latent body

Chapter 73 Who refuses to accept?
As long as a stable supply is maintained, there must be someone in Floating Cloud City who is interested in this business and will offer a higher price than Liu Mingquan.

Calmly observing the surroundings, the bodyguard's arm holding the gun slowly drooped, and then inserted the weapon into the holster on the back waist with the same slow movement, slowly raised his hands and stretched his fingers, showing that he was not malicious.

This is not my home field.

Although the remuneration Fang Jialiang paid was not small, it hadn't reached the level where he was willing to die for it.

The other bodyguard had already finished making a phone call, so he hurried over, similarly raised his hands to his chest, and looked at Qin Bin cautiously and vigilantly.

"Don't get me wrong, please put down your gun and speak up if you have something to say." He then emphasized, "We are members of Tiansheng Group."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ling Zihan, who was standing diagonally opposite, with a sincere tone: "Our young master has been looking for him. Please understand, I am also a cannibal, and a loyal trust."

Seeing this, Qin Bin nodded secretly in his heart.

This is the correct approach on the scene.

He stared at the other party intently, turned his head to glance at Ling Zihan, and then turned his gaze back to the bodyguard: "What do you want from him?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on the bodyguard's face: "I don't know, but this is what our young master ordered."

"Who is your young master?" Qin Bin asked.

There are only a few people in the high society of Floating Cloud City.Qin Bin understands the situation of Tiansheng Group somewhat.Knowing the identity of the other party, there is a high probability that he can judge his intention.

"Fang Jialiang." The bodyguard replied.

Qin Bin was stunned: "It turned out to be him."

After bowing his head and thinking for a moment, Qin Bin raised his head and said seriously: "Based on one-sidedness alone, it is impossible for me to hand him over to you. Well, since you can't be the master, let your boss negotiate with my master."

The bodyguard quickly asked, "Who is your master?"

"Wansen Group, Liu Mingquan."

After sonorously speaking, Qin Bin stretched out his hand and tugged Ling Zihan's arm, leading him to turn around and leave.

Luo Biao was in a hurry, he stared at his red eyes and shouted in a hurry: "You can't go... Wait, stop! You can't let them go."

My whole family is on Fang Jialiang's body, and I can get my head off with just a word.To put it bluntly, including myself, everyone's life and death depended on Ling Zihan. Now that he had finally found his target, how could he let him go with just one word from the other party?
Qin Bin turned around suddenly, pulled out a large-caliber pistol, aimed at Luo Biao's left knee and pulled the trigger. The bullet with huge kinetic energy came out with a roar, smashed the metal parts of Luo Biao's knee joint, and blew up the internal traction device. Fragments of the electronic sensor flew all over the sky. He lost his balance and fell to the ground on the spot.

"No...you can't..." Luo Biao's heart was full of fear, he screamed hoarsely, but he couldn't stop the flying bullet from hitting his left shoulder, blasting a piece of metal debris and splashing a large amount of bright red blood.

The legs and shoulders are newly installed body parts.

The betting amount of tens of thousands of gold dollars has already made Fang Jialiang lose his mind.The reason why he frantically tortured Luo Biao and his family was largely because he did not give much hope to the possibility of recovering the loss.

If you can't find your goal for a long time, it means that you will never find it in the future.

Torturing Luo Biao has become Fang Jialiang's perverted hobby.

Almost all parts of his body were violently destroyed, and then reinstalled with the cheapest biological type.

The reason for doing this is to make Luo Biao produce the normal neurological reactions that humans should have when he is tortured.

Make him feel severe pain.

He hugged the broken leg with the remaining hand and rolled desperately on the ground, screaming with all his strength.Luo Biao had already forgotten how many times he had encountered similar situations, and his heart was filled with remorse, but the reality could not be reversed. He could only swear in the boundless pain, and deeply burned the names of Ling Zihan and Fang Jialiang, two bloody enemies, in the depths of his mind.

Qin Bin stared at the two bodyguards standing opposite with cold eyes: "Do you want to try it too?"

The two of them remained silent at the same time, their expressions numb.

Anyway, the target has been found. As for how Fang Jialiang will contact and bargain with Wansen Group, it is a matter between the young masters and young masters, and has nothing to do with him.

Now the opponent's numbers and weapons are obviously superior to his own, and he sacrificed his life for the so-called sense of responsibility and man's dignity... This is the most typical idiot behavior.

……

Returning to the back seat of the truck, Qin Bin couldn't hold back his curiosity and couldn't help asking Ling Zihan: "How did you provoke the people from Tiansheng Group? Look at their posture, they won't stop until they put you to death!"

Ling Zihan didn't hide his secrets, he recounted in detail what happened in Hengwei Boxing Gym before.

Qin Bin looked at him again in surprise: "Ten victories in a row? I didn't see that you still have this kind of ability."

Ling Zihan said flatly: "In order to survive, I have to."

Qin Bin thought for a while: "Well, after you go back, you have a good chat with the young master. With him as a guarantee, Tiansheng Group dare not do anything to you."

Ling Zihan felt that Qin Bin cared for him both inside and outside.He smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"

At this time, Qin Bin's portable communicator rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Liu Mingquan's number.

"Master..." Qin Bin spoke in a respectful tone, but was interrupted by the other party just after he said these two words.

"Is Ling Zihan with you?" Liu Mingquan seemed in a hurry, using a commanding tone that was extremely rare for Qin Bin: "Bring him to see me immediately."

Qin Bin subconsciously raised his hand to cover the microphone, and turned his head cautiously to glance at Ling Zihan who was sitting next to him.

"Ok."

……

The convoy arrived at its destination quickly.

Qin Bin took Ling Zihan into Liu Mingquan's private living room.

Liu Mingquan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and kept looking at Ling Zihan with a very strange gaze.

"There is something I have to tell you, Fang Jialiang and I are very good friends."

Ling Zihan pulled a chair from the side and sat down, with a smile that was no different from usual: "Really?"

"Fang Jialiang called me just now and told me something about you." Liu Mingquan was brewing his words, his gaze never shifting from Ling Zihan's face.

"Actually, you and I have a very good relationship. I checked your background. You are a boxer in Hengwei Boxing Gym, a wanderer from the wilderness, a reserve soldier of the Azure Dragon Legion... You helped me a lot with Kong Linlin. To be honest, I really like you."

"The liking I'm talking about is a normal category, not a perverted hobby between men."

"Although you are very shrewd, you didn't drink my wine."

Liu Mingquan changed his sitting position, glanced at Qin Bin who was standing beside him, and then looked at Ling Zihan: "According to the normal situation, there are only twenty armed guards following you out of the city to transport goods, but I sent fifty people, which is one and a half times more than normal. Do you know why?"

Ling Zihan nodded and smiled slightly: "With Floating Cloud City as the core, there are no refugee settlements within a radius of [-] kilometers."

Liu Mingquan also smiled: "It's good if you can understand. Because all the settlements within this area will either be forcibly cleared and all people killed; or they will be merged and forcibly moved into the city, and everyone will be brought under unified management."

Ling Zihan put away the smile on his face, and asked seriously: "Why is it [-] kilometers?"

This is a question he has been searching for for a long time but has never been answered.

"For safety." Liu Mingquan explained: "I've read the materials left over from the old era. There were many cities in the past, and those with a population of more than 50 couldn't even be ranked."

"Having more people is beneficial. The most direct thing is power and benefits."

"The former Floating Cloud City is very different from the present. At that time, military control was implemented, and materials were distributed uniformly, including cassava."

"Many people can't imagine what kind of management it is, including me. If I hadn't read the internal information of the Urban Management Bureau, I would never believe that the life of the residents of Floating Cloud City was so boring before."

"There is no place for entertainment. A woman is a woman, and a man is a man. Any intimate contact beyond the imagination is considered a violation. At the least, they will be arrested and imprisoned. In severe cases, they will be beheaded directly. They will not even dig out their brains, and hang them directly in places like squares."

"In the old days, "Urban Management Bureau" was a derogatory term to some extent. In fact, it is still the same now. The reason is very simple, no one wants to be controlled by others, no matter whether this control comes from the government or the people. There are more free and loose guys, and they regard various rules as killing their fathers and enemies. Although these rules are basically positive, more importantly, they are good for the development of the city."

Ling Zihan smiled slightly: "What does what you said have anything to do with Fang Jialiang and me?"

"Be patient and listen to me finish the story." Liu Mingquan continued: "The former urban management chief died. A large group of people rushed into his house, dragged him and his family to the street, stripped him naked, cut his throat with a knife like a pig, and hung him in front of the city government building until he rotted."

Ling Zihan asked seriously: "Were you there?"

"I wasn't there at that time!" Liu Mingquan leaned back and looked up at the ceiling: "My grandfather was one of the initiators of the riot. He chopped off a finger of the city management chief, embalmed it, and kept it as a souvenir after he finished it."

Hearing this, Ling Zihan's heart moved slightly: "Leave the bones of the deceased as a memorial, usually only the skull. Why..."

(End of this chapter)