Chapter 1092: I, Wang Yaozu, always rely on real evidence to arrest people
"Ah!!!" The manager of the Jockey Club suddenly screamed, startling Wang Yaozu.
"Hey, you are sick, what are you shouting for?"
"No, Sir Wang..." The manager of the Jockey Club turned pale when he saw the blood on the ground. He turned his head tremblingly and said, "Didn't you say you won't kill anyone?"
"Uh..." Wang Yaozu frowned and looked at the Jockey Club manager up and down, shaking the Desert Eagle in his hand, "Did you remember it wrong, or did I say it wrong."
"I'll give you a chance to reword it."
"I..." The manager of the Jockey Club swallowed, his lips trembled, and he said with a sad face: "I remembered it wrong."
It wasn't that he was spineless, he was really afraid that Wang Yaozu would shoot him. Although he knew it was impossible, he still couldn't help but feel scared from the bottom of his heart because of the corpse lying on the ground.
Wang Yaozu patted his shoulder with satisfaction and then walked towards the house.
"You are Ksitigarbha." Wang Yaozu looked at the golden prosthetic leg he wore on his right hand. "The prosthesis is made golden. It seems that you are worried about this hand."
A strange look flashed across Ji Zang's face. He really didn't expect that Wang Yaozu would express his inner thoughts as soon as they met. You must know that even people who know him well thought that he wore the golden prosthetic leg just to show off. In fact,
What he is today is all because of this hand, and this is the eternal pain in his heart.
"Brother Yao suddenly paid a visit today. I don't know if I have any instructions, but I will definitely obey them." Ksitigarbha's words were very polite, without any anger as if his younger brother had been shot to death.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't dare. In today's Hong Kong Island, even the bosses of the three major associations must be respectful in front of Wang Yaozu, let alone a drug lord.
He is what he is today, not only because of his strong ability, but also because of many factors, a large part of which is the reason why major associations have launched drug-related businesses.
Chen Yaoqing had mentioned this to Wang Yaozu before. He was about to turn 97. All the major associations knew that domestic control was very strict. After the return, it would be impossible for them to be as arrogant as they were during the British Hong Kong period, especially for drug addicts. Domestic
It is the most strictly controlled in the world.
The major associations are still not sure about the attitude of the mainland, and no one wants to stir up trouble. The three major associations have a history of several decades. They can survive to this day naturally because of their survival wisdom. The golden mean permeates everyone.
In the heart of a Chinese, any organization that can survive for a long time does not understand this.
Therefore, Dong Xing and He Shenghe had begun to learn from Hong Xing's method, leaving their drug business to those small dealers and only charging venue fees. Although they suffered some losses, their attitude showed.
If the management in the mainland becomes looser in the future, the worst case scenario is that we will take it back. As long as they are still there as a whole, it will still be their decision.
All these reasons have led to the rise of a large number of young drug dealers including Ksitigarbha and others in the past two years.
But compared to strength, power, and foundation, Ksitigarbha and the others are still far behind, so they don't even dare to quarrel with Wang Yaozu.
"Follow it?" Wang Yaozu chuckled, "Are you so obedient? I'm here to catch you."
Ksitigarbha's expression froze, the corner of his eyebrows beat, and his heart felt as if it had stopped for a moment. The sweat on his back was instantly clear, and he forced a smile, "Brother Yao, don't, don't be joking, I am a person who obeys the rules."
Law-abiding.”
He wanted to say that the police had no evidence, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it because he was afraid that if he spoke too harshly, he would anger the grumpy man in front of him and shoot him again.
"Whether you abide by the law or not is up to you, and it doesn't matter what the police say." Wang Yaozu reached out and brushed Ji Zang's collar and said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Ksitigarbha, was stunned. If everyone's opinions don't count, then who has the final say?
"It's what I say that counts!" The voice was not loud, but it was deafening.
"Brother Yao, this...don't be joking." Ji Zang grinned and didn't know what to say for a while.
"Who the hell is joking with you? What qualifications do you have to let me joke with you!" Wang Yaozu's face suddenly turned cold and he said without looking back: "Set up the camera. Don't say that I wronged him. I, Wang Yaozu, will
Are you being wronged?"
Ji Zang was a little confused and kept beating in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist or make fun of other policemen. He could only watch helplessly and kept thinking in his heart, 'It's okay, the police have no evidence.
As long as there is no evidence, you can't sue me, and the judge is not his surname Wang.'
While he was talking, someone set up a camera behind him. After Wang Yaozu glanced at him, he looked up and down. Suddenly he reached into his jacket pocket and when he took it out again, there was a large packet of white powder.
thing.
Ksitigarbha:???
Why did I put such a big bag of stuff in my pocket?
He himself was confused. He reached out and touched it subconsciously. He couldn't do it. This pocket is so small that it can't fit in it!
Not only him, but also a group of policemen behind him saw this for the first time, and all of them opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces.
It's not that the bag of white powder is fake, but that Jizo couldn't have carried a big bag of it with him, and his pocket was so soft before, so how could he take out such a big lump.
But the facts are right in front of us, and it’s so damn scary.
Only Li Ying was not surprised by this scene. Brother Yao even took out something thicker, bigger, longer and harder from his crotch, making a big fuss!
No matter what, the camera proves that this big bag of white powder was taken out from Jizo's body, which is irrefutable.
"Impossible, this isn't mine, I can't fit it in my pocket." Looking at Wang Yaozu's weird smile, Ksitigarbha yelled out immediately.
Wang Yaozu ignored him and just threw the bag of things on the ground. Then he took it out of his pocket and handed it to Ksitigarbha. Ksitigarbha excused himself and grabbed it subconsciously. After taking the things, his expression suddenly changed and he lowered his head.
At first glance, it turned out to be a Glock.
"Put down the gun, quickly!" Wang Yaozu suddenly shouted loudly.
Ksitigarbha woke up suddenly. This guy wanted to frame him, and he must not be allowed to succeed. He was about to let go, but he only heard a gunshot.
A large-caliber bullet hit his neck directly from a distance of two meters. His spine exploded directly, and a huge hole appeared in his neck. Only the outermost layer of skin and flesh was still connected to his head.
Crooked, blood spurted out from the hole, and the body shook and fell to the carpet with a dull sound.
The eyes of the corpse lying on the ground were still rolling, and it was still staring at death.
It was only at this moment that the group of people in the room realized that Ksitigarbha was dead and was shot to death by Wang Yaozu.
He was unjustly killed without any resistance.
"Oh", the manager of the Jockey Club rolled his eyes and fell backwards. The moment he touched the ground, he gave a little support with his hand. It was nothing more than fear of pain...
He didn't think he was timid. The main thing was that the man named Wang was so rampant that he was really afraid.