I have a wizarding world

The night was as cool as water.

In the magic city, almost October, the late night finally brought a hint of coolness.

Beside the abandoned factory of Zhongxing Factory.

Two cars plus a few standing figures looked very eerie in this empty and silent wilderness.

The strong light from the searchlights on the van stretched the figures far away.

Seven meters.

Fang Cheng estimated the distance between himself and Liu Zheng.

With his skill, crossing this distance and taking Liu Zheng's dagger would take 0.5 seconds at the fastest.

0.5 seconds, although only a blink of an eye, a normal person can still react when their nerves are tense.

I have to find a way to get closer.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng silently took two steps forward.

"Stop, did you hear me? I told you to stop!"

Seeing Fang Cheng stepping forward, Liu Zheng's arm suddenly bulged with veins, and he roared with a flushed face. In his excitement, he cut a shallow cut on Zhang Yun's neck, and red blood flowed down Zhang Yun's fair neck.

Zhang Yun let out a whimpering cry, but her mouth was sealed, and she didn't know what she was saying.

Fang Cheng stopped immediately upon hearing this.

Five meters.

Fang Cheng silently estimated the distance between the two sides again.

"Don't be nervous." Fang Cheng raised his hands, indicating that he was not a threat. "Can we talk about it?"

"I admit defeat today, let me go." Although Liu Zheng was begging for mercy, there was no relaxation in his eyes, his arm was still tense, and the dagger could be slashed down at any time.

"Can I ask who is trying to make trouble for me?" Fang Cheng neither agreed nor refused Liu Cheng, but asked about the mastermind behind the scenes. In fact, Fang Cheng had already guessed who it was, but he was just trying to distract Liu Cheng.

"Li Minghui, Li Minghui asked me to do it. He said he would give me 500,000 after it was done." Hearing Fang Cheng ask about the mastermind behind the scenes, Liu Cheng's heart relaxed slightly.

"Okay, I promise you, you let her go first." Fang Cheng pointed to Zhang Yun.

"Do you think I'm a fool!" Hearing this, Liu Zheng became excited again, and tightened the dagger against Zhang Yun's neck, "If I let her go, will you let me go?"

"Then what do you want?" Fang Cheng said slowly.

"Let two of you get in the car, just me and her." Liu Zheng looked nervous, his hands trembling, "As long as I'm safe, I'll let her go immediately."

Liu Zheng was really scared, and he was determined that as long as he was safe, he would immediately release this woman and stay far away from this killing god.

"No, how can I believe you?" Fang Cheng stimulated him again.

"Then what do you want? Huh?" Liu Zheng's whole body trembled violently, his face flushed, "What the hell do you want?"

"Don't be nervous," Fang Cheng raised his hand again and said softly, "I promise you."

Hearing this, Liu Zheng's heart relaxed, and his arm relaxed.

Opportunity!

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up, his right foot slammed on the ground, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a bow.

Liu Zheng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then his right arm "clicked" and was torn off by Fang Cheng's brute force.

Fang Cheng twisted Liu Zheng's arm with his right hand, and clamped Liu Zheng's neck with his left hand like iron tongs, and directly pressed him to the ground.

"Clang!"

It wasn't until Liu Zheng was pressed to the ground that the sound of the dagger falling on the concrete floor came.

"Ah!"

A hysterical scream pierced the night sky.

Fang Cheng helped up Zhang Yun, who was limp on the ground, and looked at her dirty little face covered with tears.

"Are you okay?" Fang Cheng tore off the tape from Zhang Yun's mouth and said softly, "I'm sorry, I've implicated you."

"I should be the one saying sorry."

Zhang Yun shook her head, and tears as big as beans flowed down.

"Wait a moment." Fang Cheng waited for Zhang Yun's emotions to stabilize a little, and looked at Liu Zheng who was rolling on the ground.

Liu Zheng's right arm was forcibly folded into ninety degrees by Fang Cheng. Liu Zheng usually considered himself a tolerant person, but the pain of this broken arm still tortured him to scream constantly.

Fang Cheng looked at the mess on the ground, pondered for a moment, and walked to the trunk of the van.

Fang Cheng lifted it gently.

The trunk was locked.

Then, Fang Cheng's right arm muscles tightened and he lifted it upwards violently.

"Click!"

The lock of the trunk was directly broken by Fang Cheng's brute force.

Liu Zheng lay on the ground with cold sweat on his face. Seeing Fang Cheng breaking the lock of the trunk, he shivered in fright. What kind of monster is this?

Liu Zheng's heart was full of regret.

Fang Cheng violently opened the trunk and saw various tools in the trunk, including tape, black headgear, iron rods and nylon ropes for tying people.

These bastards are well prepared, Fang Cheng snorted.

Fang Cheng prepared to tie them up one by one first, and then make plans after sending Zhang Yun back.

Fang Cheng took the rope and walked to the black-clothed man lying motionless on the ground, preparing to tie him up.

"Why bother tying him up," Liu Zheng endured the severe pain, "He's already dead."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng was shocked and quickly approached to feel his breath and the artery on his neck.

Dead.

Fang Cheng felt their breath one by one, and they were all dead. Fang Cheng was shocked, and his heart was inexplicably flustered.

Liu Zheng, who seemed to know his fate, broke the jar and laughed: "Seven lives, Grandpa is waiting for you down there."

As he said that, he laughed out loud.

Fang Cheng walked over and squatted in front of him.

Seeing Fang Cheng squatting in front of him, Liu Zheng was like a duck pinched by the neck, so scared that he didn't dare to move. Although he knew his fate, he still couldn't stop trembling in his heart when Fang Cheng, the killing god, stood in front of him.

"Want to live?" Fang Cheng was expressionless, unable to see his joy or anger.

"Are you really willing to let me go?" Liu Zheng was a little unsure of Fang Cheng's meaning for a while.

"Want to live?" Fang Cheng repeated.

"Yes." Liu Zheng looked ferocious, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, "What do you want me to do?"

He wasn't stupid, he knew that Fang Cheng must have something to ask for.

"Find a way to get Li Minghui out." Fang Cheng said coldly.

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Liu Cheng understood Fang Cheng's meaning in an instant. This is a madman, Liu Zheng labeled Fang Cheng in his heart.

A normal person who kills six people will definitely think about how to deal with the aftermath and how to run away. Fang Cheng even wants to kill the mastermind behind the scenes. How did he provoke such a madman?

If he had known that the target was like this, let alone 500,000, even if it was doubled a hundred times, he would not be willing to take over.

"Okay," Liu Zheng nodded in agreement, "Now?"

Fang Cheng glanced at Zhang Yun not far away and said softly, "Wait a while."

Zhang Yun was frightened and at a loss after hearing Liu Zheng's shout. People were dead, and six of them died.

What to do?

This kind of case, happening in the magic city, is simply a shocking national case.

No matter what Fang Cheng's purpose is, he will probably not escape the law in the end.

What about myself? Should I really watch Fang Cheng go to jail? No, no. But what can I do?

Zhang Yun's mind was in chaos.

Fang Cheng walked over, gently held Zhang Yun's head, and said, "Remember, you haven't been anywhere tonight. After you separate from me, you go straight home and go to sleep. You don't know anything."

"What if the police"

"Shh!" Fang Cheng put his index finger on his mouth, "Leave the rest to me."

Looking at Fang Cheng's firm and gentle eyes, for some reason, Zhang Yun suddenly felt at peace.

Fang Cheng tied Liu Zheng up and threw him into the trunk of the broken Volkswagen. He drove the car and sent Zhang Yun back to the community.

Watching Zhang Yun's figure slowly disappear from his sight, Fang Cheng stepped on the accelerator and drove the car back to the Zhongxing Factory.

"Pa!"

Fang Cheng opened the trunk.

"Come out." Fang Cheng took out a cigarette and lit it.

In the trunk, Liu Zheng endured the pain and slowly moved out. Throughout the whole process, there was no change on Fang Cheng's face.

"Make a call." Fang Cheng took out Liu Zheng's phone and handed it to him.

Liu Zheng stretched out his hand, ready to take his phone, his eyes full of bitterness.

"Remember, if you can get Li Minghui out, I'll let you go. If you can't get him out..." Fang Cheng paused while handing Liu Zheng the phone, and took a puff of cigarette.

"Don't worry, even for my own life, I will definitely get him out." Liu Zheng hurriedly guaranteed.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded almost imperceptibly and threw the phone to him.

One of Liu Zheng's arms was hanging down and unable to exert force, and he fumbled to catch the phone with one hand.

"Beep!" "Beep!" "Beep!"

The phone rang three times and no one answered. Liu Zheng's heart was slightly raised.

At this moment.

On the other side of the phone.

Li Minghui was hiding from his pregnant wife at the home of his mistress.

"Who is it so late?"

A young woman wearing revealing lingerie rubbed her eyes and muttered.

Li Minghui rubbed his somewhat headachey fat face and impatiently picked up the phone.

Li Minghui took the phone and took a closer look, and his heart suddenly trembled, and all sleepiness disappeared.

"Hello."

Li Minghui answered the phone in a low voice.

"Mr. Li, the things you asked the brothers to do are done," Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart on the other side of the phone, finally getting through, "I don't know when your final payment will arrive?"

"The photos, send them over and let me see." Li Minghui obviously wouldn't believe Liu Zheng's one-sided words.

"Mr. Li, don't worry," Liu Zheng is a veteran in this business and knows how to whet a person's appetite.

"When we caught this kid, we also caught a woman named Zhang Yun." Liu Zheng smiled, "Does Mr. Li know her?"

"Zhang Yun!" Li Minghui's tone suddenly increased by three points.

"Honey, what's wrong?" The young mistress next to him pouted in dissatisfaction.

"You go to sleep first!" Li Minghui covered the phone and reprimanded, then lifted the air-conditioning quilt and got out of bed.

"What's wrong, Mr. Li, do you know this woman?" Liu Zheng made a fearless voice on the other side.

"Old Liu, this is my woman, how much do you want?" Li Minghui has a habit, he will never give up easily on the women he likes.

"Mr. Li, if you want this woman, bring one million to the Zhongxing Factory. By the way, that kid is also there, you can just take a look at his miserable appearance, saving you from sending photos." Liu Zheng told lies without leaking.

"Okay." Li Minghui agreed, without any suspicion that Liu Zheng had been turned against by Fang Cheng. Thinking about it, how could an ordinary person deal with an experienced criminal gang.