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Chapter 89

Mr. Chen's eyes seemed soaked in cold rain, he looked up at Uncle Pang, and asked again: "Who?"

Raindrops dripped down the bamboo roof, and Teng Cuo heard every sound.Behind the chaos spreads a gloomy sky, everything and everyone in the winter rain is cold and frightening.

Uncle Pang opened his mouth to answer, but everything seemed to slow down. In just a few seconds, Teng Cuo had already had many possibilities in his mind.

There are night-born people in Yufang City. Although Teng Cuo and Xiao Guo have asked Tan Yanxiao to arrange someone to continue the bartender Xiao Guo's life trajectory in the city, the deployment and actual operation of the police will take time.Assuming that Yesheng's people had already investigated Xiao Guo's identity and geographical location in the past dozen hours, he might indeed get rid of Teng Cuo's thoughts.It is impossible for Mr. Chen to let him go. Teng Cuo can either reason sophistry, or the only way is to kill him.

The gun is useless, and the bamboo piece in his pocket can get him out from the second floor.But after going down, there are dozens of bodyguards with guns.He needs to grab a gun, and he needs a car.Or he could directly kidnap Mr. Chen and negotiate with Ye Sheng and Ye Jianxi.

Uncle Pang lowered his waist slightly, and said to Mr. Chen, "It's Yu Xing's subordinate."

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Yu Xing was taken out of the confinement room, and one of his confidantes, Yang Yu, was very young, about 20 years old.During Yu Xing's confinement period, he and the people involved in this incident were hanged in the back mountain for two days, but he survived, and now his wrists were covered with bruises.The two knelt in front of the narrow bed where Chen Liang was lying. Mr. Chen was still sitting upright in the light rain of the bamboo shed, and Teng Cuo and Uncle Pang stood beside him.

Mr. Chen didn't say why he brought them here, nor did he say why he got the yams.But Yu Xing knew that he would have to settle the score. When he saw Chen Liang's body, his heart turned cold. He knew that Mr. Chen would punish him severely this time, so he bent down first and gave Chen Liang three knocks. Ring your head.Yangyu turned to look at him without moving.

When the two of them were doing this, Mr. Chen just looked at it like that, as if Xing had finished kowtowing, and then said in a low voice: "Yu Xing, come here."

Yu Xing turned around without getting up, and walked to Mr. Chen on his knees.This time, Mr. Chen came back very quickly. He actually only stayed in the confinement room for two days, but he was hungry. Apart from the heavy dark circles under his eyes, he looked the same as before.

"Mr. Chen." He raised his face to look at Mr. Chen, and also saw Teng Cuo beside him.Teng Cuo occupied the high position, and smiled at Xing's one side of his mouth, mocking his embarrassment and humbleness to the extreme.But Yu Xing didn't care about these, he said to Mr. Chen: "You are back."

Mr. Chen looked at him with colorless eyes and said, "Xiaoliang is dead."

Yu Xing shook his shoulders, then knocked his head down again, and there was a thud when he hit the floor.He didn't get up, nor did he tactfully say anything.

"We were in the hospital in Yiwei Town," Mr. Chen continued, "we were also attacked by Tubang."

The hoarse voice was like the friction of a snake's tail, and sweat was already dripping from Yu Xing's forehead.But he reacted very quickly, connecting the two things together, and said, "Mr. Chen, we have to avenge Brother Liang!"

Mr. Kechen didn't agree with him, and said calmly: "Xiaoliang was killed by the police." Then he sneered, "Xiaoliang is my son, Xiaozhong's younger brother, why don't I remember him? Whose brother is it?"

"I'm sorry," Yu Xing said tremblingly, "Mr. Chen, I made a mistake!"

Mr. Chen said, "Watch me answer."

Yu Xing immediately straightened his body, holding up his strength to catch Mr. Chen's cold gaze.The rain drifted into the bamboo shed from Mr. Chen's back, and the old man sat cross-legged in the drizzle for half a lifetime. He looked like a kind fairy at first, but was dragged across the world by his gloomy expression and the blood on his body, becoming a demon from hell.

Yu Xing shuddered all over, and said again: "Mr. Chen, I was wrong!"

Mr. Chen didn't answer him, but said: "We arrived at the hospital in Yiwei, within a few hours, Tubang led people into the hospital." He half-closed his long and narrow eyes, and asked Yu Xing: "This matter What do you think?"

"This..." Yu Xing really thought about it seriously, and then said: "This is someone who tipped Tubang!"

"That's right," Mr. Chen suddenly revealed a fierce look in his eyes, leaned forward slightly, and said to Xing, "and it's your man."

Yu Xing was shocked by these words, and instinctively looked at the potato behind him.At this time, Yangyu was kneeling facing Mr. Chen, staring expressionlessly at the rain outside the shed.

"It's you?" Yu Xing felt a little unbelievable.

Yangyu still didn't speak, and this reaction fell into the eyes of those present as tacit consent.Yu Xing cursed and said, "Yangyao, I'll fuck your whole family! You fucking dare to collude with Tubang?"

Yangyu smiled and said, "I have no home."

He is dark and thin, not tall, and his flat face is more like a local.He also entered Zhongliang Village since he was a child. He is very good at fighting and marksmanship. He has a high status among the security personnel and has always been Yu Xing's deputy.

At this moment, he looked at Yu Xing with a strange look, and then nodded.

The rain was still falling, Teng Cuo put his hands in his pockets, and there was cold sweat between his clenched fingers.Uncle Pang stood in his peripheral vision, motionless like an ice sculpture.

Mr. Chen stood up with his cane, and walked slowly towards the potato.He asked Yangyu to tell the ins and outs of this incident, and Yangyu did so.

"I withdrew the security guards and let Chen Zhong and Chen Liang enter the factory on purpose," he said in a stiff voice, "just to let you accompany them down to Yiwei. I have already notified Lord Tu the night before, They've been waiting for a while."

Mr. Chen stopped in front of him and asked, "When did you get in touch with Master Tu?"

"Two months ago," Yangyu replied, "the chef in the village went down the mountain to buy vegetables, and I went to escort him. I met someone from Master Tu in the town and came back with a mobile phone."

Mr. Chen turned around slightly, took the mobile phone from Uncle Pang and threw it in front of Yangyu, saying, "Open it."

Yangyu picked up the phone, opened the cover, and skillfully turned on the screen.

"Call," Mr. Chen said, "to your contact person."

This command made Teng Cuo nervous, he could hear his own breathing.But Yangyu had already dialed a number, he pressed the speaker button, and after a while, someone picked up over there.

"Hey, potato eggs!" The male voice Teng Cuo had never heard before, and he said, "Why are you looking for me?"

Yangyu held up the phone and looked up at Mr. Chen.He asked, "Let me ask you how things are going in Yiwei Town."

"Damn it, I haven't looked for you yet, you still have the face to ask me!" The man over there was furious, "Your information is indeed accurate, but you know that our Tuye got hurt because of this! Fuck Yes, let me tell you, that Mr. Chen beat our Lord Tu on the leg! He is still lying on the bed now! The bullet was taken out and several pots of blood flowed out! How will this be settled? How dare you fucking—— "

Still scolding over there, Yangyu has hung up the phone.It seemed that he was scolded twice in a short period of time, so he was in a bad mood. He raised his chin and looked at Mr. Chen with a provocative look.

Unmoved, Mr. Chen watched him from above and asked, "Did Tubang let you attack Xiaozhong and Xiaoliang?"

Yangyu was silent for a second, and then said: "Yes, Master Tu just wants you to be the last."

"There are a lot of people who want me to be extinct." Mr. Chen traced the silver spider with his fingertips, and asked slowly, "Where is it in Zhongliang Village?"

Yangyu shook his head and said, "No."

"You are bound to die, save your energy, and maybe you can avoid the pain of being tortured." Mr. Chen stared at him and asked: "Among the people present, are there any outsiders who have the same heart as Master Tu?"

Yangyu still shook her head and said, "No."

Teng Cuo suddenly understood that this matter was not aimed at him, but Yu Xing.Yangyu is Yu Xing's confidant, and he rarely interacts with Uncle Pang and Teng Cuo. Teng Cuo didn't even know the existence of this person before today.Most of what Yang Yu explained just now is true, from the time and method of getting in touch with Master Tu, to the purpose of intentionally poisoning Chen Zhong and Chen Liang, they are all in line with the facts. The difference is that the phone was given by Ye Sheng. Teng is wrong, but the real superior of Yangyu is Yesheng.

Someone has to be responsible for what happened this time, and Yangyu is the dead ghost, and Yesheng is called an old cat, even though he is just a mouse at the mercy of others.But his value doesn't stop there. The more he said that no one in the village conspired with him, the more Mr. Chen didn't believe it. Yu Xing was the first to be dragged into the water.

Yu Xing is a person who is loyal to Mr. Chen. If he loses power, he can only be replaced by Uncle Pang, which means the expansion of Ye Sheng's power.Of course, this incident can also sound the alarm for Teng Cuo, and it can kill three birds with one stone for Ye Sheng.

Sure enough, Mr. Chen turned around and asked Yu Xing directly: "Do you know about this?"

Of course, Yu Xing firmly denied it, and said in shock: "Mr. Chen, I don't know!"

Mr. Chen looked at him for a while, then pushed away a little, and said: "But you are still his direct superior, the first knife of punishment, you come down."

Yu Xing knew that he was being suspected, and was eager to prove himself, so his eyes lit up, and he rushed towards the potato without saying a word.However, Mr. Chen stretched out his cane, stopped him, lowered his head and asked Yangyu, "Is there anything else you want to say in the end?"

Yang Yu's eyes turned from Mr. Chen to Yu Xing, then back again, and said, "Master Tu promised to give me a sum of money, but unfortunately, I haven't got it yet. Hey... I don't know if he will honor it or not." gone."

Don't worry about these words, Mr. Chen's voice came from above his head: "What if he doesn't honor it?"

"Then I...ah, hahaha, it seems that I can't do anything about it." Yangyu seemed very calm when facing the matter of death, and smiled self-deprecatingly, saying: "Then just talk Addiction, if he doesn't honor it, I'll go to him even if I'm a ghost."

He stopped talking, Mr. Chen glanced at Yu Xing, and Yu Xing immediately stretched out his hand.He strangled Yam's neck with his mechanical hand and tightened it quickly.

He stood up and picked up the yam directly from the floor.The mechanical fingers won't stop because of human flesh or bones, and they make a horrible puffing sound when they are squeezed.But Yu Xing didn't mean to stop at all, Yangyu kicked his legs and feet in mid-air like a frog, and then gradually turned into convulsions, Yu Xing yelled at him, his ugly face was very distorted, and Yangyu's eyes and nostrils began to bleed Time to laugh.

There is no doubt that the mechanical arm can easily twist the neck of the potato.Mr. Chen looked at it for a while and said, "Okay."

When Yu Xing heard the order, he pinched for a few more seconds and then let go.Potato was thrown to the ground, and he curled up abruptly to try to breathe, but blood and vomit sprayed out from his mouth and nose together, staining Mr. Chen's clean leather shoes.

"It's just an old cat, it doesn't have nine lives." Mr. Chen bent down, put his face close to Yangyu, and said, "Xiao Liang hasn't gone far, I'll send you to find him."

Then he took a step back, changed his position, firmly grasped the spider at the end of the cane, and twisted it slightly.The cold light shone, and the sharp knife hidden in the cane for a long time finally came out again.

Mr. Chen threw away the long end of the cane, as if throwing off the scabbard, he held the knife, and the silver spider crawled at the end of the handle, and followed him close to the potato.He performed this movement extremely uncoordinated, because his upper body was extremely elegant, from the snow-white shirt to the long white fingers, even the blood stained earlier seemed to be an ornament.Yet he moved with a limp, unsteady undulations like the involuntary accelerated and chaotic heartbeat of a bystander.

In this rainy dusk, the quiet and elegant place that was originally like a Zen house was completely torn apart, and it became bloody like a potato.The wind seemed to send a melody, and Mr. Chen's silver-gray hair, which was originally neat and fixed, hung down randomly. He raised the knife, and then fell down without hesitation, again and again.The sound of human blood splattering mixed with the screams of yams, coupled with the splashing of raindrops, became a crazy rhythm.This rhythm aroused Yu Xing's bloodthirsty and violence, and he also cried out, applauding Mr. Chen, imitating the cry of Yam Yam, and still dancing on the spot.

Blood flowed from the vertical and horizontal muscles and the cut fat, gathered into a pool, and spread on the floor gurgling, reaching Teng Cuo's feet.The wind supported Teng Cuo's hair, making him seem lost in the cruel scene in front of him.He took a step forward, stepping on the blood, and watched intently as the potato transformed from a person into a pile of rotting meat with unidentifiable shapes.

The man's dismembered limbs were stacked haphazardly, not even skin tissue added.The white bones were exposed, soaked in blood, Mr. Chen picked them up, and the messy muscles fell off.

Mr. Chen was covered in blood, and his suit vest and shirt were so stained that the original color could not be seen at all.The room was full of the coppery smell of flesh and blood, and he was sweating, sticking his hair to his thin cheeks.

The old man with a posture resembling a victor held a special sharp knife with a silver spider as the handle in one hand, and picked up the yam's skull with its flesh peeled off in the other.He raised his arm and looked at the skull in his hand with cold and satisfied eyes. He looked like a certain nobleman at the top of the medieval kingdom who enjoyed drinking human blood.

He backed away from Yangyu, or the only remaining Yangyu, Yu Xing who was next to him had already stopped talking, and just looked at him with excited eyes.He raised his bloody hand and patted Yu Xing's face.

"Xiao Liang is going to be buried on this mountain," Mr. Chen said to Xing with the craziness still in his eyes, panting slightly, "You follow and guard him for a month. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

This means taking back Yu Xing's position as the security captain, and Chen Liang's life is there. Compared with Yang Yu, Yu Xing is still alive because Mr. Chen is merciful.He didn't dare to disobey, and Mr. Xiang Chen promised to guard the tomb wholeheartedly.

Mr. Chen stood there for a long time, and then handed the potato's skull to Yu Xing.

"Wash it clean," he said, turning over his bloody palm, "and then put it in front of Xiaoliang's grave."

Yu Xing's hand that took the skull trembled a little, not because of fear, but because he felt it was an honor.The person who was talking to him half an hour ago now has only bones left, and the blood is stained on his face, and he doesn't care. When he laughs with him, he shows his smoky teeth, looking extremely happy.

Someone came to escort Yu Xing away, and he was still holding the skull carefully when he left.Uncle Pang looked out from the bamboo shed, confirmed that Yu Xing had left the yard, turned around and nodded to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen bent down and picked up the cane, and put the knife back into its sheath.With his back to Teng Cuo and Uncle Pang, he said: "Clean up here, take the body out...just put it in my yard, and let everyone in the village come and see... The date of the burial is to be fixed...you all go out."

His voice was hoarse, his steps toward Chenliang's corpse were very unsteady, his upper body was stiff, and he finally revealed the distraught state of his son's death.The light of the setting sun came in, and the warmth touched his back.

Mr. Chen's expression was as empty as his eyes, half kneeling beside Chen Liang, he didn't get up for a long time.

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