nged his ways. He still can't get over Si Tu Dian Mo and the others."Don't worry, whoever it is, your uncle will get revenge for you..."Yang Zixiong was mid-sentence, looking up when he saw Ye Bufan's...At the Chengdong District Police Station, Ye Bufan and his two companions were directly taken into an interrogation room. They weren't separated and held individually, but were kept together in the same room.

On the back wall of the interrogation room, there were eight large characters painted: "Confess leniently, resist strictly." Next to them hung several electric batons and rubber batons. In the center was an iron stool.

As there was only one chair, a young security guard at the door shouted to the three of them: "Behave yourselves and all get down on your knees."

Especially you, the big one, get down quickly.

"I haven't broken any laws, why should I bend down" Gao Daqiang said unhappily.

The young officer yelled, "I told you to squat, so just squat. Stop talking nonsense."

"I won't squat," Gao Daqiang, who was tall, strong-willed and stubborn, said.

"Kid, how long are you going to keep putting up a front"

A young police officer walked over and kicked Gao Dagang's knee hard with his foot.

Normally, this is a vulnerable area of the human body. A kick here could easily cause someone to squat down, or even kneel.

But Gao Daqiang was destined to be abnormal. His kick landed like a hammer against an iron wall, spraining his ankle instantly. He let out a howl of pain.

"Damn you, is this cast iron"

A young traffic policeman grimaced in pain, clutching his ankle.

Gao Jiajun said: "You're just randomly grabbing people. It was those people who came to our door and started trouble. You should be arresting them, not us. Is there any reason at all"

"Don't believe me Now, I'll make you all submit!"

The young traffic policeman, seething with anger, limped to the wall and reached out to grab a baton.

< When the button is pressed, a blue arc of electricity over a foot long crackles to life. >

"Kid, I bet you can't handle the electricity."

As he was about to call Gao Daqiang, the door creaked open and Tian Sheng and Zhang Hai Bin walked in.

"Alright, let's clean them up later."

Zhang Haibin stopped the young traffic policeman and then slapped several documents on the table. He said to the three people: "You three, hurry up and sign your names."

"I didn't expect this, the efficiency here is really high. They didn't even ask us a word and the statements are already done."

Ye Bufan said, picking up a document and looking at it. It was his own, and the basic meaning was that he, Gao Daqiang, and three others conspired to deliberately injure Tian Sheng.

He put down the materials and said with a mocking smile, "Are you crazy It was him who brought people to attack my restaurant, but now it's us three plotting to hurt him."

"Could we be Zhuge Liang, knowing he's going to cause a ruckus at my house"

Zhang Haibin didn't get angry, instead he said with a cold smile: "Boy, you talk too much. Just sign your name, what use is all this nonsense It only means you'll suffer."

At this moment, Gao Jiajun had also finished reading his share. He reached out and tore it to shreds, throwing it on the ground with a snap and saying, "This is how you treat ordinary people"

Zhang Haibin's expression changed instantly: "You even dare to tear up your confession Are you looking for death It seems I was too merciful to you."

Tian Sheng followed up and shouted, "That's right! People like this are lowlifes. We have to teach them a lesson."

Zhang Haibin waved his hand at several of his subordinates: "Treat them well!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, those people pulled out electric batons and rubber batons, charging towards him with menacing expressions.

Gao Jiajun angrily shouted: "I'll see who of you dares! Do you know who I am I am Gao Jiajun!"

Zhang Haibin said jokingly: "What's wrong with Gao Jiajun again Does he really think being named after a Hong Kong tycoon makes him somebody special!"

Although Gao Jiajun stated his name, he didn't think much of it. After all, the old man in front of him was dressed so ordinary that there was no way he could be related to Hong Kong's top ten richest people.

Gao Daqiang shouted: "My father is Gao Jiajun, the chairman of Kunpeng Group in Hong Kong City."

After all that had just happened, he had mentally accepted the fact that Gao Jiajun was his father.

Zhang Haibin and a few others first changed expressions, then burst into laughter.

"Tian Sheng said sarcastically, "You're such a big talker. This old geezer If he were the chairman of Kunpeng Group, my dad would be the world's richest person."

Hearing his son call him "Dad", Gao Jiajun's face lit up with joy, his heart filled with happiness. It seemed that Ye Bufan's plan had worked.

He shouted to several people: "I am Gao Jiajun from Hong Kong City. You will regret arresting me."

Zhang Hai Bin shouted: "That's enough, stop bluffing me here. Sign the papers quickly, or you'll have a hard time."

Gao Daqiang said, "These things weren't done by us at all. Why should we sign"

"Why Just because of this!"

The young traffic policeman, who had just been injured, had lost his patience. He raised the electric baton in his hand and struck Gao Daqiang with it hard.

But to everyone's astonishment, Gao Daqiang remained fearless. With a single hand, he grasped the electric baton as if the hundreds of thousands of volts had no effect on him at all.

Immediately after, with a snap, the electric baton was snapped in two and slammed violently onto the ground.

The young officer was taken aback at first, then shouted sternly: "You... are you rebelling"

"Damn it, I've had enough of you"

Gao Daqiang kicked him with one foot, sending him flying and crashing heavily into the wall behind him.

Looking at his son's formidable strength, Gao Jiajun nodded in satisfaction.

He was still a little worried that Gao Daqiang wouldn't be able to inherit his family business, but now it seems like there are no problems at all.

Zhang Haibin angrily shouted: "You guys know what you're doing This is the x police!"

"You've got it all wrong. It won't be long before I peel your skin off," Ye Bufan sneered coldly.

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

Zhang Haibin shouted to his men behind him, "What are you all looking at Follow me!"

These people received the order and rushed forward together.

But these people were no match for Gao Dagang. With a slight shake of his hands, the handcuffs tore apart like flimsy paper.

Then, with three or four movements, he snapped the electric baton and brought all these people crashing to the ground.

"You're all backwards, you believe me or I'll destroy you..."

Zhang Haibin flew into a rage, reaching for his gun at his waist. But before he could draw it, Ye Bufan slapped him hard across the face. Then, Gao Daqiang joined in with a flurry of punches and kicks.

Tien Sheng saw that things were not going well, he turned to run, but was kicked over by Gao Jiajun.

For a time, the three of them vented their anger, beating the people in the room until they cried for their fathers and mothers.

At that moment, the interrogation room's tightly locked door was kicked open from the outside. Then, Zhu Yucheng led his men in charging from outside.

Behind him followed Wang Jianfeng, the Director of the Public Security Bureau, and Li Tai, the Director of the Dongcheng District Police Branch.

Seeing the scene before them, everyone was stunned. They had originally thought that Ye Bufan and Gao Jiajun would be tortured when they were brought here, but they didn't expect this to happen.

Upon seeing Wang Jianfeng and Li Tai, Zhang Haibin immediately rushed towards them like he had seen a savior and cried out, "Chief Wang, Chief Li, these people are truly lawless! They attacked the police, hurry up and arrest them!"

Wang Jianfeng had basically understood what happened and roared, "Shut your mouth!"

"I!"

Zhang Haibin looked bewildered, clueless as to why the chief was so angry with him.

Read with joy, read with excitement!

( ) Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! the two fists landed on the opponent's abdomen, it was like hitting a steel plate, or crashing into a mountain.Not only did he fail to injure Ye Tian in any way, but he didn't even manage to make the...