bantayden 65. Murder in the rainy night
65. Murder in the rainy night
"Brother Tai, you, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Zhang Xiangtai bowing his waist like this, he didn't move for a long time, like a clay sculpture and wood carving.
Ma San and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.
"..."
Zhang Xiangtai stared intently, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Because of his tall stature, he turned his back to everyone.
Others didn't notice at all that a sharp stubble stake was pressing against his throat.
The end of the stake was firmly held in Chen Youcai's hand.
Just a few seconds ago, when Zhang Xiangtai bent down and heard the sound of the rope snapping, he faintly realized that something was wrong.
It's a pity that before he could react, he felt a blur in front of his eyes and a slight tingling sensation in his throat.
Too fast, Chen Youcai's movements were really too fast.
Zhang Xiangtai couldn't even see clearly where the stake came from, and it appeared in his throat in an instant.
Ever since he made his fortune by relying on Cao Kun, Zhang Xiangtai has been domineering in Zhangjia Town.
It can be regarded as a person who has seen big scenes, and has gone through ups and downs, big and small.
But at this moment, he was dripping with sweat.
He wasn't sure, if he dared to move around, would the stake be sent forward without hesitation, passing through his throat?
"Yiyi, stand behind me."
Chen Youcai held the wooden stake with one hand, stared at Zhang Xiangtai coldly with his eyes, and touched his side with the other hand.
With a sudden force from his fingertips, the rope that bound Song Yiyi's wrist was torn off effortlessly.
"..."
Song Yiyi's teary eyes were dull, and she suddenly realized that she grabbed Chen Youcai's powerful arms tightly.
The two of them stood up slowly from the ground.
Zhang Xiangtai didn't dare to act rashly, and also stood up cautiously, lowering his eyes, staring nervously at the sharp stubble of the wooden post.
There was a dead silence in the room for a moment, except for the humming and trembling sound of the saw wheel.
Something happened, something happened!
Ma San and the others turned their heads slowly, you looked at me, I looked at you, their jaws dropped in shock.
No one expected that Chen Youcai would be able to break the rope that tightly bound his wrist, and he had waited for an excellent opportunity.
Now the boss, Zhang Xiangtai, is being held up by him with wooden stakes, this shit, the situation has been completely reversed!
"Yiyi, call and report the crime."
Chen Youcai's eyes were cold, and he felt a little apprehensive, after all, there were a dozen or so people on the other side.
Even after experiencing the situation of facing life and death last time, he is still just an ordinary young man who grew up in the countryside.
"The mobile phone seems to have been confiscated by them..."
Song Yiyi rummaged through her pockets, and finally shook her head helplessly. Chen Youcai's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and poked the stake forward.
"Brother, brother, don't get excited, speak up if you have something to say, don't mess around..."
A severe stabbing pain came from his throat, and Zhang Xiangtai's legs went limp, and he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground without his buttocks.
He was startled and angry, afraid that Chen Youcai would mess around, he quickly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged in a trembling voice.
"Take out your phone and give it to Song Yiyi to report the crime."
Chen Youcai ordered without hesitation.
"Okay, okay, I'll take it out now, I'll take it out here."
Ma San and the others stared blankly a few steps away, intending to rush over to save the boss, but they were afraid of offending Chen Youcai.
Wang Zhuzi's eyes wandered, and he glanced towards the door from time to time, as if he was planning to take advantage of the chaos.
Only Feng Yiming sat there expressionless, motionless.
However, when Zhang Xiangtai took out his mobile phone with a smirk and threw it at Song Yiyi, Feng Yiming stood up suddenly.
"Don't report the case!"
But after a while, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he stared at Chen Youcai with a gaze that wanted to eat people.
It's him again, and it's this bastard who has suffered a thousand knives!
Why every time the plan reaches a critical point, there will always be variables, which will be destroyed by Chen Youcai?
I!Do not!Clothes!
Feng Yiming roared in his heart, his face was ashen and ferocious.
"Brother Feng, Brother Tai, he is still in his hands..."
Ma San stammered.
"There is 100 million in this card, whoever kills Chen Youcai and Song Yiyi for me, I will give it to him immediately!"
Feng Yiming gritted his teeth fiercely, scanned the crowd, took out a bank card in his wallet, held it up, and shouted loudly.
He didn't want to wait any longer, didn't want to be disappointed again and again, he wanted to realize his plan for many years on this rainy night!
Boom, boom!
The roar of thunder came from the roof, shaking everyone's eardrums.
The pouring rain poured down, slapping on the iron sheet, clanging like thousands of sharp arrows.
100 million, a full 100 million!
Ma San and the others were all stunned. They looked at each other for a moment, and unexpectedly several younger brothers showed signs of emotion.
Even Ma San himself swallowed.
Think about it, too, what is the reason for hanging around with Zhang Xiangtai, exhausting yourself?
Isn't it just money?
There is a great opportunity right now, and even the murder weapon is ready.
The desolate countryside, coupled with the erosion of this torrential rain... killing people and burying them, destroying corpses and destroying traces, it is simply the right place and people, a god-sent opportunity!
For a while, the crowd moved forward slowly, step by step, and surrounded Chen Youcai and the three of them.
"Feng Yiming, what the hell do you mean, do you want to watch me get killed!"
Everyone in Zhang Xiangtai was dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, he shouted angrily.
"Don't worry, I'll send you to the hospital for emergency treatment after the incident is over, you won't die."
After Feng Yiming finished speaking coldly, Zhang Xiangtai's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.
Me, I'll save your grandma's leg!
Someone poked a big hole in his throat, who can guarantee that he can be saved?
Crazy, not only Feng Yiming is crazy, even Ma San and other careless bastards are also crazy!
Damn it, it's a pity that I treat you very well on weekdays, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, what kind of money is not spent by me?
I never expected that a mere 100 million would make you bastards betray you!
Zhang Xiangtai was startled and angry, roaring in his heart.
"Yiyi, report the crime!"
When Chen Youcai saw that something was wrong, he also realized that just using Zhang Xiangtai as a shield would no longer be effective.
He yelled, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Yiming who was a few steps away reaching into his arms, and took out a dark object.
With a chill in his heart, Chen Youcai felt his hair stand on end for an instant.
Without even thinking about it, he suddenly pulled Zhang Xiangtai forward to block him!
boom!
The muffled gunshots, mixed with the sound of pattering rain, shocked everyone to turn their heads suddenly.
"Feng Yiming, I, your mother..."
Zhang Xiangtai only felt a chill on his back, and then he felt a piercing pain.
He stared blankly at the small, dark pistol in Feng Yiming's hand, his face lost all color little by little.
With a plop, Zhang Xiangtai staggered and fell to the ground under the panicked gazes of the crowd.
Blood gushed from his back, staining the wood shavings on the ground red.
He lay on his back, his chest twitched, and his dilated pupils gradually dilated.
The local emperor of Zhangjia Town died in peace.