Zheng Song moved over step by step.

Very reluctant, but had to come.

He saw Zhang Yong cleaning up other policemen. He was worried that he would be next.

For a moment, Zheng Song felt that he was in danger.

This Zhang Yong is so cruel.

If he really beats people, his subordinates are also a bunch of beasts.

All of them looked young, but the beatings were very brutal. Their heads were badly bruised and bloody.

Brutal.

Too cruel.

It's terrible to fight against such people.

However, he wanted to give in and surrender, but he couldn't live with it in terms of face, so he struggled.

"come over!"

Zhang Yong raised his tone.

Zheng Song couldn't help but trembled with his legs. He hurried over.

Zhang Yong is smiling but not smiling.

Staring at each other darkly.

In fact, he didn't make any deliberate moves. It was entirely the other person's imagination.

"Did your brother-in-law answer the phone?"

"……No."

"Oh, that means your brother-in-law went to have sex with other concubines. He forgot about your sister."

"..."

Zheng Song's face was tense and ugly, but he didn't dare to have an attack.

Zhang Yong is so cruel, how dare he attack?

I could only feel my heart stabbed secretly. I was stabbed again and again. It was so miserable.

In fact, he himself was very confused. He had clearly reported his identity, so why didn't the director answer the phone?

Didn’t I say well before that I could come to him if I had anything to do?

Why did Zhang Yong become invisible when he heard his name?

"Xiao Zheng!"

Zhang Yong spoke with sincerity and a sneer on his lips.

This guy really thought it was a dish. He really thought Cao Jianzhang would listen to him.

What a big joke.

It is estimated that Cao Jianzhang did not dare to speak out after hearing his name.

Over there, Li Boqi must have started to manipulate the opponent. It is impossible for Cao Jianzhang not to feel it at all.

If he was really that stupid, he couldn't be the police commissioner.

"do what?"

Zheng Song responded calmly and unhurriedly.

Suddenly, two agents came up and clamped him on both sides.

Zhang Yong picked up the insole specially designed for beating people and slapped him twice. His cheeks suddenly became red and swollen.

"you……"

"I'm here to remind you to position yourself correctly in the future."

"you……"

"You have to thank me. If I report it, you will be shot directly. Who do you think Lao Chiang is? Go ask your cheap brother-in-law if he dares to say such a thing."

"I……"

"Slap yourself twenty times and hit you hard. Otherwise, I will drag you to the beach and shoot you."

"What? How dare you..."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

He hit the insole twice again.

Instantly, the cheeks on both sides became even more swollen and redder than pig liver. They were dark red and shiny.

"I told you to slap your own lips. Didn't you hear clearly?"

"I, you dare..."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The result was another wild slap.

Since you don't want to slap the words yourself, then Zhang Yong will do it for you.

After the beating, Zheng Song fell into a coma.

Zhang Yong put away his insoles.

Fainted?

Okay! It’s good to faint. It’s good to be knocked unconscious.

After you wake up later, go back to your cheap brother-in-law and tell him that I, Zhang Yong, beat you.

If your brother-in-law is stubborn, you can come to me for revenge.

"gone."

"Investigate the case!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He no longer looked at Zheng Song who was unconscious on the ground. He looked like a dead dog.

Zhu Yuan had already asked the patrolman to get out of the way.

Soon, Zhang Yong and Lin Beiqiu entered the depths of the concession. Catherine followed closely.

The policemen no longer dared to be lazy and hurriedly followed.

Even Zheng Song was knocked unconscious. They weighed it themselves. How dare they hit Zhang Yong's gun?

"Detective Lin, do you have any clues?"

"Jialuobu Village."

"what name?"

"Jialuobuzhuang. An Indian shop."

"oh."

Only then did Zhang Yong understand.

Let’s just talk about how Chinese people come up with such names.

It turned out to be the third brother from India.

Now the third brother in India actually feels good about himself.

After all, it was a colony of the British Empire. The British Empire did spend some money on its construction.

Objectively speaking, some parts of India are actually quite developed now.

Some Indians have received education, medical care, and technology, and gradually feel that they are superior to others. In the British Concession, except for the British and French first-class citizens, Indians can be regarded as second-class citizens.

How high are the Chinese people? Sorry, the lowest class.

Jialuobu Village is very big and business seems to be pretty good. There are many rickshaws coming and going.

A large amount of cotton cloth was transported from the dock, then entered the cloth shop, and then dispersed to various places. According to history books, it was the mechanical manufacturing industry that gradually destroyed the handicraft industry.

These cotton cloths are all shipped from India. India has very rich cotton resources. The British built weaving factories there, using high-tech hydraulic looms and other high-tech products to produce large quantities of cotton cloth. The quality of the cotton cloth produced is good.

The cost is low, even if it is transported thousands of miles to Tianjin Wei, there is still considerable profit.

Because it was cloth transported by foreigners, it was also called foreign cloth.

In big cities, foreign cloth has basically occupied the entire market. Traditional home weaving is no match at all.
To be continued...