Chapter Eighty-Four Punishment

  While Zhao Heng was defending himself to Zhao Siqing, Zhang Kong remained silent and leaned against the wall. He swept his gaze over the crowd without leaving any trace, his sharp eyes scanning each person's face. In this chaotic situation, something unexpected might happen at any moment. Suddenly, his peripheral vision fell on one of the police officers who had accompanied them.

  The latter was opening the gun bag, with a flash of cold light in his eyes, slightly narrowing his eyes, pointing at the iron bar, he Liu Zhao Yi had always been a man of great credibility, yet he agreed to be brothers with Zhao Heng, then he would never let anyone harm Zhao Heng, not even the police.

  At this time, Zhao Heng was coldly laughing: "Captain Zhao, can you explain?"

  Zhao Si's expression was taken aback, and he gritted his teeth in response: "We will investigate this matter! You don't need to worry about it!"

  Zhao Heng also had a scar on his face and drank:

  "Why bother investigating? They're the main culprits, you can just interrogate them directly."

  As soon as the voice fell, the originally pretending-to-be-dead scar-faced man immediately turned over and rushed to the police officer's side, shouting: "It wasn't me, those weren't my people, I just wanted to teach this kid a lesson, I didn't expect someone to sneak in and kill him, government, it really has nothing to do with me, it really wasn't me who wanted to kill him."

  "I'm a good citizen, and I'm about to leave, how could I kill someone?"

  Although the scar-faced man was a big shot in prison, he still had to come out and clear his name when faced with this bloody case that could cost him his head. Knowing how deep the waters were in prison, he knew that if he didn't quickly reveal the truth in public, he might be killed or made a scapegoat by tonight.

  The master who can send so many people to prison and kill Zhao Heng, his power is not something he can contend with. So the scar-faced man pointed at the killers on the ground and said repeatedly: "These are not my brothers, they were just imprisoned last night. If you don't believe me, you can check the prison records or ask other prisoners."

  "They have nothing to do with us, they are simply using us as a cover for their crime."

  Then he took off his upper and lower garments, and with a swift motion, turned around twice: "Government, take a good look, I don't have any old injuries, my physical condition is also very good. If I accidentally die in the next few days, it must be someone who killed me to silence me, killed me to silence me..."

  The scar-faced man took the initiative to unfold himself, otherwise he might be hiding tonight.

  Zhao Siqing's face changed, and the scar-faced man's words indirectly confirmed that Zhao Heng's words were true. She swept her eyes over the injured on the ground, but it was difficult to tell whether they were Qing Bangzi disciples or not. So she ordered a companion: "Hurry up and send them to the hospital for treatment, and check their files at the same time."

  "Remember, not one shall die, and not one shall run!"

  Zhao Siqing added heavily: "They must be investigated!"

  The companion nodded: "Understood!"

  While busy with work, Zhao Siqing looked at Zhao Heng and said: "In any case, you've hurt people! Zhao Heng, you now have three cases on your back, the Huahai Bar severed hand case, the Huada brawl case, plus this crime-ridden cafeteria incident, you'll be locked up for several years."

  "They are like killers and will naturally be punished by law, but you can't escape either."

  In Zhao Siqing's view, even if these suspects have any ulterior motives, it is Zhao Heng who has brought trouble upon himself. She doesn't want to get involved in any grudges, she only recognizes the facts she sees: two bloody cases at the bar and cafeteria, which have pushed Zhao Heng to the forefront without a hitch.

  "Officer Zhao, you sound very responsible."

  Zhao Heng sneered, his tone revealing disdain: "But when you faced the Qing Bang earlier, why did you pretend to be drunk and abandon me? If you had shown a third of your current bravery back then, would the bloodshed at the Hua Hai bar have occurred? Would I have been left hanging by a thread? And would the Qing Bang have lost a hundred hands?"

  "Many bloody incidents were all triggered by your single thought!"

  Zhao Heng didn't want to bring up Zhao Siqing's shameful past again, but seeing her indiscriminately targeting him with needles, he felt disappointed in this woman and decided not to be polite: "Captain Zhao, you once disgraced the police uniform on your body, now you're humiliating the people's police again."

  Zhao Heng sneered faintly: "Unjust law enforcement..."

  "Yes! I was pretending to be drunk! That's my shame and my fault!"

  Zhao Siqing's face flashed with anger again, she knew that the drunken incident at Hua Hai Bar would be a lifelong shadow, but she had been trying to make amends, so when Zhao Heng scolded her like this, she directly tore off her disguise: "I know I was wrong that time, so I can't afford to make another mistake."

  She was a bit like Zhao Heng, resolute and decisive:

  "From now on, I will handle every case well!"

  Zhao Heng smiled: "It seems I am always your sacrifice."

  "Cut to the chase!"

  Zhao Siqing's sharp eyes stared at Zhao Heng, and after tearing off the skin, she felt much smoother. She ignored the suspicious glances exchanged by her companions around her, and coldly opened her mouth: "Looking at your appearance, you shouldn't have any injuries, no need to send you to the hospital for treatment, I'll lock you up in a small black room."

  "I'll interrogate you another day... You're really too dangerous."

  Zhao Heng didn't expect Zhao Siqing to humiliate him, he smiled faintly and looked at the sky outside: "Officer Zhao, if you want revenge, do it quickly. Otherwise, someone will bail me out soon, and then you won't have a chance to torment me. And when I get out, I'll make sure to repay your kindness."

  Zhao Heng, who didn't care about being locked in a small black room, appeared to Zhao Siqing as a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. She let out a heavy, cold snort, her voice line icy and striking Zhao Heng: "Don't be so naive, you've committed such a crime, the Du family can't even protect you, not to mention whether they'll protect you or not."

  "Someone come and take Zhao Heng away."

  "Take him away to the little black house!"

  In her command, several prison guards emerged from the shields, carefully walking towards Zhao Heng with handcuffs. Zhao Heng looked at them calmly without making any movement, but this made the guards' expressions turn serious. Judging from the heavily injured prisoners, Zhao Heng was a very dangerous person.

  They were afraid of following in the footsteps of the prisoners, and they also caught a glimpse of Du's eyes, which made them even more secretive about Zhao Heng's background. However, doing nothing was not an option either, as both the director and the warden had already issued instructions, with Zhao Siqing being fully responsible for the case, and all departments must closely cooperate.

  For the sake of their livelihoods, they swallowed their saliva and reluctantly walked towards Zhao Heng with their hands in handcuffs.

  Zhao Heng coughed twice and the police subconsciously slowed down their pace.

  Zhao Siqing was annoyed by his companions' weakness and wanted to kill Zhao Heng's sharp spirit.

  "Get him cuffed quickly, and if he dares to resist, kill him!" As she had said in the bar, she was a woman who would always take revenge, so Zhao Heng had to pay the price for provoking her. What's more, this bastard had repeatedly humiliated her.

  "Get down!"

  As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Kong raised his left hand, and an iron bar flashed by. A policeman let out a scream, followed by a gunshot that hit the ceiling, causing dust to fly everywhere. The surrounding prison guards immediately raised their guns and shouted at Zhao Heng and Zhang Kong again: "Don't move! Don't move!"

  They were all somewhat angry: at this time, they still dared to confront the police, and they really didn't put them in their eyes. The muzzle of the gun was shaking with emotion, and the scene looked a bit chaotic. Zhao Heng did not make any excessive reaction, but only spread his hands to indicate that he had no weapons, making it impossible for the police to take advantage of the situation to open fire.

  The sky also stretched out its hands, as clean as ever.

  "Everybody stop!"

  At the moment of shouting and even wanting to open fire, Zhao Siqing suddenly became calm, busy opening his arms to stop his companions from advancing, and instead focused his gaze on the police who were crying out in pain. He saw that his arm had been pierced by an iron bar, leaning against the table with a big mouthful of blood, and the fresh blood was shocking.

  On the ground, a police gun was dropped, still emitting a hint of gunpowder smell. Obviously, he had just tried to secretly fire a shot, but was seen through by Zhao Heng, who had been watching coldly all along. Without even raising an eyebrow, Zhao Heng looked at the policeman with a cold smile: "Still calling yourself a people's police, yet you can only shoot cold guns."

  "Officer Zhao, you guys are really good quality."

  Upon hearing Zhao Heng's sarcastic remarks, Zhao Siqing's face turned extremely ugly. She was furious at Zhao Heng's public humiliation of the police, but she also knew that Zhao Heng had taken the moral high ground. So, she glanced at the policeman and sternly ordered: "Give me an explanation."

  "Captain Zhao, this kid is too dangerous."

  The injured policeman gritted his teeth, covering the wound on his arm, and shot a venomous glance at Changkong's pale face, as if he wanted to strangle this young man to death. If it weren't for this bastard intervening, he would have had at least an 80% chance of killing Zhao Heng: "I was afraid he'd cause trouble, so I thought I'd use my gun to intimidate him, but it accidentally fired."

  He sneered: "Lost your temper..."

  Although Zhao Siqing felt that things wouldn't be so simple, and even suspected that her companion might have been secretly bought off by the Qingbang, she had no evidence and couldn't do anything about it. Moreover, her main goal now was to deal with Zhao Heng, so she temporarily ignored whether or not Walk Fire was genuine, merely letting out a cold snort:

  "Be more careful next time!"

  Injured policeman gritted his teeth in pain: "Understood!"

  He also stared at the sky fiercely when he backed away with his head down!

  Zhao Siqing waved his police baton: "Take Zhao Heng and the others away!"

  She also stared at Zhao Heng: "Keep a close eye on him for me!"

  Dozens of police officers with live ammunition quickly separated Zhao Heng and Zhang Kong. The sound of handcuffs accompanied Zhao Heng's footsteps as he slowly disappeared from people's sight. Zhao Siqing had decided not to interrogate Zhao Heng about his crimes for the time being, but first to severely crush his arrogance and ferocity. If Zhao Heng's arrogance was not suppressed, it would be difficult to make progress in the subsequent investigation.

  "Hum, let's see how you get out of this!"

  Zhao Siqing's lips were slightly pursed: "I must nail you to the cross!"