Seeing Zhang Feng coming back, Lao Zhuang asked: "How is it? Let me take a look."
Zhang Feng lifted up his shirt, revealing the tattoo wrapped in plastic wrap.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You know this Taiguo man has such good tattoos, I even asked him to get one!" Lao Zhuang praised.
Zhang Feng put down his clothes and sat on the bed, smiling: "It's not too late if you want to do it now."
Lao Zhuang shook his head, with a hint of sadness in his expression. He lay back on the bed, sighed, and said: "Oh, forget it. My body has been tortured by the poison for a long time, and there is no trace of skin or bones left. nice."
Everyone who takes drugs knows the dangers of drugs, but the most terrifying part is having an irresistible dependence and being unable to stop.
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said: "Old Zhuang, you know the harm of poison better than anyone else, so just make up your mind to quit. Otherwise you will die from it sooner or later!"
"I also thought, well, stop talking and go to sleep!"
Lao Zhuang pulled up the quilt and covered his head, but he couldn't fall asleep. He didn't know how many times he made up his mind to quit, but when the drug addiction struck, he couldn't stop himself from relapsing!
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Yangcheng Drug Enforcement Administration Office.
"How is it? Has the insider conveyed the news?" Yuan Lang woke up from his sleep and asked.
Miao Junzhuo shook his head and said: "No news was sent back. I also tried to call the internal line as Xiao Luoluo, but I couldn't get through."
Yuan Lang's brows frowned slightly. It was not a good signal for the insider not to deliver news for a long time.
I don’t know how many insiders have been out of contact for a long time, and by the time they were discovered, they had turned into corpses.
"Don't think about the internal issues for the time being. Let's just do our job well. Anyone who stared at Sanniang Xu Ping didn't find anything. Did anyone find anything through her social connections?" Yuan Lang asked.
Now Yiguo Fresh Seafood City is a key clue in the hands of the police, and as the owner of the seafood city, the woman nicknamed Sanniang is also a key clue in the police's investigation.
Miao Junzhuo shook his head slightly and said: "There is no problem with Yiguo Fresh Seafood City for the time being. Our colleagues from the Economics Department have also arranged
I checked and found that I have not had any financial problems in the past five years. Sanniang's social relationship is not complicated. She works almost every day between two o'clock and one line. From home to the seafood city, she has not found anything else for the time being. "
Yuan Lang lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, frowning slightly.
Could it be that the drug dealer codenamed Huo Ye just appeared in Yiguo Fresh Seafood City by coincidence and had no connection with Sanniang
Intuition made Yuan Lang think that there must be some kind of connection between Mr. Huo and Sanniang, but now there is no evidence or clues to connect the two people.
"The tracking of Sanniang is still going on, but don't alert the snake. I don't believe that her fox tail can be hidden so well. Once it is exposed and we catch it, we will definitely be able to catch Mr. Huo!"
"Also, Junzhuo, you call the internal line every two days."
"Yes, I understand!" Miao Junzhuo nodded.
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Night once again enveloped the cruise ship at sea.
Zhang Feng had already torn off the plastic wrap on his body and washed away the blood that seeped out of his back with clean water.
The needle hole has stopped bleeding. It will take another four or five days for the scab to fall off and the tattoo will be completed.
"Let's go, Yuan Lang, didn't you say there is a black fist? Go and have a look." Lao Zhuang suggested.
"What's the point? What's the point of two big men fighting? If two women fight and tear each other's clothes off, it's still a point." Zhang Feng said disdainfully.
Lao Zhuang laughed and scolded: "You kid is so interested in women. Do you think it's just as simple as two gentlemen fighting? If that's true, can it be called a black boxing? Let's go and see, what if If you have good vision, you can still win a fortune! ”
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up. This was not a disguise, but a revelation of his true nature.
Zhang Feng had lived too many poor days since childhood, which gave Zhang Feng an infinite desire for money. Now that he had the opportunity to win a fortune, he naturally couldn't let it go.
Following Lao Zhuang into the boxing ring, he found that most of the drug dealers had already arrived and were sitting in the stands in twos and threes.
When Paozi saw Zhang Feng and Lao Zhuang walking in, he immediately greeted them.
After walking to Paozi and sitting down, Zhang Feng smiled and said:
"Brother Pao, are you so interested in black boxing?"
"Hehe, brother Zhang, I'm convinced that I'm convinced of you, but when it comes to skill, let alone you, everyone present is very confident, and there are really no two people who can catch my eye!" Paozi said unceremoniously, When he was a child, he spent several years in the Shaolin Temple and practiced hard kung fu with the old monk. Usually four or five big men couldn't get close to him.
"Brother Pao is not bragging. Everyone in the field of his skills knows it well and there is nothing to say." Lao Zhuang also praised him.
Baipi appeared again as if his ghost was still there, came over and sat in front of Zhang Feng, and said angrily: "Humph, it turns out that Mr. Huo's men are best at talking, and this flattery is across the way. I can smell the stink from so far away!”
"Baipi, what the hell are you talking about? If you don't accept it, you can argue with Brother Pao. There is a ready-made venue now. Do you have the guts?"
When Lao Zhuang heard Bai Pi say that he was flattering Pao Zi, he immediately became furious and said excitedly.
There was a sneer on his face, and he said disdainfully: "I know I am no match for Brother Pao, but are you, Lao Zhuang? I'm afraid your body has been hollowed out by now, right? How about the two of us give it a try?" "
Lao Zhuang's face turned red and he was speechless. He really didn't dare to agree to it.
Zhang Feng sneered twice, and he had already decided to offend Baipi to death. Now was the opportunity, so he said appropriately: "Fuck, even a pervert like you wants to compete with Lao Zhuang, so why don't you urinate and take photos?" Myself, with the way you are, I'm afraid you'll make others sick before they even hit you. Of course you win.
Why are you looking at me like that? If you don’t accept it, let’s have a showdown. If you can beat me, you will be qualified to challenge Lao Zhuang! "
His white-skinned face was distorted, and he stretched out his long white fingers and touched his neck.
There was a thin wound Zhang Feng left on him. Although it has healed now, Baipi has not forgotten it.
"Boy, don't pretend to be a B. If you hadn't attacked me sneakily, do you think you could have hurt me? Do you want me to have fun? When the show prepared by Uncle Sang is over, I will have a good time with you! Then even if you kneel down If you beg for mercy, I will tear off your foul mouth and make you understand that trouble comes from your mouth." Bai Pi sat down with a sneer.