Doomsday Great Rebels

Chapter 155 Heroes
Xia Mo stood quietly in the corridor, and suddenly found that it was the first time that the smell of blood made him feel so intoxicated.

"Is this the feeling of revenge?" Xia Mo thought about this, and couldn't help laughing.

"What will I be treated next? Will I die a miserable death?" Xia Mo thought quietly, her fingers clenched tightly into fists, and her nails dug into her flesh.

"How is Hong Xiong?" Xia Mo thought about this, startled, and hurried forward to check Hong Xiong's injury.

"Brother Xiong, how are you?" Xia Mo asked.

"Die, die, I can't die, I'm going to die of pain." Hong Xiong said inarticulately, as if he was seriously injured.

"Hong Xiong has been hit by electric charges again and again, and he can still speak like this. His physique is really amazing." Xia Mo thought in his heart.

"Give me a drink." Hong Xiong said vaguely.

Xia Mo walked into the cell, took out the wine that Hong Xiong was reluctant to drink at once, then walked to Hong Xiong's side, helped Hong Xiong up, and fed the wine into Hong Xiong's mouth.

"I'm so cool, I don't mind if I hang up now." Hong Xiong coughed and said with difficulty.

"We can pass this test, Brother Xiong, it's fine." Xia Mo said, covered the lid of the wine bottle, and put the bottle aside.

"Let me drink two more sips, Xia Mo." Hong Xiong said.

"Your injury is so serious, it's better not to drink." Xia Mo said worriedly.

"Just let me take another sip." Hong Xiong coughed and reached out to grab the wine bottle.

"You're still coughing, is that okay?" Xia Mo said while holding the bottle in his hand, avoiding Hong Xiong's hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, like a bitch, give me a drink, or I'll beat you up." Hong Xiong shouted.

"Alright, Brother Xiong, I'll let you drink." Xia Mo nodded, opened the lid, and handed the wine to Hong Xiong.

Hong Xiong chuckled, and at the same time he was smiling, his face showed pain.

Hong Xiong raised his neck and started to drink. The wine spilled on his clothes, and Hong Xiong drank the wine in the bottle in one go.

"Cool." Hong Xiong praised, suddenly, his neck tilted, and his body fell to the ground.

Shocked, Xia Mo held Hong Xiong's pulse.

Pulse has stopped.

Hong Xiong is dead.

Xia Mo only felt a surge of resentment filling his chest, and his chest seemed to be about to explode.

"Another friend died, what should I do?" Xia Mo took a breath, trying to calm himself down.

"No matter what, Hong Xiong is my friend, and I have something to do with his fate. I must compensate his relatives." Xia Mo thought in his heart, making up his mind: "From now on, I will not only It’s for myself to live, and to live for Wanqiu, Hong Xiong, and the townspeople of Qingyun Town, I owe them this.”

Xia Mo picked up Hong Xiong's body, returned to the cell, put Hong Xiong's body on his iron bed, then took out the wine bottle, opened the lid, raised his head, and finished the wine in the bottle.

"The 24 hours of detention are about to pass, should I go to the uranium mine?" Xia Mo thought quietly, feeling sleepy and falling asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Mo woke up.

There was a commotion outside the cell.

"What should come will come eventually." Xia Mo thought in his heart, let out a breath, walked out of the cell door, and came to the corridor.

"You can really cause trouble." A familiar voice came.

Xia Mo looked at the person who spoke, and it was Gongsun Li.

"Commander Gongsun, I'm sorry to cause you trouble again." Xia Mo smiled and said.

"It's a good thing the crime doesn't lead to death." Gongsun Li said with a sneer.

"Where's Hong Xiong?" Gongsun Li continued to ask.

"Dead, died in the hands of the [-]th Taibao of the tax police's [-]th Taibao—'Blood River Hand' Hou Si." Xia Mo said sadly.

"If you die, you die. There's nothing to regret. It's fine if you die. He just happens to be responsible for all the bad things that happened in this detention center," Gongsun Li said.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Xia Mo said.

"Too young, too simple, do you want to take the blame yourself? This is the crime of beheading." Dr. Li Yu suddenly appeared, shaking his head and said.

"I don't care." Xia Mo said, and smiled again.

"Go out and have a look. After reading it, you may not want to die." Gongsun Li said, shaking his head.

"What's the meaning of this?" Xia Mo thought, but he didn't hesitate, but wanted to go outside the detention center.

As soon as Xia Mo opened the door of the detention center, suddenly, with the sound of clicking, the bright flash caught Xia Mo's eyes.

After a while, Xia Mo regained his eyesight, but his vision was still hazy.

After a while, Xia Mo completely recovered his eyesight.

I saw a crowd of citizens and reporters outside the door.

"What's going on?" Xia Mo asked herself.

"Here comes the hero." A voice called out loudly.

"Look, everyone, that is the young hero who killed Li Zuo." Another voice sounded.

"Hero, hero..." the crowd shouted in unison.

"Excuse me, hero, how do you kill the Star Gang?" a reporter asked.

"The Star Gang? You mean the group formed by dudes including Li Zuo?" Xia Mo said.

"Yes, please tell us." The reporter asked enthusiastically.

"No comment." Gongsun Li pushed the reporter away, grabbed Xia Mo, and walked out.

But the people blocked Gongsun Li.

"Get out of the way." With a wave of Gongsun Li's hand, a group of special police officers from the Longmen Security Headquarters stepped forward, separating Xia Mo and the people.

"Hero, can you say a few words?" The crowd shouted loudly.

"I'm going to the uranium mine." Xia Mo said quietly.

"Hero, we are willing to rebel for you." The shouts of the people formed a wave, encouraging Xia Mo.

"Decapitation is nothing more than a nod to the ground. After 18 years, he will be a good man again." Xia Mo shouted loudly.

"Okay, you are a hero, we are willing to work hard for you, tell me, what shall we do?" The voices of the people became louder.

"If these people really rebel, they will only lose their lives, but their enthusiasm is so high, what should I do?" Xia Mo thought in his heart, quite embarrassed.

Suddenly, Xia Mo saw Yang Xiaomei in the crowd.

"People? I want you to help me take care of a person. Her four older brothers are all dead; and her man died at the hands of the tax police today. Can you do me a favor?" Xia Mo said loudly .

Xia Mo looked at Yang Xiaomei, only to see that Yang Xiaomei was trembling all over, and seemed to understand who Xia Mo was referring to.

"Hero, just speak up, who is it?" The crowd shouted loudly.

"This girl." Xia Mo said, pointing her arm at Young Sister Yang.

Yang Xiaomei suddenly fell to her knees and cried bitterly.

"We understand. What you mean is what we mean. We will take good care of her." The crowd shouted, and several women had already stepped forward to comfort Xiaomei Yang who was crying.

Gongsun Li waved his hand, and after a while, his subordinates had lifted Hong Xiong's body out and put it on the ground.

"Brother Xiong, let me take one last look at you." While weeping, Xiaomei Yang flew to Hong Xiong's body, and lay down on the body, choking.

"Alright, remember, the person who slaughtered the Xingchen Gang is called Xia Mo." Gongsun Li said coldly.

(End of this chapter)