Sang Kun was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Brother Prince just told me to ask you to pick up something very important. He didn't tell me what it was specifically."
"Are you insulting my intelligence?"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled slightly: "It seems that I have to use your method to deal with you. I remember...you just said that your favorite thing to do is to cut off people's flesh piece by piece?"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Ding stretched out his big hand, grabbed Sang Kun's neck and lifted it up. His right hand had already transformed into a sharp sword, and he swung it...
"ah!"
Sang Kun screamed loudly, a large piece of flesh was cut off by Mo Ding on his thigh, and it was dripping with blood!
"How is it? Have you remembered?" Jiang Zhonglou asked calmly.
"Brother Feng, have mercy on me, have mercy on me, I really don't know...ah!"
As soon as Sang Kun said the word "I don't know", another piece of flesh was cut off from his thigh by Mo Ding, and he screamed in pain.
This time, Mo Ding slashed harder, and blood gushed out from Sangkun's leg!
"You don't have much time left..."
Jiang Zhonglou looked at the wound on Sang Kun's leg, frowned slightly and said, "If you don't tell me, you'll lose too much blood, and I'm afraid you won't have time to go to the hospital!"
"I...I really don't know!"
Sang Kun cried: "I'm just a minor role working for the prince. The prince really didn't tell me what I wanted from you. He just said that you would know it as soon as I told you...
Brother Feng, the entire Hong Kong Island Road is looking for you to get something like that, how could you not know it? Could it be...have you really lost your memory?"
"Of course the real Ah Feng knows what that thing is, but I am not Ah Feng..." Jiang Zhonglou sighed.
"What? You're not Ah Feng? Then... who are you? Why do you look exactly like Ah Feng?"
Sangkun was shocked.
"You don't need to know this anymore..." Jiang Zhonglou sighed and said, "Remember to be a good person in the next life!"
Before Jiang Zhonglou finished speaking, Mo Ding's iron hand squeezed...
"Crack!"
Sangkun's neck was already broken.
The alley became quiet again.
However, a siren seemed to be heard in the distance.
It seems that someone heard the screams of the gangsters and called the police...
"Mr. Jiang, how to deal with this garbage?" Mo Ding asked.
"Put them all into that van, then turn into a car and hit it, then light it on fire to create the illusion of a car accident..." Jiang Zhonglou thought.
"yes!"
Medin threw all six gangsters into their van, then transformed into a black van, sped away, and hit the van hard.
The van was immediately smashed into a mess, and the front of the van was completely gone...
Merdin punched open the van's fuel tank, then snapped his fingers to create sparks...
"boom!"
The van suddenly burst into flames.
Jiang Chonglou held Mo Ding's hand and said, "It beats your lungs..."
"Shua..."
The two of them returned to the second-bedroom apartment in their portable space.
"Mr. Jiang, did I complete the task just now? I was afraid of exposing my identity, so I didn't use anything like knives and guns. I just used a sledgehammer, and others would only think it was blunt force trauma." Mo Ding said with a smile.
"Well, you did a good job. From now on, don't use swords and guns to avoid exposing your flaws..."
Jiang Zhonglou paused and said, "Are you bored staying here these days?"
When he came in just now, he found Mo Ding sitting alone on the sofa watching TV...
The portable space is no different from a prison. Although Merdin is a robot, he already has human thoughts and emotions, and he has loneliness and loneliness...
"It's okay, I just watch TV when I'm bored. I've learned a lot from TV recently!" Mo Ding said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll find a way to get you out tomorrow and turn you into a car. Just follow me from now on!"
"Really? This is great!"
Mo Ding shouted excitedly.
Obviously, he really wanted to go out and follow Jiang Zhonglou.
"Okay, I'm leaving. I have to go back quickly...the handsome boy is here!"
Jiang Zhonglou recited a mantra and returned to the alley.
I saw that the van at the entrance of the alley was burning red, and the six gangsters inside were all reduced to coke...
Jiang Zhonglou quickly walked out of the alley and walked along the street.
I saw fire trucks and police cars speeding over with their sirens blaring.
Jiang Zhonglou walked to a crowded place, called a taxi, and returned to the Pigeon House, a slum.
It was already midnight, and those who worked the night shift had gone home to sleep, so the Pigeon Tower was quiet.
Ami probably hasn't slept yet, but I don't know if the epileptic chicken is back...
However, those three silly bodyguards did not catch Epilepsy, so it was obvious that he was not in any danger...
Jiang Zhonglou took the elevator to the top floor and arrived at Afeng's house.
He took out his key and opened the door and entered the house, when he suddenly felt something was wrong...
There was the sound of many people breathing in the room!
Jiang Zhonglou subconsciously put his magic skills on alert, and then remembered that he was wearing the Meng Cocoon Electrode Cap...
At this moment, there was only a "pop!" sound, and the light in the room was turned on.
Jiang Zhonglou squinted his eyes, adjusted to the light, and saw four burly men in the room.
Two men were sitting on the bed, with Afeng's mother, Aunt Mei, sandwiched between them. The other two men were hiding at the door, pointing guns at themselves...
"Who are you...? Let go of my mother!"
Jiang Zhonglou said in a deep voice.
He never expected that after he had just killed six people from the Yixing Gang, there would be an ambush at home...
Sure enough, all the underground forces in Hong Kong Island were targeting him!
Now these people are using Aunt Mei as blackmail, but it will be difficult to deal with...
We can't call out Mo Ding and kill these four people, right?
While Jiang Zhonglou was anxiously thinking of countermeasures, a man wearing sunglasses who was sitting on the bed stood up, walked up to Jiang Zhonglou and said, "Mr. He Afeng, don't be nervous, we are not bad people."
"Not a bad person? You broke into my house, caught my mother, and you said you're not a bad person?" Jiang Zhonglou frowned.
"A Feng, they are really not bad people, they are sir!" Aunt Mei stood up and said, "They are not controlling me, they are just...waiting for you."
"What? Sir? What are you waiting for me for?" Jiang Zhonglou was stunned for a moment before he realized that the four men in the room were police officers.
People in Hong Kong Island are accustomed to calling police officers as police officers or sirs.
"Mr. He Afeng, we now suspect that you are engaged in illegal triad association activities, and we also suspect that you are related to the murder on a fishing boat a few days ago. We would like to ask you to come over and cooperate with the investigation..."
The man in sunglasses said seriously: "You have the right to remain silent and be responsible. Every word you say may become evidence in court!"
"How do I know if you are real police officers? Maybe someone is pretending to be you?"
Jiang Zhonglou said with suspicion.
Hong Kong Island is a mixed bag, and it is not common for underground forces to pretend to be police officers.
"I am remembered by Q, and my name is Hong Lian!"
The man wearing sunglasses took out an ID and waved it toward Jiang Zhonglou.