Chapter 865 Investigating Zheng Shaopeng

Looking at Zheng Shaopeng's reaction, Yang Ming was stunned. Doesn't this guy know himself? How is that possible? I did it outside his villa that day. Can't Zheng Shaopeng see it?

And in fact. Zheng Shaopeng did look at every move outside the villa with a telescope in the villa. After discovering the appearance of Yang Ming. Two masters sent by the boss were lost. He just fled to the wilderness.

Just. Yang Ming's appearance at this moment is too ordinary. Once mixed into the crowd. You may not recognize it in a blink of an eye. Such a popular-faced person. Zheng Shaopeng really has no impression.

"Your forgetfulness won't be this big, will it?" Yang Ming frowned: "Last night. We should have seen it before. It's right in front of your villa. I also cooked two thieves for you.

"Ah." Zheng Shaopeng listened to Ming's words. I was shocked. Open your mouth wide. He stared at Yang Ming incredulously: "You. You are the one with Wang Xiaoyan.

Although Yang Ming's face is very clear. But after Yang Mingyi's reminder. Zheng Shaopeng still remembered the scene last night. The two masters passed under Yang Ming's hands. What a frightening scene.

is also because of the appearance of Yang Ming. Zheng Shaopeng fled the villa quickly. In order to avoid suffering from the fish in the pond.

"Do you remember?" Yang Ming snorted coldly and said, "The memory is not that bad."

"You. What are you going to do? Zheng Shaopeng was shocked. I didn't expect Yang Ming to find the casino.

"What am I doing?" Yang Ming smiled faintly: "That depends on your cooperation."

"I. How can I match-*?" Zheng Shaopeng said in a panic.

"It's very simple. What do I ask? Just answer me. Otherwise. If not. Humph." Yang Ming said here. He paused and said, "You are the one who was assassinated with a reward. I can kill you again now."

Zheng Shaopeng listened to Yang Ming. I was really shocked. Isn't it a piece of cake for Yang Ming to kill him? He stammered and said, "Now. I'm afraid you won't get the reward for killing me.

"I don't think you're happy. Can I kill you? I don't want a bounty, okay? Yang Ming was stunned and threatened.

Zheng Shaopeng suddenly lost his temper. Yes, is there a reason for killing people? Whether you have money or not is for Yang Ming. It's a piece of work to kill him.

"You. What do you want to know? Zheng Shaopeng asked carefully.

"I'll just ask you and answer." Yang Ming stared at you and said, "What's your name?"

"Zheng Shaopeng." Zheng Shaopeng answered honestly. "

"Is this your real name?" Yang Ming squinted at Zheng Shaopeng.

"Zheng. Zheng Zi." Zheng Shaopeng was scared and said quickly, "My former nickname is Zheng Zi."

"When is the nickname'" Yang Ming continued to ask. Zheng Zi? Thinking of this guy with such a funny name.

"Before coming to work in the casino." Zheng Shaopeng's fear of Yang Ming is deep-rooted. He was afraid that Yang Ming would kill him to vent his anger as soon as he didn't go well. On these unimportant issues. He is telling the truth.

"What did you do before you came to the casino?" Yang Ming continued.

"I. I'm a gambler." Zheng Shaopeng has completely lost his prestige in the casino at this moment. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yang Ming. Zheng Shaopeng had no intention of running away or resisting at all. Because Yang Ming's skills are too tough, Zheng Shao is afraid that he will have any abnormal movements. It will be like those two masters on the spot

Yang Ming frowned. Gambler. No matter how you look at Zheng's experience, there is nothing special about becoming a dealer from a gambler. Then become the foreman and so on. Everything seems to be logical.

and so on. That's not right. Yang Meng thought of a key. That is. Since Zheng Shaopeng can become a casino consultant. Then his gambling skills must be very high. Such a person. If you used to be a gambler. That must be the kind of awesome. Before entering the venue. How can there be no name?

Yang Ming remembered Zhang Guozong's words before Zheng Shaopeng entered the casino. It's not very famous. That's why we start with the lowest level of officials. So. If Zheng Shaopeng has not been engaged in gambling-related things before. I haven't heard of this person. But it's a little abnormal for Zheng Shaopeng to be a gambler who hasn't heard of him.

"Where did your gambling skills come from?" Yang Ming thought of the key to the matter and immediately asked.

"What. What kind of gambling?" Zheng Shaopeng was shocked. Unexpectedly, Yang Ming would ask his key point at once and be immediately terrified. It's a little unfavorable to speak.

"What kind of gambling do you mean? You are the consulting director of the casino. The gambling skills on your body are not bad, are they? Who are you gambling with? " Yang Ming waved his hand. Don't let Zheng Shaopeng go on. Instead, he interrupted him in a sharp voice.

"I used to be a gambler. So I know more about gambling. Zheng Shaopeng wanted to hide it.

"Don't tell me that it's useless

, this man hates others for pretending to be confused.

" Yang Ming sneered and said, "Don't force me. I have a bad temper. It will be you who will suffer at that time.

"I. I really didn't lie to you." Although Zheng & 39; Peng is very afraid of Yang Ming. But for the boss. He can say whatever he can say. He wants to betray his boss because of his life and death.

"You're sure. Are you telling the truth? Yang Ming forced another question.

"I. I'm telling the truth. How dare I lie to you?" Zheng Shaopeng's heart is arrogant. Then he said.

"Is it?" Yang Ming's face went down. Then he said, "Okay. If you don't tell me, I'll tell you for you. Your gambling skills. It was taught to you by someone with ulterior motives. Then you went to the casino. You want to have something to do with the casino, right?

"No. That's true." This time, it really wronged Zheng Shaopeng. Zheng Shaopeng has no plan for the casino at all. Treat the casino as a career. A way to settle down.

"Hmm." Yang Ming was a little impatient. This guy is not sensible. Then there is no need for Yang Ming to be polite to him. He stretched out his hand. I clicked on Zheng Shaopeng's body.

This is Yang Ming's repeated trying points. The unique secret of Fang Tian, the king of killers.

"Then you can have a good time by yourself. When you think about it clearly. Tell me again." Yang Ming finished. Let's not care about Zheng Shaopeng. He sat in the chair beside him.

Zheng Shaopeng already had the idea of dying. Anyway, why can't you talk about the boss? The boss is kind to himself. And my life over the years is equivalent to what the boss gave to me.

In the past eight years. The days in the gambling. There is nothing to say about life. He has enjoyed much more blessings than in the first half of his life. So. He also felt it.

When Yang Ming said these words. Zheng Shaopeng closed his eyes. He began to wait for Yang Ming to torture him. In the past, thousands of people were caught in gambling. Zheng Shaopeng is still vivid in his mind. Half-death after being tortured. He also carried it. With. Zheng Shaopeng. Gritting his teeth. It's all over. The worst is to die.

But. Zheng Shaopeng waited for Yang Ming to do to him. I just felt Yang Ming touch him gently. Nothing special?

But. Then it was different. Zheng Shaopeng suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by countless locusts in his body. An indescribable feeling. Is it itchy? Is it painful? In short, this feeling made Zheng Shaopeng a little crazy. It's the feeling that life is worse than death.

Zheng Shaopeng grabbed it with his hand. Gasp for breath. However, it has no effect at all. The body is still very strong. It hurts him so much.

"Ah--" Zheng Shaopeng really can't stand it. There was a scream. It began to roll up.

"You. What are you doing to me?" Zheng Shaopeng's voice has changed its tone. Because of the pain on his body, he didn't speak normally at all.

Yang Ming just sneered. No answer. I didn't even look at Zheng Shaopeng.

Zheng Shaopeng was still howling at the beginning. Later, I didn't even have the strength to howle. It just keeps rolling on. His face was full of sweat.

Yang Ming is almost done. I just stood up. He kicked Zheng Shaopeng with his foot. He untied the acupuncture point and said, "Now?"

"I. Me." Zheng Shaopeng felt as if he had died once. It's even more painful than death. This is the first time he has seen this tormenting way. The fear of Yang Ming became even greater.

"Say it or not? Why don't you have a little more time?" Yang Ming said impatiently.

"No. No..." Zheng Shaopeng was immediately scared when he heard it. I almost fainted: "I. I said it still doesn't work."

In the face of morality and pain. Zheng Shaopeng chose to be | righteous. Reduce the pain. Because. He really doesn't want to experience the feeling just now again. That's not what people can feel at all. He has never wanted to think about it all his life. I even think of that feeling. There is a lingering fear in my heart.

"Say it." Yang Ming sat back in the chair. He said with some regret, "I wanted to make you feel better. It seems that it is not necessary for the time being. But it doesn't matter. If you are not honest later. You can continue to try."

Is it better? Zheng Shaopeng almost peed his pants. Wasn't that good enough just now? Is there anything better? I was dying just now. What's more enjoyable? Zheng Shaopeng couldn't imagine. I'm afraid that Yang Ming will change his mind. Give him a more update. He quickly said, "I said. My gambling skills were taught to me by a good man.

"What kind of person? Who is it? What's your name?" Yang Mingxin said. Sure enough, someone taught him how to gamble.

"Who is the high man? What's the name? He didn't say anything. Just let me call him boss." Zheng Shaopeng said, "Others. He didn't tell me."