"Exquisite?" Wang Dequan laughed at Du Qing. He felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart when Du Qing was punished. When he was a young policeman, Du Qing was arrogant and didn't take them seriously at all. He went to his place to collect some protection fees - oh, no, it was management fees, and Du Qing dared to order his subordinates to carry him out and throw him on the street.
As time went by and his position rose, it became harder for him to let go of that incident. It was like a fish bone stuck deep in his throat that could neither come out nor go down.
Du Qing, he is a gangster leader, why dare he treat me like this
He held a grudge for many years and waited for many years.
If Du Qing had not surrendered himself this time, if someone had not wanted to trample him to death, he would never have revealed his dissatisfaction with Du Qing at all - after all, he is now a famous business tycoon.
However, he happened to offend someone he shouldn't offend, he happened to have to turn himself in to the police station, and someone happened to send him right under his nose - with so many things added together, if he didn't know how to seize the opportunity, he would have suffered in vain for so many years.
Now, Du Qing's life and death were in his hands. He could have someone beat him to death -- or he could have just had a heart attack. Anyway, he had checked Du Qing's information, and found that Du Qing had a lot of minor problems.
Wang Dequan seemed to have heard the best joke in the world. He held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He said, "Respectful? Did I hear correctly? A gangster leader told me that I don't respect respectful? What is that? It's like a murderer telling us that you don't respect the law. Hahaha, Du Qing, are you getting old and confused? How can you have the nerve to say such a thing?"
"You don't care about manners." Du Qing didn't smile. His forehead was covered in blood, and the blood was running down his cheeks, giving him a sad and sinister temperament. "You didn't care about manners back then, and you still don't care about manners now."
Du Qing looked at Wang Dequan and said, "Do you know why I had you thrown out? When others came, I always gave them cigarettes and good wine, and I would not give less than a penny. But you are different from them. You don't care about it. You directly raised the amount we should pay to twice. You broke the rules. If I promised you that time, you would quickly increase the amount to four times, eight times, sixteen times - until the amount we can't afford. Gang members are also human beings. They also need to watch the place, wash dishes, and serve customers to make money - you took so much directly, how can you let them live?"
"What happened back then is long gone. I'm talking about now—"
"As the saying goes, you can tell a person's future from the age of three. You are still the same as you were then." Du Qing had a smile on his face, as if he was mocking Wang Dequan's lack of progress. "You are still not very particular. You should know that when everyone's status reaches a certain level, everyone should part ways amicably, and harmony brings wealth, right? I know you have a heavy responsibility, so I won't make it difficult for you. I will explain everything I should explain, and my explanation is equivalent to an explanation for you above -"
Du Qing shook his head slightly and said, "I think about you, but you don't think about me at all."
He turned around to look at the two men in black behind him who were in charge of the torture and said, "What is this? Torture?"
"You are not smart, so I have to find a way to make you smarter." Wang Dequan said in a cold voice. He didn't like Du Qing's eyes, he didn't like Du Qing's smile, he didn't like that Du Qing dared to treat him with such eyes even though he was already a prisoner. "Du Qing, if you wake up, tell us the truth, tell us the truth - is there someone who instructed you to do those things? Is there anything else you are hiding from us?"
"Wang Dequan, I can tell you frankly that Fang Yan is a good man, a good man who will go to heaven even if he dies in the future. He would not order me to do those things. If he knew that I did those things you took for granted, he would immediately break up with me. In this world, not all successful people are as dirty as you think, and not all people are as unscrupulous as you think. I have said what I should say. I will not tell you a word of what you want to hear."
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it-----"
"Alright, alright----" Du Qing waved his hands. The shackles on his hands rattled as he waved his arms. "I know these lines better than you do, and I can speak them with more power than you. What are you going to do? Let's get started."
"He has guts and is loyal." Wang Dequan clapped his hands and laughed. Soon, his expression turned gloomy and he shouted, "Loosen his muscles and wake him up."
boom----
Another iron rod hit Du Qing's back. No, it hit the discarded newspapers on his back.
boom----
boom----
boom----
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The sticks hit him again and again, and each time Du Qing staggered and fell forward. His chest bones hit the iron table with a "pop" sound, and soon he straightened his spine and sat up.
After being hit dozens of times, Du Qing's reaction speed became slower and slower, and it took him longer and longer to get up.
However, every time, when the iron rod behind him knocked him down, he would always sit up straight again with his head held high.
Before, he was just vomiting blood from his mouth, but now even his nostrils and eyes are starting to bleed.
His internal organs were severely injured and the bones in the back of his body were about to break.
This was a special form of torture that would smash the bones and internal organs but leave no visible external injuries. Du Qing knew that he might really be beaten to death by them.
boom----
He was hit with a stick again from behind.
Du Qing's head was on the table in front of him, and he didn't move for a long time.
Wang Dequan walked up to Du Qing, stretched out his hand to grab his hair and pulled his head up. Looking at his miserable appearance with blood all over his face, he said in a cold voice: "Du Qing, you should have known the current situation, right? Some people want you dead, and I don't want you to live either. Just tell me, and I'll give you a way out. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the dignified Qinghong boss has to endure such humiliation. Even I can't bear to see it. Du Qing, tell me, and I'll give you dignity. Live or die. I'll let you live with dignity."
"Wang Dequan----" Du Qing opened his heavy eyelids, looked at the ferocious man in front of him, and said, "You are not polite."
"Yes, I don't care." Wang Dequan did not deny it.
"If you don't care, I can't care either--" Du Qing said. "Do you know who I am?"
"You are Du Qing, the famous gangster leader in Huacheng----"
"Yes, I am Du Qing, a famous gangster leader in Huacheng. Tell me, if I die in your hands, what will you do?"
Wang Dequan grinned coldly and said, "Du Qing, what's the matter? Are you really going to threaten me? Don't you think about it? You are a dying man, what qualifications do you have to threaten me?"
"Wang Dequan, do you know? Although I, Du Qing, have had countless women, I have never been married in my life----"
"I know, you're a playboy. Men like you who have done so many bad things are afraid that the sons you give birth to will be without assholes----"
"I don't have a wife or children, so I don't have any scruples -- Wang Dequan, you do. You are different from me."
"What do you mean?" Wang Dequan's face froze and he asked in a deep voice.
"You are unrefined, so I can be unrefined to unrefined people. Wang Dequan, I believe you. I may die here. But have you ever thought about it? I have tens of thousands of disciples and followers. Can you catch them one by one? Kill them all one by one? You can't catch them all, and you can't kill them all. As long as there is one fish that slips through the net, they will find your family, your wife and children. "
"Wang Dequan, no one has ever said this to you, right? To be honest, although I am a gangster leader, I think we should be decent in our conduct. I believe that everyone should take responsibility for their own mistakes, and the consequences should not affect their wives and children. Therefore, I have never said such words to anyone else. I think it is unstyled and embarrassing."
"But, today --" Du Qing coughed violently. He covered his mouth with his hands, and his palms were full of fresh blood. He propped himself up with his elbows on the table, and slowly raised himself up.
He smoothed his hair to make it less messy, and forced himself to straighten his back again.
The plaid striped vest he wore was clean and straight, making him look elegant, and his black suit and black windbreaker were stained with blood, but he still looked gentlemanly.
He looked at Wang Dequan, his voice hoarse but incomparably firm: "Today I will make an exception - Wang Dequan, I, Du Qing, have reserved your wife and children."
"You -- you are threatening me -- you --"
Du Qing no longer looked at Wang Dequan, but turned to look at the two tall men who were torturing him, and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I don't want to trouble you two. You two should take a break. I'll do it myself."
The two tall men looked at Du Qing's calm and stern expression and couldn't help but take a step back.
At this time, Du Qing had an intimidating aura.
Just like a vicious tiger, even if it is seriously injured, it will never allow those chickens and dogs to invade it.
"Thank you." Seeing the two tall men step away, Du Qing grinned at them.
Then he slammed his head on the iron table in front of him.
Bang-----
Bang-----
Bang-----(To be continued)