After Deng Mingzhu finished telling the story between herself and Zhou Guangmao, she thought that Zhou Guangmao was dead, and she couldn't help but feel sad, and her tears kept falling again.
"Now that Amao is dead, any sacrifice I make will be of no value, and my life will be meaningless!" Deng Mingzhu, who was heartbroken, lifted the muzzle of Lin Xiaoming's gun and pointed it at his forehead, "You shoot
Just use the gun, I don’t want to live anyway!”
After Lin Xiaoming pondered for a while, he actually fired, but he did not shoot at Deng Mingzhu, but turned the gun around and pulled the trigger towards his own head!
Deng Mingzhu was dumbfounded. This woman's nerves were miswired and she actually committed suicide?
However, after the trigger was pulled, the gunshot did not sound, and there was still a "click" sound coming from the gun chamber.
There were four chances left just now, and now there are only three?
While Deng Mingzhu was counting like this, Lin Xiaoming seemed to be afraid that he would not die quickly enough, so he pulled the trigger again, three times in a row.
"Click, click, click!" three times in a row, all of which were empty sounds.
Deng Mingzhu was very surprised. This shouldn't be the case. There was a bullet in the bullet chamber, so how could a shot be fired?
After Lin Xiaoming pulled the trigger once, he opened the bullet chamber and showed it to Deng Mingzhu.
After Deng Mingzhu glanced at it, he immediately wanted to kick it because there was no bullet in the gun.
It turned out that after Lin Xiaoming poured out all the bullets, it seemed that he had inserted another bullet. In fact, he did not. However, his fake movements were very realistic and his speed was too fast, so Deng Mingzhu mistakenly thought that there was another bullet in the gun.
There is a bullet.
In other words, Lin Xiaoming was scaring her from beginning to end, and he didn't mean anything at all.
This should be the case. Lin Daguan is the protagonist and a good man. How could he torture a woman in such a cruel way to extract a confession?
What if you lose your temper and shoot someone in the head?
After a long while, Deng Mingzhu finally came back to his senses, "What... do you mean?"
Lin Xiaoming handed her the gun, and then even handed over six bullets, "I just want to prove to you that I have no ill intentions towards you, I was just joking with you."
"A joke? I was scared to death. Are you kidding me?"
Deng Mingzhu was so angry that he immediately wanted to load the bullet into the gun and blow the guy's head off with one shot.
If one shot doesn't blow, use two shots.
But in the end, she held back, because this guy was obviously a master. If she really wanted to do this, her neck would have been broken before the bullet was loaded into the gun.
Lin Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed when he was questioned and waved his hand, "Don't care about these details!"
Deng Mingzhu's anger continued, "Then what should I care about?"
Lin Xiaoming pondered for a moment, "You should care about how Zhou Guangmao died!"
Deng Mingzhu was stunned. When the police asked her to identify the body, she only saw Zhou Guangmao's mutilated body. The cause of death was a grenade explosion, but no one knew who killed him.
"How did Amao die?"
Naturally, Lin Xiaoming would not tell her that Zhou Guangmao killed him by mistake. Instead, he told her, "He was killed."
Deng Mingzhu immediately asked, "Who?"
Lin Xiaoming made up rumors out of thin air, "Ashuman!"
Deng Mingzhu was stunned, "Why did Ashuman kill him?"
Lin Xiaoming spread his hands and said, "Why else? Zhou Guangmao failed in his mission and became a wanted criminal, and one of his legs is also lame. For such a waste and burden, in order to avoid the conspiracy being exposed, we can only kill him."
"No, it's impossible!" Deng Mingzhu shook his head repeatedly, "Zhou Guangmao is Ashuman's adopted son. It is impossible for him to kill Amao. You are sowing discord. You want me to hate the Blood Sect!"
Have you seen all this?
Lin Xiaoming was secretly surprised by this woman's IQ, but his face remained calm and he persuaded her in a gentle tone, "Think about it calmly, do the two Ashuman brothers really regard Zhou Guangmao as their son?"
Deng Mingzhu thought about it seriously and finally calmed down her excitement, because what Lin Xiaoming said was true!
Although the Ashuman brothers adopted Zhou Guangmao, they never respected Zhou Guangmao or paid attention to his wishes. They just regarded him as a dog that came and went when called!
Now that they found that Zhou Guangmao was no longer of use, they naturally killed him without hesitation.
Yes, that’s it!
The people in the Blood Sect are so cruel that they can't do anything!
After Deng Mingzhu figured it out, in addition to sadness, the hatred that had been hidden also surged up in her heart.
Yes, even if Lin Xiaoming didn't instigate dissension, she still hated the people in the Blood Sect!
Deng Mingzhu has always believed that if it hadn't been for them, she and Zhou Guangmao would not have been separated, she would not have married Song Jinlong who was old enough to be her father, Zhou Guangmao would not have become Sun Qingqing's son-in-law, and he would not be in a different place now.
The end!
But soon, her thoughts were replaced by questions, and she looked at Lin Xiaoming, "Who are you?"
"Okay, let's show off our cards, stop pretending!"
Lin Xiaoming took off his wig, false eyelashes, false pupils...etc. to disguise himself.
Despite this, Deng Mingzhu finally recognized him after looking at him again and again, "You, are you Lin Xiaoming, that wild girl's assistant?"
Lin Xiaoming smiled, "Yes, it's me!"
Deng Mingzhu's face turned cold, "Did that wild girl ask you to come?"
Lin Xiaoming shook his head, "No, she is just a pitiful and ignorant girl who doesn't know about these things about me!"
Deng Mingzhu frowned, "Then who are you?"
"I am Lin Xiaoming, Lin Xiaoming is me." Lin Xiaoming pretended to be mysterious, "My former superficial identity was a small village doctor with no power and no background, and now my superficial identity is the assistant to the chairman of Mingde Group."
Deng Mingzhu asked subconsciously, "Then what is your true identity?"
Lin Xiaoming blinked at her, "Guess!"
Deng Mingzhu thought about it and felt that he understood that Lin Xiaoming was also an infiltration-type undercover agent, but judging from his tone and demeanor, it was obvious that he was not from the Blood Sect.
"Lin, what is your purpose of lurking around Song Zhien?"
"I want to destroy the Blood Sect!"
"You? Just you?" Deng Mingzhu sneered, "You are just talking nonsense. Do you know how big the Blood Sect is? How many people do they have?"
The reason why Lin Xiaoming provoked the relationship between Deng Mingzhu and the Blood Sect was not just because he wanted to see a dog-eat-dog scene.
His first mission after entering the world is to destroy the Blood Sect, but as Deng Mingzhu said, the Blood Sect is so huge that it is not enough for him alone, nor is it enough for Chen Zhilin and the Five God Guards behind him. He must recruit everyone who can
The power of coaxing.
The Deng Mingzhu in front of him was not a member of the Blood Sect, but a poor person who was severely scarred by the Blood Sect's persecution. Therefore, Lin Xiaoming wanted to instigate her to rebel and become a major help for him to eliminate the Blood Sect.
Wanting to pull her into the water, she naturally couldn't make her feel weak. Lin Xiaoming pretended to be very mysterious, "You see me fighting alone, but the truth is that it's not just that. The power behind me is so powerful that you can't even imagine!"
"Are you... from the Xiyin Society?"
Xiyinhui? What the hell? I’ve never heard of it!
Lin Xiaoming was very puzzled, but if he wanted to get her to join the gang, he couldn't admit his ignorance. Instead, he had to pretend to be strong, so he nodded without hesitation, "Yes, you finally guessed it right!"
Deng Mingzhu's eyes brightened obviously, "What is your purpose of looking for me?"
Lin Xiaoming then started to talk half-truths and lies, "We discovered that the Blood Sect has been sending people to infiltrate the major wealthy families in Chacheng. It is obvious that they are brewing a huge conspiracy! In order to prevent them from falling and being controlled by the Blood Sect, we have not only
To stop and destroy this conspiracy, we must uproot this dark and evil organization called Blood Sect and eliminate it completely."
Deng Mingzhu listened quietly without interrupting.
"An enemy of an enemy may not become a true friend, but they can stand on the same front. Our purpose of looking for you is to drag you into trouble... No, it is to form an offensive and defensive alliance!"
Deng Mingzhu felt that she understood clearly, "What you mean is that you want me to become an informant or undercover agent of the Xun Yin Society, to provide you with information about the Blood Sect and criminal evidence, so that you can successfully eliminate the Blood Sect."
"That's right!"
"Then what benefit do I get?"
Lin Xiaoming was asked and didn't know how to answer for a while.
In terms of money, Deng Mingzhu is now the second wife of the Song family and is definitely richer than herself.
Speaking of people, although I am quite pretty and young and strong, I am by no means a casual person!
But after thinking about it carefully, he finally came up with an excuse, "You have been persecuted by the Blood Sect, and your lover was also killed by the Blood Sect. But with your personal ability, if you want to take revenge, let alone this life or the next life."
There will be hope. Helping us is equivalent to helping yourself. What other benefits do you want?"
At this time, Deng Mingzhu was convinced that Lin Xiaoming was from the Xiyin Society, because this legendary mysterious organization had this very cunning style of acting, but she was still stubborn, "I still want to get benefits!"
Lin Xiaoming sighed, "Second Aunt, I really didn't expect you to be such a realistic person."
Although this sentence "Second Aunt" is abrupt, it invisibly brings the distance between Deng Mingzhu and Lin Xiaoming closer!
Deng Mingzhu glanced at Lin Xiaoming, "Aren't all women like this?"
"You won't get any benefits from us. If you have to say that you have helped us, we are friends. If you have difficulties, we will give you some help if we can!"
"For example?"
Lin Xiaoming pointed to her frightened nightgown that was wet but not completely dry, "For example, if you have heat and inflammation, I can treat you and cure your illness!"