Chapter 1183 I'm Here to Crack Down

Chapter 1183 I'm here to crack down

Jin Mingfeng's head was bleeding from the fall, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

It hurts like hell.

"Xiao Ming, you traitor..."

Gao Jiacheng was also frightened, and his proud subordinate Fan Long also passed out at some point, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The leader of Xin Ngee Ann began to be eroded by fear.

"Am I a traitor? Yes, I am a traitor."

Xiao Ming took out a pistol, aimed at Jin Mingfeng who was lying in a pool of blood, and fired first.

The gunshots were loud, but in this uninhabited, abandoned building, no one would notice.

Xiao Ming's shot hit Jin Mingfeng's injured leg.

Immediately, blood started gushing out.

"I am a traitor, but after today, I will be the leader of Xin Ngee Ann. And you, and Mr. Jin, will be nothing more than a slowly rotting corpse in the garbage pit."

As he spoke, he fired several more shots, each hitting Jin Mingfeng's limbs.

Jin Mingfeng's body twitched continuously, but he couldn't die for a while.

The blood that keeps flowing out will slowly take away his life.

After finishing all this, Xiao Ming turned around contentedly and looked at Gao Jiacheng.

"Want to be the leader? You are dreaming!"

Gao Jiacheng gritted his teeth, "You traitor, white-eyed wolf, don't even want to touch my Xinyi'an!"

"Hehe, Mr. Gao, how dare you call me a white-eyed wolf?"

Xiao Ming laughed, "Why don't you let Mr. Jin, who is still breathing, listen to how you secretly transferred his assets and disintegrated his subordinates? Even me, his only confidant, was bought by you It's gone, isn't it?"

"you you……"

Gao Jiacheng didn't expect Xiao Ming to say all these things.

Jin Mingfeng was still breathing, but when he heard that his second brother wanted to seize power, he died of anger.

The guy died.

"Look, I helped you get rid of him."

Xiao Ming shrugged, "Isn't this your wish?"

"Xiao Ming, you bastard...you will die!"

"shut up!"

Xiao Ming suddenly became angry, and shot Gao Jiacheng in the leg, causing Gao Jiacheng to kneel down in front of him.

"I am a beast? Are you a beast! Think about the things you have done, even if I kill you a thousand times, ten thousand times, I will be dead! Gao Jiacheng, do you know that over the years, I can't wait to eat Your flesh, drink your blood!"

Xiao Ming's face was a little ferocious.

Xiaobai didn't make a move, but watched quietly from the side.

Some anger in my heart must be resolved by myself.

"I have no way to repay your great kindness to me. I can only compensate you by killing you."

As Xiao Ming said, he turned his head and asked Xiao Bai.

"Butler Bai, can you give him to me?"

"Can."

Xiao Bai nodded, originally she was here, it was Qin Chao who wanted to guard against Wai Yi.

Otherwise, Xiao Ming alone could actually kill these old men.

Fan cage, if you shoot in the back, it's not a problem.

"Want to kill me? Dreaming!"

At this moment, Gao Jiacheng suddenly pulled out his pistol and aimed at Xiao Ming who was opposite him.

"Snapped!"

And at this time, he finally felt the pain of his subordinate Fan Cage.

A thin, almost invisible silver thread passed through his palm and was nailed to the opposite wall.

Severe pain came from the palm, and the pistol fell to the ground immediately.

"Thank you, Butler Bai."

Xiao Ming naturally knew who saved him.

"You're welcome, you continue."

"Butler Bai, can I trouble you with something?"

"What?"

"Help me break Gao Jiacheng's tendons and hamstrings, so that I can do things more conveniently."

Xiao Ming said something.

"Oh sure."

It was just a matter of little effort, Xiaobai flicked his hand, and the spider silk flew out, cutting Gao Jiacheng's tendons and tendons.

Immediately, this Gao Jiacheng became a cripple, collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

"Thank you, Butler Bai!"

Xiao Ming laughed, it was a devilish smile.

"Jin Ziming...you, what are you going to do to me?"

The hands and feet are useless, but the mouth can still move.

Gao Jiacheng yelled out in pain.

"Mr. Gao, I don't know if you have heard of it. There is a criminal law called Ling Chi."

"What, what..."

Gao Jiacheng's whole body tightened.

"It is said that a powerful person can survive after being cut three thousand times. I want to know how many times you can last...don't worry, I will count it for you."

As he said that, Xiao Ming took out a dagger from his body and dug on Gao Jiacheng's leg first.

The screams resounded throughout the building area.

Xiaobai turned his head away.

Although she was a killer, she was always clean when killing people.

She doesn't know how to torture people, and she can't bear to watch it.

I don't know how long this screaming screamed, and finally it gradually weakened.

Xiao Ming stood up, covered in blood, and kicked Gao Jiacheng, whose legs were almost turned into bones.

"What the hell, it's only two hundred dollars, and I'm dead. I don't know if it's my sword skills or you are too cowardly."

After speaking, he took out his pistol and shot the cage lying on the ground.

"Butler Bai, I'm done."

Xiao Ming said to Xiao Bai respectfully.

"Very good, tonight, a cadre from the Daqin Gang will come over to help you sort out the club's affairs."

Xiaobai said lightly.

"yes!"

Knowing that this is the eyeliner inserted by the other party, Xiao Ming has no reluctance at all.

Even if the other party doesn't let him be the leader, it's the same if he does it himself with the help of the Daqin Gang.

In fact, Qin Chao had no intention of placing eyeliner at all, he was always suspicious of people, and he was not suspicious of employing people.

But Xiaobai doesn't think so. Mr. Qin may be wrong sometimes.

In order to prevent the outsider, Xiaobai called people over.

She is the shadow of Mr. Qin, and she wants to take care of the tail for Mr. Qin.

Because Mr. Qin has one of his biggest weaknesses, which is soft-heartedness.

The meaning of her Xiaobai's existence is to make up for Mr. Qin's weakness.

Things started to come to an end here, but in the hotel contracted by Tianyang Entertainment, the press conference was still going on with vigor.

However, this time the press conference had just sent away two uninvited guests, Jin Mingfeng and Gao Jiacheng, and a new troublemaker came.

"This album is Mizuki's latest masterpiece, and I hope everyone will like it."

At the press conference, Luo Qinglin stood on the stage gracefully, promoting the new album.

"Okay, now the reporters and friends can ask questions."

"Miss Luo Qinglin! I am a reporter from Hong Kong Apple News!"

A female reporter first asked, "Recently there is a saying that Mizuki is not a singer, but a group. Regarding this statement, does Miss Luo have any explanation?"

"Explain? Why should I explain?"

Knowing that these reporters would ask these questions, Luo Qinglin replied calmly, "The fans' love for Mizuki is the best explanation."

"However, some people have come forward recently, claiming that they are behind the scenes of this group, and have published their works on the Internet. Does Ms. Luo have any opinion on this kind of behavior?"

Another reporter asked.

"It's all nonsense. I, Luo Qinglin, only pay Mizuki a salary. As for those who are behind the scenes, it doesn't matter. I agree with Mizuki, that is, we only sing for those who like him. his song."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

This is too harsh!

Who in the entertainment industry would dare to say such a thing!

Isn't it easy to offend fans!

But looking at the increasingly fanatical fans outside, it seems that this rule does not hold true for Mizuki.

Because his singing voice is really too domineering.

"Hello, Miss Lowe, I am a reporter from The Times of England."

A blond female reporter also asked, "I am also a fan of Mizuki. But I think like thousands of fans, I want to see the true face of the legendary Mr. Mizuki. I don't know if Ms. Luo can satisfy her." What about our wish?"

"This, it seems a bit difficult."

Luo Qinglin said, "As early as when the first album was released, I already said that Mr. Mizuki is very low-key and doesn't want to become a star that attracts much attention. Moreover, I personally think that Mizuki's singing is the most important thing. Whether it's a handsome guy or an ugly one, it doesn't affect people's enjoyment of his music, right?"

"this……"

The female reporter of the Times didn't know how to answer the question.

"Mizuki can't show up at all, and you can't see that Mr. Mizuki!"

At this moment, the troublemaker finally came out.

A tall and thin man in a white shirt and black trousers walked in, pointed at Luo Qinglin meanly and said.

"Because Mizuki is a fake at all, a virtual character created by you Tianyang Entertainment to entertain us!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Many people recognized who this person was at a glance.

Isn't this the famous anti-counterfeit hero Noah?

Unexpectedly, he actually ran to Hong Kong.

This Noah son is also depressed recently. He fought and argued with others on the Internet twice, and he was almost unreasonable, and even started to forge evidence to crack down on counterfeiting.

But in the end, it all ended in his failure, which made netizens change from their initial support to ridicule of themselves.

This made Noah very unhappy.

He doesn't like money or beautiful women, he just likes to make some gimmicks to make himself famous.

Therefore, in order to divert everyone's attention and re-establish his glorious image as a hero in cracking down on counterfeiting, he again targeted Tianyang Entertainment and Mizuki.

This time, he was full of confidence, because he collected a lot of evidence and checked a lot of information.

Mizuki never showed up once.

He believed that this person was definitely a fake.

Even if it's true, with your own ability, you can make it fake!

Because he is the anti-counterfeiting hero!

This is the good name given to him by netizens!

"Mr. Noah, you actually came to the press conference in Hong Kong in person. Aren't you worried about your personal safety?"

A reporter arranged by Jin Mingfeng earlier asked deliberately as if to fan the flames.

"I'm not afraid! Even if my neck is forced with a knife, I will stand up and fight fakes for the common people!"