Chapter 452: Old Thief, I'll Take Your Life
"No, no one ordered me to do that." Ma Liu stammered.
"It seems you don't want to tell the truth."
Zhou Zhuo's voice was low but very penetrating. Ma Liu felt that this voice could kill people.
He is just a young man in his twenties, how could he have such a strong aura.
The fan was on in the office, but Ma Liu's clothes were soaked with sweat. "No one ordered me to do that. I just ran into him on the street that day, and he insisted on going gambling with me."
"Very good." Zhou Zhuo curled the corners of his lips coldly.
He didn't ask any further questions, but instead gave a wink to Huang Erlang who was standing beside him.
Huang Erlang knows his family's martial arts, and he made an agreement with Zhou Zhuo when he came that he would show off some fancy moves if necessary.
Seeing Zhou Zhuo's wink, he immediately understood what to do.
He squatted in a horse stance, secretly practicing his skills. After a moment, he let out a cry of "Hey!" from his chest.
Ma Liu, who was standing by, was frightened by the sudden sound. He turned his head and saw that Huang Erlang had become violent.
He was as light as a swallow, his palms as swift as flying, and his palms merged into one. A flower shadow swayed before his eyes, as if it would suck the whole person in if it got close. Gusts of cold wind whistled by, giving people goose bumps.
Ma Liu's sweat began to flow even faster, like a river on his head. What was this guy trying to do? Why was he putting on such a show? It was terrifying.
At this moment, Huang Erlang took the pen on the table in his hand like Monkey King stealing peaches, and rushed towards Ma Liu at an extremely fast speed. Ma Liu felt a cold wind coming straight at him and closed his eyes in fear.
"You old thief, I'm going to kill you!" Huang Erlang shouted.
Ma Liu suddenly opened his eyes and found the sharp tip of the pen against his neck.
Huang Erlang opened his eyes wide, and a fire flashed in his eyes.
This time Ma Liu was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
I thought to myself, great hero, please give me a quick death, whether I live or die. If this goes on, someone will die.
Huang Erlang's pen tip pressed against his neck for a moment, then he suddenly took the pen away and stabbed it into his foot.
The pen was deeply embedded in Ma Liu's shoe, with only half of the pen body left outside. It was estimated that the pen was scrapped.
This pen is a Parker pen that Wang Gebi asked someone to buy. The nib is made of 14k gold. If I knew that the pen was going to be useless like this, I would be heartbroken.
Ma Liu screamed "Ah".
His body couldn't help but soften, and he fell to his knees on the ground.
With trembling lips, he said, "I, I, I'll tell you!"
Before Huang Erlang came, Zhou Zhuo asked him to go to the store to get a tape recorder, which came in handy at this time.
Ma Liu's words were recorded word for word by the tape recorder.
Only after he had said everything and was sure there were no loopholes did Zhou Zhuo let him go.
Ma Liu pulled the pen out of his shoe, exaggeratedly pulled one leg, and walked limping.
Huang Erlang laughed so hard seeing him like this that he almost couldn't breathe. "Oh, you're such a fool! That pen didn't hurt you at all."
Ma Liu paused and quickly took off his shoes to take a look. He saw a hole between his thumb and middle finger. The pen was stuck between his two toes, so there was indeed no injury.
He turned his head, looked at Huang Erlang resentfully, and ran away as if there was a wolf chasing him.
Huang Erlang put the cap back on the discarded pen, put it back in place, and carefully inserted it into the pen holder. "What should we do next?"
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