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Chapter 1033, Killing Yama with One Hundred Thousand Flags(2/4)

"Yes. I am Zhang Yong."

"You want to check on us?"

"right!"

"go to hell!"

Wei Juli suddenly became irritable.

Zhang Yong raised his hand and slapped him again, knocking him unconscious.

Mud, are you arrogant?

"Search!"

Wave your hands.

Everyone took action immediately.

At the same time, Zhang Yong ordered the remaining seven guards to be pulled over.

Bring a table and a chair.

Zhang Yong sat behind the table, took out a shell gun, opened the machine head, and placed it on the table.

He also asked someone to bring an alarm clock and placed it with his back to him.

The expressions of the seven guards all looked uncertain.

"My name is Zhang Yong. I am responsible for investigating the murder of a female student. Let me explain first that there is a body that was transported from near Jinchuan Gate. Don't tell me, you don't know anything."

Zhang Yong said slowly.

His eyes scanned everyone.

"You all have a chance to confess. I'll give you a chance."

"But, everyone only has one chance. One chance is one minute."

"If you are unwilling to answer within one minute, then go and report to the King of Hell. Do you understand?"

"If everyone else confesses, you won't have a chance."

Zhang Yong picked up the shell gun.

Point to the person on the far left.

"Start with you. One minute."

"me……"

"Don't worry. Give it a minute. Look at the alarm clock yourself. Think about it before you answer."

"I……"

The guard broke out in a cold sweat.

The seconds on the alarm clock are ticking.

"I said, I said, I didn't kill the person. The commander himself killed him. He strangled him to death..."

"How did you strangle him to death?"

"He, he was so excited after taking the Fushou ointment. After finishing it, he didn't have enough fun, so he asked the girl to take it too. The girl didn't want to, so he, he..."

"Then what?"

"Corpse, corpse..."

He quietly squinted at the two people next to him. He hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yong's eyes were locked on those two people.

The two people suddenly became nervous and said hurriedly: "We didn't kill anyone, we didn't kill anyone, we were just responsible for transporting the corpses..."

"Where to transfer it?" Zhang Yong asked coldly.

"Jinchuan Gate."

"Who did you notify to transport it away?"

"us……"

The two looked at each other.

Obviously, the answer to this question involves a secret.

Zhang Yong picked up the shell gun.

Snapped!

Gunshots were fired.

One person died on the spot.

Did not say?

Then go to hell!

You're going to die sooner or later anyway.

The gun was pointed at another person.

"I, I, I said, I said, it's Lu Wanxiang, Lu Wanxiang..."

The other party quickly confessed.

I was afraid that if I were a little slow, the bullet would hit the center of my eyebrow.

"Lu Wanxiang?"

"Yep……"

"what for?"

"He He……"

Snapped!

Gunshots were fired.

He fell on his back and died on the spot.

Prefer not to say?

go to hell!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Zhang Yong continuously pulled the trigger.

Kill all the remaining five people.

They are all animals. All must die.

All of them are bullets between the eyebrows.

It's not safe to hit the chest.

What if the heart grows on the other side? It will have to be repaired.

"Bring Wei Juli up."

"yes."

Soon, Wei Juli was escorted up.

This guy still looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Until I saw the corpse of the guard lying on the ground.

"Zhang Yong, are you crazy?" He suddenly screamed sharply.

"Are you aware of your crime?" Zhang Yong's tone was calm, even with a hint of gentleness.

"The envoy personally promised me..."

Snapped!

Gunshots were fired.

The bullet hit the right knee.

Wei Juli suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground paralyzed.

"you……"

Snapped!

The gun rang again.

The bullet hit his left knee.

"ah……"

Wei Juli screamed.

The whole person was twisted on the ground, completely unlike a human being.

"Zhang Yong..."

Snapped!
To be continued...
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