But, he had driven Zuo Zhen around for so many years, he also understood that some questions shouldn’t be asked, and there were reasons for what Er Ye was doing. Back then was Zuo Zhen was still new, he had a nickname “Silver Fox”, more scheming and resourceful than most. But now he was no longer directly involved in fights and killings, his status was different, everyone would now respectfully greet him “Er Ye”.
There was a “Ga!” sound, the sound of the car breaking abruptly, breaking the silence of the night. A black car intercepted them and out jumped five to six men, their faces well covered with hats and scarves, without saying much they started shooting. After the gun shot and glass shattering sounds, within the blocked car they tried to retaliate but it was obvious they were no match for the enemy, screams rang out and blood was everywhere!
Frantic gun shots rang out, amidst the attackers a small figure approached the car. There were four of them inside, besides Ah San and another Qing Gang member sitting in the back seat and just sustained injuries, another two were already dead.
“Get down!”, that small figure pointed the gun a Ah San. The other surviving Qing Gang brother who was at the verge of death tried to move but was heartlessly shot in the head.
“You… what do you want to do?” Ah San’s shouldered was injured by the gun, in pain and scared, his voice trembling.
“What message did Zuo Zhen ask you to pass on to Shi Hao? Hurry speak!” Someone stepped forward, pointed the gun at Ah San’s forehead, “If you miss out on even one word, don’t think of living beyond tonight!” Ah San’s face turned green, “Er Ye… Er Ye only asked me to get on the car and crouch down in the backseat, to not move even if anything happens.”
“Nonsense!” that person panicked, ” Didn’t he ask you to look for Shi Hao to handle the issue with the traitor, you’re still not going to tell the truth….”
From behind, frantic shots rang out, interrupting his words. In shock, he turned around to see half his accomplices down, the remaining two were frightened out of their wits, shooting wildly with their guns,”Who is that, come out!”
In the dark night, even a shadow could not be seen. Only two sharp reflections from the blade of knives from the left side of the wall glinted like shooting stars, before they had time to blink, much less cry out, the last two collapsed, short knives embedded in their foreheads!
Pointing his gun at Ah San’s head, he started trembling. A floor of dead people, the only ones alive were him and shocked Ah San.
“Who’s that?” he yelled out, his voice was sore, “What kind of hero hides in a rat’s hole!” While he kept shooting towards the wall, “Get out!” but, all he saw was a blur, before he could focus, a mist of blood sprayed out. He could not believe his eyes looking at his right hand that just still holding on to the gun, that hand was pierced through with a three-inch knife! A black gun, slowly pointed at his eyes.
The numbing pain on his hand, while he was sweating buckets of cold sweat, he saw a calm, at ease, chillingly handsome face.
“Er Ye?!” He hopelessly muttered, even the last bit of strength flowed out of him like his blood. At that moment he was looking as his most hated, the one he did not want to see the most, Zuo Zhen.
Zuo Zhen reached out his hand, untying his scarf like an old friend, “You’re sweating all over, why do you have a scarf on? Afraid I’d see your face?”
Under the scarf, it was greyish face, bearded, front teeth protruding slightly, eyes full of fear and despair. “He Run Sheng.” Zuo Zhen narrowed his eyes, “Good, so it is you.”
“Er Ye, I didn’t mean to…I, I was forced!” He Run Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quivering as he explained.
“Then, speak, who forced you?” Zuo Zhen spoke coldly, a word at a time asking, “Who forced you, betrayed Qing Gang, betrayed Brother Hui, killing his own brothers?”
“I….I….” He Run Sheng was sweating buckets, “I can’t say!”
Zuo Zhen rubbed the gun against tightly closed eyes, he seemed to be able to sense the heat of the previous bullet. As for Zuo Zhen’s calm and collected voice, was banging against his sanity that was almost coming apart, “What is the reason for not speaking?”
“If I speak, I’ll die ever faster!” He Run Sheng decided to give it his all, “Unless Er Ye promises me a way out!”
Zuo Zhen smiled coldly. “You dare to talk to me in this manner, He Run Sheng, I’ve really underestimated you. If you assume that I’d let you off like this, you’re wrong.” He stared intensely at He Run Sheng, expressionless, “What do you have to talk terms with me? If I kill you, that would be showing mercy. You’ve been in Qing Gang for years, you should understand, that if I want you to talk, there are at least a hundred ways, every single one will cause you to regret why you weren’t killed instead.”
He Run Sheng trembled uncontrollably. He understood, of course he understand, how the Qing Gang treated traitors, and what methods Zuo Zhen had to make him speak. It was worse than death, the moment he landed into Zuo Zhen’s hands it was no longer up to him.
Zuo Zhen told him casually, “From this moment on, once you decide to speak, is the time I’ll let you die.”
“Crack, crack”, two sounds, a pained scream along with the sound of breaking bones rang out, He Run Sheng’s arms were forcibly broken! “Er Ye…” a pathetic and desperate sound rang out into the cold, dark night.
But, he had driven Zuo Zhen around for so many years, he also understood that some questions shouldn’t be asked, and there were reasons for what Er Ye was doing. Back then was Zuo Zhen was still new, he had a nickname “Silver Fox”, more scheming and resourceful than most. But now he was no longer directly involved in fights and killings, his status was different, everyone would now respectfully greet him “Er Ye”.
There was a “Ga!” sound, the sound of the car breaking abruptly, breaking the silence of the night. A black car intercepted them and out jumped five to six men, their faces well covered with hats and scarves, without saying much they started shooting. After the gun shot and glass shattering sounds, within the blocked car they tried to retaliate but it was obvious they were no match for the enemy, screams rang out and blood was everywhere!
Frantic gun shots rang out, amidst the attackers a small figure approached the car. There were four of them inside, besides Ah San and another Qing Gang member sitting in the back seat and just sustained injuries, another two were already dead.
“Get down!”, that small figure pointed the gun a Ah San. The other surviving Qing Gang brother who was at the verge of death tried to move but was heartlessly shot in the head.
“You… what do you want to do?” Ah San’s shouldered was injured by the gun, in pain and scared, his voice trembling.
“What message did Zuo Zhen ask you to pass on to Shi Hao? Hurry speak!” Someone stepped forward, pointed the gun at Ah San’s forehead, “If you miss out on even one word, don’t think of living beyond tonight!” Ah San’s face turned green, “Er Ye… Er Ye only asked me to get on the car and crouch down in the backseat, to not move even if anything happens.”
“Nonsense!” that person panicked, ” Didn’t he ask you to look for Shi Hao to handle the issue with the traitor, you’re still not going to tell the truth….”
From behind, frantic shots rang out, interrupting his words. In shock, he turned around to see half his accomplices down, the remaining two were frightened out of their wits, shooting wildly with their guns,”Who is that, come out!”
In the dark night, even a shadow could not be seen. Only two sharp reflections from the blade of knives from the left side of the wall glinted like shooting stars, before they had time to blink, much less cry out, the last two collapsed, short knives embedded in their foreheads!
Pointing his gun at Ah San’s head, he started trembling. A floor of dead people, the only ones alive were him and shocked Ah San.
“Who’s that?” he yelled out, his voice was sore, “What kind of hero hides in a rat’s hole!” While he kept shooting towards the wall, “Get out!” but, all he saw was a blur, before he could focus, a mist of blood sprayed out. He could not believe his eyes looking at his right hand that just still holding on to the gun, that hand was pierced through with a three-inch knife! A black gun, slowly pointed at his eyes.
The numbing pain on his hand, while he was sweating buckets of cold sweat, he saw a calm, at ease, chillingly handsome face.
“Er Ye?!” He hopelessly muttered, even the last bit of strength flowed out of him like his blood. At that moment he was looking as his most hated, the one he did not want to see the most, Zuo Zhen.
Zuo Zhen reached out his hand, untying his scarf like an old friend, “You’re sweating all over, why do you have a scarf on? Afraid I’d see your face?”
Under the scarf, it was greyish face, bearded, front teeth protruding slightly, eyes full of fear and despair. “He Run Sheng.” Zuo Zhen narrowed his eyes, “Good, so it is you.”
“Er Ye, I didn’t mean to…I, I was forced!” He Run Sheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, quivering as he explained.
“Then, speak, who forced you?” Zuo Zhen spoke coldly, a word at a time asking, “Who forced you, betrayed Qing Gang, betrayed Brother Hui, killing his own brothers?”
“I….I….” He Run Sheng was sweating buckets, “I can’t say!”
Zuo Zhen rubbed the gun against tightly closed eyes, he seemed to be able to sense the heat of the previous bullet. As for Zuo Zhen’s calm and collected voice, was banging against his sanity that was almost coming apart, “What is the reason for not speaking?”
“If I speak, I’ll die ever faster!” He Run Sheng decided to give it his all, “Unless Er Ye promises me a way out!”
Zuo Zhen smiled coldly. “You dare to talk to me in this manner, He Run Sheng, I’ve really underestimated you. If you assume that I’d let you off like this, you’re wrong.” He stared intensely at He Run Sheng, expressionless, “What do you have to talk terms with me? If I kill you, that would be showing mercy. You’ve been in Qing Gang for years, you should understand, that if I want you to talk, there are at least a hundred ways, every single one will cause you to regret why you weren’t killed instead.”
He Run Sheng trembled uncontrollably. He understood, of course he understand, how the Qing Gang treated traitors, and what methods Zuo Zhen had to make him speak. It was worse than death, the moment he landed into Zuo Zhen’s hands it was no longer up to him.
Zuo Zhen told him casually, “From this moment on, once you decide to speak, is the time I’ll let you die.”
“Crack, crack”, two sounds, a pained scream along with the sound of breaking bones rang out, He Run Sheng’s arms were forcibly broken! “Er Ye…” a pathetic and desperate sound rang out into the cold, dark night.
