Jin Ming Feng's head is bleeding, but he does not even have the strength to stand up.
He is in so much pain.
"Xiao Ming, you traitor …."
Gao Jiacheng is also afraid. His most proud subordinate, Confinement, has fainted without him knowing if he is dead or alive.
This dragon head of Sun Yee An is beginning to be corroded by fear.
"I am a traitor? That's right, I am a traitor. "
Little Ming pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Jin Mingfeng, who was lying in a pool of blood, and fired a shot.
The gunshot is very loud, but in this abandoned area, no one will notice it.
Xiao Ming's shot hits Jin Ming Feng's injured leg.
Immediately, blood starts to flow out.
"I am a traitor, but after today, I will be the dragon head of Sun Yee An. As for you and this Mr. Jin, you will only be rotting corpses in the garbage pit. "
With that, he fires a few more shots, hitting Jin Ming Feng's four limbs.
Jin Ming Feng's body keeps twitching, but he will not die anytime soon.
The blood that keeps flowing out will slowly take away his life.
After doing all of this, Xiao Ming turns around in satisfaction and looks at Gao Jiacheng.
"Want to be the dragon head? Dream on! "
Gao Jiacheng grits his teeth, "You traitor, ingrate, don't even think of touching my Sun Yee An!"
"Hehe, Mr. Gao, how can you say that I am an ingrate?"
Xiao Ming laughed. "Why don't you let Mr. Jin, who is still breathing, listen to how you transferred his assets and disintegrated his subordinates behind his back? Even I, his only confidant, was bribed by you, am I not? "
"You, you …."
Gao Jiacheng did not expect Xiao Ming to say all of this.
Jin Ming Feng was originally still breathing, but hearing that his second brother wants to seize power, he dies from anger.
This guy breathes his last.
"You see, I helped you deal with him."
Xiao Ming shrugs his shoulders, "Isn't this your wish?"
"Xiao Ming, you bastard … .you will die a horrible death!"
"Shut up!"
Xiao Ming suddenly becomes angry and shoots Gao Jiacheng's leg, making Gao Jiacheng kneel in front of him.
"I am a bastard? You guys are the f * cking beasts! Think about what you've done. Even if I kill you a thousand times, ten thousand times, you deserve it! Gao Jiacheng, do you know that for so many years, I couldn't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood! "
Xiao Ming's expression was somewhat ferocious.
Xiao Bai didn't make a move and just watched quietly from the side.
Some of the anger in his heart had to be resolved by himself.
"I have no way of repaying the kindness you have shown me. I can only repay you by killing you."
As Xiaoming spoke, he turned around and asked Xiaobai.
"Butler Bai, can you give him to me?"
"Sure."
Xiao Bai nodded. Originally, she was here because Qin Chao wanted to guard against outsiders.
Otherwise, with Little Ming alone, he could actually kill these old men.
The Confinement and a shot to the back weren't a problem either.
"You want to kill me? Dream on! "
At that moment, Gao Jiacheng suddenly pulled out his gun and aimed at Xiao Ming.
"Pa!"
And at this moment, he finally felt the pain of the Confinement.
A thin, almost invisible silver wire pierced through his palm and nailed to the opposite wall.
A sharp pain came from his palm and the gun fell to the ground.
"Thank you, Butler Bai."
Xiao Ming naturally knew who saved him.
"Don't mention it. Continue."
"Butler Bai, can I trouble you with one thing?"
"What?"
"Help me break the tendons of Gao Jiacheng's hands and feet. This will make it easier for me to do things."
Xiao Ming said.
"Oh, sure."
It was no trouble at all. Xiao Bai swung her hand and the spider silk flew out and cut the tendons of Gao Jiacheng's hands and feet.
Instantly, Gao Jiacheng became a cripple and fell to the ground, unable to move.
"Thank you, Butler Bai!"
Xiao Ming smiled. It was a devilish smile.
"Jin Ziming … You, what are you going to do to me?"
His hands and feet were crippled, but his mouth could still move.
Gao Jiacheng cried out with pain.
"Mr. Gao, I don't know if you have heard of a punishment called death by dismemberment."
"Wha, what …"
Gao Jiacheng's body tensed up.
"Legend has it that a powerful person can still live after being cut three thousand times. I want to know how many cuts you can endure … Don't worry, I will help you count. "
Saying that, Xiao Ming took out a dagger and started to dig at Gao Jiacheng's legs.
His screams resounded throughout the building.
Xiao Bai turned her head.
Although she was a killer, she always killed people cleanly and efficiently.
She didn't know how to torture people, and she couldn't bear to watch it.
The screams lasted for an unknown amount of time before they finally weakened.
Xiao Ming stood up with blood all over his body and kicked Gao Jiacheng whose legs had basically turned into bones.
"Damn it, only two hundred cuts and you're already dead. I don't know if my knife skills are bad or if you're too cowardly. "
Saying that, he took out his gun and shot Confinement who was lying on the ground.
"Butler Bai, I'm done."
Xiao Ming respectfully said to Xiao Bai.
"Very good. Tonight, there will be a cadre of the Qin Gang coming over to help you sort out the matters of the club."
Xiao Bai said indifferently.
"Yes!"
Knowing that this was a spy planted by the other party, Xiao Ming didn't show any reluctance.
Even if the other party didn't let him be the head of the club, with the Qin Gang's methods, it would be the same.
In fact, the Qin Dynasty didn't have any intention of planting a spy. They always used people they suspected and never doubted those they used.
However, Xiao Bai didn't think so. Mr. Qin might also make a mistake sometimes.
In order to prevent an accident, Xiao Bai transferred people over.
She was Mr. Qin's shadow, and she had to help Mr. Qin deal with the matters at the tail end.
This was because Mr. Qin's biggest weakness was that he was soft-hearted.
The meaning of her existence, Xiao Bai, was to make up for Mr. Qin's weakness.
As the matter began to end here, in the hotel that Tian Yang Entertainment had booked, the press conference was still going on.
However, this time's press conference had just sent off the two uninvited guests, Jin Mingfeng and Gao Jiacheng, and a new troublemaker had arrived.
"This album is Shui Mu's latest work. I hope everyone will like it."
At the press conference, Luo Qinglin stood on the stage in a natural and unrestrained manner, promoting the new album.
"Alright, now the reporters can ask their questions."
"Miss Luo Qinglin! I am a reporter from Hong Kong's Apple Newspaper!
"A female reporter was the first to ask," Recently, there has been a saying that Shui Mu is not a singer, but a group operating. I wonder if Miss Luo has any explanation for this? "
"Explanation? Why should I explain?
"Knowing that these reporters would ask about this, Luo Qinglin replied calmly," The fans' love for Shui Mu is the best explanation. "
"But recently, someone has come forward, claiming that he is a member of this group behind the scenes, and has taken out his own work and published it online. Does Miss Luo have any opinions on this kind of behavior? "
Another reporter asked.
"It's all nonsense. I, Luo Qinglin, only pay Shui Mu a salary. As for those people behind the scenes, it doesn't matter. Shui Mu and I have the same opinion, that is, we only sing his songs to those who like him. "
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked.
These words, were too ruthless!
Who in the entertainment industry would dare to say such words!
Wasn't this easy to offend the fans!
But looking at the group of fans outside who were getting more and more fanatical, it seemed that this rule did not apply to Shui Mu.
Because his singing was indeed too overbearing.
"Hello, Miss Luo, I am a reporter from the British Times."
A blonde female reporter also asked, "Then I am also a fan of Shui Mu. But I think I, like the millions of fans, want to see the true face of this legendary Mr. Shui Mu. I wonder if Miss Luo can fulfill our wish. "
"This seems a little difficult."
Luo Qinglin said, "When the first album was released, I had already said that Mr. Shui Mu was very low-key and did not want to become a celebrity that everyone paid attention to. Furthermore, I personally think that Shui Mu's singing is the most important. Whether he is handsome or ugly, it will not affect everyone's appreciation of his music, right? "
"This …"
The female reporter from The Times didn't know what to say.
"Shui Mu can't even show his face, and you guys can't even see that Mr. Shui Mu!"
At this moment, the troublemaker finally came out.
A tall and skinny man wearing a white shirt and black trousers walked in and pointed at Luo Qinglin with a mean expression.
"Because Shui Mu is fake, it's a virtual character created by your Tian Yang Entertainment to entertain us!"
As soon as he said this, the entire audience went into an uproar.
Many people recognized who this person was at a glance.
Wasn't this the famous anti-fraud hero, Noah's son?
Who would have thought that he would actually come to Hong Kong.
This Noah Zi had been depressed recently. He had argued with others on the internet twice, and he was practically causing trouble for no reason. He had even started to forge evidence to fight back.
However, in the end, he failed, causing the netizens to mock him from their initial support.
This caused Noah Zi to feel extremely indignant.
He didn't like money, nor did he like beauties. He just liked to create some gimmicks and make himself famous.
Therefore, in order to divert everyone's attention and rebuild his glorious image as a fake hero, he once again aimed his spear at Tian Yang Entertainment and Shui Mu.
This time, he was full of confidence, because he had gathered a lot of evidence and information.
Shui Mu, this person, had never appeared before.
He believed that this person was definitely fake.
Even if it was real, with his own abilities, he could still make it fake!
Because he was a fake hero!
This was a good name given to him by the netizens!
"Mr. Noah Zi, you actually came to Hong Kong's press conference in person. Aren't you worried about your personal safety?"
A reporter that Jin Mingfeng had arranged earlier asked, deliberately fanning the flames.
"I'm not afraid! Even if someone holds a knife to my neck, I will still stand up and fight for the common people!
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