Chapter 6 Killing and last hit
  "Do you think that by handing me over to the Qinghe Gang, you can sit back and relax and even get promoted? You will die at the hands of your fellow gang members." The man said.

If he hadn't been injured and soaked in cold water for a long time, how could he have been caught so easily by these two people.

"Shut up!" Chen Zheng squeezed his arm hard.

"I'm telling you a big secret. You know that in Qinghe."

There was a crisp click, and the man's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened, and strange sounds came from his throat. His body struggled hard, but was held down by two people. After a while, his whole body went limp and fell to the ground.

"A Shen, you?!" Chen Zheng was dumbfounded when he saw the person lying on the ground. He reached out tremblingly and tried the other person's nose, but he was already out of breath.

Chen Zheng turned to look at Wang Shen aside. He didn't know why Wang Shen suddenly made a move and crushed the other person's throat. This was murder!

Wang Shen looked at the man on the ground, his dead eyes widened, as if he was staring at him, a typical deadpan look.

He took a deep breath and, still uneasy, picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed him in the chest. The hand holding the knife was shaking slightly.

"A Shen, what are you..." Chen Zheng on the side didn't know what to say.

He crushed his throat and had to stab him again. Is this a deep grudge against this person?

"He's going to kill us."

Wang Shen looked at the dead man on the ground with a ferocious and unwilling face, and a large pool of blood under his body. His scalp was numb, he shuddered a few times, and something in his stomach knocked out and forced him down.

"But, he had something to say just now."

Wang Shen rubbed his face violently several times, trying to calm down, and turned to look at the torch in the distance.

"Azheng, look at me. What I say next is very important. You must keep it in mind. This man came out of the woods and pretended to be a disciple of the Qinghe Gang. He wanted to kill us, and he was killed by us."

"How do you know he is not a disciple of the Qinghe Gang?"

Chen Zheng hasn't come to his senses yet. He is scared to death now. He has not memorized all the rules of the Qinghe Gang, but he remembers one of them very clearly. It is strictly forbidden for all disciples to kill each other. Anyone who violates it He was severely punished. It was said that the most severe punishment was to cut him into eighteen pieces and throw them into the Qinghe River to feed the fish. His cousin could not save him from such a big thing.

"He is wearing night clothes. No one in Wuyang County dares to chase down the Qinghe Gang!"

"But."

"No but! If someone asks, you didn't hear anything he didn't say just now. You must remember, otherwise we may really die, and your cousin can't protect you!"

Seeing Wang Shen's unprecedented seriousness, Chen Zheng nodded subconsciously.

Next, Wang Shen repeatedly reviewed the situation with Chen Zheng, and imitated the people in the execution hall to ask questions, answering each question, trying to make up for some mistakes.

After calming down, Wang Shen vaguely guessed that the person he had just killed probably had a special identity and knew some secret, so he was hunted down.

At this moment, Wang Shen's mind was thinking rapidly. He didn't know what the torture hall would ask, but he had read dozens of suspense and criminal investigation movies and novels in his previous life, and he remembered many of the plots of interrogating prisoners very clearly.

How to ask questions, make insinuations, whatever means, at this moment, Wang Shen seemed to be a different person.

Although Chen Zheng didn't understand why he did this and just said no to Bang Liming, he still chose to believe him in the end.

It didn't take long for a group of people to arrive here with torches. They took away the man's body, along with Wang Shen and Chen Zheng, and asked them to stay in a room to wait for questioning.

The room only had four chairs and two tables for the two of them.

"A Shen?" Chen Zheng on the side gently touched Wang Shen.

"Follow me, take a deep breath, it's okay." Wang Shen patted him on the shoulder.

Soon a disciple came over to ask the two of them for questioning. Chen Zheng was called in first. Before entering, he was searched and found several taels of silver and two banknotes. After Chen Zheng left, Wang Shen sat quietly in the room and recited the Taoist scriptures silently.

"Fortunately, I didn't bring that scripture with me." He had already memorized the scripture by heart, so he no longer carried it with him at night, but would take it out to read when he was at home during the day.

"Azheng, you're fine, don't panic." He prayed silently in his heart.

About half an hour later, Chen Zheng came back. Before the two of them could speak, Wang Shen was called out.

He followed a disciple in fancy clothes to a room, which was quite bright with two rows of candles.

There are two people sitting at the top, one is in his thirties, has a slender face and a rather muscular body. There is a man in his forties with a square face and thick eyebrows. There is another person on the left. There is a table in front of him. There are pens, ink and papers on the table. It looks like he is taking notes.

As soon as Wang Shen came in, the eyes of everyone in the room fell on him.

"Who's next?" the older man asked.

"Qinghe Gang disciple Wang Shen."

"Tell me what happened tonight in detail and don't leave anything out."

Wang Shen then recounted what happened in the warehouse that night.

"How do you determine that he is not a disciple of this gang?" The question came from the man in his thirties.

"I can't say for sure, I'm just guessing. No one in Wuyang County dares to hunt down our Qinghe Gang disciples, not to mention that he wanted to kill us at that time. I, I just reacted subconsciously."

"I am that person now. Please repeat the situation again." The man in his thirties stood up and came to Wang Shen's side.

"The disciple dare not."

"Just do what you want."

"Yes."

The man turned around, and Wang Shen clasped his wrist with one hand and pinched his throat with the other. The movements were quite smooth, and he immediately let go after clasping and squeezing. This time he exerted less than five points.

"Yes, your skills are quite nimble. Who did you learn this crazy hand from?"

"Chen Zheng." Wang Shen told the truth.

"Chen Zheng? Chen Luan's cousin. Chen Luan's tendon-splitting and bone-splitting hands are indeed quite good. Are you afraid of killing people?"

"I'm afraid, my disciple's heart is still pounding and his hands are still shaking." Wang Shen said, his hands were indeed shaking just now.

"Did that person say anything else?"

"No."

"Have you found anything on him?"

"Well, yes, there are silver and banknotes." Wang Shen said after being silent for a moment.

The person who asked the question kept smiling with a straight face after hearing this. He looked back at the man who had been silent until he saw the other man waved his hand, and he asked Wang Shen to leave.

He didn't have the same room when he came back, but was sent directly out of the yard. On the way back, he met Chen Zheng who was anxiously waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)

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