I was knocked to the ground by a stick. Despite the excruciating pain in my leg, I looked toward the back of the gun barrel.
The man holding the gun was about forty years old, with a noticeable scar on his face, and eyes like those of a wolf I'd seen in a zoo—fierce and cunning.
After me, Song Laosan was led into the room. When he saw the middle-aged man pointing a gun at me, he immediately shouted, "Hey! Let's talk this out, there's no need to brandish knives and guns! Be careful the gun doesn't go off, or you'll hurt my brother!"
"So noisy!"
The middle-aged man with the gun glared fiercely: "Cut out his tongue!"
Without saying a word, the other bald men in the room went straight for Song Laosan, one of them even flicking away his folding knife.
When I saw that their actions of holding down Song Laosan didn't seem like a joke, I panicked and started struggling too: "You didn't bring us here to torture us, did you? We'll cooperate with anything you want, just don't hurt anyone!"
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man kicked me and yelled, "Shut the hell up! You're next! What are you standing there for? Get your hands on me!"
Upon hearing this, the man holding Song Laosan down slammed the knife handle twice on his head: "Open your mouth!"
"Clang!"
At that moment, the door was pushed open again, and a man covered in blood walked into the room with a nervous expression.
Everyone else was stunned when they saw that the man was covered in blood.
The middle-aged man with the gun narrowed his eyes: "How did you end up like this? Did you fail to complete the task?"
"There were indeed some problems on my end."
The man sighed: "That bastard Ma Quezi is too cunning. His cane, which he always uses, is actually a disguised hunting rifle. When Xiao Qi and I were arresting people, that son of a bitch fired a shot."
The middle-aged man with the gun gritted his teeth: "Give me the result!"
"Xiao Qi was killed. At that time, I couldn't catch Ma Quezi by myself, so... I killed him."
The man's voice trailed off: "Brother Ming, I didn't handle this well. I thought that with me, Xiao Qi, and Ma Quezi's driver as an inside man, it would be easy for the three of us to catch a cripple like him. I never expected it to turn out like this..."
I heard the man call the middle-aged man "Ming Ge" and then I realized that the middle-aged man holding the gun was Su Gouzi's third brother, Su Jiaming.
Legend has it that Su Jiaming was in charge of security for Su Gouzi's team, and the group of people around him were all people who had served many years in prison, and some were even fugitives.
Su Jiaming was extremely dissatisfied with the result: "Useless! What happened to Ma the Cripple's body?"
The man answered quickly, "When we caught up with Ma Quezi, it was on a provincial highway. There was no one by the roadside when I made my move, but I was afraid that carrying the body would expose us, so I put Xiao Qi and Ma Quezi's body in one car and drove to a nearby deserted mountain!"
Su Jiaming continued, "Where is Ma the Cripple's driver?"
The man pointed outside: "He had already taken our money. Back then, Ma Quezi saw through his disguise as the traitor, and to show his loyalty, he rushed up and helped me kill Ma Quezi. I brought him back with me."
“A person who would betray even his own uncle has no humanity left. You are responsible for taking care of him, and then go directly to Yunnan.”
Su Jiaming thought for a moment: "Xiao Qi is all alone, so no one will look for him if he goes missing. Ma Quezi has been running around to other places lately, so his family probably won't report him to the police anytime soon, and the case won't be exposed in the short term. After you get to Yunnan, I'll have my friends who play with jade gambling arrange for you to leave the country. You can come back after things have calmed down."
Upon hearing this, the man instinctively clutched his lower back: "Brother Ming, if I go there, will I even come back alive?"
Su Jiaming glared at him: "What the hell are you thinking! Your kidneys aren't even worth as much as a fine piece of bronze! The reason I have so many loyal brothers is precisely because I would never harm my own people, understand?"
The person who was holding me spoke up at this moment: "Following Brother Ming, there will be risks, but you won't be betrayed! I hid overseas for three years before, so don't worry, Brother Ming will take good care of your family. You don't need to overthink it."
"Hey, thanks, Brother Ming!" The man finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked out: "I'll go and take care of the trouble outside first, you guys get back to work!"
Upon hearing that Ma the Cripple was dead, Su Jiaming's face turned grim. Seeing the room so quiet, he roared, "Do it! What are you all standing there for?!"
Seeing that those people were really going to cut out Song Laosan's tongue, I shouted directly at Su Jiaming, "Third Master Su! We can talk. Killing us is meaningless. Letting us live will be more valuable to you!"
"Do you know who I am?"
When Su Jiaming heard me reveal his identity, his eyes grew even more ruthless: "It seems that this bastard Ma Quezi is determined to rebel against our Su family, he even told you these things!"
"I didn't hear these things from Ma Quezi! Or rather, our initial cooperation with him was to get close to the Su family! It's just that we were too inexperienced to reach you, so we used Ma Quezi to try and attract the Su family's attention!"
At this moment, all I wanted to do was keep Su Jiaming calm and buy time for the Qing family. I rambled on, saying, "Actually, we also have our own counterfeiting team in the north, but we had bad luck and our operation was shut down. That's why we want to come and rely on the Su family. My brothers and I are quite famous in the counterfeiting industry in the north. We have a lot of advanced technology and are willing to give it all to the Su family, just to have a job!"
Su Jiaming was immediately amused by my words: "What a fucking joke! When did it become your place to interfere in the Su family's business! Do you know who we're dealing with? They're all national and provincial museums..."
"Third brother!"
Suddenly, another male voice came from the doorway, followed by a man who looked similar to Su Jiaming, but was thinner and had a more sinister look in his eyes, who walked into the room: "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
Su Jiaming chuckled and said, "Brother, they're just two dying men."
The man said in a deep voice, "I've told you many times that there are some things you can't say even if you meet the King of Hell!"
Upon seeing the man, I instantly recognized him: "Master Liang, I know all these things without Third Master needing to say them! I believe you heard what I just said. Keeping us here will greatly benefit the Su family's business! As for whether my words are true or false, you'll find out once you try!"
Clang!
Upon hearing my words, Su Jialiang immediately took his hands out from behind his back and threw a bronze zun on the ground: "Is this the craftsmanship you were talking about?"
The bronze vessel was covered in dirt and had developed a layer of rust, but the rust was uneven, and there were white alkali streaks on the surface, which were obviously caused by chemical agents.
Upon seeing this thing, I instantly broke out in a sweat.
Because it was the very thing we buried in the rust pit of the brick factory.
This means that Qinghuai's men sent to the brick factory have failed, and we have no reinforcements left.
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