Swish--
The rolling shutter door was closed again, hiding the bloody scene in Warehouse in darkness.
"I know everything about Madman Hui, please don't kill me..."
"As long as you don't kill me, I can do whatever you want me to do. I'm very honest..."
"Um, can you call an ambulance for me? I'm willing to be a tainted witness for the police..."
The fat man's face was dripping with cold sweat, and he kept mumbling nonsense that he didn't even know what it meant.
The right hand is wrapped with Gauze, which has been stained red by blood, and the other hand is holding a Index Finger that he had cut off.
"From now on, if I ask you something and you answer something, if you talk too much, I will cut your tongue."
Fang Cheng The calm voice of Killing Intent came from behind his head.
The fat man immediately shivered all over and immediately shut his mouth tightly.
After the word "murderer" came out of my heart, it uncontrollably occupied my entire mind.
Just now, this seemingly gentle guy killed all fourteen people in less than half a minute after entering.
You must know that those fourteen people are not fourteen chickens and ducks!
Besides, those people are the action team under Madman Hui, who specialize in doing the dirty work of cleaning up the mess.
Not to mention fighting, killing is also unambiguous.
As a customer service manager, Fatty would occasionally collude with them to trick some fat sheep into buying organs, thereby enriching his own pockets.
Those fat sheep didn't dare to show mercy even if they were tricked, which made him become more and more courageous.
I thought I could always have peace of mind, but I didn't expect that I would be in trouble today.
"You lead the way."
Fang Cheng simply said, "If any Danger appears, you will be the first one I deal with."
The fat man didn't dare to think too much and walked forward quickly.
The streets and alleys are lined with Bar and nightclubs.
The ubiquitous Neon Lights light and shadow render the night extremely blurry.
A few minutes later, the two walked into a nightclub that looked quite popular.
Colorful spotlights and passionate DJ dance music are filled with many young men and women seeking excitement.
The smell of hormones and stimulating alcohol floated everywhere in the restless and exciting air.
"Is this here?"
Fang Cheng glanced at the somewhat chaotic environment inside.
"Yes, yes."
The fat man nodded repeatedly and quickly covered his mouth because he said one more word "right".
"Take me up."
The two then walked through the crowd of people waving their hands and twisting their waists, and came to Elevator Lobby.
Seeing the fat man unlocking the access control with his work card, and then pressing the number key on the fifth floor of the top floor, Fang Cheng reminded him again:
"What to do next, do you remember?"
"Remember."
The fat man answered very succinctly this time.
Just as the elevator door was about to close, another man came in.
"Hey, Fatty, why did you get beaten? Your hands were broken?"
"Did you do something wrong and was discovered by Brother Hui and gave you a lesson?"
The man saw the injury on the fat man's hand, so he started teasing him and seemed to be very gloating about his misfortune.
The fat man lowered his head and ignored him.
The man looked a little bored and turned to look at Fang Cheng, who was standing aside and looked a little unfamiliar.
"This is the guest you brought. Why are you wearing a mask and hiding from the light?"
As he said that, he walked forward, as if he wanted to untie the mask and take a closer look.
The fat man's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely. He suddenly raised his head and cursed angrily:
"Can you shut your fucking mouth?!"
The man looked at him in shock, appearing surprised.
At this time, the elevator reached the fifth floor. He cursed a few words and walked out first.
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Fang Cheng staring at him, he quickly explained:
"That guy is also the account manager here, a subordinate of Madman Hui."
Fang Cheng looked calm and did not reply.
Of course he wouldn't choose to take action here.
Because Surveillance Camera is installed in the elevator.
Not only that.
The place where this kind of illegal trade is conducted must be heavily guarded, and there are many emergency measures for the police.
Therefore, Fang Cheng needs the fat man to lead the way.
Otherwise, if you break in directly, Madman Hui will definitely choose to run away directly once he finds out that the situation is not good.
Hidden on the top floor of the nightclub, "Black Market" is decorated like a regular medical institution.
From time to time, you can see salesmen and customers chatting and discussing Surgery details.
It wasn't until I turned two aisles in succession and walked into a seemingly ordinary dressing room that I noticed something strange.
The fat man opened the closet and fumbled around a few times.
Soon a disguised secret door was opened.
Fang Cheng followed him into it and found that the space inside was not very big, and he could see the end at a glance.
At the entrance, there were four tough-looking doormen with guns in their hands.
They saw the fat man entering with Fang Cheng, asked a few vigilant questions, and then let him go smoothly.
There are several rooms on both sides of the corridor, equipped with iron doors and windows like prisons.
Through the bars, you can see some young children, both boys and girls, locked inside. Their eyes look a little numb and frightened.
"The main source of goods is children, because children are healthy, obedient and easy to manage."
"As long as the matching model is suitable, you can take it to make Surgery."
The fat man introduced the situation inside in a low voice.
"If the person you are looking for is sent here, he will definitely be detained here."
Fang Cheng's eyes kept passing through the scene in the door and window, but Wen Xin was not found.
While I was thinking about it, I saw a room with a green light and Glass door in front of me, so I asked:
"What is that place?"
"It's Surgery time. The doctor should be preparing to perform a transplant on the customer Surgery."
Fang Cheng walked to the door of Glass and took a deep look at the scene inside.
The doctor is not here for the time being, and a strange girl is lying on the Surgery bed. She seems to have just been given anesthesia and looks very quiet.
Then he turned to look at the fat man and ordered him:
"You first go and confirm the location of Madman Hui."
The fat man immediately took the order and walked towards an office at the end of the corridor.
There were two strong men with the appearance of Bodyguard standing in front of Iron Door, eyeing the approaching two people with eager eyes.
"Brother Hui is here?"
The fat man forced a smile and stepped forward to explain, "I want to introduce him to a big customer from Nanyang."
Two Bodyguard refused with a cold face:
"Brother Hui is in a meeting. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later."
Upon seeing this, Fang Cheng also walked forward and said a few Nanyang words to them.
The two Bodyguard couldn't help but froze when they heard this.
Although I didn't understand it, I felt it was very powerful, as if it was a big customer coming from afar.
In the office.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Madman Hui is discussing with several confidants about taking over the land.
Sang Biao died, and he successfully ascended to the throne, which was a double blessing for him.
He has long been dissatisfied with Sang Biao's petty fighting style.
At this moment, he was telling his business philosophy to his subordinates with high spirits:
"Build more entertainment venues. Jiangbei Although the economy is not developed, the nightlife is rich, so it is suitable for these industries."
"As for the manpower issue, first capture all the escaped ladies. These women are addicted to fans. It will also be good for them to let them come back..."
While they were talking, Bodyguard, who was guarding the door, opened the door and came in to report the matter.
Hearing that Nanyang had guests over there, Madman Hui's eyes suddenly lit up.
The trading of human organs in the Nanyang area is much more rampant than here.
He had already planned to get in touch with the Underworld organization over there to open up a stable purchase channel.
Since a guest came to his door, he immediately became interested in meeting him.
Two people then walked in.
Fat man.
I know Madman Hui, one of my account managers.
As for the young man wearing a mask.
After he entered the room, he clicked and locked the door.
He acted very cautiously, as if he was worried about leaking the topic and being overheard.
"If this guest has any business to discuss, you can just say it. My office is specially built and has good sound insulation."
Madman Hui sat on the boss's chair grandly and said hello.
At the same time, he signaled a subordinate who understood Southeast Asian Language to translate it to the other party.
The young man did not wait for an interpreter.
Instead, he took off his mask and stared at him:
"Madman Hui, do you recognize me?"
Madman Hui shook his head in confusion:
"Have we... had any business dealings before?"
"I'm here to find someone."
After meeting the real owner, Fang Cheng stopped trying to hide it and said directly:
"Where is Wen Xin? Tell me now and I may consider sparing your life."
Madman Hui burst out laughing when he heard this.
Several other subordinates also laughed wantonly, and at the same time stood up in tacit agreement, surrounding this brave guy.
The fat man hid behind him, his legs shaking with fear, and beads of sweat falling one after another on his face like soybeans.
Madman Hui laughed for a while and then asked his subordinates:
"Who is Wen Xin? Does any of you know?"
The subordinates all shook their heads in confusion.
Fang Cheng spoke calmly and answered again:
"Wen Hui Yi's daughter."
"Wen Hui Yi?"
Madman Hui was slightly startled when he heard this, as if he remembered something.
"Boss..."
Immediately afterwards, a confidant standing behind him whispered a few words into his ear.
Madman Hui immediately narrowed his pupils and stared at Fang Cheng.
The smile on his face seemed a little stiff, and his right hand slowly dropped down.
If you want to open the drawer, go get a Pistol hidden inside.
Others also felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and looked tense.
Fang Cheng glanced at the six gang leaders gathered around.
At the same time as his pupils turned, his figure suddenly became violent.
A sharp high Whip Kick, like a black lightning, quickly hit the temple of a short and stocky man on the right.
Then, with the effect of "Dance of Lightning", the sword light in his hand whirled, and his body skills further accelerated.
Holding Butterfly Knife in hand, he shuttled vertically and horizontally in this small office, stabbing left and right.
A new round of more rapid hand-to-hand combat begins.
But in the eyes of those Gang elements, Fang Cheng seemed to have completely disappeared.
Afterimages passed by along with the cold light, and screams sounded continuously.
At such a close distance, if you are approached by a Dagger type weapon, failure to react in time means you will be fatally wounded.
Madman Hui At this time, he had taken out the gun from the drawer.
He just held the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, but his eyes could never aim at the target.
After just two seconds of hesitation, four of his men fell to the ground after being stabbed.
He felt so cruel that he just opened fire based on his feeling.
Bang bang bang, he fired several shots, but they all failed.
No.
Another shot hit his henchman in the thigh.
Looking at the one-sided massacre scene before his eyes, his brothers were killed one by one and fell into a pool of blood.
Madman Hui's face turned pale, his hands were trembling, and he even had no strength to pull the trigger.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed and turned towards him sitting on the chair.
Duh!
He saw a handful of Butterfly Knife being thrown towards him, directly nailing his palm to the table.
The gray-black blade sank a few centimeters into the blade, and it kept buzzing and trembling.