Rebel Demon King

Chapter 508 Liar and Robber (continued)
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Cheng Mo broke the humerus of Jing Xing's right arm with a gun butt. Seeing Jing Xing groaning and throwing himself on the mahjong table with his right hand folded on the table at a strange angle, the entire dark room suddenly resounded. the sound of.

But Jing Xing was quite stubborn, just yelled, and immediately gritted his teeth, strenuously supporting the table with his left hand, trying to stand up, but the pain was so bad that he couldn't do it, and the bean-sized beads of sweat were covered in an instant He has pretty handsome cheeks.

Cheng Mo looked at Jing Xing coldly, supported his weakly hanging right hand with his left hand, stood up straight, gasped heavily, suppressed his voice, and stared at himself resentfully.

"Xiong Er, turn on the light," Cheng Mo said calmly.

Xiong Er, who was standing obediently by the door, stretched out his trembling hand and turned on the ceiling light in the room. The messy room immediately became bright again. Jing Xing was so shocked that he couldn't say anything when he saw the situation in the room. Only then did I understand why the 22 people didn't catch Lin Zhinuo back.

The man with glasses was shivering and squatting in the corner with his head in his arms. Xiong Er was standing against the wall by the door, sweating coldly, but he didn't dare to run outside. Most of the people lying on the ground didn't know whether they were alive or dead. The only thing that was certain was, It was the general Liu Dongkai who was playing mahjong with him. He was lying on the folding chair with Ge You, and there was a red blood hole between his eyebrows, dripping blood down.

Obviously the shot just now killed Liu Dongkai, Jing Xing felt sorry for the two brothers Liu Dongqiang, the eldest died for no reason in the past two months, and the second also died for no reason this month
But at this moment Lin Zhinuo didn't even point the gun at him, Jing Xing endured the pain, stared at Cheng Mo, and calmly asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

Cheng Mo didn't expect Jing Xing to regain his composure so quickly, and dared to ask questions, and said flatly, "Lin Zhinuo, the No. 19 head of the Heluo Sect."

Hearing the words "Heluo School", Jing Xing tried his best to think about it, but he only knew about "Hongmen", "Bamboo Union", "Fuqing", "Gelaohui", and "Hehetu", and he had never heard of it. What "Heluo faction", hesitated for a moment, Jing Xing said: "I've never heard of any Heluo faction."

Cheng Mo sneered, "Do you know about 'Ruyimen'? Do you know about 'Wan Guo Dao'? Do you know about 'Luo Jiao'? Do you know about 'Long Hua Hui'? China is vast and rich in resources. There are so many things you don't know about." You don’t know, it only means that you are not in my way.”

Jing Xing saw that Lin Zhinuo blurted out a few sect names that didn't seem to be made up at random. For a while, he couldn't tell whether Lin Zhinuo was telling the truth or a lie. If Jing Xing knew a little bit of Chinese history, he would probably believe it more. For Cheng Mo, it's a pity that Jing Xing left the country after graduating from high school. His knowledge of Chinese history is limited to memorizing dynasty formulas and knowing a few famous historical figures. He has never heard of these secret associations that were once famous for a while.

But fortunately, Jing Xing has been in contact with the "Black Death", an organization that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the secular people still don't know it at all, so he is not completely unconvinced by Cheng Mo's words. Several awesome mysterious organizations can't justify it.

As for Lin Zhinuo's miraculous kung fu, there is nothing strange about it, his brother can also do it, but that is after taking the "Plague Shadow"

Down.Not only did Jing Xing not find it strange, but he was also very interested in how Lin Zhinuo did it.

Jing Xing once heard his brother say that there are more magical powers in this world, but his brother didn't tell him what kind of power it is, but said that when he was promoted to a middle-level cadre of the Black Death, he would have more powerful power .

"Since it's not a note, why don't you just tell me what you want?" Jing Xing, whose face was covered in sweat, tried to suppress his emotions, and said calmly.

Cheng Mo said with a blank face: "Didn't you just say that? 4 US dollars will be transferred to my Swiss bank account. If you take the initiative to engage in my account, it will be written off."

"If I want so much money, I'm still fooling around here? Let's be practical. There's no need for the lion to open his mouth."

Cheng Mo pretended to think about it, and said again: "Then one hundred million dollars?" After a pause, Cheng Mo pointed at Jing Xing with a gun, "Second Master Jing, don't say that you don't even have one hundred million dollars, but you didn't have it just now. I said in the bar that less than ten million dollars is trivial.”

"I also work for others, and the money is not mine"

Cheng Mo frowned and asked coldly: "What do you mean by that? Are you playing a bachelor with me, tell me if you want money or life?"

Jing Xing forced a smile, shook his head and said, "Since you are willing to talk, I am willing to give it too. Everyone has to discuss a real price, right? You ask for a hundred million dollars. I really can't do anything. Even if you beat me to death, I can't get it out either. Let alone a hundred million dollars, even one hundred million Huaxia coins is very difficult for me."

"A boss as big as Mr. Jing, who controls the underground organ market in Huaxia, can't even get out a hundred million Huaxia coins. Isn't it too embarrassing?"

Jing Xing said sincerely: "Although it's embarrassing, I have to tell you honestly that our business is not as profitable as you think. The price I told you at the beginning is the United States, the life of the United States. Money is valuable in China, and human life is not valuable at all. Take today's order as an example. I sold a kidney for 50 yuan, of which 35 yuan went to the person who sold the kidney, and 10 yuan went to the surgeon, anesthetist, and others who were in charge of the operation. [-] yuan has to be paid for the venue, I get [-] yuan, the younger brothers below have to pay wages, and the higher-ups still have to take care of everything, and the last thing that falls on me is only [-] yuan."

"[-] million Huaxia coins, you can die if you want to pay back the price." Cheng Mo interrupted Jing Xing's words and said lightly.

"I'll take it at once"

Before Jing Xing could finish speaking, Cheng Mo raised his leg and kicked Jing Xing in the stomach, kicking him directly to the wall, "I told you not to bargain, you fucking think I'm joking with you?"

Jing Xing nestled in the corner of the wall, with his right hand hanging aside, his left hand supported the terrazzo floor and stood up tremblingly. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Mo. His face was covered with sweat and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, but his expression Li is not afraid, "I'm not bargaining, but it will take a little time to get together [-] million. If it's dawn, I'll transfer a few houses under my name to you first. Let me slowly figure out the rest."

Cheng Mo sneered and said, "You think I'm a fool? Tell you to think of a way slowly?"

Jing Xing leaned against the wall, resisting the piercing pain and said: "How about this? Although I don't know what your purpose is for entering Yinyan, but if your purpose is money, I can help you and Gao Yuemei marry."

"I need your help?" The matter finally turned to the direction Cheng Mo expected, but his expression was still very cold, as if he was holding a wisdom pearl.

"Gao Yuemei only has 8000% of Gao Yun Group's shares. My brother owns it. Her sister-in-law Bai Xiuxiu has the majority of it. The two of us cooperated to seize the control of Gao Yun Group and go public. [-] million or [-] million dollars in revenue. So what if it’s the [-] million U.S. dollars you just said?"

Cheng Mo stood by the mahjong table silently, pretending to be thinking, the only sound in the air was three heavy breathing, after a while Cheng Mo asked: "Just now you still wanted my life, I Why should I trust you?"

Jing Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I have the ability to kill you? On the contrary, you can kill me at any time, right?"

Cheng Mo fell silent again, fiddled with the mahjong table with his right hand, and soon a tall stack of mahjong pieces was piled up beside him.

Jing Xing didn't say a word, just watched Lin Zhinuo say nothing, and I don't know how long it took before Jing Xing cautiously said, "Master, I am willing to vote under your sect and become your disciple, in order to show my sincerity , I will transfer all the properties that I bought in Heshanghai in the capital to your name. Although the house prices have dropped slightly and it is not easy to sell them for the time being, they are all high-quality properties in the core area. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Cheng Mo didn't answer immediately, but with a flick of his fingers, a green mahjong piece shot at Jing Xing like a bullet. Jing Xing didn't even react, the [-] mahjong rubbed against his ear and hung out. There was a bloodstain, and then embedded in the wall. Strangely, the red "ten thousand" character on the mahjong disappeared, leaving only a four character.

Then another [-]D card flew towards Jing Xing, this time Lin Zhinuo seemed to slow down a lot on purpose, Jing Xing clearly saw Lin Zhinuo's movements, and also saw a phantom flying towards him Coming over, Jing Xing resisted the urge to dodge, tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes to see the mahjong piece embedded under [-], suddenly it was exactly the word seven, and the word "ten thousand" was also gone.
But Xu Yu woke up with a vertical row of mahjong pieces inserted into one side of his head, exactly 4799996 and two whiteboards.
"Give me the real estate certificate today, and then write a mortgage certificate." Cheng Mo said flatly.

"No problem." Jing Xingqiang said with a smile. After a pause, he said respectfully: "Master, can I wake up these people now and deal with the dead ones? By the way, I also Get my hands on it."

Cheng Mo nodded, took the folding chair behind him, and sat down.

Jing Xing turned to Xiong Er and said, "What are you still doing, make tea for the master."

"No need to clean up here quickly, there are still ten in the car at the entrance of the hospital." Before Cheng Mo finished speaking, he stopped and turned to look at the door.

More than ten seconds later, a man wearing a mask and surgical gown ran to the door, gasped and said, "Mr. Jin, the kidney transplant operation has been completed, but the color of the kidney is not very good."

Jing Xing didn't dare to look at Cheng Mo, and pretended to know nothing, and asked, "The color is bad. What do you mean?"

The man froze for a moment, and noticed that there were people lying on the floor in the room, but he didn't know what happened, and maybe he couldn't care so much at the moment, so he said nervously: "At first, because the matching was not successful, , so we didn’t cut out the patient’s kidney, but directly transplanted the donor’s kidney according to your order, and now the color is abnormal. That means the kidney probably won’t work, what should we do now.”

Jing Xing quietly glanced at Cheng Mo from the corner of his eyes, and saw that Cheng Mo was still sitting on the chair with a blank expression, as if he didn't care about what he said to Dr. Li, squinted his eyes, and then said: "What? What should I do? How do I know what to do? It’s not me who operated on the kidney, but I gave you a good kidney!”

Dr. Li froze for a moment, and said eagerly: "Ke Ke. The place you prepared for me is too simple, and the nurses are not professional. I told you when I started the operation, the risk of surgery here is a bit high"

"The other party only offered 50 yuan. This must be the only condition. If you are in a big hospital with 20 million yuan each, who is willing to rent you the operating room? What can I do? Are you blaming me now?" Jing Xing said.

"No, I don't mean that. What I mean is whether to terminate the operation and send him to a big hospital." Dr. Li asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Jing Xing turned to ask Xiong Er, "Old Ba, what does this person do?"

Xiong Er, who was moving the person to the sofa, said in a low voice, "From the countryside in Jiangyou Province."

Jing Xing turned back to Dr. Li and said lightly: "You are going to be sent to the hospital, it is your responsibility. Our people will withdraw now, and when we find you, you will confess me or Lao Ba, and you will prepare died in prison."

Dr. Li stood at the door with some hesitation. After struggling for a long time, he said with a guilty conscience: "That, I sewed up."

Jing Xing waved his hand and said, "You decide on your own."

Dr. Li clenched his surgical gloved hand, turned around and walked quickly towards the operating room without looking back.

Jing Xing then turned to Xiong Er and said, "Xiong Er, you go to this man's wife, tell her that the operation has been successful, and tell her to settle the remaining 48 in cash, then put up your wallet, and give it to the boss as a filial piety." Make tea money."

Xiong Er nodded and walked out of the room quickly.

Jing Xing grabbed his right hand that was still hanging, turned around and said to Cheng Mo with a smile: "Occasionally, there is no way for the operation to fail. It can't be our fault. It's what you like and what I want. And this kind of situation is actually rare. , even if we send people to big hospitals now, it is estimated that they will live for one or two years at most. To be honest, such a situation is really early death and early death.”

Cheng Mo has been ill for a long time and became a doctor. When he first entered this hospital, he felt that the situation in this hospital was a bit bad. The room next to the operating room was terribly dirty, there was still dust on the windows, and there were cobwebs in the corners. Surgery under such conditions is entirely based on a fluke mentality, hoping that luck will make the operation successful.

But it's a little late for him to do anything now, and Cheng Mo feels that there is no need for him to ask Jing Xing to send the person undergoing surgery to the hospital for treatment, so that Jing Xing can feel that he is a kind person, and his purpose is to sneak in The Black Death, but also soft-heartedly caring about other people's life and death, it is impossible for Jing Xing to believe him.

Besides, Cheng Mo really doesn't care that much about other people's lives.

Cheng Mo twirled a mahjong piece between his fingers, and said coldly: "You don't need to explain to me, as long as you can do what you promise me. Others. What you do has nothing to do with me."

Jing Xing, whose face was covered with sweat, grabbed his right arm and smiled, "The head is really reasonable."

Cheng Mo said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, ask someone to bring over all your real estate certificates. Write a mortgage certificate. I have to go to work in the group during the day."

"It's the head. When Xiong Er brings the money, I'll tell him to go."

(End of this chapter)