Chapter 122: The Wicked Will Be Retributed

Chen Runze lifted the wine bottle on the table and glanced at Long Sanping lightly.

The temples on Long Sanping's head couldn't help but jump suddenly.

When he came to see Chen Runze today, he thought it would be a matter of course, so much so that he didn't even bother to bring his younger brother, so he just called two followers.

And the two attendants should be at the door of the restaurant now, laughing at each other with the beautiful waiter in the restaurant.

"What do you want to do, Chen Runze?" Long Sanping saw Chen Runze holding the wine bottle high, and shouted a little fiercely.

Chen Runze looked at Long Sanping's cowardly appearance and smiled coldly.

After that, Chen Runze made a move that Long Sanping never dreamed of.

That's right, Chen Runze actually smashed the wine bottle straight into his head.

"Bang." Suddenly, the bright red wine flowed down Chen Runze's brain.

At the same time, there was also Chen Runze's blood.

Bright red blood flowed down the side of Chen Runze's head.

All of a sudden, Long Sanping was a little confused, he thought that Chen Runze would smash the wine bottle on his head melon seeds, but Chen Runze smashed it on his own head, what does this mean?

Could it be that the way intellectuals apologize is so bloody?

"This should be enough for you to squat for a few years." Chen Runze looked at Long Sanping in front of him and said coldly.

When Long Sanping heard Chen Runze's words, he was happy all of a sudden.

"What do you say, just hit you, you want me to squat for a few years, are you sure you didn't wake up?" Long Sanping squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Runze with a smile and said.

Before, Long Sanping really beat people, but every time, he didn't have any.

But today, he didn't even touch Chen Runze with a finger, but Chen Runze wanted him to go to prison?

"Let me tell you, don't say that I didn't fight this time, even if it was me, what can you Chen Runze do to me?" Long Sanping looked at Chen Runze, looking like he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

But at this moment, the door of the private room was kicked open.

More than a dozen policemen armed with guns burst in.

Under normal circumstances, the police will never carry a firearm when arresting an ordinary criminal.

Since the police brought the firearms, it means that it doesn't matter if the gun actually goes off.

"What? What are you trying to do? Long Sanping looked at the policeman who rushed in, armed with a pistol, and hurriedly stood up and yelled.

But Mo Zhijie didn't give Long Sanping time to call at all, he slammed on the bridge of Long Sanping's nose with one *, and scolded coldly, "Get down for me." ”

The nose is a very sensitive part of the human body, and once it is hit hard, the pain is absolutely unbearable.

All of a sudden, Long Sanping's snot and tears poured out at the same time.

He suddenly lost the ability to resist, let Mo Zhijie's hand, and quickly handcuffed a silver glittering handcuff between his hands.

In fact, if the police want to give criminals a little bitter taste, it is extremely simple.

The handcuffs also come in different sizes and have calipers.

All you need to do is adjust the caliper to an extremely tight size, and the pain will be unbearable.

Mo Zhijie can be said to hate Long Sanping, a bastard, to the extreme, this bastard is a disaster for the people, it can be said that he is an out-and-out demon, a person like this is really chopped into dumpling filling, and Mo Zhijie will not be relieved.

Therefore, the handcuffs Mo Zhijie chose for Long Shan were also the smallest models, and at the same time, when he was handcuffed, he also used great strength.

"Ahhhh Fuck you, uncle. Long Sanping let out a heart-rending roar, and when Mo Zhijie handcuffed him just now, the pain almost melted him.

Mo Zhijie's movements were so rough that Long Sanping was a little skeptical that his arm was broken by Mo Zhijie.

"Be honest, dare to say one more word, and I'll make you suffer a little more." Mo Zhijie suddenly pressed Long Sanping's head on the tile.

This time, Long Sanping really had some meat and eight vegetables.

He even felt that his head was almost no longer his own.

The whole head was buzzing, and the front teeth were even more sore.

His entire facial features were stuck to the tile floor, and the blood gushing out of his nose continued to spread along the gaps in the tiles.

But even in this case, Long Sanping still did not let go of his arrogance.

"Mo Zhijie, you're fucking done, do you know who Lao Tzu's backer is, as long as that person exudes a little energy, he can make your dogecoin take off this police uniform, do you fucking know it?" Long Sanping shouted loudly in an extraordinarily vague tone.

Mo Zhijie glanced lightly, and Long Sanping, who was pressed on the tile floor at the moment, like a dead dog, smiled coldly.

Sure enough, a dog is a dog, and he simply can't understand it.

When will a person hit a dog?

As long as the dog encounters an attack, it will rise to attack, and whether it can win or not is never something that the dog's brain can figure out.

But people are different, and when people are attacked, they will fully weigh all the pros and cons.

Only when there is absolute certainty will one attack.

This is the difference between a human and a dog.

"Long Sanping, Qin Wenshan can't protect you this time, and even, he is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself." Mo Zhijie looked at Long Sanping in front of him and said in a cold tone.

After Long Sanping heard Mo Zhijie's words, his body was like an electric shock, although he was pressed against his body, he still struggled violently and shouted, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how could Qin Wenshan fall?"

Mo Zhijie saw Long Sanping's extremely disbelieving appearance, and then said coldly, "What's impossible, don't you know yet, Chen Runze's eldest brother is Wang Zhongshan, secretary of the Pu'an Municipal Party Committee." ”

In a word, it is like pronouncing Long Sanping's death sentence.

After Long Sanping heard Mo Zhijie's words, his body suddenly became weak, and his face was on the ground, as if he had lost all faith.

Man is actually a very strange creature, very fragile, but at the same time, very powerful.

When there is a sense of faith, it is often extremely powerful, but if there is no sense of faith, then people will also become vulnerable.

When Mo Zhijie saw Long Sanping's dejected appearance, he really couldn't mention how happy he was.

This Long Sanping has done all the bad things, who would have thought that he would also have today?

At this moment, a low shout sounded, "Brother Mo, have you had enough, I need gauze!" ”

As soon as Mo Zhijie rushed in, he put all his attention on Long Sanping's body, so that Chen Runze, who had opened a wine bottle on his head, had been in a situation where no one cared for him.