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Chapter seven hundred and fifty second forced confession

In this world, there are not many places that have everything in common, because every country has its own habits, cultural environment, and people's personalities. However, prisons all over the world have one thing in common, that is, every new arrival

Everyone will be punished.

What Wang Kunlun committed was considered a felony, and he was classified as a dangerous person. He was armed with guns, kidnapped, and well-equipped with weapons and equipment. If he was caught by the police in China, he would be labeled as an extremely serious offender, but even in the United States, where guns are rampant,

The country will also be taken seriously.

The prison in Las Vegas was built in the center of the desert outside the city, and the security is very tight. Because the city has hundreds of casinos, this factor is destined to make Las Vegas a very chaotic city.

First of all, there must be a lot of gamblers, and then there are drug dealers. And the United States does not control guns, so there are many people committing crimes with guns. There are also gangs, and people smuggling and smuggling people are everywhere. In this way, Las Vegas is doomed.

The people held in Sri Lanka's prison are extremely vicious.

Normally, it would be impossible for Wang Kunlun to be sent to prison for the time being after he was caught, but because of Liu Kun's relationship, Ding Zhengfa called the police station, and the chief gave special approval and sent Wang Kunlun in advance.

Naturally, there was only one purpose, to make him spit out the whereabouts of Xiao Liang and others.

Soon the news was spread to the prison, and the prison guards and gangsters in the prison received orders from above to deal with a Chinese.

In the prison, Wang Kunlun's feet were shackled and he was wearing a yellow prison uniform. He was walking on the ground "squeaking, banging" with an expressionless face. He actually found it quite interesting. In China, he

I have committed many crimes but have never been to a prison in my country. I didn’t expect that the first time I entered, I would be in a foreign country.

The United States is a country that advertises the supremacy of human rights, but in reality, it is quite shameful that people in this country have very serious concepts of discrimination. White people discriminate against black and yellow people, black people discriminate against yellow people, and Chinese people are especially discriminated against.

The extent is very serious.

Wang Kunlun walked into the detention room in shackles. He glanced at the situation inside and frowned immediately. There were many people in the detention room, at least a dozen. From a glance, they were all black and white. He, a Chinese, went in.

It's very conspicuous, and he doesn't like this situation.

Inexplicably, Wang Kunlun looked at the black and white prisoners in the prison and remembered a song, so he walked into the cell humming a ditty: "Zebra, zebra, I am dragging my injured tail..."

With a bang, the iron door was closed. Wang Kunlun walked to an empty bed in the corner very casually, and then sat down on it. His eyes were very indifferent and he glanced at the dozen or so people who were staring at him.

, stretched out his finger and hooked it slightly arrogantly.

The dozen or so people in the prison suddenly looked confused. I had seen arrogant people, but I had never seen anyone so arrogant. There was a black man who looked like a hippopotamus and turned around and asked his companions: "He knows Chinese Kung Fu."

chant?"

"Would you like it? You'll know if you try it." Someone twisted his squeaking neck, pinched his fingers and wandered up to Wang Kunlun. Before he even said a word, Brother Kunlun, the God of Death, moved.

"Whoosh" Wang Kunlun jumped up from the bed, slammed his knee into the opponent's lower abdomen, held the opponent's head with both hands and hit his own head.

There was a loud "bang", and the man suddenly fell down and was knocked unconscious.

"If you want to do it, do it quickly. Do you still want to negotiate with me diplomatically? I would like to hear you say a few words to me, but the key is that I also need to be able to understand what you are saying, so stop talking.

Let’s do it first.”

Wang Kunlun dragged his shackles and didn't give the remaining dozen people any chance to react. He rushed into the opponent's crowd at a very fast speed like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

Wang Kunlun, who is full of murderous aura, may only be considered a moderate master in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui, but among ordinary people, he can handle it with ease as long as he uses a little skill.

The hippopotamus was beaten the worst, and Wang Kunlun could tell. This guy must be the prison guard, that is, the leader. To capture the thief, capture the king first. After beating him up, can the others stab him again?

"Kung Fu... He really knows Chinese Kung Fu." The people lying on the ground grunted and groaned, but their minds had hardly yet reacted to Wang Kunlun's nimble skills.

"Bang, bang, bang." The prison guard knocked on the iron door with his baton, pointed at Wang Kunlun and told him to squat on the ground with his head in his hands and stop moving.

Wang Kunlun glanced at him, then walked to the corner and squatted down. He struck first because he understood a truth, strike first to gain strength and then suffer disaster. If he didn't get rid of all these people, then

He will be the one to suffer next.

"Come out, you... come out." Two prison guards lifted Wang Kunlun out and then took him into an interrogation room.

"Bang!" The door of the interrogation room was closed. It was dark inside with only a little light. "Crash!" Wang Kunlun's hands were tied with iron chains. Then the prison guard pulled him and dropped him to the roof of the shed. His body was swinging back and forth in the air.

.

The two prison guards struck the batons in their hands, and then pressed the end of the electric baton to emit a "sizzling" blue arc of electricity. One of the prison guards didn't even say hello, and put the baton on his body.

"Bah... A burning smell came out, and Wang Kunlun's legs were blackened by electricity, but he didn't even frown and bared his teeth at the prison guard provocatively.

"Bastard" Wang Kunlun grinned and cursed. He found that not only did he not understand English, but the two policemen opposite him also didn't understand Chinese. So could he continue to curse without restraint?

If you hit me and I don't feel anything, then I can't hit you back, and you have to listen to me scolding you.

"Bah, bah, bah" the electric baton kept stabbing Wang Kunlun's body with flashing arcs of electricity. After a few blows, he felt nothing. The two prison guards were tired first.

"Isn't this yellow-skinned monkey difficult to deal with?" The prison guard carrying a baton turned to his companion and said: "Let's deal with him first, and then you can tell Lawrence that during the break tomorrow, let his men continue to deal with it.

, make him spit out something from his mouth within three days.”

While Wang Kunlun was being tortured to extract a confession, Xiang Que had just come out of Zhongjing's mansion. According to Qi'an Master's request, Xiang Que arranged a Feng Shui Qi gathering array for them to trap the rich air of heaven and earth that was gradually flowing out of the mansion.

As for Xiang Laoshi and his wife, Xiang Ning, and Xu Wei, they were left in this cave to cultivate themselves until Xiang Que took them out.

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