After this process, it will be it one year, and it will be it three to five years.

But Wei Kun collapsed and Fatty Bi, who was owed money, did not exceed twenty-four hours in total from the gunshot to the arrest...

Why did Wei Kun pick up the gun? Did he know that the collapse of the people was illegal? Did he know that working hard in the company and making money is the right way?

He all understood that it was just that in this era, the channel for ordinary people to express their demands to the upper level was too narrow, or for grassroots... they could not afford to spend or wait, because they would die if they didn't eat a meal. Because there was some money, the fat and big-eared Lao Bi could shamelessly owe him, but they couldn't owe him...

Wei Kun was arrested. He was not Qin Yu, nor was Zhang Liang, the Japanese and others. He was just a grassroots who had no backing and only had a gun, so his speed of arrest was astonishing!

...

In the joint defense brigade.

Wei Kun was handcuffed to an iron chair and only wore a piece of underwear.

"I have no grudges with you, right?" asked the middle-aged fat man.

Wei Kun looked at him without saying a word.

"What about the five million you blackmailed last night?" said the middle-aged fat man in plain words: "You spit out the money, and this case is still slow. Can you understand?"

"I didn't extort, he owed me five million." Wei Kun replied expressionlessly.

"Damn it, you broke the leg with a gun and forced someone to call a friend to send money. Isn't this blackmail?" the fat man asked while smoking.

"The power is in your hands, and you can understand this matter anyway." Wei Kun responded after a while, "I accepted it when I was arrested. If you ask me if I was shot, Fatty Bi. I can tell you that I broke it. As for the money, I will definitely not be able to be refunded. I have sent it all to the lower house."

"You're very hard-mouthed!"

"There is no way. Those who grow up with coarse grains are just this tooth!" Wei Kun replied lightly.

"Haha, OK!" middle-aged man stood up, waved his hand and shouted, "Take him class!"

Two minutes later, four joint defense assistance personnel without any organization entered the house and pressed Wei Kun on the cold ground, making a fuss.

Electric batons, police batons, pliers and so on were all raised, and all the nails of Wei Kun’s five fingers on his right hand were pulled down alive...

He lay on the ground and almost fainted in pain. His teeth bit his upper teeth, but he just didn't scream or shout...

At the end of the fight, the four people who helped were tired as if they were dogs. They shook their heads and said to the fat man: "This b bone is quite hard, let's take turns to get him!"

"It's a big fucking b. Now that I'm here, the steel bars and iron bones are not good!" The middle-aged fat man frowned and said, "It's impossible for him to put all the money down. Just make it hard and let him spit it out. We're sending it to Fengbei!"

"No problem." The person next to him nodded with a smile.

...

Inside the Black Street Superintendent.

Qin Yu was thinking about whether he would go to Fengbei in the past few days and find a way to operate the deputy director of operations. He also took Guan Qi to relax and led his brothers around him to stroll.

"Di Lingling!"

Just then, a phone ringing rang.

"Hey? Uncle Li!" Qin Yu lowered his head and pressed the answer button.

"There is an urgent matter, do you know Wei Kun?"

"Ah, I know you!" Qin Yu nodded: "What's wrong?"

"He was arrested, and the Niu Hai contacted me before..." Lao Li said in a neat way.

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Chapter completed!