its 221: between sunlight and shadow

"Let's go now." After killing Ma Zhihong, Tang Fang immediately came to the private room where the overseas drug dealers were hiding and smiled at the other party: "Because I have to call the police now and ask them to clean up the mess."

"Okay..." The drug dealer nod and walked out of the room with a pale face. Although he couldn't see the gunfight process just now, after Tang Fang destroyed 20 Miao soldiers in the corridor with a few people, he poked out his head out of curiosity and looked at him. When he saw Tang Fang and his little brother, the two stood at the top of the stairs and talked to the people below calmly. Not far away, there were 20 corpses piled up. At the time, he was really shocked.

"You can wait and see for a while." Tang Fang said calmly, "Look at the strength of our Tang family. You can also confirm the cooperation with us now, and everything is up to you.

"I think I'll do as you said before." The other party smiled nervously, "Just like when we cooperated with the Dong family."

"Very good." Tang Fang nodded and smiled and shook hands with the other party. When the other party shakes hands, he feels very stressed.

After sending off the line, Tang Fang immediately motioned the remaining little brother to call the police officer in charge of contacting the Tang family in the police bureau. Although this kind of large fire is not common, small fire is not rare. The police have already established a tacit understanding with several major gangs, and it is not a problem to solve.

"Let's go." After watching the little brother make a phone call, Tang Fang waved his hand, and the two quickly left the nightclub. After getting into the car, they left. Sitting in the car, Tang Fang kept frowning, picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Try me carefully. What's wrong with the Miao family? They want to kill me."

Before his car arrived at the Tang family headquarters, a phone call came: " boss, I found it. This morning, Guan Shuwen, the Miao family, who was responsible for contacting overseas, died, and then after a long time, his deputy and two subordinates also died. They all died in Miao's hospital, in the same lounge.

"Have you been assassinated?" Tang Fang frowned.

"No..." The other party hesitated for a while before saying, "All the bodies have been autopsyd, which was carried out by the royal doctor of the Miao family. Except for him and the father and son of the Miao family, no one knows the real autopsy results. But on the surface, they all died unexpectedly.

"Unexpected sudden death?" Tang Fang was stunned and replied on the other end of the phone, "That's right."

"Okay, I know." Tang Fang nodded, hung up the phone, pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

"Who will have this power?" He thought to himself, "Feng family? Or the Liu family? Or is it the sixth force that appears on the shaking Soviet territory? Yes, it must be the sixth force. The one who killed Dong Shao must also be this force. Otherwise, it can't explain the strange death of their father and son... It's really interesting. I have always thought that there must be people in the world who have the same power as me. I didn't expect that this kind of person would appear beside me. Ha ha, dear kind, do you want to provoke the war between me and the Miao family? OK..."

More than ten minutes later, the police of the brigade arrived in a hurry and surrounded the Yexiang nightclub. The blockade line was quickly pulled up, and a corpse was also carried out in a special body bag and put on the police car. More than ten minutes later, the media in the city also rushed over. This kind of battle that does not hurt the people but can entertain the whole people has always been the most eager to report. The people of the city know what happened. The interest in watching is just to understand the movements of the major gangs in the city, and how the police changed this incident. Law, and how the media talk nonsense.

For this kind of report from the city's internal station, the police and several gangs also have a careless attitude. Even through them, they can understand the results of some actions of themselves or others, and even send their little brothers to inquire.

The Feng family and the Liu family naturally knew about this matter at the first time, so they immediately turned on the TV, switched to the local station, and prepared to watch wonderful programs. An hour later, a well-made instant news program appeared on the city's TV screen.

Zhang Ling sat in front of the TV, looking at the media's reports and analysis in surprise and listening to the police's nonsense. According to the police officer in charge of the case, this was a hostage-taking incident by robbers. The police arrived immediately after receiving the police and killed all the robbers. Although the crazy robbers killed the security guard and boss of the nightclub, as well as the members of the "spontaneously organized non-governmental self-protection organization", the police successfully rescued a night club's handyman, which was a relatively successful operation.

Then, the media began to cheer for the police and made a promise to the citizens that the city's public security would be absolutely guaranteed. In short, it began to talk nonsense. So Zhang Ling turned off the TV and turned his head to look at Gong Ping: "It's terrible. Ma Zhihong and his team have been completely destroyed. This is simply a shocking thing. Is this Tang Fang a human or a ghost?

"Of course it's people." Gong Ping smiled and said, "It's just that I'm not an ordinary person."

"Do you think Tang Fang will fight with the Miao family?" Zhang Ling asked.

Gong Ping shook his head, "I don't think so. If Tang Fang is really a smart man, he will definitely notice the death of Guan Shuwen and his three subordinates, and then connect this matter with the death of Dong Shao and his son. Then, he will come to a conclusion that there is one or a group of people with special powers who are provoking his relationship with the Miao family.

"Can you talk about your 'special ability'?" Zhang Ling asked more or less curiously, "Although I know more or less from Brother Zifeng, in fact, even he doesn't know."

"I can't say it." Gong Ping shook his head, "But I can tell you clearly that I actually have some kind of power. And Tang Fang also has some kind of power. I can also tell you that I already know what kind of power it is. For me, that's nothing, so I have absolute confidence that I can easily get rid of him without being killed by his power.

"I think, as an ordinary person, I'd better not know too much about this 'power'." Zhang Ling sighed, "There is a saying that curiosity kills cats. A cat with nine lives will be killed by curiosity. I'm an ordinary woman, so don't. What are you going to do next?

"After knowing that someone plotted against him, will Tang Fang merge with the Miao family, or will he sit down and negotiate with the Miao family?" Gong Ping said slowly, "I think he will sit down and talk with the Miao family. From today's war observation, I found an interesting thing, which is the limitation of Tang's ability. That ability must be controlled by him before it can be exerted, so that ability is useless beyond his reach, and that ability can't kill people. If you want to kill, you have to do it yourself. Therefore, he can't unconsciously kill the person he wants to kill like me. He must face the other party, then make the other party lose his resistance, and then do it himself. This makes it impossible for him to deal directly with the bosses of various gangs. Therefore, he must rely on the strength of his own organization and have to judge the situation. In this situation, he can only choose to negotiate with the Miao family to eliminate misunderstandings and find the real killer together.

"Then aren't you in danger?" Zhang Ling couldn't help frowning.

Is it dangerous? Maybe." Gong smiled insipidly and did not answer this question according to Zhang Ling's hope.

"Can I ask you a question?" Zhang Ling looked at Gong Ping and asked slowly.

"Ask. Maybe you can answer, but you can't. Gong Ping said. His expression was calm and his eyes were deep. He casually took a magazine and slowly turned it over. The afternoon sun projected from the window and fell on the feet of the palace. After the shadow of the corner of the house spread to his side, it overlapped with his faint back. Zhang Ling looked over and felt that he had seen a warm oil painting. He was a little dazed for a moment, and then suddenly woke up and blinked.

"Why do you want to destroy the five major gangs?"

"If I say it's for fairness and justice, for world peace, and for the people in China to no longer be poisoned by more drugs, in order to realize your superhuman dream, what do you think?" Gong Ping asked while looking through the magazine.

"I will believe it." After thinking about it, Zhang Ling nodded. Previously, you killed the Dong family's father and son for Brother Xu, but now the Dong family gang has disappeared, and Brother Zifeng has already gone somewhere else to live a happy life with his lover. If it's just for friends, you don't need to do these dangerous things anymore.

"Real?" Gong Ping asked casually.

"In fact, from the beginning, when Brother Zifeng talked to me about helping you, I vaguely thought so." Zhang Ling nodded, "When I was a child, I also had a heroic dream, fantasizing that I suddenly got some magical power, and then I could use this power to change my life and everything around me. Later, when my parents died, my dream of heroism became stronger. I often thought that I could have strong power to avenge my parents. But the world is cruel, and dreams are dreams that cannot be realized. Fortunately, I met Brother Zifeng.

"I don't have any heroic dreams." Gong said insipidly and continued to turn over the magazine casually, "I once said that we should completely trust each other and be honest about everything. So I want to tell you that I stay here not for heroic dreams and great ideals, nor for the world and countless citizens. I just want to kill myself, for a crazy idea in my heart, an uncontrollable desire. I kill for the sake of killing, and act to feel the stimulation of destroying a strong enemy. I'm not a person who maintains justice. I'm just a madman who challenges the strong and destroys the strong as the most exciting entertainment. Finding a gangster is not because of my inner good thoughts. On the contrary, it's just because of my evil thoughts. I want to feel the pleasure of killing while getting the satisfaction of conscience. I know this is a sign of hypocrisy, so you have to understand that you are facing a hypocritical madman, and that's enough.

Zhang Ling was surprised to hear him say such terrible words with the calmest tone, the quietest expression and the most leisurely movements. At this moment, the palace level between the sun and the shadow seemed to have changed into another look in her eyes.