Under the various threats from Wu Liang, Jiang Tao Hong had completely abandoned any thoughts of resistance.
Not to mention having any improper thoughts about Jiang Min at this moment, he was only worried whether this maniac would behead him before exposing all the shady things, leading to a social death.
Whipping a corpse! This was like whipping a corpse!
"Dear official brother... there’s a woman I keep at home. If she gets scared by the gun and screams, you won’t shoot her, right..."
Actually, it wouldn’t matter if the woman got shot, Jiang Tao Hong mentioned this mainly out of fear that the foolish woman might scream, causing the brother to accidentally pull the trigger, given that the gun was pointed at his own forehead!
Wu Liang chuckled upon hearing this: "How about this, let’s bet on whether she’ll scream when we go in."
"If she doesn’t scream, I’ll turn and leave; if she does, both of you have to die."
Standing at the door of the house, hearing this, Jiang Tao Hong was so scared that his legs were almost giving out. Wasn’t this going to cost him his life?
But there was no turning back now, he had no choice but to brace himself, raise his hand, take a deep breath, and prepare to knock on the door.
A delicate voice that made one’s bones go soft floated out from inside the door.
On ordinary days, hearing this voice would make Jiang Tao Hong restless, but now he was filled with fear.
He felt like he was about to meet his end...
The door opened, the woman poked her head out, pouting as if seeking a kiss. As a kept woman, she knew all too well how to please a man.
But this time was different.
Instead of the warm embrace she expected, she was met with Jiang Tao Hong’s sweaty face, showing an expression close to tears, with a stranger holding a gun with metallic sheen at his temple.
When she saw the woman’s face turn deathly pale and about to scream.
His heart was in his throat.
Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly rolled her eyes, lost consciousness, and fell straight back to the ground, fainting.
She, was scared out cold?!
"Hahaha! She didn’t scream! Didn’t scream!"
Jiang Tao Hong was overjoyed, not expecting the woman to faint without making a sound.
But who would have thought, when he turned to look at Wu Liang, the latter was still smiling cheerfully, pulling the trigger slowly with his finger, saying: "I can’t stand that grating voice."
Under the repeated mental stress from Wu Liang, this time it was Jiang Tao Hong’s brain that went blank and he fainted, hitting the ground with a thud.
Wu Liang looked at his gun, then glanced at the two fainted on the floor, saying helplessly: "Buddy, I seem to be out of bullets."
But now it no longer mattered whether Jiang Tao Hong woke up or not, Wu Liang had already sensed the Monkey Claw’s ominous aura when he opened the door.
Stepping over the bodies, he walked into the room.
Very naturally he went to the balcony, reached out and lifted a pot of gentleman orchids symbolizing purity and nobility, revealing a black plastic bag pressed under the flowerpot.
Opening the bag, inside was the so-called 29th Monkey Claw.
This time, the Monkey Claw hadn’t been tampered with, not like earlier when he picked it up only to be tricked.
He stuffed it into his pocket, humming a peculiar tune as he walked back to the two on the floor—
"The sun rises and you swing on the swing, after swinging you swing on the power line, suddenly comes a surge of electricity～ you get electrocuted to King Yama’s hall..."
He dragged the two into the room and tossed them onto the bed, taking a coarse hemp rope from the Ghost Compendium to tie them up.
Then he instructed: "Life-taking, keep an eye on them in this room until the banquet on Tuesday. If you’re bored you can hang them for fun, just don’t kill them."
The same old line—as Wu Liang felt that a quick kill would be too easy for him.
With eyes flashing a strange red light, Wu Liang bared his sharp canines, like a villain, and continued:
"Three days without food won’t be lethal, I want to see Jiang Tao Hong suffer through the fear of hunger day by day."
"Let him go after Tuesday, let the authorities arrest him upon gaining freedom and announce his crimes legally!"
"He must have the hope of escaping, otherwise it would be too boring if there’s only despair."
Despair, after all, is the least interesting form of fear.
Hope, that’s the truly terrifying thing!
Having instructed his Fierce Ghost minion, with the Hanged Ghost skipping happily, Wu Liang left the house.
As for the initial idea that the gunshot might attract neighbors and cause the police to be called—it’s not going to happen.
The Mist Ghost had long covered the sounds.
No one would find them in this house...
Back home, Wu Liang pulled out the white paper with intelligence records from his drawer.
He picked up a pen and added a note about the Dongri Grand Hotel, something he heard Jiang Tao Hong talking about in the car.
It seemed he had secretly hidden something in the hotel?
This should be the main reason the Promised Land altered his memory, the hidden items were most likely crucial for Tuesday’s banquet.
Thinking of this, Wu Liang pondered for a moment.
Then he went to the bedroom and took out the Black Card he hadn’t used in a long time.
He kept it because Sister Yang was staying with him then, and He Zhan and Minister Long had turned a blind eye to him keeping it, they hadn’t asked for it back.
Now that Sister Yang had left, using the Black Card might reveal unusual spending to the authorities, prompting them to take it back.
Meaning there was only one use left.
"Heh heh, Dongri Grand Hotel... I won’t waste my own money, perfect to use it to find those dirty hidden things the day after tomorrow!"
"Nightmare, take this Monkey Claw as a marker, you have two nights to find everyone in Chengyang City tainted with its aura in their dreams."
Wu Liang didn’t know how long the Promised Land had been lurking for the Tuesday banquet, nor how many resources they had used, nor their ultimate goal. Find the newest release on novel⦿fire.net
But he only knew, within these three days, he would destroy all their plots and schemes!
This had nothing to do with the sense of duty as an official, nor the safety of the city or its people.
Wu Liang didn’t care about these things.
He only cared about—finding clues about his father and avenging the Monkey Claw ambush with this opportunity!
Wu Liang was never a saint burdened with the world’s peace, not even considering himself a good person.
He only abides by: An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
Just as he was about to take a proper rest, another knocking came from outside.
Only then did Wu Liang remember he hadn’t eaten all day, no wonder he felt something was missing.
Without hesitation, he clicked the door open.
Revealing Sun Zhoushan outside, with a face like the world owed him millions.
He wasn’t holding any food, just a pair of shiny handcuffs...