Chapter 762: Private Interview on WeChat

Everyone finally got the yellow-haired young man into the car after lifting and dragging him. However, as soon as the car started, the yellow-haired young man let out a shrill scream, straightened up, and ran out of breath. It turned out that his stomach was burst, and all the gastric acid entered the abdominal cavity, causing extensive abdominal inflammation, scurvy, and shock reactions, and he soon lost his life.

Looking at the body that was getting colder, "Brother Hai" felt uncomfortable all over. He waved his hand feebly: "Take it away and find a place to bury it."

Huang Mao's body was carried out, and the young man who was with Huang Mao asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Hai, what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Brother Hai was furious and said viciously, "If it doesn't mean someone dies, what are you afraid of? Everything remains the same!"

Then, as if to embolden himself, he shouted sharply in the direction of the big factory: "Don't say there are ghosts in the world, I am not afraid of ghosts. Ghosts are also afraid of evil people. I am an evil person!"

Hearing the harsh words of "Brother Hai", Zong Yuan curled his lips. He knew that the other person was actually afraid, and murmured: "I am not a ghost, but a villain who specializes in torturing animals."

After lunch, Zongyuan asked Xiaoqiang through the earphone to arrange nearby members of the Fugui Gang to listen to his orders at any time. Meicheng is a second-tier city, and the wealthy gang here is very powerful. More than a thousand people soon gathered, and they followed orders in batches within ten kilometers of the large factory.

At the same time, members of the Fugui Gang from several nearby cities also arrived one after another. These gang members work in all walks of life, some are taxi drivers, some are cement workers, some are bodyguards, some are security guards, there are also police, officials, businessmen, etc., and they are all diverse.

However, they all abide by strict gang rules. When Xiaoqiang gives an order, no matter what they are doing, they must come over as soon as possible. As a member of the Fugui Gang, no matter what you do, you must have a strong physique and practice martial arts, so everyone has two hands.

The leader of Meicheng is named Huang Feihu, who has a cool name, and his appearance is even more cool. He is 1.95 meters tall, has very white skin, ape-like arms and wasp waist, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His kung fu has reached the realm of transformation. He is a famous martial arts master in Meicheng. He is only twenty-nine years old this year and will have no difficulty holding pills in the future.

Next to Huang Feihu, an elder brother from the county below said: "Come on, what is the reason why the superiors have summoned us?"

Huang Feihu shook his head: "I don't know either, but this is a second-level order. It seems to be no small matter. You should all cheer up and don't embarrass me."

"Relax your head!" everyone shouted.

The orders of the Fugui Gang are divided into four levels. The fourth-level orders are ordinary tasks, the third-level orders are more important, and the second-level orders are extremely important orders. As for the first-level order, the entire Fugui Gang needs to be prepared to complete it at all costs.

We received the Level 2 order today. Everyone was very nervous and fully prepared.

Just as the Fugui Gang gathered, today's begging activity began. Groups of people and children were loaded onto buses and then sent to various corners of Meicheng to beg. Since Zongyuan and Qingliantou are back, they will next receive training in begging.

A dark-faced woman in her forties or fifties with an unkind expression came over. When everyone else got on the bus, he called Zongyuan and Qinglian aside and asked, "How old are you?"

"Four years old." Zongyuan said.

The woman glanced at Qinglian and said, "This child is very pretty and should be affectionate." Then she waved, and a woman in her forties or fifty came over. The woman had a pale face and looked a little malnourished.

The first woman said: "Just take her, just because she has leukemia and there is no money to treat her."

The disheveled woman nodded, took Qinglian aside, and taught her how to beg and earn sympathy. The woman from before continued to say to Zong Yuan: "You are a boy, so you will have to endure some hardships. One of your legs will be broken soon."

Zong Yuan blinked and asked, "What to beat with?"

The woman said coldly: "Stick."

Zong Yuan nodded, and with a thought in his mind, the woman screamed. She suddenly ran back, picked up a stick from the corner, and hit her legs like crazy.

"Crack", the screams were endless, and she beat her calf bone into slag in one breath. "Brother Hai" and others were immediately alerted and ran over to hold the woman down. But it was too late, the woman's legs were already beaten out of shape.

After a while, the woman's face turned purple, her body twitched, and she was about to die. Because he broke his leg, the bone marrow entered the blood vessels, resulting in the formation of a large area of ​​fat thrombus, causing ischemia and hypoxia in the organs and tissues. It seemed that he would not be able to survive for long.

"Send him to the hospital!" Brother Hai shouted.

Before the woman even got into the car, the man died. His death look was very ferocious, with his mouth open and his face black and blue. Brother Hai's face is expressionless, what's going on? Really hit something evil?

In the end, Zongyuan and Qinglian were loaded into the car, and together with the little beggars, they were placed in various corners to beg. This time, he and Qing Lian teamed up to act with the showy woman to gain sympathy.

After the bus arrived in downtown Meicheng, the three people were dropped off midway and left on the street in front of a shopping mall to start begging.

Zongyuan and Qinglian were squatting next to them. They had signs hanging on their bodies. Qinglian was said to have leukemia, while Zongyuan was said to have mental retardation. The two of them acted in harmony. The woman, with a sad look on her face, sighed and wiped away tears from time to time. Zong Yuan felt that those actors were simply weak compared to this woman.

Qinglian's beauty and loveliness really touched many people. In just over an hour, the bowl in front of the woman had more than 300 yuan. It seems that they can earn at least more than 1,000 yuan this afternoon.

After experiencing it for a while, Zong Yuan suddenly took off the badge on his body, then pulled Qinglian up and said, "Qinglian, let's go."

The woman was shocked and quickly got up to grab Zong Yuan, shouting, "Where are you going?"

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, she froze, and kept this posture as if she was hit by a spell, unable to move. Zong Yuan ignored him and left the scene with Qinglian. They took a taxi and went to the nearby police station.

The police station building in Meicheng was built in a very impressive style, with ten floors and cost tens of millions of yuan to build. Zong Yuan and Qinglian arrived at the police station and were stopped by the guard. The guard asked, "Kids, what are you doing here?"

Zong Yuan said, "Reporting a case."

The guard laughed, "Reporting a case? What case?"

"Child trafficking, illegal detention, intentional injury, human organ trafficking, fraud, in short, many cases." Zong Yuan said truthfully.

The guard was stunned, but he didn't disbelieve it. He smiled and said, "Little brat, go home quickly. This is not a place for you to play."

Zong Yuan was too lazy to say more and waved his hand and said, "Get out of the way!"

The guard was shocked and subconsciously stepped back. He didn't come back to his senses until Zong Yuan and Qinglian entered the police station building. His face was full of surprise and doubt. What happened just now?

The police chief was in a meeting. A group of police officers were sitting in a large, luxurious meeting room. Banners such as "Promote righteousness" and "Impartiality" were hung on the walls. Director Zhou Zhenglong is fifty years old this year, at the age of vigor and vitality. He looks plump and ruddy, and is now speaking loudly to convey the spirit of his superiors.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and everyone turned their heads to see a pair of beautiful and cute children walking in. Zhou Zhenglong was stunned, his thick eyebrows squeezed together, and he said impatiently: "Why did you let the children break in? Who brought them?"

No one said anything, and a police officer near the door walked over to drive Zong Yuan and Qing Lian away.

Zong Yuan's face sank and said: "I'm here to report a case!"

The police chief was stunned and said: "Kid, what case are you reporting?"

Zong Yuan said: "Someone kidnapped children to be beggars, begging for money, don't you police care?"

Several police officers at the scene immediately changed their faces. They were responsible for the security of the neighborhood, and of course they knew about this. However, the "Beggars' Gang" had a monthly tribute, so they turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it. They didn't expect that a child would come to report a case.

Fortunately, the police chief didn't take it seriously. He just smiled and said, "Little kids, go home. This is not something you can understand."

"I don't understand?" Zong Yuan was furious. "As police officers, you forced hundreds of innocent children and elderly people to beg and defraud on the streets, causing them to suffer various injuries. Do you know that children's organs are sold? Do you know that children suffer various beatings and injuries? If you are the parents of the victims, would you not care?"

The police chief was confused by the question. He suddenly slammed the table and said, "Nonsense! Where is the organ trafficking? Where is the beating and injury? Little brats don't understand. Get out!"

Zong Yuan smiled coldly and stared at several police officers who were surprised before. The police officers were shocked and stood up. One of them said, "Chief, this is true. The Beggars' Gang has already informed us and sent me 20,000 yuan every month, so we turned a blind eye."

Another police officer: "Chief, I took 30,000 yuan."

"Chief, I took 25,000 yuan."

"Chief, I took 8,000 yuan."

The police officers were like possessed and confessed the fact that they had taken bribes. The police chief was shocked and looked at his subordinates in disbelief. Of course, he knew that they took money. He knew better than anyone how rotten the entire political and legal system in the country was. Even he took money, but what he didn't understand was, what happened to these subordinates? Stupid? Crazy?

There are always some innocent police officers who look at the scene in front of them in shock and confusion, at a loss.

The police chief reacted and stared at Zong Yuan, feeling that this matter must be related to him. Zong Yuan's eyes were cast over, and his consciousness gradually blurred. He said, "I was wrong. I also accepted the money." Zong Yuan sighed and said to Qinglian, "This police station is rotten to the core. There is no cure." Then he waved his hand, and the police who stood up walked out with a wooden look. Half an hour later, a shocking scene appeared on the streets of Meicheng. The police chief led his subordinates, hundreds of people kneeling on the ground, holding paper signs in their hands and kneeling on the street. The signs wrote the amount of bribes they received, the crimes they committed, and the places where they failed to do their duties. The police chief was in front, and the deputy chief, the police station chief, the criminal police captain, etc. were behind, kneeling all the way, forming a long line. After leaving the police station, Zong Yuan went to the Civil Affairs Bureau again. Not long after, people from the Civil Affairs Bureau also came to the street, also kneeling to atone for their sins. This scene attracted media from all over the country, and they came to interview. Once this incident was exposed, it was hotly discussed across the country. Soon, the police chief and others were arrested by the relevant departments, but the matter was far from over. At night, when the children and some old people returned to the big factory, Zong Yuan issued an order: "Let all members of the Fugui Gang take action and arrest the organizer of the Beggar Gang!"

The brothers of the Fugui Gang had been waiting for the order for a long time, and they immediately took action. The efficiency of the Fugui Gang was extremely high. After an hour, all the people related to the Beggar Gang were arrested, and there were actually hundreds of them.

These people were both men and women, the older ones were in their sixties and the younger ones were only in their teens. They were all gathered in the large factory building at this moment, and Brother Hai was also there. Brother Hai's face was full of fear. He knew who this person was. They were the Fugui Gang, a group of awesome people that even the police didn't dare to offend. When had he offended them?

Brother Hai knelt on the ground and said cautiously: "Boss Huang, if there is something I did not considerately, please forgive me, I will definitely change it!"

Huang Feihu looked at him like an idiot and said, "It's useless to tell me this. I'm just following orders."

Not long after, Zongyuan and Qinglian appeared. He glanced at Huang Feihu and asked coldly: "Do you know about the Beggar Clan?"

Huang Feihu had never met Zong Yuan, but he felt that the child's eyes were very deep. He was shocked and quickly replied: "I know."

"Since you know, why don't you ask?" Zong Yuan said with anger in his tone.

"This is not our responsibility." Huang Feihu said without changing his expression, "We are the Fugui Gang, not the police station. What we have to do is to perform our duties."

Zong Yuan waved his hand and said with great disappointment: "You don't have to do this job anymore."