Chapter Twenty-Eight: Don't Be Afraid We're Good People

Liang Shan's ashes went to the grave and sealed the soil. Zhang Qilong personally lit the fruit incense candle and sprinkled wine in front of the grave. Only then did he say solemnly: "Mr. Liang, thank you for your great kindness, I, Zhang Qilong, have come to see you, and a little bit of gratitude even if I Zhang Qilong's is old." After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, the strong men opened the leather bags beside them, and inside were stacks of compacted yellow paper and incense candles.

Liang Shan smiled happily on the side, and secretly said that this old man was really on the road. The day before yesterday, when he was himself, the old guy asked him what he wanted to bring, and he casually said that he would just bring more paper money, but he didn't expect this Zhang Qilong to bring so much. Although he has high mana, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, and of course the more these things, the better.

And Director Shi on the side couldn't laugh or cry, this Zhang Qilong didn't know what kind of wind he was pumping, he actually drove a team of pickup trucks up the mountain, originally he still had the heart to mock two sentences, but now he knew that it was actually to load these paper money up the mountain.

Xiangwu couldn't help but look at the tomb with some doubts, and he didn't know what the dead Liang Shan had to do with the Qingyun Group, and he actually let Zhang Qilong and Yang Lao make such a big battle for this person.

"A prostration..."

As a pleasant sound echoed in the valley, Zhang Qilong and Yang Lao fell to their knees with the people behind them. After Huang Jing and Li Zhong were stunned for a moment, they hurriedly pressed the ignorant child next to them and knelt down. The person who shouted, Wu De, knew that it was Xia Yunnuo, the host of the provincial TV station, but he didn't want to come here to be the master of ceremonies. He looked pale at the black head in front of him, and knelt down in despair.

"Two Prostrations"

Another black pile of human heads slammed to the ground. Wu De's expression gradually became blank.

"Three Prostrations"

When Wu De stood up again, his legs and feet were already weak, and if it weren't for Wang Biao on the side to help him, he would have almost fallen. He turned his head to look at Wang Biao, who was mixed with him, and found that the other party was also trembling and trembling, and his face was full of horror.

Zhang Qilong led everyone to worship three times and then stood up, and after sweeping the audience with a sharp gaze, he said loudly: "Is there anyone named Wu De, get out of the old man!"

The audience was silent, and Wu De only felt that his throat was dry, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Who is Wu De?" Zhang Qilong shouted again.

Wu De's popularity was not good, although the onlookers in the orphanage did not speak, but they all looked at Wu De's location.

"You are Wu De, why can't you hear the old man's words?"

Zhang Qilong followed everyone's gaze to the location where Wu De was hiding, although there were five or six people there, Zhang Qilong stared at Wu De, who was pale with fright.

"Ah, it's not me!"

Wu De shouted in panic. Then I realized that the old man only glanced in this direction, but did not say that it was him. I don't think I'm recruiting myself.

"Good boy, dare to hide, I can see that you are not a good thing!"

Zhang Qilong didn't speak, but Yang Dahai behind him couldn't help but burst out. Then he stepped forward, came to Wu De first, grabbed Wu De's collar like a dead dog and dragged him to Liang Shan's grave, and raised his foot to kick his head.

"Angkor, save me!"

Wu De was stunned for a while, and his mind was desperately thinking of a way to get out. But after thinking about it, except for some friendship with Wu Gang on weekdays, there was no one else who could help him, so he asked for help in a panic.

When Wu De heard this, he even had the intention of killing Wu De. Especially when he saw the dissatisfaction of the majestic old man looking at him, he hated it even more. He didn't know who this old man was, but he knew that he was a big man by looking at Director Zhao's respectful face. Especially Wu De is a suspect, and at the critical moment, he actually asked for help from himself, the policeman, if Wu De really has a problem, he can't get rid of the relationship

"Stop!"

Wu Gang didn't make a sound, but a clear scolding voice came from behind him, Yang Dahai turned to look, but it was the beautiful policewoman who was scolding him angrily. In front of the public, being scolded by the woman in person, Yang Dahai couldn't help but blush, and then tilted his neck and retorted: "What do you know about this, this kid is ungrateful for money and murder, and I beat him to eliminate harm for the people!"

Shi Binglan listened, her plump chest rose and fell with anger, and just as she was about to say something, the majestic policeman in front of her spoke: "Elder Zhang, this is a bit too much." It's not the same as we said before. ”

"Hehe, what Brother Shi said is true. The sea is just a little disgusted, and of course the work of trying the case is still handed over to the younger brother. The sea lets people go."

Zhang Qilong played Tai Chi with a smile on his face, but he confirmed Wu De's crime first.

"Your name is Wu De, don't be afraid to come here, we are police. We don't spare a bad person, but we also don't wronged a good person. ”