Whether pouring cold water can make people who faint wake up, Xia Le doesn't know.

But as it turns out, boiling water definitely does.

After washing his hair with boiling water, the producer awoke from his coma.

Feeling the intense pain of boiling water on his skin, he closed his eyes and let out a terrible cry like killing a pig.

"Ah!!h

Because of the intense pain, the producer subconsciously wanted to struggle.

But soon he was horrified to find that he was tied up from hand to foot like a pig.

Under the light, the producer endured the sharp pain on his face and opened his eyes, and immediately saw Xia Le with an expressionless face.

"Is that you?"

The producer's expression changed drastically, and he knew that a catastrophe was coming, and he was terrified.

Hasn't this Chinese been sunk in the river?

As soon as he exclaimed, Xia Le's right hand wearing plastic gloves was raised high and stabbed hard at the producer's thigh.

Poof!

A fruit knife about fifteen centimeters long flickered with a dazzling cold light in the light, and was swung out by Xia Le so hard that it almost sank into the producer's thigh.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

"Ah!!h

Because of the severe pain, the producer trembled all over his body and screamed uncontrollably again.

But the soundproofing of this superior apartment is quite good. Coupled with the fact that Xia Le turned on the sound to the maximum TV, the surrounding residents did not find anything wrong.

At most, I think the neighbor's voice is too noisy, is it too much drinking.

gave the producer two blows first, Xia Le gave himself a sigh, and then asked him.

"Who are you trading with today?"

Afraid of being tortured by pain again, the producer hurriedly excused himself.

"It's Frank! Those people are Frank de Amick's men! It's they who must kill you, and it has nothing to do with me! ”

Hearing the name, Xia Le showed a puzzled look.

"Frank? Who's that? ”

I've never heard of it.

Looking at Xia Le's appearance, the producer completely said what he knew like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

"Frank is a big drug lord, and he is responsible for more than 30% of the illegal drug business in New York! Recently, there was a group of people who specialized in sabotaging his business and killing his little brother, so they came to me to catch up with him! ”

Charle took the producer's mobile phone and looked up the information of Chafrank de Amique on the Internet.

Thanks to the almighty Google and the modern developed network, Charle quickly found several suspects.

He showed the producer.

The producer squinted at the boiling water, which had several large blisters burned, and pointed out Frank from among several people.

In addition to being a big drug lord, Frank also has a company.

The company building is also located near New York's Wall Street, which is the most famous in the Manhattan area.

Xia Le knew something about whether it was Kim or Frank, and these gang members had to open one or even several companies.

In the United States, you have to pay taxes whether you are doing a legal business or an illegal business, or even a leather business!

In the United States, people pay taxes as long as they live.

There is a famous saying in the U.S. tax department – only death and paying taxes are inevitable.

Under the extremely high-pressure tax policy, even the money exchange between gangs needs to set up companies, all kinds of clever names, and steal pillars to turn a lot of illegal income into legal income.

For this, they even have to pay taxes like serious businessmen.

If you offend the NYPD, at best, the Special Tactics Team will come to you with stun bombs and bazookas.

But if you dare not pay the tax, then the staff of the tax office will come to the door in a tank to collect the tax!

After identifying Frank, the producer also told Xia Le how to find the gang members who had sunk him in the river today.

He pleaded with Xia Le.

"Leave me alone! I've told you everything I know! I still have money! The password to the safe is 423196, and there are more than 200,000 dollars in it! Please spare my life! ”

Xia Le turned around and walked into the bedroom, found the safe that the producer said, opened it with a password, and sure enough, he found more than twenty stacks of US bills that exuded a strong smell of ink.

In addition to this, there was a Colt pistol and a box of cartridges.

Looking at the money, Xia Le smiled very happily.

"What a good harvest."

Although money is said to be something like life that does not bring about death and does not bring it away, it is better than nothing.

More is better than less.

Xia Le returned to the producer and asked him.

"Do you believe in light?"

"Light?"

Hearing Xia Le ask, the producer showed a blank expression.

Without waiting for him to answer, Xia Le directly pulled out the fruit knife inserted in the producer's body.

There was no blade to block the wound, and the blood gushing out suddenly became even more powerful.

"Ahh

The producer screamed in pain.

He watched Xia Lego raise the fruit knife stained with his own blood, and hurriedly shouted in horror.

"I believe, I believe in the light!"

"No, you don't believe it."

Xia Le shook his head slightly, eight teeth dewed.

He asked again with a gentle smile at the producer.

"Do you believe in light?"

Looking at Xia Le's cold smile like a demon on his face, the producer's body was constantly trembling because of fear, and his urine was about to come out.

With tears streaming down his face, he begged Xia Le for mercy.

"I believe it! I truly believe in light! You have to trust me! ”

Seeing that he succumbed so quickly, or twice, Xia Le didn't believe it at all.

Because there is no change in the light energy column in the system!

His expression changed, and his expression immediately became fierce.

Xia Le stretched out his left hand, clasped the wound on the producer's thigh, and scolded loudly while poking it around.

“F**K U！ You Bichi don't believe in light at all! Write to me! Write to me! ”

"Ahh Yes! ”

The wound on the thigh was further damaged, and the producer let out screams and cries of pain again.

He wept and writhed like a caterpillar, hiding from Xia Le's torture and crying.

"I believe it! I really believe it! ”

When a little light energy finally rose in the system, Xia Le nodded with satisfaction and withdrew his hand.

When the producer was just relieved, Xia Le suddenly made a move and used a fruit knife to insert it directly into the producer's throat from the side.

"I'm sorry, your light is too cheap."

With a knife in the neck, the producer's body trembled violently.

"Ho, ho!"

He wanted to scream and breathe, but blood gushing out of the ruptured veins kept pouring into his trachea, making it impossible for the producers to speak.

Soon, the producer's eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

Here is another 4 points of light energy in Xia Le's account.

Lead people to a wave of light, punish adultery and eliminate evil.

I win twice, it equals a win-win!

After the producer's death, Charlotte rummaged through the cabinets, took the dollars and guns in the safe, as well as all the valuables in the room, and faked it as a crime scene of a burglary.

System: (°ー°〃)

Why is this user so skilled?

What the hell did he do before!