"I …" Mike naturally wouldn't say that he was looking for a gun, but when he saw the smiling man in front of him, Mike really didn't dare to not answer his question! This is the devil who killed ten people in the blink of an eye!
"Are you looking for this?" Golden Bull raised his right hand. Suddenly, there was a pistol in his right hand.
Mike was shocked, but when he took a closer look, the pistol in Golden Bull's hand was the pistol that he had lost! He didn't know when the pistol was in Golden Bull's hand!
Suddenly, Mike's face became even more ugly, and his face became even paler! He knew very well that Golden Bull had approached him unknowingly and took away his pistol, but he didn't notice it at all!
If Golden Bull wanted to kill him, he would become a corpse like his other men who fell to the ground.
"I took it when I was dealing with them." Golden Bull glanced at Mike and said arrogantly.
He learned this from Yang Ming. This was also one of the tricks that Yang Ming often used. Golden Bull heard it from Wang Xiaoyan and felt that it was cool, so he began to imitate it. His goal was to become a master like Yang Ming one day, so Golden Bull had been imitating Yang Ming's tone and style of doing things.
Mike had more cold sweat on his head. He didn't know how he provoked such a person. Didn't I just ask him a question? Did he have to kill all my men? He forgot that he was the one who ordered his men to control Golden Bull.
However, even if he didn't ask this sentence, Golden Bull wouldn't let him go, so Mike thought too much.
"You … what are you going to do?" Mike was now a little scared. Although he was a small underworld leader, he was not a desperado. He was also afraid of death!
He was doing very well now, and had gained Headless Wolf's trust. If he died, he would have nothing. At that time, who would remember him? His underlings would have an excellent person to replace him, and he would become history. As time passed, he would be forgotten by people.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now." Golden Bull looked at Mike disdainfully and said, "I want to take you to see the leader."
"Your leader …" Mike wasn't stupid. The Golden Bull said that it wouldn't kill him now, but it didn't mean that it wouldn't kill him later. What terrified him even more was that this Golden Bull didn't look like a leader. Instead, he was a person who did things?
If he was already so outstanding, what kind of person was his leader? Mike felt a pang of guilt. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have stupidly volunteered to carry out this capture mission!
Originally, he thought that it would be a simple matter to capture a foreigner. He just had to send ten burly men to stand in front of that person. That person would be so scared that he would piss his pants!
In the end, when the ten of them stood in front of the other party's subordinates, before they could even stand properly and say a word, they were already lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. They were also scared witless.
Then, he hadn't even seen the face of the person he was supposed to catch … Mike really wanted to cry. He was really unlucky. Why was he so proactive?
"You will see it in a while!" Golden Bull didn't say much, and his tone was still very cold. Thinking of the relationship between Yang Ming and the hotel, Golden Bull also understood that the elevator on the top floor was probably locked at this moment. No one could go up, so Golden Bull wasn't worried that these bodies in the corridor would be discovered.
As Golden Bull spoke, he picked up Mike and walked to Room No. 1.
The movement in the corridor didn't attract the attention of Zhang Bin in Room No. 2. After all, Golden Bull moved very quickly, and the movement was very small. At this moment, Zhang Bin, Zhang Jiefang, and Wang Mei were sighing about their safe return this time, so they didn't notice the things in the corridor.
Mike was carried by Golden Bull like a chicken and came to the door of Room No. 1. Golden Bull knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened. Mike finally saw the person he was supposed to catch this time, Yang Ming.
After Yang Ming opened the door, he turned and entered the room. Golden Bull carried Mike and walked behind him. Then, he came to the center of the room and threw Mike on the ground.
"Big brother, I didn't do it on purpose. I'm just a small fry. I'm just a small character. All of this was arranged by our boss, Headless Wolf. He asked me to catch you, so I had to catch you! Please don't vent your anger on me. I had no choice! " Mike had figured it out at this moment. There was no other way except to kneel and beg for mercy. Not to mention whether this Yang Ming was powerful or not, just his underling alone was terrifying enough. One person killed ten people in an instant. What kind of speed was that?
Anyway, a wise man knew better than to fight when the odds were against him. If he couldn't beat him, he would be a fool if he didn't beg for mercy. Ten years was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He would make plans after he returned alive. If he lost his life, what was the use of the rest?
Therefore, Mike also gave up his dignity and kowtowed in the center of the room regardless of his image. Anyway, image and dignity were nothing. In Mike's opinion, what was the point of dignity and image if he died? If he didn't die, everything else was just floating clouds.
"Let him get up. Don't dirty my carpet." Yang Ming waved his hand to Golden Bull. Yang Ming didn't want to get blood on the carpet. Although it wasn't his carpet, it was inauspicious to live here.
"Yes!" Golden Bull responded and picked up Mike, "The leader didn't ask you to kowtow. You stay here obediently!"
"Ah! Yes, yes! " Mike didn't expect that his kowtowing would cause others to be disgusted. He quickly stabilized his body and said carefully.
"Okay, you don't have to do these useless things here," Yang Ming frowned and looked at Mike with some disdain, "I won't kill you."
"Ah? Thank you! Thank you! "Mike was surprised and quickly said happily.
"What about the people he brought?" Yang Ming ignored Mike and asked Golden Bull.
"They have been dealt with," said Golden Bull.
"Good." Yang Ming nodded and then said to Mike, "You take these corpses back. Tell your gang leader, Headless Wolf, to tell Govisik that there are only eighteen hours left."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely pass the message!" Although Mike didn't know what Yang Ming meant, Yang Ming obviously wanted to let him live now. Of course, he quickly agreed! Anyway, as long as he didn't die, he would do whatever he was told to do!
"En, Golden Bull, find some bags and put the corpses in them. Let him find a car to take them away," Yang Ming said to Golden Bull.
"Okay, leader!" Golden Bull carried Mike and directly grabbed him again. He went out of Yang Ming's room and threw him at the door, "Wait for me here. I will find the bags."
"Yes, yes!" Mike nodded quickly. Seeing that Golden Bull had really gone far and entered the elevator, Mike's heart was a little excited. Golden Bull is gone, and Yang Ming isn't watching here. I can escape now. Should I escape or not?
The current situation was very suitable for escape, but Golden Bull was a little hesitant! Just now, he heard Yang Ming's intention to let him live. Even if he didn't escape, he wouldn't die. However, if he escaped and was caught, it would be self-defeating if Yang Ming and Golden Bull changed their minds again.
Therefore, in order to avoid new problems, Mike decided not to run.
After all, Yang Ming said that he would let him go, so it must be true. Yang Ming didn't need to lie to him at all. If he wanted to kill him, it would be a piece of cake. What was the use of lying to an insignificant person like him?
After figuring this out, Mike waited there with peace of mind. He didn't mind waiting for a while. Anyway, carrying these corpses back showed that he was loyal and didn't abandon his companions. At that time, he would be able to answer to Headless Wolf.
After a while, Golden Bull came back with a few woven bags. Seeing that Mike was waiting there with peace of mind, Golden Bull was quite satisfied. He threw the woven bags in his hand to him and said, "Put their corpses in them yourself."
"Yes, yes!" Mike took the bags and began to put the corpses in them. Anyway, he didn't care about anything else. If he couldn't put them in, he would just fold them. Who cares? He would stuff them in first.
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