Chapter 1091: The End of the Stalemate

Some of Fang Tian's acupoint techniques were unique. On the normal acupoint map, there were no such special acupoints. The technique of acupoints was also very important. It was not simply just a touch.

Otherwise, if anyone accidentally struck the acupuncture point, it could not be healed.

Yang Ming promised the boss that he would not kill the black-shirted man, but he did not say that he would not ask anything from him. Yang Ming directly touched the acupuncture points on his body. Yang Ming utilized this method successfully many times.

Suddenly, the black-shirted man's face turned green. As he twisted his body, sweat the size of beads dripped from his forehead. In the beginning, he could still bear it, but it felt more and more difficult to suppress himself. It was like ten thousand ants drilling into his body! It was neither pain nor itch, an indescribable feeling that drove people crazy!

" Ah -" The black-shirted man couldn't help but yell, this feeling was more uncomfortable than killing him! Although he did not know what Yang Ming had done to him, Yang Ming had mentioned about striking acupoints before. Obviously, Yang Ming had struck some of his acupoints before he experienced such strange feelings.

"Isn't it pleasurable?" Yang Ming said with a blank expression, "You will enjoy such pleasure until tomorrow comes. I wonder if you can bear it, wishing you were dead rather than alive..."

"Stop! Stop it quickly!" The black-shirted man saw that Yang Ming didn't intend to release his acupoint. He was a little shocked as he shouted, "What did you do to me...? Hu, just give me a quick death. I can't stand it anymore."

"Are you asking me to murder? That is illegal. I don't like that..." Yang Ming said innocently as he shrugged.

The black-shirted man listened to Yang Ming's words, and he really wanted to curse motherf*cker. He thought, You just said that you had killed the driver. Now, you do not want to kill and even said murdering is illegal. Who the f*ck are you? That is too f*cked up.

However, the life of the black-shirted man now... or, in fact, whether he would continue to suffer, was in the hands of Yang Ming. Hence, the black-shirted man did not dare to offend Yang Ming. Right now, it was apparent that Yang Ming wanted to teach him a lesson and torture him until he would submit.

"Let me commit suicide..." The black-shirted man didn't have anything to use for self-harm, but even he had it, he might not be able to do it to himself.

Although the black-shirted man had outstanding agility, in the end, he was a talent with the technical stuff. He could be regarded as a master of theft, but he was not ruthless deep down in his heart. He had never murdered and got into a fight, let alone commit suicide.

Yang Ming smiled and looked at the black-shirted man without saying a word.

"I can't bear it... It's so uncomfortable... Oh!" At first, the black-shirted man could hold back, but the feeling of having millions of needles piercing his heart was continuous. The black-shirted man finally couldn't help it, and his voice was blurred and trembling.

Yang Ming didn't expect the black-shirted man's physical quality to be so weak. Logically, this kind of pain was used against those who were physically strong. It was no problem to torture them for a few days, but if the body was weaker or the victim was psychologically weak, it might result in sudden death.

Yang Ming reached out to release the acupoint of the black-shirted man. The black-shirted man gasped for air immediately as though he was relieved. Yang Ming did not bother with him. Yang Ming knew that he couldn't speak now, so Yang Ming was waiting for him to catch his breath. Then, Yang Ming would resume asking questions.

Finally, when the black-shirted man's breathing became even, Yang Ming opened his mouth again. The endurance of this black-shirted man was really low. He couldn't stand too much torture. Although Yang Ming could use other methods to make him recover faster, since he had already released the acupoints and eliminated the possibility of letting him die, Yang Ming didn't mind letting him suffer for a while.

"Now, we can talk. Of course, if you don't want to talk, we will continue the game until you talk," said Yang Ming faintly.

Devil ! The black-shirted man had only one vocabulary in the heart to describe this person! This guy's method of interrogating others was really unique. Tormenting people without causing any damage to the human body.

"I don't know anything. Even if I know, I can't say anything." The black-shirted man said with heavy breathing, "You don't have to waste your effort. Just kill me."

"Kill you? Are you a fool?" Yang Ming sneered aloud, "You just heard from the phone call just now. I need you in exchange for them to stop pursuing my responsibility for losing the jewelry. If you die, what do I use as a bargaining chip?"

"In that case, do what you like." The black-shirted man resumed the expression of a dead pig that didn't fear scalding water 1 .

Yang Ming was a little amused. This guy had forgotten the pain after the recovery! Yang Ming changed to another acupoint. Yang Ming did not dare to use the same trick for those who had lousy endurance. Otherwise, if the person were dead, then Yang Ming would have no chips.

Yang Ming used another acupoint technique this time, which rendered a strong numb feeling all over the black-shirted man's body. However, it was unlike the general itching. Yang Ming made his itching below the skin layer! Therefore, no matter how black-shirted man scratched it, scratching and tearing the skin would not help!

After Yang Ming put down his hand, the black-shirted man began to scratch his own body. In the beginning, he didn't feel anything, but after scratching it a few times, he felt that something was wrong! The reason was that no matter how much he scratched, he could not stop scratching. His body was still itchy. There was no effect after scratching it!

However, the black-shirted man still scratched his body vigorously. Worse still, there were many bloody prints, yet the itching still had not disappeared!

Until now, the black-shirted man only showed pain and terror. "I will talk... Stop... I will say anything... Oh ..."

The black-shirted man couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't want to die now. If Yang Ming really wanted to kill him, there would be tricks more agonizing than this until he was tortured to death.

"You could have said it earlier!" Yang Ming released his acupoints and said, "In fact, I am not so unreasonable. If I kill you, I will be a murderer which is not good!"

The black-shirted man thought, There is nothing more hypocritical than you in this world. However, he had no courage to argue. "What do you want to know?"

"Who do you rely on after you go to Macau?" asked Yang Ming.

"I don't know who I will rely on specifically, but I heard that there are some forces in Macau. They call him a consultant when I listen to the boss' man talk to him on the phone..." The black-shirted man said, "I have no idea about other things."

Consultant ? Yang Ming suddenly came up with an idea, Would it be Zheng Shaopeng? Isn't this guy the technical consultant of Huawei Casino? This way, it also confirms my previous thoughts. The boss behind Zheng Shaopeng is the boss behind the black-shirted man!

The two bosses are the same person! However, the problem has come again. The boss' target in Macau seems to be Wang Xiaoyan. In Wang Xiaoyan's home back in Song Jiang, the person who appears to be targeted is also Wang Xiaoyan. However, the jewelry exhibition has nothing to do with Wang Xiaoyan... So, who is this boss trying to deal with?

Perhaps, I have ruined the boss' plan with Wang Xiaoyan several times, irritating the boss. In turn, does he want to kill me to resolve his hatred deep down in his heart?

Moreover, the strange experience of that night.. . Yang Ming frowned... What does the boss really want? What is his purpose? How did Wang Xiaoyan offend him?

"The boss' man? Who is the boss' man?" Yang Ming continued to ask, "The boss has other men?"

"That is the driver... He is in charge of everything, including myself fleeing this time..." The black-shirted man said, "Including contacting the people in Macau..."

Driver ? Yang Ming suddenly found that this driver did not seem to be just a driver! Initially, Yang Ming thought that this driver was only a small character. Yang Ming did not think that the things he was responsible for were even more critical than the black-shirted man. He knew more inside information!

Reminiscent of what the black-shirted man said before, the driver was trustworthy, Yang Ming was suddenly shocked. He picked up the phone to call Lu Xinyang, letting them take care of the driver. The driver should never escape.

At first, Yang Ming thought that the driver was just an insignificant person. Even when Yang Ming made a move, he didn't bother with the driver's life and death. At that time, Yang Ming preserved his life after a split second thought. Later, Lu Xinyang grabbed him, and Yang Ming casually gave an order.

However, just after taking out the phone, Yang Ming's cell phone received a call although Yang Ming put it on vibrating mode. The caller's number was Lu Xinyang's.

Yang Ming's heart instinctively emerged with an ominous premonition. He looked at the black-shirted man by him. Yang Ming frowned, and his hand lifted slightly. Then, Yang Ming made him pass out. Yang Ming did not want him to hear certain things.

"Hello, Lu Xinyang. Is there something wrong?" Yang Ming answered the phone.

"Brother Yang, something is wrong!" Lu Xinyang's tone seemed a little anxious. "The driver... The driver is dead!"

"What? Who is dead? The driver from before?" Yang Ming just thought that the driver's identity was suspicious and wanted to investigate further, but he did not expect that the driver would die! "How come he is dead?"

"Suicide..." Lu Xinyang's tone was a bit guilty. "I'm sorry, Brother Yang... I didn't look after him well..."

"Now is not the time for an apology!" Yang Ming interrupted Lu Xinyang's words, "I just want to know. If you tied him with a rope, how did he commit suicide?"

"I did bind him and shut him in the back of the van. However, after he woke up, he saw the situation and slammed his head against the window and the pillar of the van. He hit it two times. Before I could stop him, he died with his brain cracked!" Lu Xinyang said with some regret.

"Motherf*cker!" Yang Ming yelled and sighed, "I don't blame you for this. You don't have to blame yourself!"

Yang Ming was not an unreasonable person. The driver had the intention to commit suicide all along. How could Lu Xinyang prevent the driver from committing suicide? He would commit suicide no matter how Lu Xinyang safeguarded against it unless he made the driver fall asleep. Yang Ming only discovered the importance of this person later on.

Looking at the black-shirted man by him, Yang Ming sighed. The main character was not him, but the driver. The black-shirted man obviously didn't know much about him. He was only used as a tool. Even if he said it, he didn't need to commit suicide, but the driver committed suicide directly. Obviously, there was a problem!

I made two mistakes in succession today. That is how powerful my opponent is.

For the first time, Yang Ming had a sense of crisis. In the past, Yang Ming could deal with any kind of opponent easily, but it was different this time around. This opponent was too cunning and insidious.

When the boss called, he did not mention the driver. It seemed that he did not care about this person, but only asked for the safety of the black-shirted man, so Yang Ming naturally ignored the importance of the driver.

Yang Ming shook his head helplessly. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of Zheng Shaopeng in Macau. Yang Ming did not do anything to Zheng Shaopeng, but let him stay in Huawei Casino as his spy.

"Hello, how are you?" Zheng Shaopeng picked up the phone, and his tone was very polite. Public figures like Zheng Shaopeng always had to maintain their external image because they didn't know who would call.

"This is Yang Ming." Yang Ming's directly told his identity.

"Yang... Mr. Yang!" Zheng Shaopeng was surprised, then quickly said, "Mr. Yang, hello! I was just looking for you, but the Miss is not here, so I couldn't contact you..."

Yang Ming did not leave his phone number for Zheng Shaopeng but told him that if there was a situation, he could find Yang Ming through Huang Lele. Now that something happened to Huang Lele, and she was put under house arrest, Zheng Shaopeng really couldn't contact him!

"This is my phone number. You can write it down and keep in touch at any time," said Yang Ming.

"Okay, Mr. Yang!" Zheng Shaopeng said, "This is the case. The assistant of the boss, Chen Sisheng, called and said that there is a person... Of course, the person is under the boss and wants to come and hide from plain sight for a while. He called me to welcome the person."

Certainly ! Yang Ming was sure this time. The boss that Zheng Shaopeng spoke of was the boss of the black-shirted man. This series of things were done by this individual!

Although Yang Ming had not fully understood the ultimate goal of the boss, the previous series of reasonable and unreasonable things could be integrated...

"Who is Chen Sisheng? Is he a driver?" asked Yang Ming.

"Driver? Yes, he is also the boss' driver..." Zheng Shaopeng said with a sigh, "However, he is more like a spokesperson for the boss. He often contacts us in the name of the boss. He can be said to be one of the boss' most trusted people..."

"So, then, does he know a lot about the boss?" asked Yang Ming.

"I'm not sure if he knows, but I think this should be the case!" said Zheng Shaopeng.

"Well, we can contact each other at any time." Yang Ming nodded and hung up the phone. Then, he regretted it. Obviously, the suicided driver was Chen Yusheng, one of the boss' most trusted people! He knew a lot of things, and he was very loyal, or else, he wouldn't have chosen the path to suicide.

The use of this black-shirted man was not that big. The number of things he knew was too little. Yang Ming did not need to interrogate him anymore, but just use him as a bargaining chip.

Yang Ming started the car and headed toward the exhibition hall. Li Qiang had already woken up by this time. He was very embarrassed about falling for the other's Mandala essence [2]. However, Yang Ming did not reprimand him but only commanded him to clean the scene as soon as possible and return it to the original state.

Li Qiang was surprised that Yang Ming didn't call the police after they had such a big event, but asked them to clean the scene. However, Yang Ming didn't say much. He didn't ask much as well. He would do what Yang Ming asked him to do.

Since the agreement had been reached with the boss, Yang Ming had no need to find the jewelry again. Two people knew each other well. The boss was the thief who acted like a cop and stole his own things.

Moreover, his words, "Nothing is lost, but it was withdrawn in advance," meant that he would not pursue the stolen goods again. It was him withdrawing it earlier. It had nothing to do with Yang Ming.

Although it seemed that the two people had not benefited, basically, it was a tie. Moreover, the boss' loss was still more severe. At least, he lost a trusted one. However, Yang Ming was very uncomfortable. He suffered two losses helplessly.

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"Are you really fine with giving up like this? No longer pursuing it? Aren't our efforts this time in vain?" The young man was not reconciled and clenched his fist.

"What can I do if I don't give up?" The boss shook his head with some helplessness. "The person is in the hands of Yang Ming. I can only do this!"

"Is this person so important? You have already given up Xiao Ai. Can't you give up this tool for theft?" The young man was puzzled.

"He is a rare talent, but it is not impossible to give up." The boss sighed. "The real thing that can't fall in the hands of Yang Ming is Chen Sisheng, my driver! He knows my identity... If it is really leaked, things will become worse..."

"Chen Sisheng? The driver who drove?" The young man frowned. "It turns out that you have other things in mind. You didn't mention a word about him..."

"It is useless for Yang Ming to keep a driver. He promised to release Xiao Gu (the black-shirted man) and Chen Sisheng as well." The boss nodded and said, "It can't be helped. I have to compromise because of him."

"Okay, but if we consider it, we are not at a loss..." The young people also knew that there was no room to maneuver, and the boss' matters could not be exposed. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to get revenge with the help of this boss in the future!

"There is still a chance! Don't rush this time," the boss said.

"Next time, I want to let him die directly." The young man gritted his teeth and said evilly.

"I want him to die more than you." The boss sneered and said, "Yang Ming, you gained an advantage this time, but there will be no next time. I hope that you will not be so lucky next time!"

After the boss had finished, he had his people inform the jewelry association that the jewelry was safely withdrawn. This was his agreement with Yang Ming and had to be followed.