Chapter 223 I, Han Yang, admit defeat
Han Yang, trumpet sheep.
It is said that he used to play the trumpet when he was in school. Some also said that when he played with girls, he never followed the right path and only liked to play the trumpet.
No matter how the nickname came about, this was Lu Yang's number one ruthless guy, who became a big brother in his twenties with just a machete.
When he was thirty, the boss was hit and killed while going out to discuss business, and he took over the position successfully.
"Sister, where do you go to school? Do you know who Big Brother is? As long as you take good care of Big Brother at night, I promise to give you everything, haha..."
He was drunk and hugged the girl offered by his younger brother. He opened the car door and got in.
"Bell-Sheep!"
"Fuck, who the hell dares to call me that? I'm tired of living!"
Trumpet Sheep was angry. He would never allow anyone to call him by that nickname, so he immediately pulled out a pistol and got out of the car.
"Put down your gun, or I'll be shot on the spot!"
A group of policemen surrounded him at some point, with guns pointed at his head, ready to shoot at any time.
"I-I...I'm really a toy!"
Trumpet Sheep was frightened and quickly dropped the gun on the ground.
"Boss, are you mistaken? I haven't done anything wrong. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?"
"Hold your hands to your head and squat down, faster!"
"I'm Han Yang, are you guys..."
When the muzzle of the gun was pointed at its forehead, the trumpet sheep squatted on the ground with its head in its arms.
Several policemen immediately knocked him to the ground and took out handcuffs.
“Crack!”
He was handcuffed and lifted up.
"What do you mean? It's almost enough!" Trumpet Sheep said angrily, "I'm Han Yang, find out more!"
The underworld is rampant these days, and the gang leaders are even more powerful.
It can be said that ordinary policemen dare not provoke the gangsters because they may be retaliated at any time.
"search!"
Several policemen got into the car and searched, and soon took out a bag of goods weighing two kilograms.
"Bell-Sheep, what else do you have to say?"
"This, this, this is not mine!"
Trumpet Sheep's face turned pale instantly. He estimated that the bag must be at least one or two kilograms, enough to be shot many times.
"Damn it, you guys framed me?"
“Bang!”
A rifle butt hit him hard on the head to wake him up.
"Trumpet Sheep, get ready to be shot!"
"No, no, no, this is not mine, I never touch it..."
All explanations are pale. The things were found in his car and he was caught red-handed. There is no possibility of overturning the case.
"take away!"
The police sealed the trumpet sheep's mouth, put a hood on it and took it away.
…
Twenty minutes later, in the interrogation room.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
Three incandescent bulbs shone on Trumpet Sheep's face and began to interrogate him suddenly.
"Han Yang, it's a full two kilograms! You're so brave!"
"Officer Liu, I'm innocent. Don't you know me?" Trumpet Sheep said with a sad face, "I've touched everything, but I've never touched this thing. Besides, it's impossible for me to touch it... You can accuse me of anything, but you really can't accuse me of this."
Other crimes are easy to deal with. Just spend money when necessary and find someone when necessary.
Even if he goes to prison, we can find ways to reduce his sentence or get medical parole, but this is two kilograms of drugs, he should be shot directly!
“Wow!”
The door of the interrogation room was pushed open and Zhao Hongqi walked in.
"lead!"
The two people in charge of the interrogation immediately stood up.
"Have you confessed?"
"not yet."
"Let him sign that confession."
"yes!"
Hearing this, Trumpet Sheep's face turned pale and he collapsed in his chair.
He probably knew who this leader was. It seemed that he was specifically responsible for drug enforcement in Luyang, and several people had been shot.
There was stuff in my car, and it fell into his hands...
A prepared confession was placed in front of him, and two interrogators squeezed his hands and made him sign his name.
Then he took out the ink pad and pressed his fingerprint on each name.
"It's unfair!"
"It's really unfair, I didn't sell—"
“Zizizizi…”
An electric baton was used to poke him in the neck, knocking him unconscious.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but the trumpet sheep woke up and smelled smoke before he opened his eyes.
"A smoke?"
He opened his eyes and saw a young man in front of him, smiling at him harmlessly.
"You, I..."
Trumpet Sheep looked around and found that this was a hotel.
And the handcuffs had been removed. It was not the detention center he had imagined.
"Huian, Lei Zhen."
"Are you Lei Zhen?"
Hearing the other party's name, Trumpet Sheep looked shocked.
Of course he knew who Lei Zhen was. He had single-handedly defeated the Gao brothers and taken control of the entire Hui'an.
At the same time, he also started an investment business, was a guest of honor of Hui'an leaders, and set up a security company to whitewash all gang members.
It is not an exaggeration to describe Lei Zhen as covering the sky with one hand.
I just didn't expect him to be so young.
"Lei Zhen, is this what you did?" Trumpet Sheep stared at him intently.
"Yes, it was me." Lei Zhen nodded.
"Fuck, I have no grudge against you, why are you trying to harm me?" Trumpet Sheep angrily said, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Lei Zhen smiled and suddenly missed King Qin very much.
If the King of Qin were here, he would definitely climb up like a tiger, because this guy was cursing at someone's grandmother.
"Because I'm optimistic about you, haha."
Lei Zhen smiled and waved behind the door.
Bai Zhuo walked over and handed over the confession record.
"Grass!"
The trumpet sheep reached out and grabbed it.
“Swish!”
The knife flashed, and a hideous bloody wound was cut on his right palm, running across the palm.
"ah!"
A scream was heard, and Trumpet Sheep covered his bloody hand tightly.
Bai Zhuo put away the knife and handed the confession record to Lei Zhen.
"It's already polite of me not to ask for your hand." Lei Zhen said with a smile, "So don't get excited. First, I have high hopes for you, and second, I want to ask you for a favor."
"Of course, you can refuse, but that means this record will take effect immediately. Trumpet Sheep, you don't want me to help you take care of your wife, do you? Haha."
Trumpet Sheep knew that he was doomed, and also realized that Hui'an Lei Zhen was indeed no ordinary person, as he could actually get the police to help him do such a thing.
"I, Han Yang, admit defeat. What do you want?"
As the boss, you must have the ability to judge the situation and admit defeat when necessary, otherwise you will not live long.
Trumpet Sheep is very sensible.
"I'll help you unify Luyang City and become the underground emperor of Luyang." Lei Zhen took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Although you have the greatest power, you're still far from being able to cover the sky with one hand. I'm a warm-hearted person."
The trumpet sheep's face was full of vigilance, but that did not prevent the burning look in its eyes.
Being the boss is good, but being the underground emperor is more comfortable. But why should he help me?
"I want to buy some shares," Lei Zhen said, flicking off his cigarette ash. "You guys only know how to squeeze money out of the pockets of ordinary people, but you don't know how to pick the pockets of the rich. You are so stupid."
"you mean……"
"Are you interested in making money with me?"
Lei Zhen smiled and shook the notes in his hand, which immediately made Labayang nod repeatedly.
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