C65 (1/2)

Wang Zheng sat in the smelly Xiao Hei's room and a few minutes later, the door opened. Two thin cops came in with truncheons in their hands as they stared at Wang Zheng.

”You must be Wang Zheng, today we received a report, you shot and killed someone, we also found evidence in your villa, so I can't be bothered to put your finger on the confession, or else you might know what it means to have a heart wrenching pain!” One of the thin bars ferociously whipped the stick in his hand against the already twisted metal table beside him. A layer of dust immediately flew in the air.

Wang Zheng looked at the confession in front of him and laughed: ”Sorry, I don't know what's written on there, why don't you change it for me?”

”Brat, it's not good for you to be glib. Don't make us angry!” The other guard immediately threw his hat onto a table at the side, walked to Wang Zheng's side and mercilessly struck his arm.

Wang Zheng only felt a fiery and stinging pain on his arm. Although it didn't hurt his muscles or bones, the actual pain still made him grimace.

”If you know it's painful, then just press your hand and print it. Otherwise, it'll be even more interesting. This house is specially prepared for you special prisoners. You have to know how many craftier and craftier people are here.”

Wang Zheng raised his head, and the expression on his face suddenly changed into a smile: ”I'm sorry, I was just pretending. Look at you, you're so skinny and hungry, why don't you go eat something first before mistreating me? This is embarrassing enough for the cops to treat you like this, why don't you follow me, I'll give you a bowl of dog food every day!”

”F * ck, you little brat, you really want a spanking! If you don't kill me today, you will let me down!” The cop guy who was laughed at by Wang Zheng roared out in anger, the baton in his hand wildly revealed onto Wang Zheng's body. As for the other cop, he leaned against the wall while chuckling, lit a cigarette, and admired this scene with a face full of enjoyment.

When the baton struck Wang Zheng's body, it initially caused Wang Zheng to feel pain. However, the further it went, the more he felt no pain. In the end, he even started to beat up Wang Zheng.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! This son of a b * tch is really patient with smoking. Old Liu, you serve this son of a b * tch, I'll take a smoke and rest! ”

's eyes turned cold. These fellows really thought that they could go to heaven, there was an ancient saying that was hard to endure, that there was no need to endure anymore.

”Again?” Wang Zheng sneered, his body suddenly straightened, and the stool that was fixed to the ground was suddenly whipped up. The stool leg unerringly smashed into his body, causing it to instantly become purple from the pain.

”Fuck, you still dare to resist?” Seeing that his comrade had been knocked down by Wang Zheng, the man surnamed Zhou dropped his cigarette, picked up his baton and whipped it over, Wang Zheng lowered his body, the man surnamed Zhou tripped over his leg and fell to the ground, Wang Zheng laughed sinisterly and sat down, the stool once again went into the ground, only that this time there were two skinny cops between his legs.

”Why are the two of you so careless? Do you really like to stay like this? ” Wang Zheng laughed as he looked at the two cops and asked.

”Little bastard, hurry up and get up. Otherwise, when I come out later, I'll definitely kill you!” The man surnamed Zhou screamed, waving the baton around wildly.

A cold light flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes, he directly stepped on the policeman's wrist, using a bit of force, the cop's hand was stomped into the ground, it was so painful that it let out a scream like a pig being butchered, and the baton in his hand directly dropped to the side.