Anxia suddenly appeared behind the monk like a ghost, and the monk didn't even realize when someone was approaching him.

Coupled with the current scene, just like the set of a horror movie, the monk was almost so frightened by Anxia's words that he peed his pants.

The monk turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw An Xia, whose face was like frost, looking at him coldly.

The monk's anger that had just accumulated finally erupted at this moment.

He roared angrily and reached out to grab Anxia's neck.

But Anxia didn't dodge or dodge, just stood there and looked at him so calmly.

Almost at the time of a few tenths of a second, the monk had already sensed that something was wrong, but the action was too violent, and it was too late to take it back at this time.

The white mist in front of him seemed to have life, and a surge came straight to his wrist.

Boom!

The monk was horrified to see a hand suddenly reach out from the white mist and grab his wrist tightly.

In addition to the horror, it was followed by a sharp pain that pierced the heart!

"Ah——!h

The wicked who have nothing to show for themselves become vulnerable in the face of real strength.

With a grunt, the monk immediately knelt in front of An Xia in pain.

The white fog finally dissipated at this moment.

Gu Mu put one hand in the pocket of his pants, and the other hand grabbed the monk's wrist, which gradually emerged from the white mist, as if falling from the sky.

Not only did the white mist around Gu Muzhi and An Xia dissipate, but even the large cloud of smoke and dust that had just enveloped everyone also dispersed.

This will be the case when the situation finally becomes apparent.

Sure enough, the monk's subordinates were all lying on the ground in pain, moaning in pain, just like the few people at the back of the crowd just now.

An Xia looked down at the monk who didn't have the strength to get up at all.

"You are around here, you killed someone, his name is Zheng Jiangong, do you still have to remember him?"

The monk's tears were about to come out, and Gu Muzhi was like a vice, grabbing his wrist so much that it was about to deform.

This arm had been broken by the sixth uncle before, and now it was in Gu Muzhi's hands, and the pain was naturally self-evident.

The monk's face was distorted by the pain.

Li Bing and Di Huaiying were revealed behind the monk, both of them carrying dry powder fire extinguishers that had been emptied.

It turned out that the white smoke just now was made by the two of them.

This will be a monk surrounded by four people, like a wicked person to be judged.

"It hurts...... Hurt!!! ”

An Xia frowned: "It hurts?!" ”

She crouched down and reached out to pat the monk's face.

Syllable!

"When you killed Zheng Jiangong, what means did you use? Does he hurt, did you ask him? ”

The monk was completely frightened.

That night, what he did to Zheng Jiangong is vivid.

The knife fell to the ground and cut a bloody hole in Zheng Jiangong's body.

In the constant blood loss, Zheng Jiangong's footsteps were even faintly unstable.

However, the monk and his subordinates never meant to stop, until finally Zheng Jiangong's blood dried up, and his face was as white as a paper man, and the monk and they left Zheng Jiangong alone in the dark and cold alley, and then turned and left.

When Zheng Jiangong died, there was no one around.

Just like when he came into this world.

Lonely.

An Xia's hand became heavier and heavier, and it slapped on the monk's face again and again.

"Zheng Jiangong is my friend, his debt, no one comes to collect it, then I will ask for it!"

Back to hand.

Li Bing handed a dagger to An Xia.

The monk's eyes were shaken by the cold glow reflected from the dagger, and he immediately contracted violently.

He retreated backwards again and again, for fear that Anxia would bring the dagger close to him.

Gu Muzhi's hand was hard again.

The monk's arm had been twisted and distorted by him, bent in a strange manner.

An Xia said to the monk: "Blood debt and blood repayment!" ”

The tip of the knife slid gently along the monk's arm, a little with a little force.

The monk's screams didn't look like a human anymore.

The touch of the tip of the knife told Anxia that there was already a gap between the two ulnas.

Anxia's other hand grabbed the monk's hair, making him raise his head and look into his eyes.

In an instant, the thick murderous aura pressed the monk to almost suffocate.

An Xia said word by word: "You like to stab people with knives so much, then you must know very well what it feels like for a knife to enter your body?!" ”

Burst!

The tip of the knife cut through the flesh, and the monk's screams suddenly doubled.

Anxia didn't immediately stab all the knives in, but stared at his already distorted eyes, pressing a little bit of force into his hand.

"Ah——! I beg you! Other! Other! I beg you to let me go! I beg you to spare me! ”

An Xia was expressionless, and she had long known this kind of begging for mercy.

The monk is just a gangster who stepped on shit and got to the top.

He doesn't understand morality, let alone what the rules are.

Once this kind of person encounters real hard stubble, he will instantly turn into a straw bale.

Seeing that, the dagger in Anxia's hand had pierced the monk's arm.

The monk struggled to get rid of Gu Muzhi's shackles.

Li Bing and Di Huaiying stepped forward, and the two of them, one left and one right, instantly suppressed the monk from both sides of Mount Tai, making him unable to move at all.

Anxia tightened her grip on the hilt of the knife and slowly twisted the dagger that had been embedded in the monk's arm from side to side.

What she wanted to hear wasn't what she was going to hear.

"Wasn't you arrogant just now? When you killed Zheng Jiangong, was it the same as it is now? ”

The monk was in great pain, but there was no way to break free.

He looked at An Xia pleadingly: "Zheng Jiangong...... He...... I didn't kill him! ”

An Xia's eyes flickered, and he suddenly twisted the dagger again.

"You didn't kill it?! After Zheng Jiangong's death, you became the biggest boss in this area, and you tell me now that this matter has nothing to do with you?! You're an idiot for me! ”

An Xia's anger exploded instantly, and the dagger was clenched in her hand.

The monk wailed again and again, and at this time he could not care about anything else.

He was sweating profusely and on the verge of collapse.

"Yes...... Someone asked for Zheng Jiangong's life...... Someone was going to kill him...... We...... We're just doing things for somebody else! Although Zheng Jiangong died at my hands...... Can someone who really wants his life...... Not me! ”

An Xia narrowed his eyes: "Someone wants Zheng Jiangong's life!" Why? ”

The monk couldn't help but bow his head slightly.

Report Yan Tong out, and his life will not be easy in the future, the reason why he went in last time and was released within a few days is because Yan Tong has something for him to do, if he says Yan Tong now, will it be worse than being caught before? !

After just a few seconds of hesitation, An Xia could already see that this guy was muttering in his heart.

Suddenly, Anxia twisted the dagger in his hand in the opposite direction.

The monk immediately erupted in a scream that was even more terrible than just now.

"Stop...... Stop...... I say...... I say! I say! ”

An Xia's hand loosened slightly.

The monk didn't dare to play tricks anymore: "Yes...... It was Yan Tong, the director of the Municipal Bureau...... She told me to do it......"

When An Xia heard this answer, she was immediately stunned.

Yan Tong?!

Why did she kill Zheng Jiangong?

The two of them are just ordinary subordinates, how could Yan Tong want to get rid of Zheng Jiangong?!

"You're bluffing me!"

An Xia's hand twisted violently again, and the monk was so painful that his saliva was dripping down.

"Nope! No! What I said is true! It was Yan Tong who felt that this Zheng Jiangong was spying on her for someone, so she thought of the opportunity to borrow the mission and use us to get rid of him, so that no one would suspect Zheng Jiangong's death! ”

An Xia's hand finally let go of the dagger, and with both hands, he grabbed the monk's collar and lifted the monk from the ground.

"Say what you just said again!"

The monk was already sweating profusely and was no longer human.

He was so heavily dressed that he almost fainted.

"I ...... What am I talking about...... What I'm saying is true...... Yan Tong...... Yan Tong was worried about Zheng Jiangong...... Will monitor his every move for others...... Place...... So thought of this one-and-done solution...... It is to promote him to the task force...... And then...... Then come here to carry out the mission...... But...... But there was no support...... Just let him ...... Let him die in the line of duty! All this ...... All...... It's all arranged by that Yan Tong! ”

Zheng Jiangong's death, there was actually a conspiracy?!

Why are all the people in charge of themselves involved in this chaotic conspiracy and deception?!

Anxia was furious, and suddenly raised her foot and kicked out of the monk's lower abdomen!

Seven or eight centimeters of high heels, this foot used almost all of Anxia's strength.

The monk barely had time to scream before he gasped and fell heavily on the back.

Then he fainted completely.

Li Bing lowered his head and checked the monk's pulse.

Gu Muzhi looked at him: "Are you dead?" ”

Li Bing got up and shook his head at Gu Muzhi: "Still alive...... But ......"

He looked down again at the water stains that were spreading beneath the monk's body.

The shoe moved to the side, for fear of being touched by the water stain.

That's the monk's urine!

Li Bing continued: "This guy can't harm the girl again in the future, the boss lady just kicked ...... I'm afraid he's been deposed. ”

As the saying goes, all evils and fornication are the first.

The monk is a person, and almost all the crooked brains in his life have been used on the word "color".

At the beginning, I first contacted An Xia because I took a fancy to An Xia's beauty, and today, because of this old problem, not only because I paid the price for killing Zheng Jiangong, but even completely explained the "function" of the rest of my life.

But now Anxia is not happy at all.

Because what the monk said just now, if it is true, it means that Zheng Jiangong's death must be inseparable from Zhuang Sufeng again.

An Xia's cold eyes stared at the motionless monk on the ground.

"If what he said is true...... That Zheng Jiangong's death...... It's going to be in the limelight for Zhuang Su! ”