"Alas!" Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Niko Haimes also lit his cigarette and took a deep breath, no longer trying to persuade Bidegla. He felt that Bidegla had completely changed, becoming someone unrecognizable, even a murderer he had never seen before. Killing over a dozen people, his expression didn't change at all. How callous must his heart be? Although he didn't agree with Bidegla's extreme actions, from another perspective, Bidegla's reasoning made perfect sense. The law was no longer on their side, the police were not helping them catch anyone, and were even deliberately concealing information. If they believed them, they might not get any answers for ten days, twenty days, a year, two years, or even ten years. "Uncle, you need not worry. They are a group of wretched people. Killing them is a public service," Bidegla said, then fell silent, leaning against a tree and quietly smoking. The junior detective inside quickly processed the scene, not even taking half an hour. He had already changed into a different outfit and hurried out. At this moment, he wore a humble smile, devoid of the previous ruthlessness. Even when burying his own brothers, he didn't dare to run away. He knew Bidegla was outside. If he escaped and got caught, he would surely meet his end. Following Bidegla, he still had a chance to survive. If he ran and got caught, he would be finished. Since he wasn't involved in the matter, he believed he had a good chance of survival. "So soon?" Bidegla asked the respectful junior detective and the police station. "Yes," the junior detective nodded, and then said, "I dug a big hole in the yard and buried them all there. No one will find them." "Alright, since you've taken care of it, come with me. Do me a favor, and if I'm satisfied, you can leave," Bidegla patted the junior detective's shoulder, almost making him faint with happiness. "Yes, I will do whatever you say, and I won't dare to refuse," the junior detective nodded, full of respect. "Very well," Bidegla nodded, then said, "Who was the person you sent to take care of this? Call them here, and you have half an hour. If you can't find them, I might have to join your brothers." "Oh, and don't even think about running away. As long as you're in Qing County, I have a million ways to find you. When that happens, I will make sure you die a gruesome death." At this point, Bidegla's murderous intent was revealed, like a death god crawling out of hell, shaking not only the junior detective but also Niko Haimes. After killing so many people, was he going to continue killing? Initially, Niko Haimes was prepared to advise Bidegla, but after seeing his terrifying gaze, he decided to keep his words to himself. He was increasingly unable to understand Bidegla. Although Bidegla had often fought in the past, he wasn't so arrogant as to kill people at will, right? What had happened to him? "It won't take half an hour. I can call him immediately and have him come on his own," the junior detective nodded, his obsequious manner satisfying Bidegla. Bidegla would spare no one who harmed his parents; they were like thorns in his heart, and anyone who dared to touch them would pay a heavy price. Bidegla may not be famous, but his parents were almost killed. If he didn't seek revenge, he would be unworthy of the title of son.

Even if today's events are exposed, Bidegla will face the death penalty without any regret!

"Hello, is this BOSS Bertha? We'll be there soon, we have some matters to discuss with you." Xiao Wu dialed the phone and immediately began shouting, while Bidegla and Niko Haimes stood by without interrupting him.

"What?" Suddenly, Xiao Wu's expression turned extremely ugly as he said, "I don't care what you have going on, I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't hurry to the place where we're staying, then be prepared for your wife and son to receive your corpse. I mean what I say." With that, Xiao Wu ruthlessly hung up the phone, exuding a somewhat gangster-like aura.

"How do you know he will definitely come? Remember, if he doesn't show up, it will be you who dies today," Bidegla calmly stated, looking at Xiao Wu.

"He will definitely come," Xiao Wu replied, then respectfully added, "Although he's very influential on the outside and many people want to please him, deep down he's a very family-oriented person. He loves his wife and son very much, so he will come immediately."

"Alright, if you can pull this off, I can offer you some rewards," Bidegla said, his expression calm, revealing no hint of emotion.

"Okay," Xiao Wu nodded, not daring to ask about the rewards. Right now, he just hoped that Bidegla would spare him.

Standing in front of Bidegla, he felt as if one foot had already stepped into a coffin. The terrifying atmosphere was even more fearsome than the henchmen in the underworld. What exactly was he involved in?

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Xiao Wu's threats turned out to be very effective. It didn't even take ten minutes, probably only seven or eight, before a black sedan arrived in front of Bidegla and his group, a commercial Toyota.

The car window was slowly rolled down and a head emerged, saying, "Xiao Wu, if you have something to say, get in the car immediately. I don't have time to waste with you."

"Damn, how dare you speak to me like that? Do you believe I'll go and kill your wife and children right now? Get down here immediately, or I'll kill you." Xiao Wu barked, his manner fierce.

Faced with Bidegla, Xiao Wu was terrified, trembling in fear, but when facing people with some power, he wasn't afraid. In fact, he dared to confront them, because the richer people were, the more they feared death; they were afraid of losing everything they had.

Everyone has weaknesses. If it were someone who was penniless and had no status, seizing their weakness might have no effect at all. After all, there's a saying: "The barefoot are not afraid of the people wearing shoes."

At present, this BOSS Bertha was already a successful person, with status, wealth, a beautiful wife, and a lovely son. So, upon hearing that Xiao Wu intended to harm his family, he was so frightened that he didn't even go to see his clients, rushing to this location in a hurry.

"Xiao Wu, there are too many people around here. Let's talk in the car. If it's money you want, I'll give it to you. Just don't touch my family." The person in the car spoke and waved his hand again.

"Damn it." Seeing that the person still didn't get out of the car, Xiao Wu became furious. Bidegla was standing beside him now, and if he didn't get this person to come out, it might be him who would end up dead here today.

So, he didn't care about the crazy shouts of the bystanders, and directly drew a gleaming, cold knife from behind him.

"I'll give you two seconds. Get out of the car right now, or I'll kill you." Xiao Wu shouted, causing the person in the car to turn pale and trembling, then reluctantly stepped out. Normally, he wouldn't even have considered someone like Xiao Wu, a street punk, but with a little effort, he could easily take care of someone like him.

But now, he hadn't brought any bodyguards with him, and the dedicated driver was an old man in his sixties. There was no way he could rely on him to save himself. It was almost like a dream.

What madness has possessed this little devil? Could it be that he feels slighted by the amount of money I have given him?

"Little devil, let's have a civilized conversation. Tell me, how much money do you want?" The thought that the little devil might be here to ask for money calmed the man down.

If it's about money, he has plenty to spare, enough to bury the little devil in it. But as long as he leaves this place, he will immediately have it razed to the ground.

A little hoodlum has actually dared to threaten him. He clearly doesn't know his place.

"Money? You're damn greedy." The mention of money made the little devil furious. If it weren't for the money he provided to help his brothers attack Bidegla's parents, they wouldn't have provoked the fearsome Bidegla, the god of death.

Now, all his brothers are lying under the soil in the yard. If he's not careful, he might end up the same way.

"If you don't want money, why did you call me here? You should know that I am currently conducting a very important business deal. If you delay it, I won't be able to compensate you even if I kill you ten times." The man straightened his pristine white shirt, sneering.

"Little devil, go and help me grab him." Suddenly, Bidegla spoke, causing the little devil to laugh and pounce on the man in the expensive suit.

In terms of status, the little devil may never compare to him even if he lives as a hoodlum. But in terms of skill, the little devil can easily overpower him.

In less than ten seconds, the supposedly strong man was overpowered by the little devil, wailing as his white shirt was covered in dirt, looking very disheveled.

"Get him inside first," Bidegla ordered before walking into the yard.

"Yes, sir," the little devil nodded, then went to the position of the Toyota driver, pointing a knife at him. "Old man, get out and come with me."

"Yes, yes," the driver, a man in his sixties, didn't dare to argue with the little devil, trembling as he pushed the car door open.

"Hurry up." The little devil pushed the two men into the yard with almost brute force.

The yard outside was calm, but inside, it was already covered in blood. It was clear that something terrible had happened.

So when the boss Bertha from the Toyota was brought in by the little devil, he was immediately scared and sat on the ground.

So much blood, the strong smell made him nauseous. This was definitely not pig's blood, but human blood. It was undoubtedly a real murder scene.

"Scared?" the little devil sneered at the cowering boss Bertha. "You caused the deaths of my brothers, so don't expect to leave here alive. You killed them, and I will personally slaughter you."

Oh no...

Hearing the little devil's words, the man slumped to the ground, knowing that he might die here today.

"Don't be hasty. I still have some business for him to take care of," Bidegla spoke, giving the man a glimmer of hope for survival.