Hunting God Era

Chapter 79: What's there to investigate? They didn't even evade taxes.
Song Zhengyu stared blankly at his older brother, whose head and chest were smashed to pieces, then turned to his sister-in-law upstairs, whose beautiful legs were sticking out from the edge of the corridor and dripping blood.

My mind couldn't quite process it at first.

died?

Is this dead?

"I originally wanted to have a proper talk. As a hoodlum, to have risen to the point of being under the special attention of the pest control bureau, you must have something special about you."

Li Ye clicked his tongue: "But your hospitality is wrong. First, a fat guy came and wanted to beat me up, and then someone threatened to kill my whole family. Just in case, I had no choice but to kill his whole family."

Following Li Ye's voice, Song Zhengyu subconsciously looked at him.

That black uniform now seemed completely different to him. The former disinfection bureau uniform was just a black suit to him, with about the same intimidating effect as a live-action cosplay.

Just like the guy with the sword behind him.

But now, the peaked cap covered the upper half of his face, and the black uniform only gave off a sense of solemnity and fear, especially the armored gloves on the back of his hands, which were still stained with blood, adding to his menacing aura.

Li Ye suddenly looked at him and asked, "By the way, where is this fat guy's whole family?"

Song Zhengyu was startled and subconsciously said, "I don't know."

"Ok?"

"No, I know, no, I won't, I..."

Song Zhengyu's incoherent speech made Li Ye frown, and the hand holding the gun subtly rose.

Seemingly sensing the danger, Song Zhengyu's somewhat dazed mind suddenly snapped back to reality, and at that moment, he made a decision that went against the wishes of his eldest and second eldest brothers.

He quickly stood up, saluted Li Ye, and, suppressing the terror of facing death, said:

"What I mean is, sir, don't worry, I'll handle it!"

Li Ye smiled upon hearing this and exhaled a puff of smoke. "As the leader of the Flying Peng Gang..."

"Third brother, it's the third brother."

Song Zhengyu bowed and scraped as he spoke, but the moment he met Li Ye's somewhat displeased gaze, he immediately straightened up, "But the superior said I'm the eldest brother, so even if I'm not, I am!"

"Two things."

Li Ye said, "First, I don't care what methods you use, you must manage the sewers in the East District. There cannot be a single trace of demons within the territory of your Flying Peng Gang."

If an ordinary person were to say this, regardless of the organization, Song Zhengyu's usual answer would be that there is no Feipeng Gang, only Feipeng Company, and no underworld forces like those in the gutter; he is a legitimate businessman.

But when Li Ye spoke, he didn't even have the courage to argue, and could only nod repeatedly.

"Secondly, how do you communicate with the Ren family? Are you aware of the 'Painted Skin' incident that occurred in Ningjiang City?"

"Painting, painting the skin."

Song Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head vigorously, "Sir, we know the rules. The Ren family only has business dealings with us. We absolutely have no involvement in raising demons."

Li Ye nodded and then walked over to him.

"Sir! It's true, I'm telling the truth! There's absolutely nothing I'm hiding. We know nothing about the Ren family, only those rumors!"

Song Zhengyu was so terrified that his hair stood on end. He wanted to run away, but his legs wouldn't obey him at all; they were just trembling.

Don’t be afraid!

He bit off the spear tip with his teeth, smashed the head of his second brother, who was skilled in martial arts, into his chest cavity, grabbed his eldest brother who had broken through the Divine Speed ​​Pass, and severely injured him with a few blows, then finished him off with a spear.

He didn't come to negotiate; he came to kill!

They still kill without a second thought!
Faced with such a person, Song Zhengyu couldn't even muster the thought of resistance; the difference in their abilities was too great. He watched helplessly as Li Ye approached, his hand reaching out to touch his head in despair. He feared he would end up like his second brother, his head shrunk into his chest.

Snapped.

Li Ye patted him on the shoulder, a smile playing on his lips. "Having reverence is a good thing. Only with reverence can you avoid making mistakes and live a long life. Some people just lack reverence, so it's not surprising that they die, right?"

Song Zhengyu's smile was full of flattery, "Yes, you're right!"

"Do it well."

Li Ye withdrew his hand and walked outside.

Once outside, Huang Qingyi asked疑惑地, "Shouldn't we keep asking? He seems to know something."

"We know more about what he knows, so what's the point of asking?"

Li Ye shook his head and sneered, "Don't fall into the trap of focusing on investigative clues; that's not our expertise."

What's there to investigate? The Ren family hasn't evaded taxes; there's no way to find a breakthrough on the surface.

It would be more thorough to expose the Ren family's true colors.

The sound of a motorcycle starting up came from outside the door. As the sound gradually faded away, Song Zhengyu felt a sense of relief and collapsed to the ground.

He stared blankly at his elder brother's corpse for a while, then touched his own thigh and found that he couldn't stop trembling.

"I am the eldest brother, I am the eldest brother, I am the eldest brother personally recognized by the disinfection bureau, I will not die, my whole family will not die!"

As the third brother of the Flying Peng Gang, Song Zhengyu had been adventuring with his sworn brothers since he was young. Now, having reached the half-mastered Nine Dragons Gate, it's hard to say he's afraid of death.

But the fear of being caught between life and death still lingered in his mind.

There is great terror between life and death.

He hypnotized himself for a while before staggering to his feet, panting heavily to calm himself down.

Song Zhengyu wiped the sweat from his brow. "When did the pest control bureau become so ruthless?"

The pest control bureau's staff are insignificant; they might be able to deal with ordinary people, but they're not qualified to deal with the real threat.

Only Pan Zhengyang, who took office in recent years, is capable, but he's just one person, and they follow the rules, so the disinfection bureau can't do anything about them.

He knew about the Ren family's affairs, of course. Even the director of the disinfection bureau had been forced to come to their door in person. Pan Zhengyang seemed powerful, but he was not a threat.

But now, looking down, something even more ruthless has suddenly appeared!
Most importantly, the other person isn't just young-looking, they're genuinely young!
This is Xiang Feipeng's classmate!

Under 18 years old!
At such a young age, he joined the extermination bureau, killing people like they were demons, and no one was afraid of him.

He truly dared not confront such a person.

Fleeing abroad?

I can't bear to give up our legacy, especially now that my eldest and second eldest brothers are gone.
"There's nothing I can do, so don't blame me."

Song Zhengyu glanced at his second brother, whose head had entered his chest cavity, took out his phone, and made a call.

"Hey, this is Song Zhengyu. Bring my second brother's family to the eldest brother's place. Yes, all of them. Don't say so much, just bring them over."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhengyu went upstairs. In the corridor, he grabbed a short knife from the weapon rack, his eyes filled with malice, and entered Xiang Feipeng's room.

“Good nephew, your third uncle didn’t want you to have this personality either. Staying here would only lead to trouble. I’m outnumbered and can’t protect you. I’m sending you down to reunite with your elder brother and sister-in-law. They can protect you down there. Don’t blame me!”

(End of this chapter)