Gossip King - Chapter 1072
Chapter 1072 There Is No Escape from a Living Crime
There is no escape from a living crime
The few of them were a little confused, and the little leader seemed to understand what Yidao meant. He laughed sinisterly, “Did Third Brother and the others find Quezi? Let me give him a call to discuss it.”
The order was exactly the same: send the two men to the police station by five o’clock at the same time and ensure the safety of the personnel.
Soon, two groups of people gathered together. Quezi was tied to the car, while Xuehou was still under the manhole lid.
“Third Brother, what do you think of this?”
“I’m going to have dinner with Boss Gao tonight. I heard that these two killers are after Boss Gao’s woman. Why are they sending her to the police station like this? Then I’m embarrassed to have this meal with Boss Gao.”
Both of them were Eastern Gang’s brothers. Since they had the ability to find these two killers at the first possible moment, this group of people also had extraordinary abilities. After discussing with each other, the few of them noticed what Yidao was saying.
“I’ve already sent a few brothers to look for the families of the murders in Xuehou’s hands. Several of them are in the Imperial Capital.” Third Brother lit up a cigarette and looked at the time. “There are at least two hours until the family members come over. We can’t be idle for these two hours, but we have to guarantee that no one will die. How can we play?”
They shook their legs and raised their eyebrows.
It was only one o’clock now, and it was only five o’clock when they arrived at the police station. Could it be that the middle four hours were empty Naturally, he had to punish these two killers properly in order to ensure that they would not die.
“I have a way.” ‘”What kind of medicine is this pile of foreign medicine Quezi has on him? How about twenty packets?” A little brother came over and winked at them. “He stuffed them in the sewer and let them play with it.” “What kind of medicine are you talking about?” “What kind of medicine are you talking about?”
“Twenty packets … I heard that a little bit of that thing can make even the most holy woman impatient. Feed so many …”
“I can’t die. Besides, if you don’t break up the two of them, it’s not certain who will beat them up when their families arrive.”
Xuehou and Quezi had committed too many crimes. There were five or six homicides and over a dozen rapes. Those who did not put on record were in a mess. Especially Xuehou. His three important homicides had already been put on record but could not be solved. He could only ask himself how many of them had been secretly killed.
These families weren’t from the imperial capital, but they weren’t from the imperial capital. They had stayed in the imperial capital for five whole years, sleeping in the open for one thing: to find the murderer.
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The stinky Xuehou finally crawled from the slippery sewer to the manhole lid. He reached out and pushed the lid to find that it was exceptionally tight. He did not dare to shout for help loudly. His identity call was equivalent to surrendering.
He spread his legs and stepped on the hole made with the dagger. Panting heavily, he stretched out his hand again to press the lid of the well.
Still unable to open it, it was as if the lid of the manhole was being pressed down by someone. No matter how hard it was, it could not be pushed open.
Xuehou stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat. The stench under the sewer was overwhelming. He had not eaten a mouthful of food or drank a mouthful of water for such a long time. He was about to collapse.
“Xuehou?” A very soft call came from outside. The voice was unfamiliar, startling Xuehou. He opened his mouth to respond, but was afraid of responding. He took out his phone and looked at it, but found that there was a signal. So, he ignored the call and directly called Quezi.
Turn it off.
Xuehou became nervous. Who knew he was underground? Why did Quezi turn off the phone? In Xuehou’s view, there was only one possibility: the police were here.
“Xuehou?” The voice rang out again, causing Xuehou to tremble, his legs to soften, and he fell into the well again with a muffled thud, causing him to be unable to recover from his shock for a long time.
“Son I, it’s son I.” Xuehou’s legs trembled. He tried his best to calm his mind and climbed up again. This time, Xuehou, who was overdrafted, was already sweating profusely near the lid of the well.
Suddenly, the sound of the car starting rang out. It was as if three or four cars were driving over, blocking the remote area around the manhole lid. The car stopped burning and someone got off. Xuehou wanted to see what was going on outside through the small hole in the manhole lid, but he found that the hole was being stepped on by someone.
The sound of footsteps rang out, accompanied by a strange wuwu sound. Xuehou, who had fought for many years, immediately recognized that the strange wuwu sound should be the sound of someone covering his mouth and struggling.
Xuehou was getting more and more nervous and scared as he held the dagger in his hand. The killer’s instinct told him that his life was coming.
Are killers afraid of death?
When a killer killed someone, he wasn’t afraid of death at all. That was because he wasn’t afraid of the other party’s death. But now that it was his turn to be in danger, it was different: assassin Xuehou was now as timid as a grandson. He sucked in a breath of cold air and forced himself to calm down. He quickly stuffed the dagger into his back pocket and pulled out his gun. Just as he pulled out the lid of the well, it was pulled open. Before he could react, three muzzles were aimed at his head.
“I’ve heard a lot about Xuehou.” The two leaders of Eastern Gang said at the same time, “It’s an honor to meet you.”
“You, you, you, you, this big brother, who are you?” The moment Xuehou saw several black muzzles aimed at him, he was terrified. He knew that something big had happened.
But looking at these brothers with guns, what was going on with them laughing even more brilliantly than chrysanthemums?
This was not a threatening smile, nor was it a sneer. This smile came from the bottom of his heart, sincerely and enthusiastically.
Xuehou was a little dumbfounded. He wasn’t sure what the group of people in front of him who were clearly holding guns at him meant, but all of them had uncontrollably happy smiles on their faces.
Enemies? It’s impossible to laugh…
To save him? It’s impossible to point a gun at…
Can you stop laughing? Xuehou is equal to fifty million. If you see tens of millions, you can’t help but laugh. This thing can’t control its mouth from going up. The standard eight teeth are too few to be exposed. You wish you could kiss Xuehou.
Literary point of view, that kind of: through the mountains and rivers, finally meet you.
This style of painting is rather strange.
“You dare to stare at our Boss Gao women?” Eastern Gang finally stopped laughing. As soon as these words came out, Xuehou’s face turned pale. His legs almost fell off, and he was pulled out by Eastern Gang and pressed down on the ground.
“You still dare to do this! If you don’t see whose woman President Jian and the others are, you really have the guts of a leopard!” A pile of medicine found on Quezi’s body was thrown to the ground. Xuehou’s head was stepped on. The moment he saw the pile of medicine, his heart almost stopped beating.
He knew that Quezi had also been captured and that both of them were finished.
The leader looked around and saw that the vehicle was blocking the well cover tightly. After turning around again, his gaze was filled with ferocity, “Brothers, fill it.”
Xuehou’s skill was so good that he couldn’t stand up to Eastern Gang’s group of brothers who were also skilled. In just a few seconds, Xuehou, who already had no strength, was pulled up and stuffed with a pile of powder. Then, the sharp weapons on his body were removed and he was kicked into the sewer again.
Plop, a muffled sound.
Plop! Another muffled sound rang out.
Quezi was also kicked into the sewer.
How would the two apprentices who had eaten that pile of medicine interpret the dense relationship between them in the sewer? Clearly, we’ll see what happens above the sewer.
“Boss, do you think this medicine is really that effective?” A younger brother pricked up his ears and listened to the commotion below. After listening for a long time without hearing any commotion, he couldn’t help but be a little doubtful.
“Spirit.” The other one was very sure. He lowered his voice, “Compared to that medicine, the medicine in the country is that Sun Wukong saw Tathagata. It’s not of the same grade. My brother used a little powder and was followed by his sister-in-law, who had always disagreed with that kind of medicine. It was great. In the end, she was sentenced to rape. What a…”