Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 329 Karma

"go in!"

"Boss Zhu!"

Stanley Prison.

Water dining room.

Two prison guards carried Zhu Tao to the door, threw their arms vigorously, and threw Zhu Tao into the corner of the cell.

A police chief slapped his baton with both hands, stepped into the cell with leather boots, and stared at Zhu Tao condescendingly: "Sheng Zhu! Do you know this thing?"

The police chief took out a large bag of white powder from his arms and placed it in front of Zhu Tao. It was the finished white powder seized by Zhu Tao's warehouse.

Two kilograms per bag!

Sucking them all will kill you!

"This..." Zhu Tao curled up in the corner, looking at Baifen in horror.

Of course he knew this thing, and he remembered Zhuang sir's words, and immediately shook his head frantically: "No! No!"

Unfortunately, the water and rice room is a special cell in Stanley Prison.

Named for the fact that only water and rice are provided for a day, it is a place specially used to punish prisoners.

Some prisoners who have been making trouble for a long time, have violent tendencies, and attack police officers. They will be taken to the water room for one to two months of isolation, and the longest period can be up to six months.

Not only no one around here could hear his cries for help, even if someone heard them, they wouldn't be nosy.

The chief of the prison had a grin on his face and said, "Master Zhuang has spoken! I want you to eat all the things you sell!"

"If you dare to sell, you must dare to eat! What are you afraid of?" Shua! The sheriff cut through the plastic bag neatly with his fingertips, and suddenly pressed the white powder on Zhu Tao's face.

Zhu Tao tried to struggle, but two police officers held him tightly.

Then the white powder fell to the ground, and the two police officers directly pressed Zhu Tao's head to the ground, and burrowed into the white powder.

Only those who sell white powder know how poisonous white powder is! Know how dangerous drugs are!

But the world is reincarnated, and the retribution is not good.

Those who sell white powder will eventually die under white powder.

Zhu Tao held his breath as much as possible, but it was useless.

Because people always have to breathe, especially under the severe pressure of the prison guards, Zhu Tao's demand for oxygen will continue to increase, and he will eventually inhale a large mouthful of white powder.

After this big mouthful of white powder got into the tip of his nose, Zhu Tao's expression became blurred, and then he stopped breathing, and more and more white powder got into the tip of his nose.

The officers then let go.

I saw Zhu Tao lying on the ground, constantly scratching and crawling on his body, as if there were countless insects and ants crawling and biting on his body, which made him feel extremely itchy all over.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Zhu Tao crawled back in front of Baifen again, sucking on Baifen like a dog, with a bewildered expression on his face.

At this moment, only continuous smoking can relieve his pain.

And hallucinations had already appeared in his mind.

Zhu Tao has gone crazy!

The sheriff grabbed his baton and said with a cold expression: "Do you know?"

"This is drugs!"

"If you dare to smoke, you will die!"

Five minutes later, Zhu Tao lay on the ground with a blue face, his whole body was no longer human, and he kept twitching.

Even the convulsions stopped quickly, and then foamed at the mouth, scratching the floor continuously.

In the last two minutes, Zhu Tao completely lost his life on the ground.

The sheriff pointed calmly with his baton, "Get out!"

"yes!"

Two police officers carried Zhu Tao away again.

When Zhu Tao's stretcher passed by the playground, the criminals who were exercising on the playground suddenly became lively.

"Wow!"

"Hang up after just one day!"

"Boss Zhu is too imposing!

"A record!"

The criminals shouted loudly with excitement on their faces.

The prison guard raised his baton and let out a loud roar, then obediently looked away one by one, turned around and played ball.

At noon, the Department of Corrections and the emergency hospital announced that prisoner Zhu Tao died of acute organ failure, which was a normal death due to a reasonable cause.

After the emergency hospital issued the report, Zhu Tao followed the normal process and cremated it into ashes and poured it into the color bucket.

Although now the warden of Stanley Prison and the director of the corrections department are all held by ghosts.

But the relationship between the police force and the prison system remains good.

Moreover, all grassroots prison guards are Chinese. Sir Zhuang's influence is enough to directly mobilize the Chinese in the prison to do what he should do for him.

And the high-level prison will not go to the bottom of a drug dealer.

Not to offend the Commissioner of Police.

Chinese speakers.

...

"Director."

The top of the police station.

Zhuang Shikai walked into the chief's office and greeted the chief of police aloud.

Director Ge Bai laughed, and took out a cigar: "One?"

"OK."

Zhuang Shikai didn't refuse, took the cigar, picked up the cigar cutter on the table, and cut off the tip of the cigar.

Then he put down the eggplant scissors and picked up the lighter with one hand.

While looking at the eggplant head, burn the bottom of the eggplant head with a lighter.

During this period, he turned his hands around and moved the eggplant head continuously until the eggplant head was completely burnt and fully burned. Then he completely ignited the eggplant head, held it in his mouth and said with a smile: "thank you, sir!"

"Huh!" He took a deep breath, and white mist slowly floated out of his mouth.

Ge Bai smiled, lit his cigar according to the procedure, sat down on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Zhuang, your speed is really fast! You can handle the speed of the four major families!"

"Faster than I thought!"

Ge Bai really did not expect that Zhuang Shikai would be able to destroy one of the four major families within half a month after taking office.

This speed can be called divine speed.

Zhuang Shikai sat opposite, and laughed with great interest: "What? Do I have to bathe and change clothes, burn incense and pray, and find a master to count auspicious days before I catch a drug dealer?"

"Catch these drug dealers quickly and accurately! One time!"

"Hahaha!" Ge Bai laughed out loud, raised his legs in front of the old acquaintance, pointed at Zhuang Shikai and said, "Zhuang! If everyone wants you to do things like this, the master of Tianhou Temple will lose his job."

"Hehehe." Zhuang Shikai smiled, exhaled lightly, and laughed with him in a quiet way.

I saw him pondering his chin, with a calm expression and a little surprise in his heart.

How come Director Guilao knows that there is a master in Tin Hau Temple? Could it be that Chen Xiazi has started international business?

This old blind man has a way of making money!

Knowing that ghosts are best fooled!

Ge Bai asked after laughing, "Zhuang, which one will you hit next?"

This is what he cares most about.

"Causeway Bay Lin Kun!"

Zhuang Shikai narrowed his eyes.

In one word.

...

downstairs.

Press room.

Zhou Huabiao was wearing a black uniform, carrying two police stars, and was reciting the manuscript to the camera.

"This operation was personally planned by director Zhuang Shikai. More than 30 police officers from the serious crime team participated. A total of more than 300 kilograms of drugs were seized, and 2 million US dollars in drug funds were seized..."

"The leader of the drug cartel was personally arrested by our heroic Sergeant Chen Jiaju..."

When Zhou Huabiao spoke here, his tone paused. Sergeant Chen Jiaju sat next to him, and immediately raised his chest and looked up proudly.

The reason why Mr. Zhuang held a media conference was to let everyone in the police force know.

Where did he go! Where is the most powerful!

Getting Chen Jiaju a police report is nothing more than cultivating a younger brother.

Therefore, he will not speak in person in the media hall. He has this idle time to waste saliva, wouldn't it be good to sit with the director and smoke a cigar?

"This reporter."

"Please speak."

At this time, Zhou Huabiao finished reading the manuscript, and the process entered the reporter's question time.

Dozens of people in the hall raised their arms.

Zhou Huabiao pointed to a radio station reporter in the front row.

Le Huizhen immediately stood up and said, "Excuse me, Police Officer Zhou."

"Why isn't the handsome Director Zhuang here?"

"We want to interview Director Zhuang!"

The eyes of the rest of the reporters sitting in their seats lit up, and they echoed one after another.

Zhou Huabiao's expression froze, and he froze in front of the microphone, not knowing how to answer for a while.

As for Chen Jiaju, who had just made preparations and was about to become the focus of the news, his face was full of depression, and his puffed up chest let out again.

what happened? Uncle Biao has already strongly recommended him.

The reporters still focused on Sir Zhuang.

Sir Zhuang's name only appeared once in the media conference!

Chen Jiaju was full of disappointment, while Zhou Huabiao leaned in front of the microphone: "Officer Zhuang is having a meeting with the director. Please do the interview next time."

"Hey..." There was a sigh of disappointment in the media hall.

Immediately, the reporter's interview was back on track, and the focus began on Sergeant Chen.

...

"snort!"

Central.

In a certain apartment.

Lin Kun picked up the remote control and pressed the power off button hard.

The TV screen was the media meeting of the Wan Chai Police Station.

Those reports on fighting crime in the eyes of the citizens, in the eyes of some drug dealers, are the police's bravado and stern warnings.

This is also the effect of the media conference.

At this moment, after turning off the back of the TV, Lin Kun sat down on the sofa with his head down, kneading his temples with his two index fingers.

Mrs. Lin walked out of the bedroom and saw her husband on the sofa, so she walked gently behind her husband and massaged her husband gently with gentle strength.

"Ah..." Lin Kun raised his head and let out a long breath.

His appearance is like the kind of carefree relief that addicts show after inhaling white powder.

If an addict's drug addiction is white powder, then his drug addiction is his family.

As long as the wife and daughter live well.

He is fine.

"Ding dong!" A bell rang at the door.

Lin Kun patted his wife's buttocks, and Lin's wife left knowingly with an angry face, and walked to the door of the apartment while hanging up the shoulder straps of her nightgown.

When she confirmed the person at the door through the cat's eyes, she opened the two doors.

"sister in law."

"Brother Kun."

Guan Li walked into the apartment with his head down.

I saw him wearing a denim jacket, he looked handsome, tall, and there was an evil look between his brows.

This kind of person is not a good person at first sight.

But he happens to be a nice guy.

"Brother Kun."

Guan Li walked to the sofa.

After Lin's wife greeted her, she turned and walked into the bedroom.

She knew that men wanted to talk about things, and staying in the living room would only make her husband jealous, so she might as well go back to the bedroom to take care of her daughter.

Lin Kun hummed lightly, and Guan Li immediately said, "New news."

"Boss Zhu died of organ failure in prison."

"What kind of organ failure is this! It was obviously poisoned to death by white powder!" Lin Kun could guess the reason immediately without having to investigate, and then said: "Master Zhuang has released the news that all of our four big dealers will Eat the white powder sold!"

"Zhu Tao is the first!" Lin Kun's expression turned cold, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Guan Li: "Ali!"

Guan Li's heart skipped a beat, and Lin Kun then said, "Don't talk nonsense! Did I ask you to bring something?"

Guan Li let out a long breath and quietly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket.

"Brought it."