I have ten trillion licking dog gold

If you can't control greed, you will be dragged into an endless abyss by greed.

Dozens of people were beaten to death on the spot.

There were more than one hundred injured people.

of course.

The luck points of the remaining lucky ones who were not kissed by bullets because of their flexible movement or front and back positioning were also used up.

He was not injured, but was arrested.

None of the more than 300 people who caused the riot escaped.

What awaits them is an unknown fate.

Not everyone can imitate the uprising.

To overthrow the landlords and the capitalists, we must first have the weapons.

Want to turn things around with bare hands?

Isn't this just a daydream?

wrong.

These refugees clearly had guns, and it was because they fired the first shot that they encountered a bloody suppression.

So the answer is clear.

There aren’t enough guns.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital?"

Boss Jiang did not play dumb and went downstairs in person to express his condolences.

The longer I met her, the more I could feel how tough this Peace Hotel proprietress was. After getting shot, she only asked her subordinates to bandage her wound. She was not pretentious in the face of Boss Jiang's concern, and said calmly and easily, "It's just a scratch. It's nothing serious. Those people in the health center are not necessarily better than my subordinates in terms of skills."

Jiang Chen gave a thumbs up.

"I have some ointment that can prevent scarring. I'll have someone remove it for you later."

Pei Yunxi said that as a woman, she should also be impressed by Du Enqin's tenacity.

It's true that the injury is not serious.

But it was a gunshot wound after all.

Not to mention our female compatriots, most of our male compatriots would probably howl in agony if they experienced the same thing.

"Thank you, Ms. Pei."

"Be more careful next time. This time the shooter's aim was poor. If it had been someone with better shooting skills, the consequences would have been disastrous." Boss Jiang summed up the lesson.

"Boss, it's done."

Processed.

Du Enqin nodded, asked his men to leave first, and then smiled: "Maybe I just encountered an unexpected disaster this time."

I can still laugh at this time.

She is indeed a heroine.

"Whether it's an unprovoked disaster or not, doing good things will still bring good rewards."

Even in the midst of ruins, one can still glimpse the beauty of the world.

I'm afraid only Boss Jiang has this excellent mentality.

Although I was repaid with ingratitude, at least the bullet just passed me by. That's a kind of luck, isn't it?

"Are you okay?"

Xu Kuan, who had just finished his work, walked over.

Du Enqin said nothing and twisted her injured left arm.

Xu Kuan nodded, and then said to Boss Jiang: "The gunman has been found."

Pei Yunxi was slightly surprised.

It’s only been over an hour since the incident and the bodies outside the hotel haven’t been moved away yet. How could their efficiency be so high?

Although dozens of people were beaten to death, there are still more than 200 people arrested. It will take at least several days to interrogate them one by one.

Pei Yunxi's doubts did not last long. When the gunman was escorted over by the soldiers, she suddenly realized what was going on. At the same time, she looked at someone strangely.

The other party remained calm, looked at the young gunman in the hooded sweatshirt for a while, and asked a puzzled question.

"Do you know me?"

What's even more bizarre is that the gunman who indirectly killed hundreds of people actually nodded.

As a victim, Du Enqin's reaction was not normal. When she saw the murderer who injured her, she had no murderous intent and no resentment. Instead, she was a little distracted.

It can be said that everyone's reaction is illogical.

"Why do this?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Someone wants me to kill you."

The young gunman told the truth, just as he confessed to the shooting, with complete frankness.

This is also the reason why Xu Kuan was able to find out the truth so quickly.

It wasn't him who found out, but someone else revealed it on their own initiative.

The atmosphere is relatively quiet.

No one interrupted.

Including Du Enqin, who may have really suffered an unprovoked disaster.

Only Boss Jiang was responsible for communicating with the gunman.

"Someone asked you to kill me, why did you kill her?"

Yes.

Is the target wrong?

"Because only in this way can I escape."

Ok.

It seems like it was really an unprovoked disaster.

"There were five other people with him."

Xu Kuan added.

  How much would it cost to choose the wrong teammates?

Those five unlucky guys are probably already praying.

"So you missed on purpose?"

Jiang Chen continued to ask, calmly and peacefully.

He really had nothing to be excited about; it wasn't him who was shot.

The pale and skinny gunman shook his head, then nodded, "I only practiced shooting for one day."

Ok.

Both subjective and objective reasons exist.

It's possible that he doesn't want to hit the target, and his shooting skills are also poor.

But isn't that too honest?

Answer all questions.

The procedures of torture were omitted.

The photos may be distorted, which means they may not look quite like the person themselves. Especially now that PS technology is advanced, some girls' photos can completely change the person they are looking at. But fortunately, Xia Wanqing's younger brother is a boy.

That's right.

Even though there were certain differences between the real person and the photo, for example, the real person was obviously thinner, with sunken cheeks, as if he was malnourished like the refugees, but Jiang Chen could still clearly recognize that the young gunman standing in front of him was Luo Peng's future brother-in-law, Xia Chuchen, the target he was looking for.

"It seems that Mr. Jiang has found the person he was waiting for."

Not only Jiang Chen, but Du Enqin also obviously recognized it, which indirectly proved Jiang Chen's judgment.

One person's vision may be wrong, but it is unlikely that two people's judgment will be wrong at the same time.

However, adhering to the principle of rigor and seriousness, Jiang Chen still confirmed: "Your name is Xia Chuchen? Xia Wanqing is your sister?"

Hearing the name Xia Wanqing, the young man who had remained quite calm from the time he was shot to the time he was arrested and experienced a bloody massacre, suddenly became excited and stared at Jiang Chen closely.

"Do you know my sister?"

Boss Jiang remained calm and asked, "Didn't you say you knew me?"

"I've only seen your picture."

"You don't know who Mr. Jiang is?"

Du Enqin couldn't help but interrupt. There was no anger in her tone, only surprise and curiosity. If it weren't for the fresh bandage wrapped around her left arm, one would never have known that she had been shot by the other party not long ago.

"Knowing" and "understanding" are two concepts.

For example, if you have seen a photo, you can say that you know someone.

Xia Chuchen shook his head, humorously and funny.

Even though the situation was not appropriate, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile as he looked at this young man who could be considered lucky.

"Since you don't know who I am, why don't you want to kill me?"

Although the young man shot and injured Du Enqin, his motivation was actually to protect him.

Haven’t several of their accomplices been arrested?

"Although I don't know who you are, I know who that hairy monster is."

Xia Chuchen said something that no one could understand, and then asked Boss Jiang again: "What is your relationship with my sister?"

"Your sister heard that you were abducted to Myanmar and was extremely worried. She asked me to rescue you."

Jiang Chen said simply, "You are lucky to be alive today." Lucky?

Does anyone know how he managed to get through this long?

Xia Chuchen clenched his leather-gloved left hand into a fist, and his face began to twitch unconsciously.

"The hairy monster you just mentioned..."

Xu Kuan asked the question, and at the same time, signaled the soldiers to let go with his eyes.

Xia Chuchen regained his freedom, but his gun was definitely taken away.

"A mixed-race foreigner. He captured me from Cai Jian. All of Cai Jian's men were killed."

Grasp.

Pay attention to his choice of words.

It’s not actually described as “saving”.

"Mr. H."

Du Enqin said in a serious tone, with a cold look in her eyes.

She had sent out a rescue team, but they were all wiped out. Now it seems that Mr. H is the mastermind behind it.

Of course she knew Mr. H.

It was her previous leader.

But I've never seen it in person.

"Have you met Mr. H?"

Du Enqin asked Xia Chuchen.

Xia Chuchen nodded, "I have been staying with Cai Jian since he was captured."

As he said that, he looked at Jiang Chen, and not only his face, but his entire body began to tremble abnormally.

"It was the picture of you he showed me."

Jiang Chen almost understood the general situation, but there was one thing left.

"Why are you helping me if you don't even know who I am?"

"I don't know if you are a good person, but I know who is a bad person!"

Xia Chuchen clenched his teeth.

indeed.

It was indeed reckless to rush across the country to pan for gold, but recklessness does not mean stupidity.

On the contrary, even though he suffered unprecedented stimulation one after another and his body, spirit and soul were devastated, he still maintained a clear mind.

When two choices are presented and it is difficult to tell which one is correct, eliminating the wrong answers is also a solution.

"what happened to you?"

Because of their profession, celebrities are better at observing people's words and expressions than normal people, not to mention that Xia Chuchen's abnormality was too obvious.

Pei Yunxi could see big beads of sweat on his forehead.

It certainly couldn't be because of fear.

Several people also noticed Xia Chuchen's abnormality.

"I need medicine..."

As if he was forcibly enduring something, Xia Chuchen's face went from trembling to twisted, and it became difficult for him to speak.

Xu Kuan frowned.

"He's addicted to drugs."

After observing for a while, Du Enqin revealed the secret.

Drug addiction?

This guy is still taking drugs?

impossible.

This guy had been staying in China before. He was still a student before he was instigated to go abroad. Moreover, his family was not a wealthy one and could not afford the high cost of drug use.

There is only one possibility.

It was dyed when I came to Myanmar.

Human traffickers are definitely not that kind, after all, drugs cost money.

...Mr. H is truly a respectable opponent.

Xia Chuchen could no longer stand and staggered by holding onto the table to avoid falling.

"Mr. Jiang."

Du Enqin looked at Jiang Chen inquiringly.

Xu Kuan and Pei Yunxi were the same, both waiting for him to make a decision.

The few people present may have experience in selling drugs, but they certainly have no experience in taking them. However, ordinary people are well aware of the destructive power of drugs.

Looking at Xia Chuchen, who was suffering from the drug addiction and felt like he was being eaten by ants, Jiang Chen looked calm.

"Did Mr. H give you drugs?"

"They put drugs into the potion... thinking that I didn't know... but I had no choice..."

Xia Chuchen spoke in a halting and difficult voice, veins bulging on his forehead. He tried hard to hold on to the table to keep his balance, causing the black leather glove on his left hand to fall off due to friction.

"Mr. Jiang, his left hand."

Du Enqin, who had a sharp eye, immediately gave a reminder.

Jiang Chen lowered his gaze.

Living transplantation can certainly fill in the gaps, but it will definitely leave traces.

The little finger of Xia Chuchen's left hand is quite strange and not in harmony with the other four fingers. Although it is not so obvious, it will create a sense of incongruity as soon as you see it.

What belongs to others will always belong to others.

No matter how much it is adapted, it cannot be mistaken for the real thing.

"what happened to your hand?"

"I was chopped off... They performed surgery on me..."

"Mr. Jiang, this transplant operation has serious side effects. If there is an immune rejection reaction, it may even be life-threatening. Even if there is no problem for the time being, the risk will always exist. It is only a matter of time. Moreover, he may continue to suffer from the pain caused by the immune rejection reaction. Mr. H must have been using drugs and medication to suppress the side effects of the operation. This finger is not his, and he cannot keep it!"

Du Enqin said solemnly that she was undoubtedly an authority in this regard.

Xu Kuan frowned when he heard this.

Killing can only be done with a nod of the head.

Mr. H was too vicious. Not only did he intend to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but he also planned to make this young man suffer for his entire life.

Even if the young man was careful and saw through Mr. H's evil intentions, it could not change the fact that he had become addicted to drugs.

And that finger.

That's not saving people.

It's clearly harming people.

If I hadn't had the surgery, the wound would probably have healed by now, and at most I would have been missing my little finger, which wouldn't even be considered a disability medically speaking.

If it wasn't the thumb, I would have to lose two fingers to get a disability certificate.

Du Enqin's words were not only heard by Jiang Chen and others, but also by Xia Chuchen.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze suddenly fixed on the tray on the table that he had just used to treat Xia Wanqing's gunshot wound.

The tray contained various instruments, including tweezers, gauze, alcohol, disinfectant... and several sharp knives.

Xia Chuchen's breathing quickened and his pupils gradually shrank, as if he had made up his mind. He could hardly stand steadily at first, but suddenly a burst of strength came out of him and he pounced on the tray containing medical equipment. Before Jiang Chen and others could react, he grabbed a knife and held it tightly.

Xu Kuan immediately took a step forward.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and he stopped.

"Hold on for a while, I can go find you some medicine."

Du Enqin felt that the other party could not resist the terrible drug addiction. After all, he was just a child under 20 years old. However, she obviously misunderstood Xia Chuchen's intention of holding the knife.

If you plan to commit suicide.

How could he still be here?

He wants to live.

Live to see the parents.

Meet sister.

This is the motivation that keeps him going till now!

Ignoring Du Enqin who was going to help him find "medicine", Xia Chuchen stared at the knife in his hand, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness that was not supposed to be there at his age. He held the knife in his right hand and then put his left hand on the table.

No hesitation.

  The knife with a cold glow was raised resolutely, and then fell down resolutely!

"Crack!"

With a terrifying sound, a bloody little finger fell to the ground, followed by a bloody knife.

The pain was so severe that Xia Chuchen could hardly breathe. His face turned sickly red, blood oozed from his wounds, and sweat flowed crazily from his temples.

At last.

He held on to the table, stumbled, but still couldn't stand still. He fell to the ground and fainted.

The atmosphere became quiet.

"This kid is a tough guy."

Xu Kuan commented. (End of this chapter)