Sha Qing

Ep65

Raphael woke up from a nightmare stared at with huge eyes, and found that the nightmare had become a reality: a dark shadow pressed on top of his head, a cold sharp object on the neck, as if the trachea was to be cut in the next second. He swallowed the exclamation back to his throat, trying to touch the medical call button beside the bed, which was specially configured for the paralyzed himself in the sixth zone of the prison.

The sharp object plunged into the back of the moving hand the next second and nailed it to the bed sheet. "Shh," Black Shadow covered his mouth, "cooperate, Mr. Stoke. As long as you are willing to cooperate, I promise to keep you alive."

Raphael was cold and sweaty, but still nodded calmly, showing keen judgment as a gangster. From the dark shadow, he smelled an extremely dangerous breath, sharp as a knife, as strong as a drip of blood—he was familiar with this dark breath, knowing that the best response at this time was obedience.

Black Shadow let go of his hand. Raphael gasped for two breaths and asked tentatively, "You're from Rapper? I've all come in here, and he won't let me go?"

Heiying said coldly: "Rest assured that the struggle for power between your few foster brothers has nothing to do with me."

Raphael breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you ..."

"I want you to inquire about someone."

"Who?"

"Enjoyer."

"Enjoyer? No, I don't know anyone named by that name," Rafael said.

"Think patiently and remember carefully." Heiying said, "This is just a pseudonym and a code name. Maybe he never claimed to be like you before, but you are so familiar, you must know his hobbies and know what he did Those things that can't see the light, maybe once or twice, you've seen his signature at the end of the letter ... "

Dialled by the other's seductive tone, a name popped out of Raphael's mind. "Speak out, that name," Black Shadow ordered. "You only have one second to judge it. It's lighter than your life."

Raphael immediately made a choice: "Hayden Kolten!"

Hei Ying took a silent breath, and then slowly spit it out, as if suppressing some kind of fierce and violent power to the extreme. Once released, it will explode and destroy everything.

Raphael felt his throat tighten for a while, and the inexplicable fear far exceeded the pain of the hole in his palm, and his chest even involuntarily spasted.

After a long while, Heiying Shensheng asked, "Do you know how to find him?"

Raphael shook his head: "I haven't been in touch with him for many years, and before we were just acquainted with each other—" Suddenly his eyebrows were caught by a cold finger, and he immediately purged.

"I know more than you think." Hei Ying said, "You were once a pair of lovers. The few cases he committed on the West Coast were not caught by the police, on the one hand, Out of his own artfulness, and on the other hand, because you have been protecting him with your power, haven't you? "

Raphael froze, speechless.

"He used you until you failed in the race for the leader of the blood gang, and then dumped you without hesitation like getting rid of a bunch of humanoid trash, and even sold you to Leper in exchange for a lot of good. Isn't it? "

"Although you have no feelings for him, you have a deeper hatred. You may not want to find him. You will fill the revenge bullet into that evil and selfish heart, but you have no ability to realize it, do you?"

"Now the opportunity is here. Give me clues, all the clues related to him, you will find that my ability is beyond your imagination, and I will pay you-he will hear from you before he dies. Name, do you want to know his expression at that moment? "

As if bewildered by the devil's whispers in the night, Raphael narrowed his eyes, a strange line of light gradually rose from the wrinkled eyes, "that look must be beautiful ..." he murmured, with his memories in his bones With vicious pleasure, he finally laughed out of breath, "Oh, I want to see it for myself!"

Heiying had tucked the asthma spray under his pillow into his mouth, and said gently, "You will know."

After the invisible dark man who never showed up left, Raphale gritted his teeth and pulled out the pen nailed to the back of his hand, like an owl in the night forest, making a trill like laughter and cry.

In the fifth district of Rex Island Prison, cell 1317 ushered back to its original owner after a brief vacancy. After the prison guard locked the door, he quickly left, and Sha Qing just put his belongings on the bed, and heard the light footsteps outside the door.

"Let me use my strength to get you back from the sixth zone again. You'd better tell me that you have got the blood card of Raphael Stoke." Timothy leaned against the iron fence with his shoulders in a careless posture There was a threat in it, and he told him half-faced.

Sha Qingchao smiled slightly: "Today I will go to the laundry room last."

In the evening, when sanitation cleaning time was about to end, Sha Qing came to the laundry with a basket of dirty clothes, and it turned out that the inside had been emptied. Timothy was sitting on a bench and leisurely carrying a book.

"I thought you would be more patient,‘ Godfather ’, at least until I unlock the code on that sign.” Sha Qing said.

Timothy put down the book and got up and said, "You just need to get the sign, I will solve the rest naturally." He stretched out an arm gracefully, as if the monarch on the throne was satisfied with the contribution of his subjects, the gift They kissed the honor of his fingertips. "Come here. One-fifth of what I promised wouldn't be without you."

Sha Qing shook his head with a grinning smile: "Why do I have a hunch, once you get the sign, I won't see the sun of tomorrow? I know there are at least a hundred ways to keep me silent by your means I'm dying in prison, and I can't take that risk. "

Timothy tickled his mouth with a smile and raised his eyebrows, which was a precursor to his anger: "If you don't give it to me now, I promise you you won't even see today's dinner."

"One-fifth, one hundred million dollars, but that is a huge sum of money, and it is worth fighting for this desperate person like me." Just before the other person's face was completely gloomy, Sha Qing took out a huge ring from his pocket. The game seems to be throwing up and down, "Sure enough, real gold and silver are more tempting. Compared to this stuff, it is too artistic, even if it melts down, it is not worth a little money."

After seeing the ring, Timothy's face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice: "How could it be in your hands? Is it Alessio? Damn, he even gave you the 'seal' ?! Stupid! Bastard! You two— "He closed his eyes and quickly opened again, as if for a moment he held the fury full of anger, but the killing intention oozed out of Tieqing's complexion.

"Give me the ring!" He said, word by word.

"No problem," Sha Qing agreed very easily. "In exchange, that brand can stay with me for a few more days, right?"

Timothy didn't answer, gray-blue eyes were cold.

Sha Qing knew that the other party was reluctantly agreed. He flicked his finger and threw the ring. He smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Godfather. From another aspect, this is a good thing for you. You see, your brother and Not as concerned about this 'seal' as you think, so entrusted me to return it to you, he said that as long as there are no key interests involved, your brotherhood can always be better. And for me, this is also a good thing It shows that Alessio cares about me more deeply than I thought, so that I can rest assured that I have handed such an important item to me. In short, "He paused deliberately, and it sounded proud. "You got the" scepter "and I got the" true heart ". Isn't it the best of both worlds? You don't really want to kill me and make your good brother sad to death?"

Timothy caught the ring, glaring at him expressionlessly, and finally spit out a word: "Tian shameless!"

The murderer spread his hands rudely: "But your brother loves me."

The godfather felt his temple jumping suddenly. He put the ring on the thumb of his right hand, and gave a sneer-like sigh of compromise: "Give you a week, unlock the code on that brand, and tell me where the old vault's secret vault is."

"Observe, Your Majesty." Sha Qing bowed his arms like a stage play.

Timothy left in anger, and the two men who stood outside the door followed him and left. There was only one killer left in the laundry room in a short time.

"For your good brand, give you a farewell gift-under the floor tiles in the laundry room in the fifth area of ​​the grave, look for it."

Recalling Gan's whisper, Sha Qing smiled slightly, and his eyes swept across the room: what would the professional killer's gift be ... a dagger? gun? Or is it different?

At dinner, Sha Qing did not see a wolf stick in a fixed position, and the black fat Malvo in the other corner was missing. Kinig told him that because the fighting had been too loud the other day, the prison side wanted to warn the two gangs to take the club and Marvola to the small black house, and he could not return for ten and a half months.

"It ’s short, they give it to the boss's face. If it is required, it must be closed for at least two or three months." Kinig hung an injured arm and said, "But it doesn't matter, where is it off? When I think of our violence, After stunning the bitches, I let out a bad breath, and Lao Tzu was so happy! I do n’t know when the next war will be, the days will be boring ... "

The killing eyes turned away from him, passing other prisoners-imprisoned day after day, hopelessness in the sky, uniformly rendering these people's faces with bleak and decadent colors, only the **** smell can slightly stimulate them Numb nerves, like a group of mice housed in a garbage dump, kill each other for a bit of food residue, even if they are full, they still kill each other, because they don't know what else they can do except kill.

Sha Qing pushed the stainless steel plate in front of him, got up and left the restaurant, and walked towards the fixed telephone at the end of the aisle. After swiping the ID card, he called the lawyer Canning's mobile phone, ignoring the other party's courteous regards (he was very clear that the other party was well-off in his case), and said straightforwardly: "In order to get my specific information, Shane You've touched it, right? Tell him, let the little wolf dog carry the frisbee and come and enjoy it, I'm ready for the bone crackers. "

After putting down the receiver, he turned around, facing the figure that appeared at the corner of the upper corridor—it was Simon, it seemed to have stood there watching him for a while, hesitating whether to come over, to say hello casually, or to say Something to express your excitement.

Seeing the young prison guard's words stop and talk, killing the youth almost gave up a part of his plan-but that was only an instant shake, his eyes quickly cooled down, and he took the initiative to walk towards Simon: "Good evening, Sir. "

"You can just call me Simon." The other side said softly.

"Well, Simon," said Sha Qing, "I need your help."

Simon's eyes lit up, making the shameless face look alive: "Why, what? Please tell me, what can I do for you?"

Sha Qing took an unusually cold look and whispered into his ear. Under the miserable light of the fluorescent lamp, his cheek was pale as a corpse.

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