Chapter 70 Mr. Cheng is definitely not a human being
"Are you scared?"
Cheng Long looked at A Biao quietly with a smile on his face.
Through A Biao's confession, he already understood the origins of Wei Jie, Hong Yi, and Tang Bin who provoked him.
The first two are from the movie "A Comic to the End of the World", and the latter is the villain in "Fire Dance", a villain who likes to bully women.
Wei Jie and Hong Yi are both rich men who started out as drug dealers. By the time the plot of "A Comic to the End of the World" unfolds, the two drug lords have become incompatible due to their interest relationship.
Now they are actually playing together because of the fighting competition, which really proves the saying, "There are no eternal enemies in the world, only eternal interests." For money, Wei Jie and Hong Yi can join forces to take over, and naturally they can also join forces with other people. People, make the plate bigger and stronger to attract more gamblers.
But they didn't expect that after the plate became bigger, a glutton would be attracted to bet on who would win, and 330 million yuan was snatched away from their three big bosses.
Although Wei Jie and the others did not lose money in the end, they even made a lot of money.
But they just couldn't swallow this breath.
Cheng Long could understand the anger of Wei Jie, Hong Yi, and Tang Bin who worked so hard to set up business, only to end up making wedding dresses for others, but understanding was one thing, and going back for revenge was another.
Anyone who hurts him will die even if the King of Heaven comes!
"Brother, you can only kill people with a nod of your head. You do this as soon as you come here. Who wouldn't be afraid of you!"
Abiao just looked a little silly, but in fact, he was really not very bright. He wanted to make a fortune but couldn't find a good way, so he had no choice but to recognize his elder brother and help others do shady things.
In fact, he is not very afraid of death. He has killed many people, and he is more or less prepared to be killed.
If Cheng Long had just used conventional means, such as beating, cutting off his fingers, etc., Ah Biao might have been able to survive, or he would have died.
But as soon as Cheng Long showed up, he used unconventional means to suck his accomplices dry. A Biao was not Leon who could not bleed to death from seven holes, so how could he not be afraid!
"Seeing as you are so sensible, I will give you a treat..." Cheng Long suddenly activated the blood-thirsty bead, and the sick Abiao suddenly stiffened, and a large amount of blood mist overflowed from his body.
In less than two seconds, the tall and powerful Abiao was sucked into a human body, and he could not die anymore.
Immediately afterwards, the bodies of A Biao and his accomplices were packed into the storage column by Cheng Long.
Kata!
A few seconds later, Cheng Long opened the door and walked out of the room. Li Fu, who was guarding the door, subconsciously glanced at the room.
The two gunmen they caught on board disappeared after all!
"Who is Mr. Cheng?"
Li Fu no longer bothered about how people disappeared, and instead began to wonder about Cheng Long's true identity.
immortal?
Messenger of Hell?
Or, a Buddhist monk who made great aspirations and vowed to save all sinful people in the world?
All in all, there is absolutely no way Mr. Cheng is human.
"A'Zui's injury is serious. I'll carry her in for treatment first, and you guys can't bear it anymore..." Cheng Long picked up A'Zhui, who was very weak and might fall into coma at any time, and turned around and returned to the room.
Li Fu very wisely closed the door to prevent Mr. Cheng from being disturbed when he was treating Ah Zhui.
Although no one has the courage, if the door is open, even he may not be able to help but take a few glances inside.
"Bear it."
Cheng Long carried Ah Zhui onto the bed, laid his face down, and then roughly grabbed the broken glass behind his head and pulled hard. In an instant, blood spurted out, and Ah Zhui's body twitched in pain.
But even so, Cheng Long still did not start the treatment. Instead, he used his spiritual consciousness to observe the wound and confirmed that there was no residual glass slag in the wound. Then he took out the blood-thirsty beads and treated Ah Zhui, who was trembling all over.
As the blood flowed into Ah Zhui's body along the wound, Ah Zhui, who kept twitching, soon regained his composure.
The wound on the back of his head also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
About thirty seconds later.
The wound on the back of Ah Chai's head had recovered as before. If it hadn't been for the blood stains all over her head, no one would have known that she was on the verge of death.
As the injuries on his body recovered one by one, Ah Chai, who was no longer hurt, finally realized why Meng Na's screams that day were so... wanton.
When the mysterious warm current surged through her body, she felt so deep that she couldn't help but want to moan loudly. "Hmm~~"
Ah Zhui gritted his teeth tightly and occasionally let out a muffled groan, holding it in very hard.
Snap!
I don't know how long it took, but Ah Zhui's beautiful buttocks, which had become a little fuller, suddenly suffered a heavy blow and was slapped by someone.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Long's voice rang in her ears.
"I'm up, but I'm still lying down! Go out quickly and ask someone to come in."
"Oh~~"
Ah Zhui Xiafei's cheeks opened and she opened the door and ran out.
Li Fu, Wang Jianjun, Wang Jianguo and others saw the extremely weak Ah Zhui. Less than two minutes after entering the room, they ran out of the room with red faces and full vigor. Their eyes almost dropped in surprise.
"Achai, has your injury healed?"
"This is too fake!"
"Pa~~ Nonsense! Mr. Cheng has the power of rejuvenation. That is our blessing. If you don't know how to speak, don't say it. Don't embarrass yourself here..."
Everyone was talking at once, and the small living room instantly became noisy.
"Which of you is more seriously injured?"
"Ade."
"Hurry in, don't keep Brother Long waiting."
Ade, who was shot three times, quickly ran into the room.
However, his treatment was not as good as that of Ah Zhui. As soon as he entered the door, he was knocked down by Cheng Long using a sleeping technique.
"Ding!"
A warhead was pulled out of the body by magic power.
The process is a bit rough.
Cheng Long never thought about carefully treating illnesses and rescuing people, otherwise he would not have used the sleeping technique cleanly and decisively, causing people to fall into coma.
One minute later.
Ade walked out of the room in a daze and called out all the remaining injured people in one breath.
"Ade, could you please tell us how Mr. Cheng treated you? Why did you come out so soon after you went in?" Lao Wang's curiosity arose again.
"I don't know either. Go in and take a nap and you will be healed when you wake up."
Ade has not recovered until now. He feels very incredible. He fainted as soon as he entered the door. When he woke up, his face was rosy and shiny, and he was full of energy. He had no idea what happened in the middle.
Wang Jianjun saw Ade's confused face and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Cheng's methods are becoming more and more mysterious. If we are lucky enough to help him, the ancestral graves will have smoke."
"..."
Li Fu looked at Wang Jianjun, whose face was sharp and angular, and looked like someone else's dog-legger. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The painting style was too fragmented, and it didn't look like a thorn at all.
But then again.
From the first time he met Cheng Long to now, the changes in him were indeed astonishing.
"The changes in Mr. Cheng must be related to those people who disappeared."
Li Fu, who was wise but foolish, came to such a conclusion in his heart.
But he wasn't going to say it.
After all, those who died were deserving people. Mr. Cheng reaped the benefits and had money for himself, so why bother asking for trouble and breaking this win-win situation?
(End of chapter)