Man is just a chess piece between heaven and earth, and no one can escape the tricks of fate, which is the so-called creation and manipulation!

At this moment, Zhao Yang understood this sentence thoroughly.

"Shopkeeper, what should we do now?"

Chen Fuwang also looked at the corpses on the ground, and the blood all over the ground, as well as the shouts of the few people who fled outside in the alley, and panicked a little helpless.

"What else can I do, hurry up!"

Zhao Yang said with a locked expression.

In this era, there is also law and order, and killing someone is the same as breaking the law and paying for your life!

However, this was a dead alley, and before Zhao Yang and Chen Fuwang could walk out of the shop, they were surrounded by a large group of security guards with guns.

Behind the security group, there were also the four ruffians from before, pointing at Zhao Yang and Chen Fuwang, gritting their teeth and being angry: "It's them, it's them who killed Ji Ye!" ”

"How dare you kill someone in broad daylight? Wrap them all up and take them back with me! ”

The head of the security regiment glared at Zhao Yang and roared.

Under this roar, several militiamen directly shackled Zhao Yang and Chen Fuwang.

"The Shopkeeper's ......"

Chen Fuwang, who was shackled, was a little panicked, looking at Zhao Yang and wanting to say something, but seeing Zhao Yang's face and shaking his head calmly, he swallowed back the words in his heart.

Zhao Yang shook his head just to tell Chen Fuwang not to resist, there were dozens of guns on the opposite side, and if he resisted, he might be beaten into a sieve by bullets.

On the contrary, if you endure it, maybe things will have a chance to turn around!

Xianyang City, Police Station.

Zhao Yang and Chen Fuwang were separated into two small dark rooms.

The room was dark and damp, windowless, with two torture instruments in the corner, and the air was filled with a musty smell mixed with the faint smell of blood and fire.

Zhao Yang approached to take a closer look, only to see a large patch of blood splattered on the wall, the blood was mixed with a white viscous object, and a bullet was shot into the wall.

The blood did not completely coagulate, because the entire cramped room had no windows, which caused the air to circulate slowly, so the smell of fire when the gun was fired was completely dissipated.

This shows that there was a murder in this room within half an hour, and the blood splattered on the wall with a white object was brain, a headshot!

It is not uncommon in this day and age that a prisoner may have been executed in this interrogation room without going to public trial or to prison.

But seeing this scene, Zhao Yang's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he had some ominous premonitions.

Because in this era, there is no human rights for prisoners to talk about, just like the darkness of this cramped room at this time.

In addition, Zhao Yang also unexpectedly found that there was still a large red water stain on the dilapidated wooden table in the corner.

But these are not blood, they are cinnabar!

Cinnabar is mixed with water, and the taste is very obvious.

This made Zhao Yang even more puzzled and curious, could it be that cinnabar could also be used for execution?

Is this executed person still a 'zongzi'?

Boom......

At this moment, the iron door of the cramped and dimly lit room was violently pushed open from the outside.

The sunlight outside shone in instantly, and a tall figure stood at the door, the shadow pulling for a long time.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and looked towards the door.

The man at the door was wearing a military uniform, with his hands behind his back, and a tail growing behind his buttocks.

No! It's not the tail, it's the leather whip in his hand behind his back......

When he walked in with a leather whip, Zhao Yang saw his face clearly, it was a man in his forties, people in Guanzhong generally have dark skin, and the same is true for this man, but he is not only dark-skinned, but his eyebrows are also very loose, and his eye sockets are a little sunken, so he looks like a very fierce face.

Zhao Yang subconsciously frowned, and glanced at the open door behind him, Zhao Yang was sure that he could put him down in three seconds, and he still locked his throat, and he didn't even make a sound......

"Boy, someone wants to keep you out!"

Just when Zhao Yang was thinking about his thoughts in his heart, the man who came in also looked at Zhao Yang gloomily and coldly and said.

"Huh?"

Zhao Yang's eyes widened, this man spoke a very heavy Guandong dialect, and Zhao Yang thought that he had heard it wrong

"Boy, count your fate, someone will let you out, but your friend's luck is not so good, if you still want to save your friend's life, don't leave Xianyang City within a month, hurry up!"

The man looked at Zhao Yang again and repeated in a cold and gloomy manner.

Although this time there was still a very heavy Guanzhong dialect, Zhao Yang understood, and was very shocked in his heart, someone really guaranteed himself to go out! But it's only been the fourth day since I came to Xianyang City, and I haven't made any acquaintances, so who can protect myself from getting out?

"What are you doing? Don't want to go? ”

The man with the leather whip looked at the stunned Zhao Yang and reprimanded again.

Zhao Yang reacted completely, and hurriedly took out all the oceans in his pocket with one hand and stuffed them into the man's hand: "This boss, my friend ......"

Before Zhao Yang's words were finished, the man directly put Dayang in his hand into his pocket, and said coldly with a heavy mouthful: "Didn't you understand what I told you just now?" If you don't want that friend of yours to be tortured to death, just stay in Xianyang City and don't leave for a month! ”

Zhao Yang frowned, listening to the tone, it must not make sense.

"That'...... I'm going to take a look at my friend, that's all right, right? Would you please be accommodating, boss? Zhao Yang asked again.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then nodded coldly, then turned around and left, taking Zhao Yang to a small dark room next to him.

Chen Fuwang was locked up inside, but fortunately, he had not been tortured.

"Shopkeeper!"

As soon as Chen Fuwang saw Zhao Yang coming in, he immediately got up and ran over.

"Just give you a minute!"

The middle-aged man stood at the door and said in a gloomy and cold voice.

Zhao Yang immediately looked at Chen Fuwang briefly and said: "Fuwang, someone is protecting me out, for the time being, I don't know who this person is protecting me, you just stay here first, I will definitely find a way to get you out." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yang deliberately lowered his voice to the lowest level, and said in Chen Fuwang's ear: "Remember, we tried not to say anything about the last time, and you will tell the truth what they ask!" ”

"Hmm" Chen Fuwang nodded immediately, knowing in his heart that what Zhao Yang said about the 'last time' must be about the tomb of the emperor of Futuo Kingdom.

"When the time comes, if you really don't want to leave, I'll close the door!"

The middle-aged man's voice came in from outside.

In the end, Zhao Yang patted Chen Fuwang's shoulder heavily, and turned to leave.

After leaving the police station, Zhao Yang kept thinking about who wanted to keep him out.

Thinking about it, there is only one possibility in the entire Xianyang City......

Sure enough, Zhao Yang really guessed correctly.

As soon as he left the police station, Zhao Yang saw an extremely familiar figure at the main entrance of the police station.

This person seems to have been waiting for him at the door of the police station, it is none other than Xing Yunfu, the third aunt of the criminal!

Behind the third aunt of the sentence was followed by two thugs dressed as family members, with box guns pinned to their waists, their expressions were cold and with a sense of evil.

And the third aunt looked at Zhao Yang with an indifferent expression on her face! Especially her bright eyes, obviously with some red threads, filled with anger and hatred, have lost their original clarity.

"Mr. Zhao, you came to my Sixiang Hall in the morning to ask for a hexagram, why did you leave halfway? Now come with me to the Four Elephant Hall! I'll help you finish the hexagram! ”

The third aunt looked at Zhao Yang, who had just walked out of the gate of the police station, and immediately said coldly.

Zhao Yang subconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth, which meant...... The third aunt bailed herself out of the police station just to finish the remaining half of the hexagram? This is really too dedicated, the conscience of the business world......

Fart!

The third aunt must have suspected herself, so she bailed herself out of the police station, and then brought them back to their Sixiang Hall to verify her true identity, and then took revenge with her own hands!

As the saying goes, revenge with one's own hands can truly resolve hatred.

On the way out of the police station, Zhao Yang had already expected this situation in his heart, so he didn't seem very surprised.

In fact, in this case, if Zhao Yang wants to run, there is a chance.

But Zhao Yang didn't think of running.

Because Chen Fuwang is still locked up in the police station, if he runs away like this, Chen Fuwang will definitely die, and he will die very miserably!

So Zhao Yang didn't run, but looked at the third aunt of the sentence and shrugged her shoulders and smiled, and said: "The fate you helped me calculate, I think it should be the current catastrophe, I didn't expect that it was really you who helped me survive this catastrophe, since I have already passed this fate, then let's continue to count the fate again......"

"Mr. Zhao, let's go back to Sixiang Hall and talk about this."

"Please!"

The third aunt made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Yang, but the anger and hatred in her bloodshot eyes were still there......

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