Chapter 19 : Do you want some too?

Shao Risheng groaned in pain as he was stepped on, his expression resembling that of a pig being readied for slaughter. With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Luo Yajun fired a shot without even looking at him. The bullet hit the ground next to Shao Risheng's face, leaving behind shallow bullet holes and a bloodstain on his face. Shao Risheng immediately stopped crying out in pain, but his body continued to twitch slightly, and sweat beads formed on his forehead.

Luo Yajun took another puff of his cigarette before speaking in a calm manner, "You see, I'm not an unreasonable person. I'm just here to ask a few simple questions. Personally, I prefer peaceful means..."

At that moment, Chu Cheng noticed the door of the bar behind Luo Yajun slowly opening. A man with a black vest and blood on his head stumbled out, holding a menacing object in his hand. The object was square and sharp-edged, suitable for both close-range defense and long-distance attacks. It could deal double the damage with a side blow and deliver a fatal blow with a headshot. It was the first of the top ten ancient artifacts, known in the underworld as "the brick."

Just as Chu Cheng was about to warn his teammate, Luo Yajun fired a shot behind him with a "bang," without even looking back. The shot shattered the man's knee in a strange manner, and a brilliant spray of blood exploded. The man fell to the ground with a howl, unconsciously releasing the brick in his hand. The brick hit his own forehead with a loud thud, rendering him dizzy.

This time, even Chu Cheng was a little surprised.

"You can hit it without looking back? isn't that a bit too much?" he thought. "If it were me in that black vest, I might be six feet under by now."

"Turn it off, it's boring," he muttered under his breath.

But even he had to admit that Brother Luo was a force to be reckoned with. The People's Security Service had to think twice before using their guns, and then write a long and detailed report afterwards. But Luo Yajun didn't seem to care about any of that. He raided the place in broad daylight, shooting and fighting without a second thought. He pulled the trigger without hesitation or warning.

Shao Risheng, who was lying on the ground after being trampled underfoot, trembled with fear. He had realized that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

The sheriffs they usually dealt with were nothing compared to him. When Luo Yajun finished firing, he turned his gun back to Shao Risheng. The latter trembled and said, "Wait, I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"It's the 'snake head'!" he continued. "Our boss recently interfered with his business, and he was upset and wanted revenge. The people who died recently are our brethren, and he took vengeance on us..."

"Who is the snake head?" Luo Yajun asked coldly.

"He's another boss in our local area," Shao Risheng replied. "He usually deals with the trading of illegal drugs..."

Without any warning, Luo Yajun pointed his gun at the man's waist and abdomen, and pulled the trigger with a loud bang.

The man let out a piercing scream that echoed through the street.

"Wrong answer, think again," Luo Yajun said lazily, as he puffed out another smoke ring.

Shao Risheng didn't know how Luo Yajun had seen through his lies, or how much information he had. Snot and tears made his fleshy face look miserable, as he hissed and cried, "Please, the boss will kill me if I say anything else. I still have a family..."

Luo Yajun remained silent, and fired again. The bullet tore through flesh and bone, and bone fragments mixed with blood splattered on the ground.

Another scream pierced the air, sending shivers down the spine of even the devil.

"If you refuse to cooperate, I hope that when your boss finds you, the only thing he can grind to pieces is your grave." Luo Yajun shrugged.

"You lunatic! Devil!" Shao Risheng screamed at the top of his voice.

"Perhaps, but I'm also a lunatic with a gun." Luo Yajun said slowly. "Now, give me the answer."

Shao Risheng didn't dare to be negligent anymore and gritted his teeth to confess while enduring the pain, "Those murder cases... they are not just ordinary gang affairs. It's us...we...we've seen the devil."

"It's a good start," Luo Yajun nodded. "Go on."

"...Well, it was just a regular business," Shao Risheng said. "It was an ordinary transaction of contraband. When we arrived at the agreed location with the seller, we paid the money and delivered the goods. It was a normal transaction. But something went wrong on the way, and we were seen during our transaction."

The street where the bar was located was already quite deserted, and the commotion had scared away the few passersby. At this moment, one could hear a pin drop on the street, and Chu Cheng could hear their conversation clearly from the car.

When Chu Cheng heard this, he thought, "So the next plot is that you caught the peeping person, you said the boss shot him and let him go, and then the boss said no, I want to test the medicine..."

"We didn't care who that guy was at the time. He looked like a homeless man. He was so dirty that I can't even remember what he looked like. He must have just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," Shao Risheng said reluctantly.

"He begged us to let him go, but he knew with his feet that was impossible. At that time, the elder brother who led the team ran over him with a car, and later he couldn't even see the human form. Then we poured him into concrete piles, which is the usual thing. Anyone who is on the road knows it. If you commit a crime, you have to pay the price. No one knows how many concrete piles hide human bones in the bustling city."

These words made Chu Cheng feel a little uncomfortable. He felt that these words should be somewhat exaggerated. But if at the beginning he felt a little insecure when he saw Luo Yajun's going up, which was a wave of Ubisoft-style infiltration and cremation-style interrogation, now he already feels that this group of people deserved it.

"This time, Chris and Ah Qiang from our team are in charge of pouring. They have a lot of experience in this kind of work. They know how to do the most efficient way, and how to build piles with higher hardness so that they are not difficult to pierce during piling. It will not be broken, and the problem of long-term storage must also be considered. It cannot be cracked after being poured out. They finished their work quickly, and we went to have a late-night snack together that night."

Shao Risheng paused at this point, with a look of horror on his face.

"But this time it's different," he said. "The next day, without any warning, Ah Qiang was killed by Chris. No, that would be an understatement..."

His face contorted with pain and fear, and his voice grew thicker.

"By the time we arrived, Ah Qiang had turned into... a rotting flesh. Chris knelt beside him, murmuring something vaguely, and kept stabbing him with a knife.

He didn't stop until we got to him.

Then he stood up and turned to look at us with blood all over his mouth and face.

I will never forget that look. What's even weirder is...he actually laughed and talked to us.

He said...

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