The strong man's military thorn was knocked out, and his expression suddenly changed. He knew someone was coming, and he shouted quickly.
All the surrounding men immediately drew out their spurs and swarmed towards Zhang Enquan.
But it's too late.
A figure appeared on the field like a ghost, with a series of afterimages, jumping left and right like lightning.
Everyone felt their eyes blurred, and at the same time a strong wind blew by their ears.
The next moment.
Their vision went dark, and they all fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Bang!"
Finally there was a muffled sound.
The strong man at the head was kicked away and hit a pillar under the overpass. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and his whole face was twisted together in pain.
He fell to the ground weakly, gritted his teeth, reached behind his waist, and grasped the handle of the gun.
There was a crazy look on his face.
Although the boss ordered that guns should not be used unless absolutely necessary, he no longer cared about that much.
The strong man pointed the gun at the figure, and with a fierce look, he was about to pull the trigger.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed past.
Immediately afterwards.
"laugh!"
A soft sound.
The strong man's entire right hand was broken at the wrist, flew out with blood, and landed on the ground seven or eight meters away, with his fingers still twitching.
From the broken wrist, blood spurted out.
A blade sank directly into the cement pillar behind the strong man.
The strong man screamed, veins popped up on his forehead, and he was covered with cold sweat.
Then, I fainted from the pain.
Jiang Muyang glanced at the strong man lightly, then turned to look at Zhang Enquan with a dull face on the other side, and asked slowly: "Are you Zhang Enquan?"
"Well..." Zhang Enquan nodded slowly.
Jiang Muyang asked directly: "Five years ago, on the last night before the closure of Dynasty KTV, do you still remember the guests in box 513 on the fifth floor?"
513!
Upon hearing this box number, Zhang Enquan's pupils shrank immediately, his expression changed immediately, and he asked: "You...are you Miss Bai's person?"
Hearing this, Jiang Muyang took a step forward, stared at Zhang Enquan closely, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what do you know about that matter?"
"Hahaha, hahahahaha! I knew it, I knew this day would come sooner or later!" Zhang Enquan laughed like crazy and shook his head.
Jiang Muyang frowned, and just as he was about to say something, Zhang Enquan put away his smile and spoke, his voice unusually calm, as if he was just talking about an ordinary thing: "One day five years ago, someone found my eldest brother, that is,
Zou Xun, the owner of Dynasty KTV. I don’t know what they said, but after that person left, my eldest brother always looked worried. I asked him what happened, but he didn’t tell me and told me not to
If you ask more, you just asked me to prepare some stripping powder. That night, my elder brother had someone put stripping powder into the wine of 513 guests. I don’t know what happened next. The next day, I was still sleeping at home.
Suddenly a group of people broke into my house, knocked me and my family members unconscious with ether, and then set fire to my house. I was lucky enough to survive, but my wife, children, and my parents all died in that scene.
It's in a fire..."
At this point, Zhang Enquan's voice became trembling, and his eyes were full of hatred. He pointed at the strong man on the other side and gritted his teeth and said: "It's him! He was among the people who set my house on fire.
!”
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Muyang turned his head and looked over.
Zhang Enquan added: "Although I don't know who you are, since you are investigating what happened back then, you must be asking for an explanation. Haha, I am already like this, and there is no hope of revenge in this life. I hope you can find out the mastermind behind the scenes."
, it can be regarded as revenge for my whole family."
Jiang Muyang didn't say anything. He walked up to the strong man and kicked him in the chest.
A circle of light invisible to the naked eye swayed.
The strong man frowned, then opened his eyes.
"Look into my eyes!" Jiang Muyang squatted in front of the strong man, looked directly into his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice.
The strong man originally had a fierce look in his eyes, but after he came into contact with Jiang Muyang's gaze, the fierce look in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a dull and hollow look!
In the strong man's field of vision, Jiang Muyang's eyes seemed to have transformed into a sky full of stars. The stars were twinkling like a dream, and he actually fell into it.
After one breath.
The strong man's body trembled slightly, his eyes completely lost their energy, and his pupils were dilated, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, and he had completely lost himself.
Jiang Muyang didn't have the patience to slowly torture the strong man, so he directly used the soul-stirring technique on him.
As the name suggests, the soul-stirring technique is capable of absorbing people's souls. The person who is possessed will lose their mind and be at the mercy of the operator, completely obeying the instructions of the operator.
Jiang Muyang asked: "What's your name?"
"My name is Fan Biao." The strong man replied mechanically.
Jiang Muyang asked again: "Who asked you to kill Zhang Enquan's family?"
"It's...Zhu Fugui."
Fan Biao spit out a name.
Zhu Fugui!
Jiang Muyang is no stranger to this name.
There was this man in the Jindis club back then. If I remember correctly, he was a fat man with a bald head, short height, and a face full of fat.
There is actually his shadow in this matter!
Jiang Muyang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes shining brightly.
Although Zhu Fugui has some capital now, five years ago, he was nothing at all. In the eyes of the Dragon City giants, he was just a nobody. Such a person should have neither the courage nor the energy to do such things!
Could it be that there is someone behind him?
Thinking of this, Jiang Muyang asked: "Why did Zhu Fugui let you kill Zhang Enquan's family?"
"I don't know," Fan Biao shook his head slowly and said, "But I guess Zhu Fugui was entrusted by someone else. Because that day, he hurriedly sent me out to do something after answering a phone call."
Hearing this, Jiang Muyang frowned slightly.
There is indeed someone behind Zhu Fugui!
It seems that I have to talk to Zhu Fugui.
Maybe you can get the answer you want from his mouth.
But before that, there is still a question to ask.
"How did you know Zhang Enquan was hiding here?" Jiang Muyang asked again.
Fan Biao said: "Zhu Fugui informed me. As for how he knew, I don't know."
He is just working below, and what he knows is extremely limited.
Jiang Muyang didn't ask any more questions, stood up and walked out.
At the same time, a voice slowly floated in the night wind.
"This person is handed over to you, and you can do whatever you want with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Muyang had disappeared into the darkness.
Zhang Enquan's eyes lit up, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction where Jiang Muyang was leaving, then picked up a military thorn from the ground, crawled to Fan Biao's side, and stared at Fan Biao with scarlet eyes.
At this moment, Fan Biao was still under the influence of the soul-stirring technique, his eyes were dull and he had no consciousness of his own.
Zhang Enquan's eyes flashed with malice and hatred. He roared, grabbed the military thorn and stabbed Fan Biao in the neck.
"laugh!"
There was a soft sound, followed by a spurt of blood.
Zhang Enquan was sprayed with blood on his face.
He smiled.
Lying on his back on the ground, he laughed very happily.
For Zhang Enquan, his belief in living is revenge, and nothing excites him more than killing his enemy with his own hands.
"Wife, Pengpeng, dad, mom... I have avenged you... I will come to find you right away..."
After saying that, Zhang Enquan held the military thorn in his backhand and pierced his heart.
Blood spurts out wildly.
Immediately afterwards.
His legs kicked up, his head tilted, and he lost his breath.
But until his death, Zhang Enquan had a smile on his face.
He knew that Fan Biao was just a knife and the real culprit was the person behind it, but Zhang Enquan had no ability to seek revenge from them and could only place his hope on Jiang Muyang.
Zhang Enquan believes that neither Zhu Fugui nor the people behind him will end well.