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"I see."

Xie Junwu laughed, "So you came in?"

Cold sweat dripped from Dajun's forehead, he went up and pushed Hong Lei hard, "Damn old man, don't talk nonsense, your son's death has nothing to do with us, and we didn't kill him, get out, waste our boss's time , can you afford it?"

Pushed by him, Hong Lei sat down on the ground, looking even thinner. He looked at Da Jun, Xie Junwu and the others with pleading eyes.

"Forget it, army."

Xie Junwu sighed, took out a wad of money from the sofa, squatted down, and stuffed it into Hong Lei's collar.

"Uncle Hong, I do know Xiao Fei and have had dinner with him a few times. This kid is very nice and loyal. I was very shocked to hear the news of his death."

Xie Junwu smiled and said, "However, he was not with us the day he died. The police have also investigated this matter. He was not involved in any of our affairs, and we don't have to take any responsibility for this matter." .

"However, no matter what he said, he has been with Dajun for a few days, and Dajun is mine, so I have to give Dajun some face.

"I also understand your distraught feelings, but you can't come back to life after death, you'd better be sad and obedient. This money is my silk money for Xiao Fei. You keep it well. If you really want to know the truth, go ask the police. ?”

He patted Hong Lei on the shoulder, stood up, and gestured to Dajun: "Take the old man to the security room, find out where he came in, remember not to be rude, as long as you find out whose negligence is Alright, then, let the old man walk."

Da Jun nodded, and nodded Hong Lei with his chin: "You are lucky, get up and go."

Hong Lei touched the wad of money hard on his chest, without a moment's hesitation, took out the money, placed it squarely at Xie Junwu's feet, shook his head and said, "I don't want money, I just want the truth, please tell me something About Xiao Fei, where does he hang out with you all the time, has he met any suspicious people, has he had any conflicts with anyone - all I want to know is this."

"you--"

Da Jun stared, "Don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Xie Junwu also laughed angrily, took out another wad of money, threw it on Hong Lei's head, and said lightly: "Uncle Hong, the most important thing to be a man is to know how to watch your words, watch your mood and stop when enough is enough. I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you. If you have anything to say, talk to Dajun and the others, anyway, Xiaofei follows Dajun, and Dajun knows the most about him."

With that said, Xie Junwu turned around and wanted to leave.

But it doesn't matter, a trouser leg was grabbed by Hong Lei.

Hong Lei's hands were filthy, full of oil that penetrated into the pores, and immediately left a clear paw print on his trousers.

Dajun and the others gasped suddenly.

Xie Junwu also raised his eyebrows high, as if he didn't expect that someone would dare to push forward like this in front of him.

"I know that you are the leader. Your name is Xie Junwu, and everyone calls you 'Xiao Wu'. You are very famous in this area."

Hong Lei begged bitterly, "You must know a lot of things, please help me find out the cause of Xiao Fei's death!"

"Old, boss!"

Dajun and the others were shocked and stammered.

Xie Junwu's eyebrows trembled, and he made a gesture of calmness and calmness, smiling all over his face, and asked patiently: "You know who I am, you investigate me?"

"I just want to know the truth.

"Hong Lei bowed his head.

"All right."

Xie Junwu nodded, with a helpless look on his face.

Afterwards, he picked up a bottle of red wine on the table, swung it around, and beat Hong Lei hard on the head.

Hong Lei didn't even make a muffled groan, and fell to the ground in response. His gray hair was red, whether it was blood or wine.

Xie Junwu threw away the broken wine bottle, and gestured to the army expressionlessly.

Dajun didn't react for a while, until Xie Junwu hooked his fingers, showing an impatient look, then he shivered, opened the constant temperature wine cabinet, took out another red wine and handed it to Xie Junwu.

Xie Junwu weighed it up and said with a smile: "This one is not bad. It took a lot of money to get it back last year."

Before he finished speaking, there was another "bang", and the second red wine hit Hong Lei's temple directly, making Hong Lei's face smeared, like an evil spirit coming out of a pool of blood.

Xie Junwu breathed a sigh of relief, shook the wine stained on his body, squatted down and looked at Hong Lei's bloody face, and said lightly: "Uncle Hong, don't come here, and don't look for me, this isn't you The place where you should come, and I am not the person you should be looking for, understand?"

"Please...please...tell me..." Hong Lei's eyes were sunken in blood, and he made a weak voice.

Xie Junwu curled his lips, took out two wads of money from the sofa, and threw them beside Hong Lei.

"Take him to the security room to ask for clarification, then send him to the hospital, and clean up here again."

His face was full of disgust, as if repelling a fly, "What a fucking disappointment!"

Da Jun and others nodded in agreement, and lifted Hong Lei from the pool of blood.

"Xie Junwu...Xiao Wu...Master Xie...Really, is there really no discussion? I only need five minutes, and I only want to waste your five minutes! Don't, don't do this, you will regret it!" Hong Lei spewed blood In the mouth, there was a muffled sound.

Xie Junwu's eyes shone with surprise, and he was stunned for a long time.

It seemed that no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

After a long time, he picked up the broken wine bottle from the ground, looked at the sharp glass shards on it, and listened to Hong Lei: "What did you say?"

"I said, I don't want money, neither silk nor medical expenses. I just want to waste five minutes of your life, please, please!" Hong Lei begged bitterly.

"No, not this sentence."

Xie Junwu was still smiling, but his teeth were shining sharply, "Next sentence."

"I said, you will regret it." A look of despair flashed in Hong Lei's eyes, and he said softly but clearly.

Everything that followed happened within three seconds.

But in the perception of everyone, it seemed that a full twenty-four hours had passed.

Those were the twenty-four hours in which days felt like years, and life was worse than death.

First of all, Hong Lei bent his elbow and smashed it on the young man's chest on the left who supported him.

Half of the young man's chest was deeply sunken by Hong Lei's elbow, and three or five ribs were broken in response, and even a piece of bone pierced through the flesh, protruding whitely.

Then, before everyone reacted, even before the young man screamed, Hong Lei grabbed his broken rib and pulled out half of the bloody rib with a ruthless pump. .

The young man reacted instinctively and widened his eyes.

Then, his ribs, like a scimitar, pierced deeply into the eye socket, pierced the eyeball, and reached the brain, destroying the cerebral cortex and central nervous system.

At this time, Da Jun and the other two youths reacted slightly, and their reaction was nothing more than screaming.

Hong Lei regained his freedom.

In the aging body, it seemed that a secret passage leading directly to hell had been opened, so that the most ferocious ghosts in the 18th floor of hell crawled out to occupy his body.

He spread his ten fingers apart, bowed left and right, grabbed the faces of the two youths, like a running rhinoceros, and pressed them all the way to the wall. Then, his ten fingers were like ten red-hot irons, easily embedded in the faces of the two youths, and smashed them into pieces. Every bone on their heads was smashed, a large amount of viscous and suspicious liquid sprayed out from the seven orifices and between the fingers.

The army was scared to pee.

But there was also a shock, and the reaction was restored.

And his only reaction was to leave Xie Junwu behind and run away.

Before he touched the handle, he was grabbed back by Hong Lei's big blood-stained hand.

Hong Lei shook his arm, and there was a "crackling" sound in Dajun's body, as if a dozen or twenty joints had been shaken apart by Hong Lei, turning them into a puddle of mud.

Hong Lei threw Da Jun onto the sofa, and then punched hard at the center of his face.

Dajun's nose bleeds violently, and he raised his head and covered his face.

Unexpectedly, Hong Lei grabbed a broken wine bottle and stabbed it into his crotch with the sharpest glass shard.

Suddenly, a torrent surged out of the bottle.

Dajun wanted to scream, but Hong Lei took two wads of money and stuffed them into his mouth, blocking all his voices.

Dajun wanted to struggle and twitch, but Hong Lei stretched his fingers and firmly pressed his head, allowing him to jump around like a prawn in a frying pan.

three seconds.

Three dead men still twitching.

A living person covered in bruises, whose life would be worse than death.

There was also a demon with gray hair and a bloody face.

Hong Lei finished everything with a deadpan face, as if he was doing maintenance work he had been doing for decades.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Xie Junwu who was close at hand.

Xie Junwu was completely dumbfounded.