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Chapter 199 Jiang Jintong Chapter 41

Scarface was determined to fight to the end, and would never admit what he had done unless they had substantial evidence.

The leader was almost laughing out of anger. He nodded, licked his lips, and pointed at Scarface: "Okay, you're quite good at talking. Don't you want evidence? Then I'll give you evidence now!"

He quickly walked to the other tied-up man, grabbed him by the collar, and revealed a few faint drops of blood on the collar of his blue shirt to everyone.

Most of the man's blue shirt was wet, like sweat, or like the diffusion of something.

"Someone just saw this guy washing clothes stealthily in the bathroom. I was wondering, it's not that hot today, right? He can just sweat, but there's no need to wash clothes at this critical time, right?"

"Guess what? I'm taller than him. When I walked over, I saw the blood on his collar. I immediately became suspicious and pulled him over to check on him. I also asked a few people to keep a close eye on him."

The leader became more and more proud as he spoke: "In the end, the kid was exposed very quickly and wanted to sneak away with the scarred guy. So we tied them up and asked for their work numbers."

Scarface took a deep look at his accomplice and continued to argue: "He is my brother. The bloodstains were left when he was injured before. It's just a little bloodstain. How can you convict us like this?"

"Then why did you run away halfway?!"

"We're afraid, aren't we?"

The leader couldn't stand his deadpan look anymore, so he went up to him and gave him a big fight, causing the corner of his mouth to be broken and bleeding.

"How freaking scary! What is there for two grown men to be afraid of? Do you want to go and test it right now to see if the blood on your good brother's collar belongs to the young lady!?"

"You're quite talkative. When we tied you up, didn't we ask you two when you came in to work as security? Then why are your statements different? Huh? Now you're talking nonsense here, you're crazy."

Scarface glared at the leader fiercely, sneered, and finally stopped quibbling.

He is now almost being tricked to death by his accomplices. All his ways to make excuses have been blocked. There is absolutely no way for him to survive.

He knew that something would happen sooner or later for a guy who did things without any brains!

In addition, this leader has such clear ideas and is eloquent that it is impossible to fool him at all.

I'm afraid both of them are completely finished today.

Madam Jiang and Jiang Jintong also understood the whole story. The young man bit his lower lip tightly, his light brown eyes drooped slightly, his fingertips sunk deep into his palms, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Take off his clothes and do the test."

"Let the butler find out the details of these two people. You can go down first."

"Okay, ma'am."

Jiang Jintong didn't say anything until Mrs. Jiang finished speaking. Then he gradually loosened his hand and walked slowly to the two people: "Why kill her?"

"Did she offend either of you?"

"..."

Both of them turned their heads away, and no one was willing to answer the young master.

At this moment, for the murderer, only silence is the best answer.

"Did not say?"

The young man covered half of his face with one hand, and took the knife next to him with the other hand. A hint of madness emerged on his handsome face, like a demon from hell, hot and crazy.

He tilted his head, laughed a few times, and stabbed the other man's arm with a knife.

The man with the scar had seen some scenes after all. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain and remained silent.

The young man laughed even louder. He curved his eyes, and a hint of disgust and extremism appeared in his light brown eyes.

The knife turned in his hand, and a lot of blood suddenly gushed out of the scarred man's arm. Everyone present was stunned.

Mrs. Jiang had seen things more cruel than this, but she absolutely did not want such an expression to appear on her son.

What is the difference between Jiang Jintong and a madman at this moment?

"Xiaoyi, okay, mommy will take care of everything. Can you please let go of the knife and stand up?"

"The knife is sharp, and Mom is afraid you'll get hurt."

"No."

He tilted his head slightly, curved his beautiful eyes, and began to smile slowly.

Perhaps because he laughed too excitedly, his light brown eyes finally began to slowly fill with tears, and his eye sockets became terribly red.

"You lied to me, all of you lied to me."

He lowered his head, tears falling one by one like blooming water: "You all lied to me... You all lied to me!"

Jiang Jintong only talked about being deceived, but did not say what he was deceived about.

"No, Xiaoyi, Mommy didn't lie to you. Xie Luo really... might really be dead."

"Mom can send someone to look for her, but if you really can't find her, don't be too sad. There will always be someone like her in the future."

Mrs. Jiang stood by and was anxious, but she didn't dare to step forward.

She knew Jiang Jintong's mental state much better than anyone else. In his current state, he might do something even crazier.

She is a mother, but she is herself.

Only on the premise of loving herself will she love Jiang Jintong.

The young man didn't say anything else. He quickly pulled the knife out of the other man's arm and then inserted it into his other arm.

He cut in and out again, as if he was carving some sacred work of art.

The scarred man clenched his teeth tightly, sweating profusely from the pain, but dared not make a sound.

Finally, Jiang Jintong threw the knife to the ground with a clang. He stood up, glanced at the other person indifferently, stepped on his hand, and crushed it repeatedly.

The fingers are connected to the heart, and it hurts the most.

The scarred man couldn't help but howl loudly: "Ahhhh! You son of a bitch...! Ah!"

The leader took off his shoes at the right time and stuffed them into the scarred man's mouth: "Bah, a man like you is not worthy of talking about our young master!"

"Eat the shoes!"

The scarred man was so exhausted from the stench that his tears and snot started flowing out. He was completely devastated, but he was tied up and the only way to relieve his stress was to curl up.

His accomplice was startled and kept swallowing his saliva. He could even vaguely smell a sour odor of shoes.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to eat shoes too?"

The accomplice quickly shook his head, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but the screams of the scarred man continued to ring in his ears.

But no matter how scared he was, he never thought of betraying their boss.

After all, Song Qian's methods are even more brutal, and by then even death would probably be a luxury for them.