Chapter 548: Give me a straight answer, explain or not
Mask Gang?
Song Yang actually had some impression of this organization name that was so perfunctory that it seemed to be made up.
Where have you heard that?
Oh, by the way...
The organization that caused a big disturbance in Pingjing City some time ago and finally disappeared without a trace seemed to be called the Mask Gang.
"Okay, I know who you are."
After Song Yang got up from the ground, he slowly leaned against the car door. He reached into the broken window and took out a cigar from the back seat.
After slowly lighting it, he said calmly: "Tell me how much you want. I have plenty of money. If you don't want money, I can get you something else."
Several masked men looked at each other, and Lin Ziyu suddenly said to Li Muhan with a smile.
"Captain... ahem, boss, it seems this kid has confessed himself."
"Don't worry. Having money and whether or not he did those things are two different things."
Li Muhan, wearing a Prajna mask, signaled the others not to worry, especially Zhou Yichen, who was wearing a black evil ghost mask.
At this moment, Zhou Yichen was shaking all over, with his fists clenched tightly. If Li Muhan had not repeatedly reminded him to follow his instructions, Zhou Yichen would probably have rushed forward by now.
"I'll give you a chance, Captain Song."
Li Muhan threw a recorder at Song Yang's feet.
"Tell me everything you've done, and I'll hand you over to the Supervisory Commission. Of course, this Supervisory Commission won't be the one from the Lingyu City Special Management Bureau. After all, you have connections everywhere, and I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to get a 'fair' trial in Lingyu City."
Song Yang lowered his head slightly to look at the recorder, then smiled and said, "I heard that your Masked Gang is very active in Pingjing City, and even ignores the Yunyin Chamber of Commerce and the Linyue Church. I used to admire you very much, but now it seems that you are just a bunch of brats driven by a sense of justice."
Seeing that the masked men were silent, Song Yang raised his foot and stomped on the recorder to pieces.
"I'm sorry, this little scene doesn't scare me. Not to mention you, even the director of Lingyu City's Special Management Bureau is on my side. You guys want to fight me? I'm afraid you're overestimating yourselves."
"Captain...Boss! He's confessing again! We haven't even asked any questions yet, and he's already revealed his accomplices!"
Lin Ziyu shouted excitedly.
"I'm also puzzled. Logically speaking, someone sitting in this position and making so much money shouldn't have such a low IQ."
"Is it possible that because he's been so comfortable in this place for so long, all the skills, experience, or perception of danger that he once honed have atrophied?"
Su Xue, who was wearing a lamb mask, said with a smile.
"His skills are awful. He doesn't look like a captain at all. Look at his belly. It looks like he's pregnant with triplets."
Yin Qi felt strange when he dragged Song Yang out just now.
After all, he is the captain of the combat team. His movements are a bit too slow.
“That’s enough!!”
Song Yang bit off the cigar in one bite. He suddenly raised his hand, and a long sword shining with five-colored light slowly rose from his back.
"You little bastards, do you really not know how to write the word 'death'?!"
"Hahaha." Li Muhan said to Zhou Yichen with a smile, "See? I told you, these people like to teach me how to write."
"...Captain, Boss, that sword seems to be a magical weapon. It's not easy to deal with."
Li Muhan listened to Lin Ziyu's words, and then looked at the sword. It was indeed a magic weapon, but that was all. It was not some Chinese magic weapon.
"I've heard of the Five Elements Rainbow Sword," Su Xue said after looking at the sword. "It's said to have been forged by five masters using the power of the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. It contains a world of its own, and it's considered a top-tier artifact within the Chinese Special Management Bureau."
"Oh? Then how did this divine weapon fall into the hands of this idiot?" Li Muhan asked.
"This sword itself was produced in Lingyu City, but it was many years ago. The owner of this sword at that time probably didn't expect that the subsequent user would be this thing, right?"
Oh, it turns out there was a problem with the inheritance.
"Have you talked enough?"
A trace of ferocity flashed across Song Yang's face. His fingers tightly grasped the long sword that was shining with five-colored light. The light flowing on the sword seemed to be telling of its extraordinary origin.
The hilt of the sword is engraved with delicate five-colored spiritual patterns, representing the balance and harmony of the five elements, and the sword body is cast from five different materials, corresponding to the power of the five elements.
The golden part is extremely sharp, representing the sharpness of metal; the wooden part is tough and elastic, containing the power of growth and recovery; the blue sword blade like water waves flows with soft and powerful water energy; the flame-shaped red area is the power of fire, which is hot and extremely destructive; finally, the brown part of the sword symbolizes the stability and tolerance of the earth.
All of this was incompatible with Song Yang's somewhat obese body, which had been out of combat for a long time.
"Boss, be careful."
Yoongi whispered.
"I know."
"I mean, he hasn't confessed yet, so don't kill him."
Yoongi added.
Li Muhan smiled and nodded.
Then he looked at the long sword shining with the five elements' light and slowly walked over.
"You're asking for death! Today, I'll show you how I became the captain of this combat team!"
Song Yang brandished his sword and roared, his fat body surprisingly being quite agile.
He took two steps at a time, jumped high, and the long sword in his hand, wrapped in five-colored light, slashed straight at Li Muhan's head.
Zhou Yichen was a little stunned when he saw this scene.
He didn't know how he could defeat such a powerful...
Uh... so powerful...
Before he could wrap his mind around the idea, he saw Li Muhan just standing there, and when the long sword was about to chop down, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the sword.
"Being used by such a person, you must be in great pain. I will help you get rid of it."
Then Li Muhan exerted force suddenly, and there was a crisp sound.
The five-colored long sword was broken by him with his bare hands.
Song Yang's body was still in mid-air. Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. He wanted to loosen his hand holding the sword and move away.
But Li Muhan had already grabbed his collar with his other hand.
"Why are you jumping so high, Captain Song? Come down and talk."
Bang--
The next moment, the fat body was thrown to the ground by Li Muhan. The muffled sound echoed in the abandoned parking lot and gradually dissipated after a long time.
“Cough… cough cough…”
Song Yang still held the hilt of the broken sword in his hand. He tried to struggle to get up, but Li Muhan sat directly on him.
The young man looked so thin, but when he sat on him, he was like a thousand-pound rock and could not move at all.
Li Muhan supported his chin with his hand, and the golden eyes behind the mask stared at the man intently.
"Well, tell me?"
“…Who are you…?”
"The leader of the Mask Gang, Luo Yang."
"...What do I do here? It's none of your business!
"I have nothing to do with it, but I just don't like you. I'm better than you, and I'm just bored, so I'm making fun of you. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"I'm satisfied with your mother..."
Snap——
Li Muhan slapped Song Yang in the face, knocking out two of his big teeth. Blood immediately seeped out of his nose and ears.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't stop. I hate it most when people scold my mother, so Captain Song, can you be more careful with your words next time? I have a bad temper."
"...What do you want? I can give it to you..."
"I just said, tell me what you did, I want to listen for fun."
"Just... just for fun? You won't hand me over to... another special management agency?"
"Ah, no, don't worry, I won't hand you over to the Special Management Bureau."
Song Yang gritted his teeth. The ear on the half of his face that was hit could no longer hear any sound.
He swore that no matter who this person was, no matter how much money he had to pay, he would make sure these people died without a burial place.
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