Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Li Song had seen Wu Mian during the day, and when he saw him appearing in front of him again, he was startled, and then he was ready to draw his gun.

But before he could make any move, he felt his eyes quickly recede.

Immediately afterwards, there was a suffocation feeling in my neck.

Li Song followed the arms in his sight and saw Shen Jiahong's cheeks and the feeling of his feet dangling in the air, and his heart was shocked.

During the day, although Wu Mian and his party caused huge losses to them, Li Song did not take it seriously.

He activated the police undercover and launched an assassination attempt on Wu Mian, just to avenge himself during the day. Only at this moment did he realize that he seemed to have offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

"Let him down."

Wu Mian asked Shen Jiahong to let go of Li Song and turned a blind eye to the gun in his hand. He walked over and sat on the chair: "Li Song, I know you are just a small role in the Fallen Leaf Organization. Let's talk and give me what I want."

The answer is, maybe I can consider letting you live."

"Ahem!"

Li Song was let go by Shen Jiahong, covering his neck and coughing repeatedly.

He just saw Wu Mian alone at the door, and he didn't even know when Shen Jiahong appeared in the room or how he attacked him.

After Shen Jiahong let go, he did not take away Li Song's gun, letting him know that he had no chance to hurt anyone. After taking a breath, he took the initiative to put the gun on the table: "Since you know that I am just a nobody,

It should be clear that I may not know the answer you want."

Wu Mian took out his cigarette case and lit one with a calm expression: "So your life is in your own hands."

Seeing that Wu Mian didn't ask anything, Li Song also pointed to the cigarette case on the table: "Can I smoke one?"

Wu Mian did not answer.

Li Song lit a cigarette and took two greedy puffs: "Since you can know that I am from the Fallen Leaf Organization, it means that you know something about us. If you want to ask me who is the person in charge of the Fallen Leaf Organization, I can't help it.

To answer you. I joined the Fallen Leaf Organization two years ago. Before that, I was just an ordinary smuggler. During a shipment, I encountered gangsters and was hunted down. It was Huang Jiang who saved me.

He took me and took me to join the fallen leaves."

When Wu Mian saw Li Song taking the initiative to answer the question, Wu Mian raised the corner of his mouth: "Who is Huang Jiang?"

"The previous boss of the City God's Temple! After he rescued me, he asked me to join Luoye with him. At that time, I thought Luoye was an ordinary gang, but later I found out that we had a boss behind the scenes."

Li Song sighed: "Not long after I joined the Luo Ye organization, Huang Jiang was assassinated, and a phone call came to me out of nowhere, asking me to inherit his position. I know there is a big boss behind Luo Ye, but Huang Jiang

There were many capable subordinates at the time, all of whom were more senior than me, and I knew they would not let me sit in this position smoothly."

Wu Mian dusted off his cigarette and said, "But you are still in charge."

"Yes, all my competitors were killed at that time. Thinking about it later, the boss behind the scenes may have done this just to prevent the Chenghuang Temple from becoming a tool in the hands of some people, but to maintain respect for those above."

Li Song showed a wry smile: "Fortunately you came earlier, otherwise I should have run away. Because of what happened today, the people above want to replace me, because I used the weapon without receiving their orders."

Attacking you with human hands trampled on the bottom line of the Crazy Horse Police. Now that I think about it, Huang Jiang also wanted to expand his business on the eve of his assassination. Perhaps this was the reason why he was killed."

Wu Mian corrected: "I'm off topic."

"This is not off topic. I want to tell you that for the people above, I am just a consumable that manages this place for them and can be replaced at any time. I am not one of them."

Li Song paused for a moment: "In the past two years, although I am the boss of the Chenghuang Temple, I have no management rights over the finance and factories here. I can only open casinos and entertainment cities in the name of entertainment to make some small money. From beginning to end

, I have never met the people above, and I cannot proactively contact them. Only they contact me."

Wu Mian put out the cigarette butt: "Based on my understanding of the fallen leaf organization, I believe that the people above will not confess their identity to you, but the answer you gave is far from what I want."

"The people in the Fallen Leaf Organization seem to be very energetic. I have done many things in private to hide them, but all of them have failed. And every time we encounter problems, we can take advantage of them. For example, when you come in,

I already knew your identity as Agent 9 before."

Li Song shrugged and said: "I am just a member of the lower class of society, and my horizons are only as big as the City God's Temple. I know my own worth, and I have never thought of investigating the information of those above. I only know so much."

Wu Mian fell into silence after listening to Li Song's words.

He was thinking about the truth of these words.

According to what the previous killer said, the Chenghuang Temple is a branch organization of the Fallen Leaf Organization with more than a thousand people.

And the person in charge of such a large gang is actually a toolman who has been excluded from the core group.

Li Song was also under tremendous psychological pressure at this time. Shen Jiahong's performance just now made him have no intention of resisting. Seeing that Wu Mian looked wrong, Li Song responded quickly: "By the way, the headquarters of the Fallen Leaf Organization is in Kyoto!"

"Kyoto?"

When Wu Mian heard this location, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He has dealt with the Fallen Leaf Organization more than once, and always thought it was a reactionary organization outside the government-controlled areas, or in areas with weak control.

Unexpectedly, the headquarters of this organization was set up in Kyoto.

When he thought of the Spiritual Cult gathered near Kyoto, Wu Mian's thinking became complicated.

The main task of the nine divisions he leads is to fight against synthetics, and they pay little attention to counter-terrorism. However, for such a large reactionary organization to set up its headquarters in Kyoto, there is no way that the intelligence department is aware of it.

It seemed that the root system of this tree was much deeper than he imagined.

Judging from Li Song's eyes, Wu Mian could tell that he really didn't know any more information, so he turned to ask: "Do you know Yao Xuesong?"

Li Song nodded without hesitation: "I know him. He is a killer under our banner and specializes in doing dirty work."

Wu Mian got straight to the point: "Recently, he was sent by you to perform a mission in Kyoto, right?"

"No! Really not!"

Seeing Wu Mian staring at him, Li Song explained quickly: "I did send him out a while ago, but the purpose was to kidnap the family of a congressman from Crazy Horse City and use it to threaten him to reach a deal.

Our favorable policy. Not only do I know about this, but several of my subordinates also know about it. If you don’t believe it, I can call them right now to prove it!”