Looking at Zheng Shaopeng's reaction, Yang Ming was stunned. This guy doesn't recognize me? How is it possible? How could Zheng Shaopeng not see the fight outside his villa that day?
In fact, Zheng Shaopeng did use binoculars in the villa to watch every move outside the villa. After discovering that Yang Ming appeared and killed the two masters sent by the boss, he fled.
However, Yang Ming's appearance at the moment was too ordinary. Once he blended into the crowd, he might not be recognized in the blink of an eye. Zheng Shaopeng really didn't have any impression of such a common face.
"You can't be so forgetful, right?" Yang Ming frowned. "Last night, we should have met at the door of your villa. I also took care of two thieves for you."
"Ah!" When Zheng Shaopeng heard Yang Ming's words, he was shocked. He opened his mouth wide and stared at Yang Ming in disbelief. "You … you are the person who was with Wang Xiaoyan …"
Although Yang Ming's face was very ordinary, after Yang Ming's reminder, Zheng Shaopeng still remembered the scene last night. The two masters couldn't even make a move under Yang Ming's hands. What a frightening scene!
It was also because of the appearance of Yang Ming that Zheng Shaopeng quickly fled the villa to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
"You remember?" Yang Ming said coldly, "It seems that your memory is not that bad!"
"You … what are you going to do?" Zheng Shaopeng was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ming to come to the casino.
"What am I going to do?" Yang Ming smiled faintly. "That depends on how cooperative you are!"
"I … how can I cooperate …" Zheng Shaopeng said in a panic.
"It's very simple. What I ask, you answer me. Otherwise … hmph hmph …" As Yang Ming spoke until here, he paused and said, "You are someone who has a bounty on your head. I can kill you now …"
When Zheng Shaopeng heard Yang Ming's words, he was shocked! With Yang Ming's skills, wouldn't killing him be a piece of cake? He stammered, "Now … I'm afraid you won't get the reward for killing me …"
"I don't like you, can't I just kill you? Can I not accept the bounty? "Yang Ming threatened with a glare.
Zheng Shaopeng immediately lost his temper. That's right. Do people need a reason to kill people? To Yang Ming, whether he was rich or not, killing him was a piece of cake.
"You … what do you want to know …" Zheng Shaopeng asked carefully.
"Just answer my questions." Yang Ming glared at him and said, "What's your name?"
"Zheng Shaopeng …" Zheng Shaopeng answered honestly.
"Is that your real name?" Yang Ming glanced at Zheng Shaopeng.
"Zheng … Zheng Lai Zi …" Zheng Shaopeng was scared and quickly said, "My previous nickname was Zheng Lai Zi …"
"When did you get your nickname?" Yang Ming continued to ask. Zheng Lazi? I didn't expect this guy to have such a funny name.
"Before I came to work in the casino …" Zheng Shaopeng's fear of Yang Ming was deep-rooted. He was afraid that Yang Ming would kill him to vent his anger, so for these unimportant questions, he told the truth.
"What did you do before you came to the casino?" Yang Ming continued to ask.
"I … I was a gambler …" Zheng Shaopeng didn't have the majesty in the casino at this moment. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yang Ming. Zheng Shaopeng didn't have any thoughts of escaping or resisting because Yang Ming's skills were too strong. Zheng Shaopeng was afraid that if he made any move, he would be dead on the spot like the two masters.
Yang Ming frowned. Gambler, Zheng Shaopeng's experience was nothing special. From a gambler to a dealer, then to a foreman, etc … Everything seemed to be logical.
Wait … No! Yang Ming suddenly thought of a key point. That was, since Zheng Shaopeng could become a casino consultant, his gambling skills must be very high. If such a person was a gambler before, he must be very powerful! How could he not have a name before entering the casino?
Yang Ming remembered Zhang Guozong's words. Zheng Shaopeng had no reputation before he entered the casino, so he started from the lowest level of dealer. Then, if Zheng Shaopeng had not been engaged in gambling-related matters before, it was normal not to have heard of this person. However, Zheng Shaopeng was a gambler, so it was not normal not to have heard of his reputation.
"Where did your gambling skills come from?" Yang Ming thought of the key point of the matter and immediately asked.
"What … what gambling skills …" Zheng Shaopeng was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ming to ask about his key point. He was shocked and stuttered a little.
"What gambling skills are you talking about? As the consultant director of the casino, your gambling skills must not be bad, right? Where did you learn this gambling skill from? "Yang Ming waved his hand and stopped Zheng Shaopeng from talking, but he interrupted him sharply.
"I used to be a gambler, so I know more about gambling …" Zheng Shaopeng wanted to hide it.
"Don't tell me those useless things. I hate people who pretend to be confused." Yang Ming sneered. "Don't force me. My temper is not good. You will be the one who suffers!"
"I … I really didn't lie to you …" Although Zheng Shaopeng was very afraid of Yang Ming, he couldn't say anything about the boss. He didn't want to betray the boss because of his own life.
"Are you sure that you are telling the truth?" Yang Ming asked again.
"I … I am telling the truth. How would I dare to lie to you …" Zheng Shaopeng made up his mind and said.
"Really?" Yang Ming's face suddenly sank, and then he said, "Well, if you don't want to say it, I will say it for you. Your gambling skills were taught to you by a person with ulterior motives, and then you sneaked into the casino. Do you want to scheme against the casino? "
"No … it's really not like that …" This time, Zheng Shaopeng was really wronged. Zheng Shaopeng didn't have any ulterior motives for the casino. He just treated the casino as a career, a place to settle down.
"Hmph!" Yang Ming was a little impatient. Since this guy was so untactful, then Yang Ming didn't need to be polite with him anymore. He suddenly reached out and poked Zheng Shaopeng's body.
This was Yang Ming's acupoint sealing technique, the unique secret of the King of Assassins, Yang Ming.
"Then you can enjoy yourself for a while. When you have thought it through, tell me again." After Yang Ming finished speaking, he didn't care about Zheng Shaopeng anymore and sat on the chair next to him.
Zheng Shaopeng already had the idea of dying. Anyway, he couldn't say anything about the boss. The boss was kind to him, and his life these years were equivalent to the boss giving him.
In the past eight years, the days in the casino were very comfortable. He enjoyed a lot more than he did in the first half of his life! Therefore, he felt that it was enough.
When Yang Ming said these words, Zheng Shaopeng closed his eyes and began to wait for Yang Ming to torture him. In the past, Zheng Shaopeng was still vivid in his mind when he was caught cheating. He was tortured until he was half dead, but he endured it. Therefore, Zheng Shaopeng felt that if he gritted his teeth, everything would be over. At most, he would die.
However, Zheng Shaopeng waited for Yang Ming to do something to him, but he only felt that Yang Ming gently touched him. There was nothing special, right?
However, it was different immediately after that! Zheng Shaopeng suddenly felt that his body seemed to be bitten by countless locusts. There was an indescribable feeling. Was it itchy? Was it painful? In short, this feeling made Zheng Shaopeng a little crazy. It was a feeling that was worse than death!
Zheng Shaopeng scratched his body with his hands and panted, but it didn't have the slightest effect. The feeling on his body was still very strong, making him feel so painful that he wanted to die.
"Ah …" Zheng Shaopeng really couldn't stand it. He screamed and began to roll on the ground.
"You … what did you do to me?" Zheng Shaopeng's voice changed because the pain on his body made it impossible for him to speak normally.
Yang Ming just sneered and didn't answer. He didn't even look at Zheng Shaopeng.
Zheng Shaopeng was still howling at the beginning, but later, he didn't even have the strength to howl. He just kept rolling on the ground, and his face was full of sweat.
Yang Ming saw that it was about time, so he stood up and kicked Zheng Shaopeng with his foot to unseal his acupoints. "Do you want to say it now?"
"I … I …" Zheng Shaopeng felt that his whole person seemed to have died once, and it was even more painful than death! This was the first time he saw this kind of torture. The fear in his heart for Yang Ming was even stronger.
"Do you want to say it or not? Do you want to feel good for a while? "Yang Ming said with some impatience.
"No … no …" Zheng Shaopeng was scared when he heard it. He almost fainted. "I … I will say it, okay …"
In the face of morality and pain, Zheng Shaopeng chose to betray morality to reduce the pain. It was because he really didn't want to experience the feeling just now again. It wasn't something that people could feel at all. He didn't want to experience it for the rest of his life. Even when he thought of that feeling, he had a lingering fear.
"Say it." Yang Ming sat back in the chair and said with some regret, "I wanted to make you feel better, but it seems that it is not necessary for the time being. But it doesn't matter. If you are not honest in a while, you can continue to try. "
Feel better? Zheng Shaopeng almost peed in his pants. Wasn't that good enough? Is there anything more good? I was about to die just now. What is more good? Zheng Shaopeng didn't dare to imagine. He was afraid that Yang Ming would change his mind and give him a better one. He quickly said, "I said, my gambling skills were taught by a master …"
"What master? Who is it? What is his name? "Yang Ming thought, Sure enough, someone taught him gambling skills.
"Who is the master? What is his name? He didn't say. He just asked me to call him boss …" Zheng Shaopeng said, "He didn't tell me anything else …"
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