"Uncle, keep that guy locked up for me; I'll deal with him when I get back!"
Chen Zhihe was still very upset. He planned to use another method on that guy when he returned. When he dealt with Liu Ruoyun before, he used a method that was quite entertaining. He wetted the paper with water and stuck it on piece by piece. That was truly satisfying.
"Smack!"
A heavy slap sounded, followed by a bout of punching and kicking.
"Damn your whole family for eighteen generations, you got me killed! Can't you use your brain before catching people?"
Feng Musheng's leather shoe kicked Chen Zhihe hard again and again. As if that wasn't enough, he grabbed a stun baton and beat Chen Zhihe ferociously.
Chen Zhihe's hair stood up one by one.
Poor Chen Zhihe, not knowing if he was covered by bad luck today. What exactly was going on?
Ring ring ring...
A constant ringing of the phone echoed. Feng Musheng answered the call, and a barrage of angry cursing came from the other end.
