiao Ping also saw clearly that it was not Zhang Yuxin outside the door at all, but a man wearing sunglasses and a beard. So Xiao Ping's lust instantly turned into anger, and he immediately asked coldly, "Who are you looking for?"

Wang Biao didn't expect Xiao Ping to open the door so quickly, and he didn't even have time to take out the gun hidden in his clothes, so he hurriedly pushed Xiao Ping hard, wanting to get him into the room first.

Xiao Ping's strength at this time is comparable to that of a brute bull, even if he is not prepared, it is not something that Wang Biao can push. Wang Biao, who was pushing Xiao Ping with all his might, not only did not get his wish, but he stumbled backwards.

Wang Biao's reaction was not slow. In such a short period of time, he had already taken out the pistol in his arms and aimed at Xiao Ping. Although he failed to push Xiao Ping into the room, Wang Biao believed that as long as he had a gun in hand, he could still control the situation quickly.

However, Xiao Ping's reaction speed was completely beyond Wang Biao's imagination. Seeing that the strange man took out a pistol, Xiao Ping immediately made a move, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed Wang Biao's hand holding the gun.

Wang Biao instinctively pulled the trigger, and the silencer pistol made a slight "pounce" sound, and both bullets hit the ceiling of the room. After two shots were fired. Wang Biao only felt that Xiao Ping's hands were getting tighter and tighter like a vice. In pain, he could no longer hold the weapon, so he had to let go and let the pistol fall to the ground.

Xiao Ping kicked the pistol into the room, and at the same time, with a slight force, he pulled Wang Biao into the room. The door closed with a bang. Wang Biao's nightmare also officially began.

Wang Biao was a bandit in the past, although his life was much more stable after mixing with this Lin Minghua, the fierce aura on his body did not decrease in the slightest. Although the pistol was lost. But he didn't panic, and pulled out the dagger that never left his body and stabbed at Xiao Ping.

If Xiao Ping is an ordinary person. At this time, he must have been injured by Wang Biao's men. However, in terms of strength and speed alone, Xiao Ping has long been beyond the scope of ordinary people. Therefore, Wang Biao's ferocious attack was not a threat to Xiao Ping at all. He slapped the opponent's dagger with a casual palm, and then a series of stormy attacks followed.

Wang Biao's skills are naturally not bad, but in the face of Xiao Ping, he is like a kindergarten child fighting with an adult, and he has no ability to fight back at all. Xiao Ping hated Wang Biao's attempt to assassinate him, and made up his mind to give him a little bitterness. Although Xiao Ping deliberately collected a lot of strength, so as not to really beat Wang Biao to death, the parts he chose to attack were all the softest and most sensitive places on the human body, and every punch could cause the most pain to the other party.

This good fight wiped out Wang Biao's sharp spirit. Wang Biao, who was still bent on the pleasure of killing, is now like a wet quail, squatting in the corner of the wall with his hands to protect his head, just hoping to survive this beating.

After a round of punching and kicking, the depression in Xiao Ping's heart also dissipated a lot, and then he stopped and asked, "Who sent you?"

Although Wang Biao, who was beaten, had no power to resist at all, he still said stubbornly: "If you want to kill, you will kill, I will not say it!"

"Hey, it's pretty crazy!" Xiao Ping sneered: "Okay, just look at how hard your bones are!"

Xiao Ping picked up Wang Biao's dagger as he spoke, slashed a few times on the wooden coffee table in the living room, and then slapped it on the countertop with a random palm. With a "bang", the hard hardwood countertop shattered into very regular pieces, and the square pieces were exactly the same size, as if they had been measured with a ruler.

This situation made Wang Biao secretly frightened. He was well aware of the quality of his dagger, and while it was indeed very sharp, it was not strong enough to cut through such a thick hardwood at will. The only possibility is that Xiao Ping's hands are terrifyingly strong, and it is all thanks to his huge strength that the dagger can cut the countertop.

This also made Wang Biao understand that Xiao Ping didn't do his best in the fight just now, as long as he wanted, he could be put to death at any time. This made Wang Biao look at Xiao Ping with a little more fear, and it didn't matter as much as just now.

"This dagger is good. Xiao Ping played with Wang Biao's dagger and said to him unhurriedly: "From now on, if my question is not answered, a protruding part will be cut off from you." Starting with the nose, then the fingers, the toes, the palms, the arms, if you hold on long enough, it will eventually become a human stick!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Ping paused for a moment, and deliberately smiled at Wang Biao: "Don't worry, I run a farm, and when the time comes, I will transport you back to the field, and maybe you can grow into a complete person in a few years!"

Looking at Xiao Ping, who looked as usual, Wang Biao was very confident that he would definitely do this, but he still reluctantly said: "Don't scare me, if you do this, you are abusing lynching and killing, and you can't escape the punishment of the law!"

"A killer actually talks to me about the law, it's too ironic to insist!" Xiao Ping complained with a smile, and suddenly threw a document in front of Wang Biao and shouted: "Look what this is?!"

Wang Biao suspiciously picked up the document and looked at it, only then did he realize that Xiao Ping was still a member of the National Security Bureau. At this time, his last hope was also shattered, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

I thought that the other party was just a businessman with a little background, but it turned out that he was still a person from the National Security Bureau, and now Wang Biao was completely confused. If he knew in advance that Xiao Ping had this identity, he would never dare to do anything unfavorable to him.

And now there is a more urgent question in front of Wang Biao - how to answer Xiao Ping's question. Now Wang Biao absolutely believes that Xiao Ping will use the means he said to extract a confession. Anyway, he is a member of the National Security Agency, and if he uses a random reason of "endangering national security", no one will make irresponsible remarks about his approach.

Xiao Ping, of course, saw the slight change in Wang Biao's expression, dragged him into the bathtub with an expressionless face, and put the cold dagger on his face and asked coldly, "Who sent you?"

When the cold dagger was attached to Wang Biao's face, his psychological defense line had collapsed, and he immediately shouted: "Lin Minghua, Lin Minghua sent me!"

"Sure enough, it was him. Wang Biao's answer was not bad, Xiao Ping expected, he gently patted Wang Biao's face with a dagger and asked, "Where is Lin Minghua now?"

Anyway, he had already spoken, and it would be much easier to answer other questions, Wang Biao immediately said: "He is now on the top floor of the Grand Gateway Building, waiting for me to meet him." ”

"Very good, take me to him. Xiao Ping put away the dagger, pulled Wang Biao up from the bathtub and said, "Look, as long as you cooperate, you won't suffer, why should you be a man who can't get along with yourself?"

Facing Xiao Ping, who was absolutely superior in strength, Wang Biao didn't dare to say a word. He walked in front silently and left the hotel under Xiao Ping's watchful eye. The two got into a taxi and arrived in front of Grand Gateway Building not long after. This is a high-end commercial and residential building with more than 30 floors, and Lin Minghua can live on the top floor, which shows that he lives quite comfortably here.

Xiao Ping and Wang Biao took the elevator to the top floor, there are only two units here, Wang Biao pointed to Block A on the east side and said, "This is it." ”

Along the way, Wang Biao had no idea of running away at all. After all, Xiao Ping's strength is much stronger than him, and if he wants to escape, he can only ask for hardship. Besides, Xiao Ping still has the identity of the National Security Bureau, even if he escapes, he can't go to the police for help, and there is no hope of getting out safely.

Wang Biao's principle has always been that since you can't resist, you can only endure it obediently. So along the way, he was surprisingly cooperative, and Xiao did what Wang Biao said, which really helped him suffer a lot less.

At Xiao Ping's suggestion, Wang Biao rang the walkie-talkie of the access control system.

Not long after Wang Biao pressed the bell, Lin Daoming's nervous voice sounded on the walkie-talkie: "Who is it?" (To be continued.) )

PS: Thanks to the book friend "Lonely, Jogging", "luoke000" for the reward.