Chapter 427

Half an hour later, Zhang Ziwei came out of the villa alone, looking calm.

Successfully bribed Duan Kun to kill the eldest son of the eight faced Buddha did not bring him any sense of achievement, because this was what he expected.

It's only a matter of time before a ton of high-purity goods are used as bait, plus a big cake with an exclusive agent on Hong Kong Island. With Duan Kun's greed and IQ, it's just a matter of time.

After five years, he finally made up his mind to let the world explain to himself.

He hates the eight faced Buddha because he has come to this end because of this man.

But he married the daughter of the eight faced Buddha and became one of the most vicious and ruthless sole traffickers in the golden triangle.

He also hates Ma Haotian and Su Jianqiu. Although the hatred has been gradually weakened in five years, the knot in his heart can't be broken.

What he hates most is himself.

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

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

He had a hard time. He didn't know what he was.

Every night in the past five years, he has tortured himself. He resents, fears and goes crazy. Only when he resists the lingering death with Mina again and again, and the soul and body gallop together, can he find the meaning of his existence.

He was sure that he loved Mina, but he didn't dare to face Mina at all, because she was the daughter of the octahedral Buddha, because he only regarded Mina as a tool to vent his desire and as a comfort to seek inner peace.

He doesn't want to live like this anymore.

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

He wants to correct all this.

Although, the price may be death.

But he was fearless.

Because of this world, he has no attachment.

Through the winding bluestone path, Zhang Ziwei quickly turned over from the railing.

In the past five years, the only reason that made him feel that he was not completely abandoned was that his shooting skills became more and more accurate and agile.

He learned not to be surprised by flattery or humiliation. He learned to endure and be cruel. He also learned when to endure and when to be cruel.

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

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

When he came to see Duan Kun this time, he didn't even tell his most trusted confidant in the past five years. He finally decided to make a big noise. He didn't want to make mistakes at the beginning.

Things are going well now.

Zhang Ziwei was already thinking about the second step in his mind as he went to the car and the prelude.

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

Over the past five years, he has worked hard and enjoyed the success of his three eldest brothers. I don't know how many times this has happened. There are many things more excessive than this.

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

A trace of cruelty flashed in Zhang Ziwei's eyes.

However, just as he reached out to open the door, the door suddenly opened itself, and a black muzzle came out of the car and aimed at his head.

Zhang Ziwei suddenly froze, and there was a momentary blank in his head.

The back door of the car opened and two big men came down. They quickly searched him for his cell phone and gun, and then handcuffed his hands.

In the process, Zhang Ziwei said nothing, clenched his lips and turned blue.

He doesn't know what went wrong. Did Duan Kun betray him?

At this time, a black cross-country car came slowly from the other end of the road and stopped slowly beside him.

When the window rolled down, a gentle young man with gold rimmed eyes looked at him up and down, and said expressionless, "Mr. Yan wants to see you."

Mr. Yan?

Zhang Ziwei's face showed an expression of extreme amazement.

Taijing police station.

Bang!

Kuntai's office gate was violently kicked open from the outside, and several policemen swarmed in.

Kuntai was startled and jumped up from his chair. He immediately affected the wound on his left shoulder. He bared his teeth and shouted in pain.

The police let the door open. Huang langdeng was in a wheelchair, his upper body wrapped like a mummy, and was pushed in.

Kuntai shouted angrily, "Huang langdeng! What are you doing? "

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

"What did I do?" There was a flash of panic in Kuntai's eyes. Did Huang Landon find out that he was injured and had a friendly war with the director's wife last night?

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

"Dress, dress!" Huang langdeng stretched out his hand, while the policeman hurriedly put a cigar in his hand.

Huang langdeng held up his cigar and sneered: "you and..."

Then, with a stagnant look, he threw his cigar on the ground and shouted at his men in shame and anger: "communication record! I especially want communication records! "

His men hurriedly handed him two pieces of paper in their hands.

Huang Landen held up the paper and continued to sneer: "how many times have you talked with Tang Ren? Don't I have to say more? Should I praise you for your boldness or call you hopelessly stupid? You are also the detective. Don't you know to change your mobile phone and report to Tang Ren? Ah? "

WOW!

He threw the two pieces of paper into the air, stared at Kuntai and said fiercely, "what else do you have to say?"

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

"No..." he tried to explain, "I called Tang Ren mainly to persuade him to come back and turn himself in..."

"Aha!" Huang Landon smiled strangely and disdained to say, "don't explain to me. You'd better think about how to explain to the director!"

"The director will certainly believe me!" Kuntai's forehead was sweating.

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

Then, the director rode a balance car and appeared at the door of the office.

His face was black and green.

"Tang Ren killed and stole Mr. Yan's gold. The evidence is conclusive!" The director glared at Kuntai. "As an inspector, you tipped off criminals and said, do you have a share of gold?"

"No, chief, I am wronged!" Kuntai hurriedly explained, "I called Tang Ren and really advised him to turn himself in. According to him, he was also wronged. He was planted and framed."

After a pause, he suddenly pointed to Huang langdeng: "that's him! In fact, it was Huang langdeng who stole the gold! He was so anxious to catch Tang Ren that he wanted to kill Tang Ren! "

Huang langdeng was disdaining to look at Kuntai. At the moment, when he heard that Kuntai was full of nonsense and framed him, he was so surprised that his chin was almost falling off.

"What are you --" he was so angry that he pointed to Kuntai and his hands trembled, "Kuntai, do you want to be shameless?"