As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Lu Zhanyong held the knife and slowly stood up, panting, "Mr. Fang, An Yunxi is the murderer, she is the murderer, she..."

When An Yunxi heard what Lu Zhanyong was about to say, he cried out miserably, "Mr. Fang, I was defiled by him, you have to help me get revenge."

Fang Shao's mind, which had been a little clearer, seemed to have received an order. He roared and rushed towards Lu Zhanyong's fruit knife.

Lu Zhanyong was dumbfounded. He had never seen Young Master Fang so reckless before. He was now in a dilemma as to whether to stab or not.

If he stabbed Fang Shao, the Fang family would tear him into pieces; if he didn't stab him, seeing Fang Shao like this, he wouldn't be much better off.

While he was hesitating, Fang Shao punched him in the face. A huge force came, making his head buzz.

After a successful strike, Fang Shao grabbed his right hand holding the knife and pulled it hard. The fruit knife was snatched away by Fang Shao, who held it in his hand hesitantly.

At this moment, a soft voice came from behind, "Avenge me, Mr. Fang."

Fang Shao's hand, which was originally suspended in mid-air, suddenly thrust forward.

Pfft!

The sharp knife went all the way to the handle and pierced into Lu Zhanyong's abdomen, and blood splattered onto Fang Shao's body.

"this..."

"Mr. Fang, you!"

Both of them were stunned there. After one cut of the knife, Fang Shao suddenly came to his senses and looked at the fruit knife still stuck in Lu Zhanyong's abdomen.

Just as he was about to speak, Lu Zhanyong hit him on the neck and he fainted.

"Cough, cough."

The violent movement affected the wound on Lu Zhanyong's abdomen, and blood spurted out of the wound again and spilled onto the ground.

Lu Zhanyong pressed the wound tightly with his left hand, trying to stop the bleeding, but the blood kept flowing out.

The fear of death instantly enveloped his whole body, and he felt as if all his strength had flowed away with the blood.

thump!

Lu Zhanyong, who was standing, fell to the ground, his face pale. He looked at An Yunxi with pleading eyes and said softly:

"Help me, help me, I...I'm going to die."

An Yunxi was also frightened by the fight just now. She really didn't expect Fang Shao to dare to stab him. And he knocked Lu Zhanyong down with one knife.

Seeing the man who had just threatened him now lying on the ground like a dead dog, begging him, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

She put away her previous pitiful look and put on her true self.

"Hahaha, Uncle Lu, hello, how do you feel now?" An Yunxi laughed crazily.

Lu Zhanyong was lying on the ground, breathing out more than he was breathing in, and his chest rose and fell like a bellows.

"I...I was wrong, Miss An, please call an ambulance for me and our grudge will be written off."

"I...I promise."

After insisting on saying these few words, Lu Zhanyong seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, unable to speak.

"Wow, the conditions are really good. You are willing to let me go." An Yunxi said jokingly.

He slowly walked to Lu Zhanyong's side, looked down at the man in front of him who was only half dead, laughed, and said softly:

"Don't arrest me. I am the one who killed your son. You guessed it right. It was me who controlled Afeng to kill Shaohui. It was because he didn't listen to me."

"Also, Huang Wen and Liu Dong both died because of me, and Huang Wen still wants to leave me, huh!" An Yunxi showed a cruel expression on his face.

"Is he worthy?"

"Liu Dong... You killed Liu Dong, right?" asked Lu Zhanyong on the ground.

"Yes, this idiot thought I would like him. He doesn't even look at his silly look. But you know what, he is much more obedient than Shaohui. He will do whatever I ask him to do."

"Even when I killed him, he had no complaints."

"Oh, this fool. I kind of regret killing him now. I should have kept him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to look for that waste Afeng again later." An Yunxi muttered to himself.

"Why are you talking so much? Why aren't you dead yet?" An Yunxi suddenly became furious for no apparent reason.

"I... I'm about to die. I have one last question: Why did Afeng go crazy?"

"Why? That idiot was stimulated like a bull after seeing the bed photos of me and others. And those stupid policemen, I brought two mobile phones with me, and I gave the other one to them during the inspection, but they didn't know anything about it, idiots." An Yunxi said with contempt.

"Haha, no wonder, no wonder." Lu Zhanyong laughed at himself.

puff!

Lu Zhanyong spat out a mouthful of blood.

The strong smell of blood made An Yunxi frown slightly.

After spitting out the blood, Lu Zhanyong seemed to be in better spirits and his face turned visibly red.

Lu Zhanyong secretly rejoiced that the wound should have been suppressed to some extent and the internal bleeding might have been stopped.

But there was a witch, An Yunxi, beside him, which made him nervous again.

"Miss An, let's end our grudge here. I don't want to pursue it any further." Lu Zhanyong pretended to say.

He now hopes that An Yunxi will leave as soon as possible so that he can call the police and an ambulance.

But how could An Yunxi not understand his little trick? She sneered twice, squatted down, slapped Lu Zhanyong's face twice with her palm, and said jokingly: "Uncle Lu, you are so badly injured, how can I leave?"

"What if after I leave, you call the police, and then come back to life and give my evidence to the police? Then I'm doomed. Do you think I'll be so stupid as to let you go?"

Lu Zhanyong's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he said with fear on his face: "An Yunxi, think carefully about what you want to do."

An Yunxi shook his head and said, "What are you thinking about, Lu Zhanyong? In fact, we are the same kind of people. If I kill your son, you will not let me go."

"And as for me, do you think I would let go of someone who has a chance to kill me?"

An Yunxi showed a hint of ruthlessness, with murderous intent on his face.

Lu Zhanyong looked at An Yunxi's expression and thought it was not good. He quickly persuaded her, "Miss An, you are still young. If you kill me, you will be in jail for life. I promise, I can swear that I will never reveal the fact that you killed Huang Wen and Liu Dong. We are even about my son's matter. I don't care anymore."

"You believe me."

An Yunxi smiled slightly and said coldly: "You won't trust others, and neither will I. Besides, who said I killed you."

"What do you mean?"

"It was obviously Master Fang who stabbed you in the stomach and caused your death. How could it be me?"

"Hehehe, you said so, right?" An Yunxi showed a devilish smile on his face.

Then he tore off another piece of the clothes that had just been torn and slowly wrapped it around his right hand.

"If I hold the knife like this and stab it in, will there still be fingerprints?"

"I really am a genius, hahahaha." An Yunxi shouted proudly.