The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 196 Commander, You Have Violated the Rules 18

Shen Yao killed the man in front of him with a single blow. The bright red blood splattered on his fair face, like a poppy blooming in the darkness.

The evildoer is cruel and fierce.

He was breathing heavily, and the knife in his hand was still dripping with blood. The "tick-tick" sound was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

The people around him were shocked by his sudden ruthlessness, and for a moment no one dared to step forward.

Shen Yao slowly stood up, wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and glanced at everyone with cold eyes.

Yan Qing watched this scene quietly. The young man stood proudly in a pool of blood, with corpses lying all around him.

Creepy and very intimidating.

He couldn't help but admire the young man a little more, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Not bad."

Jing Jie also nodded, "Indeed, his courage and skills are beyond reproach."

--boom--

A dull gunshot was heard, and Yan Qing's expression changed. He turned back suddenly and found that it was not his own people who fired the gun.

That's the person below.

This result made him feel depressed. In Haicheng, arms were prohibited items and their sale and private possession were prohibited.

Only Zhong Yuan has the right to carry guns, and there are also guards and defense forces in the city, and the army is also equipped.

However, no one is allowed to enter the city without a military order.

Now that the people below are holding guns, it means that someone is selling arms in secret. Where is the source of the arms?

"One, two, check where the guns of the people below came from. Make sure to find out who is behind this, especially the source of the arms."

[Don't worry, Boss, I promise to complete the task. ]

The moment the gun went off, Shen Yao dodged subconsciously, but he dodged the first shot but not the second.

The bullet instantly pierced his right shoulder, and the knife in his hand lost its force and fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

The pain in his shoulder made him frown instantly. He staggered back a few steps and covered the wound on his right shoulder tightly with his hand. Blood continued to seep out from between his fingers.

The man looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Although he wasted a bullet, fortunately he still hit the target. He put the gun away proudly.

"Go and catch this kid. I want him to be miserable. He has killed so many of us."

"Yes, Mr. Qiu."

Shen Yao looked at the people who were getting closer, pursed his lips, smiled with relief, did not resist, and did not have the ability to swing the knife.

Yan Qing's eyes tightened, and he spoke slowly, "Capture the man with the gun alive, and kill the others who are unwilling to surrender on the spot."

"It's also a disaster to keep it."

"Yes, Master Qing." Jing Jie took the order and quickly rushed downstairs with his men and began to abuse the scum unilaterally.

Shen Yao looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, sized him up warily, then tried to escape in the chaos, but was caught.

Jing Jie looked at all the people who were subdued, and his gaze stayed longest on the man named Mr. Qiu. Then he looked respectfully at Yan Qing who was walking down slowly.

"Sir, they are all subdued. Here is the man's gun."

Following the direction where Jing Jie bent down, Shen Yao looked at the man coming down the ladder. He was wearing a black suit, straight and elegant, like a nobleman in the dark night.

The suit was well-tailored, perfectly outlining his slender figure, and the top hat of the same color was slightly tilted, covering part of his eyebrows.

But it adds a bit of mystery.

As the person slowly approached, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This appearance was too beautiful, and there was also a hint of heroic spirit.

She is so beautiful that it is hard to tell whether she is male or female, especially her beautiful eyes.

He was holding a long sword in his hand, which looked like either a Tang sword or a Miao sword. The blade was straight and slender, emitting a cold light.

The knife is about three feet long and the blade is about three centimeters wide. The blade is made of fine material and gleams with the unique texture of metal under the moonlight.

The blade is like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery clearly. There are exquisite patterns near the handle.

Just standing there like that, his aura was so strong that people couldn't help but feel awe.

Yan Qing was also looking at the boy. He had a bright and handsome face, with a hint of childishness between his eyebrows. He should be around eighteen years old!

He just glanced at him casually, then turned to look at the subdued man, "Where did you get your gun?"

Qiu Ming was obviously stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then his eyes flickered, "I just picked it up on the roadside."

Yan Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerous light flashing in her eyes, "Do you think it's useful to play dumb in front of me?"

"You should know the consequences of not telling the truth."

Qiu Ming's expression was gloomy. The man in front of him made him feel afraid, but he also knew the consequences of carrying a gun without permission.

I originally borrowed it to play with today, but I didn't expect this to happen, especially because so many brothers died just now.

He was so angry that he lost his mind and opened fire, which eventually caused a disaster. If he gave up Master Zhang.

Then his life and property would be completely destroyed.

He gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. "I don't know, and the gun is not in your hands. What does it have to do with me?"

"Brother, which gang are you on? I am under the protection of Master Bai of the White Tiger Gang. If you know what's good for you, let me go immediately."

Yan Qing sneered and glanced at Jing Jie, "Take him away and interrogate him thoroughly. I don't believe he can keep his mouth shut."

Jing Jie responded and had Qiu Ming taken away.

Then, Yan Qing looked at Shen Yao again, raised his hat slightly, and asked with a distant look, "What's your name?"

Shen Yao was silent for a moment. He was not sure about the identity of the person in front of him, but it seemed that he must be related to the army.

After all, the iron-blooded righteousness of these people is not something that ordinary gangsters can have, so I decided to tell the truth, "My name is Shen Yao."

Yan Qing nodded slightly and directly stated her purpose, "Are you willing to follow me?"

Shen Yao did not answer immediately. He waited for a while before speaking, "Can I think about it?"

"Sure." Yan Qing's eyes fell on the bleeding shoulder. "How is your injury? Do you need me to find a doctor for you?"

Shen Yao looked down at his wound and said, "I won't die. No need. I can leave now!"

At this moment, the two young men who had just left came back again, holding knives in their hands, looking like they were fighting for their lives.

Yan Qing looked at this scene with surprise in his eyes. He thought he was afraid of death, but he didn't expect him to come back again.

"Your friends are here, you can follow them and leave! But my patience is limited, you'd better not make me wait too long."

Shen Yao looked at the two people who were stopped, and his black eyes flashed with something strange, "Well, where can I find you?"

"Let's go to Yuanyi Textile Factory!" Yan Qing said this and left with his men.

Shen Yao looked at Yan Qing's back, his cold eyes moved slightly, "Who are you?" Is it enough to contact that person?

After seeing the man leave, the two young men hurried forward and asked worriedly, "Brother Yao, are you okay? Your injury..."

Shen Yao shook his head slightly, "I'm fine."

"Who was that man just now? He was the one who drove away the people from Baoshan Casino."

"Yeah." Shen Yao responded, bending down to pick up his knife, "Let's go!"