V1.Chapter 17 (1/2)
When he was kicked on the police car by Han Chen, Wang Fan knew that it would not be so easy.
When two policemen put on Liu pangzi's headgear, Liu pangzi couldn't help crying. He cried with tears in his nose: ”police comrade, I didn't mean to. I've got the wrong person!”
”Cut the crap!” One of the policemen yelled at fat man Liu with a gloomy face.
Feeling that Han Chen would not let go of Liu pangzi, Wang Fan yelled at Han Chen standing outside the car at the moment when he was put on the headgear: ”I let the fat man do it. Dare to rush at me!”
In front of his eyes, the veil blocked Wang Fan's sight.
”Bang”
His head was followed by a baton, and Wang Fan's head was buzzing, just like a group of flies flying in his head.
”Put on the headgear, put on the back handcuffs, make you happy to sleep!”
This is a doggerel often mentioned by the members of the four seas gang who come out of the Bureau. I'm afraid only those who have enjoyed this kind of ”happiness” can know the taste of it.
Wang Fan, who is stuck in the back seat of the police car, can feel his blood all over his body and rush to his head. He feels drowsy, just like taking sleeping pills.
In a trance, he suddenly remembered what uncle GUI said to him: ”be more careful yourself. Han Chen is not a simple man. Your task has not been completed yet. Don't die in your own hands.”
”Uncle GUI didn't take their guns, damn it!”
”Han Chen, a brute, will try to torture me. I'm still worried about him all the time!”
”I'm a big fool. The one who was sacrificed in the end would be me!”
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Full of complaints and complaints, Wang Fan's chest stabbed.
Just a few minutes ago, poor Wang Fan felt sorry for Han Chen. He always had an indescribable sense of guilt. He even thought that if one day his identity was cleared, he would invite Han Chen to have a good meal and formally apologize for today's event.
But now, Wang Fan, who has been beaten with a baton and his head covered, really wants to catch Han Chen and give him a beating.
And ghost uncle, Wang Fan heart again to ghost uncle eighteen generations of ancestors greetings again.
He began to reflect on his simplicity and stupidity.
The initial questions in my heart suddenly have answers at this moment.
Why can't we kill mourning Kun?
Why must we attack Han Chen?
Why do you tell yourself to pay attention to safety?
”From the beginning, uncle GUI has calculated everything. What he wants to sacrifice is me!”
The more I think about it, the more I understand it, and the more I think about it, the more I get angry. Wang Fan's hands twisted behind him, clenched with his fists, make a bang.
”Be honest with me, or you will have good fruit to eat!” The police officer's stern warning sounded, and the baton in his hand poked Wang Fan twice.
Gasping for breath, Wang Fan gave up the struggle. He bowed his head and waited for the fate.
It's not easy to be betrayed, and it's even worse to be beaten by one's own people, but what can Wang Fan do?