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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh brewing (four)(2/2)

Raising his hand, Han Mingzhi stared at Li Zaishi's face with any fluctuations in his expression.

Not beyond his expectations, when he heard Han Mingzhi's words, Li Zaishi showed a disgusting feeling and a hint of fearful palpitations.

"If you still choose to keep shutting up, boy, do you think you want to squat in there for a while?"

"you!"

This scared Lee Jae-suk and he no longer dared to remain calm. He immediately spoke, "You can't do this, you are a policeman."

"Yes, I'm a policeman, but sometimes I feel that there is no need to maintain human rights to scumbags because they are not worthy of human rights, they are all a group of guys who should go to hell."

Han Mingzhi looked at Lee Jae-suk coldly, "Don't think I'm joking. I'll do what I say. If you don't speak, you squat in it for an hour."

"I said, I said..."

Perhaps his previous experience gave Li Jae-shi too much of a shadow in his heart. Han Mingzhi threatened him like this, and his psychological defense suddenly collapsed and he honestly admitted his identity as a member of the snakehead gang.

"So, did your goods shipped from Thailand?"

"Yes, yes, but it's nothing to do with me. It's all led by Kim Won-jung. If you want to find it, look for him."

He abandoned himself and ran away. Li Zaishi was still stubborn before. Since he said it, he simply sold his former companions in a few words, and said all the beans as if they were pouring them out.
Chapter completed!
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