"I don’t know him. How would I know him? Captain, is there sothing special about this drug dealer?" Zhao Dong was puzzled by Qin Jian, "You’re not going to tell that this guy is your benefactor’s father, are you?"
"No." Qin Jian shook his head.
"He is..." Zhao Dong seed to think Mu Qiankun looked familiar, he pinched his chin and recalled in his mind, "I rember now, last ti we all went to Dongshan Village to bring you back, wasn’t this the uncle who showed us the way?"
"Alright. Stop guessing. It’s understandable that you don’t know, but he sure knows you." Qin Jian applied a bit more pressure with his hand, looked down at Mu Qiankun, and said, "You’ve been watching for a long ti, I don’t believe you don’t know who he is!"
Mu Qiankun looked at Zhao Dong, his gaze flickered a few tis, and then he shook his head: "I don’t know."
"Sure you don’t know! Are you going to say it yourself, or should I say it for you?" Qin Jian squatted down, his gaze sharp as a hawk staring at Mu Qiankun.
Mu Qiankun remained silent. In fact, the first ti he saw Zhao Dong, he already had a rough guess about him.
"Captain, what’s going on? Stop testing my patience!" Zhao Dong urgently wanted to know who this person was and what the situation was.
"How did your brother die?" Qin Jian asked.
"My brother was killed by a drug dealer during a bust; he was rescuing a hostage when the dealer shot him..." Zhao Dong abruptly stopped mid-sentence, staring incredulously at Mu Qiankun lying on the ground, "He’s the drug dealer who killed my brother? How do you know?"
"I’ve looked into it. The operation where your brother was killed was against Mu Qiankun’s drug trafficking gang! The first ti this guy saw you, he looked very nervous, and you look about 70-80% like your brother. So I suspect that your brother’s death is definitely related to him. Your brother must have left a very deep impression on him!"
"Is that so?" Zhao Dong slowly walked toward Mu Qiankun, holding his gun, looking down at him with eyes filled with anger and malice, "Was it you who killed my brother?"
"I don’t know who your brother is..." Mu Qiankun shivered, looking at Zhao Dong’s terrifying gaze that seed capable of killing, he didn’t dare utter another word.
Zhao Dong was infuriated by these words. He threw the gun in Qin Jian’s hand, grabbed Mu Qiankun from the ground, and punched him hard in the face, "I’ll make you not know! I’ll make you not know! At his death, he had three stab wounds, one right in the heart! His comrades said that when he died, his blood sprayed all over the drug dealer’s face! I just want to ask you, did his hot blood burn your conscience, you beast! Ahhh! I must kill you!"
Zhao Dong vented his fury, not expecting to be able to personally catch the drug dealer who killed his brother and avenge him in his lifeti!
He used all his strength, beating Mu Qiankun until he vomited blood, convulsing and lying motionless on the ground before he stopped.
Qin Jian squatted down, pressing his hand against Mu Qiankun’s neck and shoulder pulse, "Still alive!"
"This bastard takes a beating well! Captain, lend your dagger! Today, I will take my enemy’s life and avenge my brother!" Zhao Dong roared.
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