: 229th kill him!

Su Ruoxue was slightly startled, always feeling that Liu Qingyi's coat style was a bit like that of Shen Lang.
Hearing that Liu Qingyi was back, Zheng Zihao was dumbfounded, and he couldn't believe that such a thing would happen if he was killed.
When he came out, Liu Qingyi really came back, Zheng Zihao was completely dumbfounded, and then a huge anger surged in his heart.
"That group of rice buckets! Damn, even a woman can't stand it!"
Zheng Zihao took the opportunity to slip away, he was worried about what Liu Qingyi knew.
After Shen Lang sent Liu Qingyi away, he pressed the communicator next to his ear and said, "I saved a hostage just now, and it took a while. I asked you to relocate, have you stared at the factory?"
Soon, Bai Qingyu's voice came from the communicator: "Have a look, no one is out of the factory now."
"Okay, then continue to stare. Once someone walks out of the factory, immediately catch the person." Shen Lang said.
"I see, ah...ah sneeze!" Bai Qingyu responded and couldn't help but sneezed.
"Have you caught a cold?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
Bai Qingyu curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter what you are doing. You can concentrate on dealing with the current affairs."
"Okay. Don't let me say anything you care about. I really doubt you can marry a woman in the future?" Shen Lang teased.
Bai Qingyu immediately turned off the communicator, too lazy to talk to Shen Lang.
Shen Lang shrugged and ran towards the factory at full speed. In the dark night, like a shadow.
Within five minutes, Shen Lang slipped into the factory again.
Several corpses in the abandoned hut are still lying there, and no one seems to have discovered it yet.
The previous brother Sheng didn't know where he was going. Shen Lang knew the topography of this factory, picked up a machete, and walked along the lights that were on in the distance.
Entering the factory, the incandescent lamp was lit, and there were obviously human footprints. It seemed that it was here.
Shen Lang touched the inside of the factory like a ghost, and heard a sound from the entrance of an old workshop full of rust.
Sweeping away from the corner of his eye, Shen Lang saw a dozen disabled people sitting on the ground, all with mutilated legs, young people in their twenties.
There is a dish of leftovers in front of every disabled person, and you can smell a bad smell from a distance.
These handicapped people are still eating, looking very miserable, it seems that they have been hungry for too long.
Outside a small house close to a studio, several disabled people were with their hands and tied to steel bars. A person below was beating them with a whip.
Several other men in black vests were holding beer and eating braised duck claws. They laughed while watching. The worse those disabled people screamed, the more excited they seemed.
One of them is the previous brother.
"Recently, there is a shortage of manpower. Everyone is working hard and grabbing more people. Mr. Zheng will reward us." Brother Sheng yelled while drinking beer.
"I can't figure it out. Since kidnapping is so profitable, why should Boss Zheng let us engage so many disabled people." A strong man asked.
"You don't understand. Kidnapping is not a long-term job, let alone kidnapping those who are rich. If you are not worried, you will be caught up in the paper. The consequences are serious. Just a few times is enough. Get some disabled people. On the contrary, the value is high, and it is not easy to be discovered. When they are used up, they can sell their organs. What a good economic benefit!"
Brother Sheng spit wildly, several strong men repeatedly said yes.
"Brother Sheng, I heard that after you finish this ticket, you can go abroad to be chic, and you have to take our brother with you at that time!" said a strong man with a flattering expression.
"Okay, after you follow Boss Zheng and Boss Wan and make enough money, you can also come abroad to enjoy the blessings." Brother Sheng smiled.
"Okay, I'll bring some food for the guys outside, you guys play slowly." Brother Sheng picked up a few bottles of beer and a bag of duck feet, just thinking about getting up.
Shen Lang suddenly walked over here, alarming a group of disabled people, holding a long machete in his hand.
A group of brawny men couldn't help but stunned when they saw Shen Lang. Brother Sheng immediately took out a revolver from his waist, pointed at Shen Lang, and said grimly: "What are you doing?"
"Fuck, I haven't seen this guy! When did you sneak in?"
"Could it be the slip that came in?"
"Since it was delivered to the door, the brothers quickly abolished him, and tomorrow there will be another paralytic!"
A group of brawny men surrounded Shen Lang, jokingly.
"Damn, you kid hurry up and put the knife down, you can still save your life!" Brother Sheng yelled violently at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang expressionlessly asked, "Who is your boss?"
"I'm the one who scolded the next door. I'm not brave enough. I'm looking for death!" A strong man picked up a machete and smashed directly at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang snorted and waved the machete in his hand at random.
"Whhhhhhh!"
The man's right arm flew out with the machete.
"Puff!"
The blood rushed, like a rain of blood, an arm was chopped off by Shen Lang abruptly, and bloody, and a hoarse and screaming scream in his mouth.
"kill him!"
Seeing that Shen Lang's methods were so sharp and bloody, the scalp of several brawny men went numb and yelled like crazy.
Brother Sheng raised the revolver. Before he could pull the trigger, Shen Lang rushed up like a gust of wind. With a wave of the machete upwards, Brother Sheng's arms were chopped into two.
"what!!!"
Brother Sheng's face was distorted to the extreme, making a scream of ghost crying and wolf howling, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood.
Seeing that Shen Lang was so alive, the strong men couldn't help taking a breath of cold.
When they just felt the horror, it was too late, Shen Lang stepped forward and brandished the machete.
The blood was floating, and Shen Lang cut off the arms of the two of them.
The ground was stained red with blood, and various screams resounded throughout the workshop.
The remaining two strong men trembled with fright and completely lost the idea of ​​resistance. One man tremblingly said: "Fare... Forgive me! Brother, I... If we offend you, we must apologize to you. Please forgive me!"
Shen Lang grinned and sneered: "Didn't I want your life? I just think that since you like to make people disabled, you can simply make you disabled."
Seeing Shen Lang's devilish smile, the two brawny men were so scared that they were so scared that they knelt on the ground and cried, "Big Brother, please forgive us, we will tell you everything!"
Shen Lang shook the blood-stained machete in his hand and snorted coldly, "Who is your boss? What's his name?"
"I... Our boss is Boss Zheng, we don't know what the name is, really... I really don't lie to you!" A man was incontinent.
Shen Lang smacked his lips and continued to ask: "What is the relationship between this boss and Wan Tianpeng?"