Half an hour later, Zhang Ziwei walked out of the villa alone, his face calm.

Successfully bribing Duan Kun to kill the eldest son of the Eight-Faced Buddha did not bring him any sense of accomplishment, because this was what he expected.

A ton of highly pure goods as bait, coupled with a flatbread as an exclusive agent on Hong Kong Island, with Duan Kun's greed and IQ, it was only a matter of time before he fell into the trap.

After five years of confusion, he finally made up his mind to let the world give him an explanation.

He hated the Erawan Buddha because the reason why he was where he is today is because of this person.

But he married the daughter of the Erawan Buddha and became one of the most vicious and ruthless leaders of the Golden Triangle.

He also hated Ma Haotian and Su Jianqiu, although five years had gradually faded this hatred, but the knot in his heart couldn't be opened.

What he hates most is himself.

Over the years, he has killed people, stolen goods, and done a lot of hurtful things, and he is tired of himself, tired of all this.

He didn't want to be a sole trader, but he knew that he was no longer qualified to be a police officer.

He was miserable, he didn't know what he really was.

Every night for the past five years, he tortured himself, he resented, he feared, he went crazy, and only when he fought against Mena over and over again, the moment when the soul and body galloped together, could he find the meaning of his existence.

He was sure that he loved Menna, but he didn't dare to face Menna at all, because she was the daughter of the Erawan Buddha, because he only regarded Menna as a tool to vent his desires, as he sought comfort in inner peace.

He didn't want to live like this anymore.

He felt he should have died in the crocodile pool five years ago.

He's going to rectify it all.

Although, the price could be death.

But he was fearless.

Because of this world, he has no attachment.

Passing through the winding bluestone path, Zhang Ziwei flipped out of the railing with quick movements.

In the past five years, the only reason why he feels that he is not completely useless is that his marksmanship has become more and more accurate and his skills have become more and more agile.

He learned not to be frightened, he learned to forbear, he also learned to be cruel, and he learned when to endure and when to be cruel.

Stepping on the grass and passing through a palm grove, Zhang Ziwei appeared on the asphalt roadside.

Not far in front of him, a brown sedan was parked, which he had prepared for himself.

When he came to see Duan Kun this time, he didn't even tell his most trusted henchman who he had cultivated in the past five years, he finally decided to make a big fuss, he didn't want to make a mistake at the beginning.

Now it seems that things are going well.

Zhang Ziwei was already thinking about the plan for the second step in his mind as he walked to the car.

The eldest son of the eight-faced Buddha will go to Hong Kong Island to trade three days later, and the object of the transaction was originally negotiated by him, but his eldest brother picked peaches.

In the past five years, he has worked hard, and his three brothers-in-law have enjoyed it, I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened, and there are many things that are more excessive than this.

In the face of such bullying, he never said anything, but this time - he wanted their lives!

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhang Ziwei's eyes.

However, just as he reached out to pull the car door, the car door suddenly opened on its own, and a black hole muzzle came out of the car, aiming it at his head.

Zhang Ziwei suddenly froze, and his head was blank for a moment.

The back door of the car opened, and two big men got down, and quickly snatched his mobile phone and gun from him, and then handcuffed his hands.

During this process, Zhang Ziwei didn't say a word, biting his lips tightly, and his face was pale.

He didn't know what was wrong, could it be that Duan Kun betrayed him?

At this moment, a black off-road car slowly approached from the other end of the road and slowly stopped beside him.

The window rolled down, and a young man with gold-rimmed eyes looked him up and down, and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Yan wants to see you." ”

Mr. Yan?

Zhang Ziwei's face showed an extremely stunned expression.

Taegyong Police Station.

Bang!

Kun Tai's office door was violently kicked open from the outside, and several police officers swarmed in.

Startled, Kun Tai jumped up from his chair in surprise, and suddenly pulled the wound on his left shoulder, causing him to grin and scream in pain.

The police opened the door, and Huang Langdon was pushed in a wheelchair with his upper body wrapped like a mummy.

Kun Tai exclaimed angrily, "Huang Langden! What are you doing? ”

"What am I going to do?" Huang Langdon sneered, "What did you do, don't you know?" ”

"What did I do?" A trace of panic flashed in Kun Tai's eyes, could it be that Huang Langden discovered a friendly battle with the director's wife last night when he was injured?

Damn, I told that woman that she couldn't do it in the hospital, that woman had to find a thrill......

"Pretend, pretend!" Huang Langdon stretched out his hand, and the policeman on one side hurriedly put a cigar in his hand.

Huang Langdon held a cigar and sneered: "You and ......"

Then he froze, threw his cigar to the ground, and shouted angrily at his subordinates: "Communication records! What I want is a communication log! ”

The subordinate hurriedly handed him the two pieces of paper in his hand.

Huang Langden held the paper and continued to sneer: "How many times have you spoken to Tang Ren, don't you need me to say more?" Should I praise you for being bold, or should I call you incorrigible for being incorrigible? You're also a detective, don't you know to change your mobile phone and report to Tang Ren again? Yes? ”

Crash!

He threw the two pieces of paper into the air, glared at Kun Tai and said viciously, "What else do you have to say?" ”

Kun Tai was stunned for a long time, and suddenly slapped himself on the head, with a look of chagrin.

"No......" he tried to argue, "I called Tang Ren, mainly to persuade him to turn himself in......"

"Aha!" Huang Langden laughed strangely and said disdainfully: "You don't need to explain it to me, you still have to think about how to explain it to the director!" ”

"The Director will definitely believe me!" Cold sweat flowed from Kuntai's forehead.

"No, I don't believe it!" A deep voice came from outside.

Then, the director appeared at the door of the office on a balance bike.

His face was dark, black and green.

"Tang Ren killed people and stole Mr. Yan's gold, the evidence is conclusive!" The director glared at Kun Tai fiercely, "As a detective, you actually reported to the criminals, saying, do you also have a share of the gold?" ”

"No, Director, I've wronged me!" Kun Tai hurriedly explained, "I called Tang Ren, I really persuaded him to turn himself in, and according to what he said, he was also wronged, he was framed." ”

After a pause, he suddenly pointed at Huang Langden: "It's him!" In fact, it was Huang Langdon who stole the gold! He was in such a hurry to arrest Tang Ren, just wanted to kill Tang Ren and extinguish his mouth! ”

Huang Langden was originally looking at Kun Tai with disdain, but at this moment, when he heard that Kun Tai was actually talking nonsense and framing him, he was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop.

"What are you—" He pointed at Kun Tai angrily, his hands trembling, "Kun Tai, do you still want to be shameless?" ”