Night Stage Stadium is located in the middle of Qianshui Street. It can be said that this is the most chaotic area of Qianshui Street, and it can also be said that this is the calmest place in Qianshui Street.
It is said to be chaotic because no one who is not a gangster dares to hang around here. It is said to be the calmest because no gangster dares to cause trouble here.
At three o'clock in the morning, the place was still brightly lit, but what was very different from the atmosphere in the past was that there were undoubtedly many less gangsters walking around casually. The four gates of the billiards city were also closed early, and each gate was squatting.
There were three or five people who looked like they were doing nothing, but were watching the gangsters on the street with vigilance.
Inside the billiards city, it is a different scene.
More than thirty men in black clothes were forming a circle in the middle of the billiards city. Each of the men in black basically had something in their hands, and the most common one was undoubtedly a machete.
In the middle of the encirclement, seven trembling gangsters were kneeling in a row while being pointed at knives.
Zhang Yang glanced at each of their faces one by one. Chen Tianxiong said it on time. Two hours is two hours. Seven of the eight gangsters who participated in the beating of He Ting this afternoon have been arrested. The other one didn't know who was listening.
Because of the news or other reasons, he escaped.
Qianshui Street is very mixed, with a lot of gangsters, but very few organized groups. Even if there are, they themselves will not admit it. Chen Tianxiong told Zhang Yang that these seven people are the kind of people who work together temporarily. They cut off people and divide the money.
The kind that makes trouble.
To be able to get together, there must be an organizer, so Zhang Yang now has to find out this person first, and then find the person who invited them from there.
The night was very late and the wind was very cold, but there was a rush of blood in Zhang Yang's mind.
"I started asking." Chen Tianxiong glanced at him and reminded him that the next scene would probably be very bloody. Maybe he felt that a bookish person like Zhang Yang was not suitable to appear here.
Chen Tianxiong waved his hand and asked someone to drag a gangster in front of him.
"Name?"
The bastard hesitated for a moment and was immediately slapped hard!
"Name?"
"Ah Qiu!"
"Sister Qiu, your real name is on your ID card!" Agou, who was behind the bastard, hit him on the shoulder with a stick.
The bastard screamed and shouted loudly: "My real name is Wang Gao!"
"Where do you live?"
"Room 201, Building 3, No. 7, Jingshui Road, Yuetian District..."
Agou looked at Zhang Yang and explained: "Our brothers will investigate later. If he lies, he will cut off one of his hands!"
When the bastard heard this, he immediately changed his words and said: "Brother, brother, I just made a mistake. My home is at 303, No. 4, Shangbin Road, Yuetian District...ah!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black next to Agou hit him in the ribs with a stick. The bastard named Aqiu screamed and fell to the ground on the spot.
"Fuck! Do you think we are easy to fool? If you tell a lie again, I will chop off your hands!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, brother, I don't dare anymore!" The bastard curled up on the ground in pain and kept wailing.
"Don't you dare?" Agou stepped forward, stepped on his face and rubbed him, then squatted down, reached out and slapped him several times, and asked, "Do you know why I arrested you?"
The bastard looked at several people around him. He felt like he was in a clear mirror, but he pretended not to know. He shook his head innocently: "I...I don't...know."
"Don't know? It's useless. Chop off his index finger and ask the next one." Chen Tianxiong said calmly from the side.
When the bastard heard this, he screamed: "Don't... don't, I know, I know..."
"It's too late..." Chen Tianxiong waved his hand. A man in black grabbed the gangster's hand and pressed it to the floor. Agou and another man in black opened his fingers, raised the knife in their hands, and pointed it directly at the index finger of his right hand.
Cut it down.
"Ah!" The bastard immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept rolling his hands on the ground and screaming.
Chen Tianxiong gave him a cold look and asked calmly: "Have you recovered some of your memory?"
"Remember...remember, in the afternoon, an old man who was watching the ice skating rink found us on the street and gave us five hundred yuan each, saying that we would help him teach an old man who was fighting for a stall with his cousin. We brothers thought
It was just such a trivial matter, so I agreed. Brother, I shouldn't have listened to that bastard and went... to beat the old man, but I didn't do it, I... I just kicked him."
"Kick? Where?" Zhang Yang walked up slowly and glanced at the bastard.
The bastard covered his severed finger and groaned. When he saw Zhang Yang, he asked indifferently: "Who are you?"
"Which position?" Zhang Yang asked a man in black next to him to borrow an iron pipe and asked slowly.
The bastard swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shook his body, and replied tremblingly: "My little... calf, kicked... twice."
"You kicked two feet, right? I'll ask the others later, if it wasn't two feet, or three feet, I would just chop off your entire foot..." After saying that, he rounded the iron rod in his hand and pointed it at the
The gangster's calf was hit hard.
"Bah!" His calf was fractured on the spot...and then, a heart-rending scream roared out of the gangster's mouth again!
The gangsters kneeling beside him were dumbfounded on the spot. Four of the remaining six people peed on the spot.
Zhang Yang looked at it and said to Chen Tianxiong: "Brother Xiong, please pick out the one who hasn't peed!"
Chen Tianxiong glanced at Zhang Yang, and was shocked in his heart. This Zhang Yang seemed to be no less ruthless than him. He waved to A Gou, who quickly led someone to pick out another one from the crowd who was relatively calm.
Bullying.
Zhang Yang glanced at him and walked slowly to his side. Before he could speak, the bastard was so frightened that he peed: "Brother...Brother, please spare me, I am also being bewitched..."
Agou beside him came up and kicked him in the chest: "Did you let me speak? Tell me your name and address."
After the gangster reported his name and address, another man in black immediately came up and hit him on the chest.
Then he said to Zhang Yang: "You can ask now!"
"Which one of these is Lao Ye?" Zhang Yang squatted down, looked at the gangster, and asked slowly.
The bastard shook his head and said, "Old Ye ran away and is not here."
"So!" Zhang Yang pointed at the bastard who had his fingers chopped off and his legs broken, and asked, "Where did he hit the old man this afternoon?"
"He...he kicked me a few times."
"How many feet?"
"Probably three legs!"
Zhang Yang frowned, stood up, and slowly walked towards the gangster with the broken finger: "You lied to us and said you only have two feet?"
When the gangster lying on the ground heard this, he stopped and endured the pain and shouted loudly at the newly caught gangster: "A Xin, you bastard, I'm fucking your mother, who are you?
It’s time for me to kick you three times.”
Zhang Yang looked at Chen Tianxiong and said, "Brother Xiong, it seems the only way is to let them testify against each other."
Chen Tianxiong walked up and said with a smile: "You can just leave it to me, but it seems that the organizer may not really be inside. It's up to you to deal with the rest of the group."
“My friend’s father is still in the ICU, so if these people had their hands broken, they would break their hands; if they had their chests, they would break their ribs; if they had their legs, they would break their legs or hit their heads.
Yes, I cut off his ears and gave him a concussion..." Zhang Yang glanced at them and didn't say the rest. Anyway, these people didn't think about the lives of others when they attacked others, let alone the bastards who were crippled.
One, contributes more to society.
Originally, he wanted to do it himself, but when he broke the leg of the first gangster just now, the system did not award points, reminding him that the statute of limitations had expired, so Chen Tianxiong and the others had to do these laborious things for him until they were caught.
That Aye, it's not too late to take action yourself.
Zhang Yang walked out of the billiards city. It was a cold time and there was no one else on the lonely street except for a few gangsters hiding in the corner looking at their mobile phones.
I took out my phone to check the time, but found that there were many missed calls and several text messages.
It belongs to Joshier.
After casually glancing at it, Zhang Yang slapped his head and said to himself, "Oh no," he was so busy that he didn't go back before twelve o'clock and didn't send her a message. Then the ringtone of his broken phone was broken and he didn't notice it.
Josh’s phone calls and text messages.
Her last message was sent half an hour ago: "You bastard, why don't you reply to your messages and calls? I'm going to find you."
For a moment, Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly became sore, and tears almost burst out of his eyes. Damn girl, how can you look for me alone so late? You are looking for trouble! Don't you know the danger?
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