Godly Dragon Guard

Su Ruoxue was slightly startled. She always felt that the style of Liu Qingyi's coat was a bit like Shen Lang's.

Hearing that Liu Qingyi was back, Zheng Zihao was so stunned that he couldn't believe that such a thing would happen.

When he came out and saw that Liu Qingyi was really back, Zheng Zihao was completely dumbfounded, and then a huge anger surged in his heart.

"Those losers! Damn, they can't even stand a woman!"

Zheng Zihao took the opportunity to slip away. He was worried that Liu Qingyi knew something.

After Shen Lang sent Liu Qingyi away, he pressed the communicator next to his ear and said, "We just rescued a hostage. It took a while. I asked you to move the location. Have you kept an eye on the factory?"

Soon, Bai Qingyu's voice came from the communicator: "Keep an eye on it, no one is leaving the factory now."

"Okay, then keep watching. Once someone walks out of the factory, catch them immediately." Shen Lang said.

"I know, ah...ah sneeze!" Bai Qingyu responded and couldn't help but sneeze.

"You have a cold?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Bai Qingyu curled her lips and said, "Why are you talking about this? It's none of your business. Just concentrate on handling the matter now."

"Okay. Don't say anything if you care. I really doubt whether you, a woman, can get married in the future?" Shen Lang teased.

Bai Qingyu immediately turned off the communicator and was too lazy to talk to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang shrugged and ran towards the factory at full speed. In the dark night, like a shadow.

In less than five minutes, Shen Lang slipped into the factory again.

Several corpses in the abandoned hut were still lying there, and no one seemed to have discovered them yet.

The old brother from before had gone somewhere. Shen Lang knew the terrain of the factory, so he picked up a machete and walked along the lights in the distance.

Once inside the factory, incandescent lights were on, and there were obviously human footprints. It seemed like this was where it was.

Shen Lang walked into the factory like a ghost, and heard the sound coming from inside in front of the entrance of an old rusty workshop.

Glancing in from the corner of his eye, Shen Lang saw a dozen disabled people slumped on the ground. They were all young people in their twenties with missing legs.

There is a plate of leftovers in front of each disabled person, and a sour smell can be smelled from a distance.

These disabled people still wolfed down their food and looked very miserable, as if they had been hungry for too long.

Outside a small studio-like house, several disabled people had their hands tied to steel bars, and a man below was beating them with a whip.

Several other men in black vests were holding beers and eating braised duck feet, laughing as they watched. The more miserable the disabled people screamed, the more excited they seemed to be.

One of them is the former brother Sheng.

"We are short of manpower recently. Everyone, please work harder and get more people. Mr. Zheng will reward us." Brother Sheng shouted while drinking beer.

"I can't figure it out. If kidnapping is so profitable, why would Boss Zheng let us kidnap so many disabled people?" asked a strong man.

"You don't understand. Kidnapping doesn't last long, let alone kidnapping rich people. If you don't take it easy, you will be targeted by the police. The consequences will be serious. Just do it a few times. It's enough to hire some disabled people. On the contrary, the value is high, and it is not easy to be discovered. After they are used up, their organs can be sold, what a great economic benefit!"

Brother Sheng's saliva flew everywhere, and several strong men said yes again and again.

"Brother Sheng, I heard that after you finish this job, you can go abroad to have fun, and you will have to take our brothers with you then!" A strong man said with a flattering look on his face.

"Okay, when you make enough money with Boss Zheng and Boss Wan, you can also come abroad to enjoy the blessings." Brother Sheng smiled.

"Okay, I'm going to bring some food to the guys outside, and you guys can take your time." Brother Sheng picked up a few bottles of beer and a bag of duck feet and was about to get up.

Shen Lang suddenly walked over here, startling a group of disabled people, and held a long machete in his hand.

A group of strong men couldn't help but be startled when they saw Shen Lang. Brother Sheng immediately took out a revolver from his waist, pointed it at Shen Lang, and said with a ferocious expression: "What do you do?"

"Damn it, I've never seen this guy before! When did he sneak in?"

"Could it be a smuggled note?"

"Now that he's been brought to your doorstep, let's quickly kill him. There will be another paralyzed man tomorrow!"

A group of strong men surrounded Shen Lang, with expressions of joking on their faces.

"Damn it, you kid, put down the knife quickly, I can still save your life!" Brother Sheng yelled at Shen Lang angrily.

Shen Lang had no expression on his face and asked, "Who is your boss?"

"I am the one who scolded the neighbor. You are so courageous and are seeking death!" A strong man picked up a machete and struck directly at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang snorted and waved the machete in his hand casually.

"Huhu!" A voice broke through the air.

The man's right arm flew out with the machete attached.

"Pfft!"

The blood surged like a rain of blood, and one arm was cut off by Shen Lang. The flesh and blood were blurred, and a hoarse and shrill scream came from his mouth.

"kill him!"

Seeing how sharp and bloody Shen Lang's methods were, several strong men's scalps went numb and they shouted like crazy.

Brother Sheng raised the revolver, but before he could pull the trigger, Shen Lang rushed up like a gust of wind, swung the machete upwards, and Brother Sheng's arms holding the gun were cut into two pieces!

"ah!!!"

Brother Sheng's face was distorted to the extreme, he screamed like a ghost, and fell into a pool of blood.

Seeing how fierce Shen Lang was, all the strong men couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

By the time they felt the terror, it was already too late. Shen Lang stepped forward and brandished the machete.

Blood was flowing, and the arms of two more people were cut off by Shen Lang.

The ground was stained red with blood, and various screams echoed throughout the workshop.

The remaining two strong men were trembling with fear and had no idea of ​​resistance at all. One man said tremblingly: "Spare... spare my life! Brother, I... If we have offended you in any way, we will definitely apologize to you. Please save your life!”

Shen Lang grinned and sneered: "I didn't want your lives, right? I just think that since you like to make people disabled so much, I might as well make you disabled as well."

Seeing Shen Lang's devilish smile, the two strong men were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground and cried: "Brother, please spare us, we will tell you everything!"

Shen Lang shook the blood-stained machete in his hand and snorted coldly: "Who is your boss? What is his name?"

"I... our boss is Boss Zheng. We don't know his name. I... I'm not going to lie to you!" A man was incontinent.

Shen Lang smacked his lips and continued to ask: "What is the relationship between this Boss Zheng and Wan Tianpeng?" (To be continued)