Chapter 133: Violence Punishment (3 updates)

Chapter 133 Violence Punishment

The three policemen quickly walked out together. After Zeng Yuerong said a few simple words to him, he nodded to Li Weishui and said that he could go in.

Li Weishui walked to the training room sideways, and after exhaling outside the door, he calmed down and pushed the door open and entered.

"Haha... see who is here. Isn't this the great hero Li Weishui Shui? Why don't you have to save the world and change your career to interrogate the prisoner?" Wu Ming hung it on the table with a cold smile.

Li Weishui was wearing formal clothes because he was going to have a meeting with the doctor in the hospital today. He was taking off his coat and putting it on the chair, saying, "You are wrong. I'm not here to interrogate you, but to force you to confess."

"Ha ha……"

Wu Ming raised his head and laughed, and said in anger: "You... this is so funny. Do you really think that a serious criminal like me who is labeled as a death penalty will be afraid of your mere fist for confession?"

Li Weishui loosened the tie on his neck and said with a smile: "No, some people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that life is worse than death. Some people are afraid of death, but they live less than death. Which kind of person are you?"

Wu Ming lost his smile on his face, and he replied coldly: "I am neither of them. Do you want to see that I am that kind of person? Then show your skills."

It is inevitable to be tough. Wu Ming is also a gangster. Otherwise, the Sanhe would not have chosen him to be the successor. Although he was young and strong, he ended up falling into Li Weishui's hands, it does not mean that he is a useless person.

Wu Ming can describe his hatred for Li Weishui as being less tall than the sky. Looking at the disabled right hand, his face was as ferocious as a ghost, staring at Li Weishui fiercely, and he was unable to eat the flesh on his body raw.

"What? Do you hate me very much? Unfortunately, I may have to take my hatred for me to hell." Li Weishui pinched his hands, laughed happily, mocking Wu Ming's incompetence.

"Even if I go to hell, I will crawl back to seek revenge on you." Wu Ming said viciously with a gloomy face.

Li Weishui leaned against the chair and said funny: "You are all in hell? Even a small character like you can escape? Hey, stop dreaming, it's time to wake up."

Li Weishui said as he stood up and continued, "I am not here to recognize life with you, but to ask you a bastard, where is the antidote on Su Mei?"

"Haha...want to know? No way, I'll let you watch her slowly become a fool, and then slowly watch her die. Think about your sad expression in the future. At this time, I don't know how, but why did I feel that my eyes suddenly become brighter."

"Is that so? You haven't seen the darkness yet, why is there sunshine? Get up, it's good for you to warm up first." Li Weishui walked lightly, then turned around and said, "Anti-drug, say it, nothing will happen today. If you don't say it, I will make your blood stain this area red."

Wu Ming suddenly stood up, shrugged his shoulders left and right, and said coldly: "I still say the same thing. If you want to get what you want, please give me some skills and take a look."

The conversation in the training room surprised the police who was watching in front of the single-sided mirror. Finally, a policeman said dryly: "Director Zeng, I feel like we are shooting a gangster police film. Unfortunately, the camera is turned off. Otherwise, the conversation just now would be broadcast in the cinema without editing. It would definitely be a big shot."

Zeng Yue couldn't help but smile and said, "This is just the rhythm before the storm, and the good show is still coming."

"Then we have to take a picture quickly." The little policeman laughed and was about to turn on the camera. However, Zeng Yuerong was held back and said, "If this kind of belt is circulated, do you want me to step down?"

"Of course not. Director Zeng misunderstood. I was just talking and having fun." The little policeman was so scared that he hurriedly left the camera far away. He was so guilty that he could not afford it.

In the training room, Li Weishui put his forehand on the chair and smiled and said, "Wu Ming, you really don't cry until you see the coffin. Can you just want to eat the coffin and try to get a drink?"

Wu Ming stood up straight, leaned forward to Li Weishui and said, "You are the only one, I'm afraid you can't even afford to drink."

Li Weishui's face turned, and it turned into a cloudy and rainy moment. While stretching his feet and kicking it, he held the seat in his right hand and slashed it sideways, slashing it straight at Wu Ming's upper body.

Wu Ming had no time to dodge, so he had to turn his body and resist the attack with his back. After falling to the ground with a muffled groan, the guy was really tough and immediately turned over and wanted to stand up. Although his hands were handcuffed, his operation was still extremely fast.

Unfortunately, he met Li Weishui. Before Wu Ming could bear his head, Li Weishui hit his forehead with a kneecap. After screaming, he raised his head and fell down.

While struggling to turn over, Li Weishui stepped on his chest with heavy kick. With a "boom", Wu Ming directly spitted out a mouthful of blood.

"Why would I change the question? What's the toxin you injected into reporter Su's body? What's the name?" Li Weishui squatted down and asked sternly.

Wu Ming raised his eyes and smiled bitterly, and said, "I know that I just won't tell you, I'll beat me to death if I have the will."

Li Weishui stepped down his toes and stepped on Wu Ming's chest hard, and said calmly: "It's a good idea to kill you. I want to make you worse than death. I want to see if you bastard have the kind of people who have become the third type of people, and you are not afraid of death, nor are you afraid of life as worse than death."

Li Weishui said as he lifted Wu Ming, pushed him against the auditor's desk, pressed his head hard, allowing him to have close contact with the table and squeezed his face.

"Say or not?" Li Weishui said in a quiet tone.

Wu Ming closed his eyes and silently told Li Weishui the answer.

Li Weishui's eyes were on fire, and he grabbed Wu Ming's man and placed it on the table. Then, without saying a word, he quickly grabbed Wu Ming's little finger, twisted it hard, and immediately broke his little finger into three sections, leaving only one layer of connection.

Wu Ming was heart-wrenching in pain and wanted to exhale the pain, but was pressed tightly by Li Weishui. His hands were handcuffed, and his fingers were broken just now, so he couldn't exert any force.

"I'll ask again, do you want to say it or not?" Li Weishui reached out and tucked at Wu Ming's ring finger, ready to break the finger again.

When seeing this scene outside in front of the single-sided mirror, the four policemen were secretly frightened. Seeing that Li Weishui wanted to continue, the young policeman couldn't stand it just now and murmured: "No, we have to stop him from using this cruel method."

As he said that, the little policeman wanted to go in and pull Li Weishui away, but Zeng Yuerong stopped him and said, "If you can't bear to see, you can leave, it's not your turn to make decisions here."

Zeng Yuerong was angry about this young policeman who had just left the school gate for less than half a year. I really didn't know that this kid was a relative of the manager. He was so impatient and sent to the police station. Do you think he was too long to live?

"Director Zeng, he is forcing confessions like this, which is an unkind act of Taoism. We should stop it." The little policeman forced himself to calm down and explained Taoism.

"Xiao Li, the knowledge in books is not omnipotent. You are still young, and you will know in the future. Now you go down first. We can do the things here. Let's take a good rest." Don't let a middle-aged policeman pull the little policeman out of the door.

"I'm still a young boy, it will take some time to mature. Director Zeng should not be angry with him," said a smile to Zeng Yuerong when the middle-aged policeman walked back.

"Then you need to train yourself, Lao Zhou." Zeng Yuerong smiled, but then he thought, there was a big difference between people. Just say that Police Li just now, he was young and in his twenties, but he didn't do things for the occasion, regardless of the leader's face, and was completely like a fool. On the other hand, Li Weishui in the training room was also in his early twenties. But he was able to be so cruel, brave and wise, which is really not easy.

This may be like flowers in a greenhouse and wild flowers in the valley. Although the former seems brilliant, it cannot withstand the wind and rain. The latter seems ordinary, but it can still sway with the wind and rain in strong winds and rains, drift with the rain, and whistle with the long roar...

Li Weishui is the wild flowers that have experienced ups and downs. While blooming brilliantly, they have also been baptized by wind pedans. Now he has grown ripe fruits and welcomes the harvest of life...

Zeng Yuerong always felt that her life was very sad. When she felt happiest, bad luck came, making her lose her support for happiness. His husband made her lose her expectation for happiness, that was his son.

But at this moment, looking at Li Weishui in the single-sided mirror, Zeng Yuerong had an impulse. She wanted to know the boy's past and what kind of suffering he had experienced to grow so brilliantly.

How did he resist and what changed him?

And what about himself? Is it just as he said that he can change his own woman whose heart is dead?

Zeng Yuerong was looking at Li Weishui in the single-sided mirror, but she was thinking about her own life. Her future life was to continue to survive numbly, just to avenge her. Instead, she cheered up and started a new life. She had never thought about this problem. Li Weishui once told her that she also forgot about it in a blink of an eye. Today, for some reason, when she saw that Li Weishui could become cruel for the people around her, but she did not lose herself, she could be said to be shocked.

Revenge must continue, but your own life must continue, and you must change the way, a way to live truly. You must have friends, smiles, touches, and sadness...

That is what life is called, and the people who live are flesh and blood, not a walking corpse.

After untiing the knot in his heart, Zeng Yuerong gradually smiled, as bright as a flower.
Chapter completed!