Zhang Feng turned a deaf ear to his question.
Reach out and plug in the water heater and adjust the temperature to one hundred degrees Celsius.
He said, "Lao Zhuang, how long does it take for the water heater to heat the water to 100 degrees Celsius?"
The water sprayed from the shower head drenched Lao Zhuang until he was drowned. The blood from the wound on his face was also washed away, leaving the exposed flesh white and miserable.
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Lao Zhuang's eyelids twitched twice. It takes three to five minutes for the water heater to reach 100 degrees Celsius. By then, the water flowing out will not be cold water, but boiling water!
"Second brother, please let me go. I have no choice. My parents are also in the hands of Mr. Huo. There is no way. Otherwise, I won't be able to tell Mr. Huo about your wife. Please, let me go. !" Lao Zhuang thought Zhang Feng was because of 'Little Luo Luo', so he explained and begged.
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, reached out and pulled off his clothes, revealing his skinny body, and said with a sneer: "I am a policeman, think about it carefully, what I want to know, I will ask you again in five minutes!"
Amid Lao Zhuang's dumbfounded expression, Zhang Feng walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.
Sitting on the blood-stained sofa, Zhang Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed Yuan Lang's number.
Connected.
"Lao Zhuang has been with Mr. Huo for some years, so he should know a lot of things. I have already taken action against him to see if I can dig out any information. Mr. Huo's goods will arrive at the customs tomorrow, and Paozi has also arranged for people to keep an eye on him at the customs. , they are most likely to take action on the way, and they must disperse the pedestrians to avoid accidental injuries!”
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Yuan Lang stood up and shouted: "You took action against Lao Zhuang? It's really too reckless. What if you alert the snake at this time? When the time comes, Mr. Huo gets wind of it and evades this responsibility. Can you take responsibility?"
The accusation made Zhang Feng's face darken, and he said in a cold voice: "I am the undercover agent in the drug cartel, not you, so you are not qualified to say such things to me. I naturally have reason and confidence to touch Lao Zhuang. I won’t alarm Mr. Huo, just do your own thing!”
Yuan Lang now has the urge to smash the phone. These soldiers are as smelly and hard as the stones dropped in the pit!
He took two deep breaths to calm down his emotions and said, "I understand, please be careful!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng looked at the time and saw that only one minute had passed.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, held it in his mouth, leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.
During this period of time, he was undercover in the drug cartel, and his heart was always high and tight for fear of being exposed. Now that Lao Zhuang has been subdued, and the police are preparing to close the net, Zhang Feng can finally relax a little.
"Ah - it's burning me to death, ah, kill me, ah!" A pig-like cry came from the bathroom. Although the sound coming from the bathroom door was very small, the cruelty could still be heard. .
He stood up and opened the bathroom door, which was filled with mist.
Turn on the exhaust fan to remove the mist.
Lao Zhuang kept twisting his body in an attempt to break free, and the boiling water poured on his head and body.
His whole body was covered with blisters caused by boiling water, just like a toad's back.
Seeing Zhang Feng open the door, Lao Zhuang begged weakly: "I'll tell you whatever you want to know. I'll tell you everything. Turn off the water..."
After closing the valve on the shower head, Zhang Feng said: "Lao Zhuang, why did you shoot that policeman and do it in front of me when you were so good? You were raised by your mother and father, so you just killed him like that. "Have you ever thought about his family and parents?"
Zhang Feng still remembers the policeman shot and killed by Lao Zhuang at the Langfang City Bus Station. He looked about the same age as himself.
"I thought they were here to arrest me, so I shot. What exactly do you want to know?" Lao Zhuang said with twitching body.
Zhang Feng frowned. He didn't expect that Lao Zhuang's drug addiction would break out at this time.
"Tell me everything you know about Mr. Huo!"
"I followed Mr. Huo three years ago. Mr. Huo rarely goes out for activities. He is either in the villa or at Yiguo Fresh Seafood City!..."
Lao Zhuang kept talking about the news about Mr. Huo intermittently, and he had no reservations.
Because the feeling of being scalded by boiling water had completely broken through the defense line in his heart.
Zhang Feng's frown deepened, because from Lao Zhuang's words, he came to the conclusion that the old man he saw was 100% not Mr. Huo, but someone else!
Taking out his mobile phone and dialing Yuan Lang's number again, Zhang Feng said: "That old man is not Mr. Huo! He is someone else, specifically.
I don’t know who it is yet! "
"Okay, I understand. I will sort out the situation I have now and see if I can find any clues!" Yuan Lang said.
Lao Zhuang's head tilted to one side, twitching constantly, and the chair that tied his hands and feet shook and rattled.
He looked at Zhang Feng with extreme pleading, "Give me...poison, please...you, please, give it to me!"
Zhang Feng was too lazy to pay attention, picked up wet pieces of clothes from the ground and blocked his mouth.
Locking the bathroom door from the outside, Zhang Feng walked into the bedroom and fell on the bed.
Drowsiness came over me, and I fell asleep within two minutes.
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In the middle of the night, he was awakened by the ringing of the phone, and Zhang Feng answered the phone.
"I, the King of Hell, will return to the team immediately!" The cold voice of the King of Hell came out of the receiver.
"Yes!" Zhang Feng jumped up from the bed as a reflex.
"The police have rushed to your location. Just hand over the person in your hand to them." After saying that, the King of Hell hung up the phone!
After waiting for about ten minutes, plainclothes police knocked on the door, but no one responded.
With a gentle push, the door opens.
There is a note on the bathroom door: "Lao Zhuang is in the bathroom!"
Zhang Feng quickly went downstairs through the fire escape with his backpack on his back, walked into the parking lot, started Laozhuang's SUV, and went straight to the Yangcheng Drug Enforcement Agency.
Entering the office, there were only six soldiers covered in oil paint, including the King of Hell.
"Welcome back to the team!" said the King of Hell.
"What a good boy!" The judge walked over and gently hit Zhang Feng on the chest with his fist.
"Good job!" Li Jian patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder. He never expected that the gangster he was ordered to observe secretly would one day be able to go undercover into a drug cartel and successfully complete the task.
Wen Kaiqi, Chai Chong, and Monkey all came over and saluted.
"Zhang Feng, congratulations on passing the hell gate on Huangquan Road and officially becoming a member of the Huangquan team!" said the King of Hell. He picked up the brand-new combat uniforms stacked on the table and walked towards Zhang Feng. On top of the combat uniforms were placed the belongings of Huangquan. The team's brochure - a sharp sword stuck in the evil spirit's head!
Zhang Feng's astonished expression showed whether he was happy or sad. He passed Huangquan Road like this, and the result came too suddenly.