Life and death are always a thought-provoking and simple truth.

The phone suddenly rang.

After it was connected, a sound came from over there.

"Dragon King, Luo Xu has been caught by us, and he has broken his legs. I want to throw him into the slum."

"Just don't kill me, don't let you get sick." Wang Lang reminded him.

"receive."

"You can do whatever you have seized." Wang Lang said again.

"knew."

After chatting for a few seconds, I hung up the phone.

Not long after, the other party sent something.

When Wang Lang clicked it, he saw Luo Xu curled up in a dark and wet corner. The walls fell off in the dilapidated house, and all kinds of people were asleep on the dirty big bunk bed. Most of them were not covered.

Everyone's eyes were shining, everyone was dirty, and the white and tender Luo Xu seemed out of place.

Looking at the people around him in fear, Luo Xu hugged in a corner.

Many people are skinny and skinny, and their body proportions are not very coordinated.

A man in a camouflage uniform walked in and swayed with a bag of white powder in his hand.

The group of people immediately rushed over like crazy.

Everyone contributes their valuable things.

Then I enjoyed the numbness and ascension for a moment. A dozen people rushed to use a syringe.

Luo Xu looked at the group of people in fear, with madness in his eyes. However, his legs were broken, and Luo Xu had no chance of escaping. He could only watch the scene in front of him.

Wang Lang wanted Luo Xu to feel this fear. It was impossible for Xiaozhi to wake up with emotion and reason. Only by letting Luo Xu see with his own eyes how terrifying the things he sells can Luo Xu truly wake up.

The video ends here. Wang Lang's cigarette ends as well.

After pinching off the cigarette butts, Wang Lang sprayed a long smoke from his mouth. He put his phone on his chest, and Wang Lang put his head on his hands.

I felt that there was little in my mouth, so Wang Lang lit another cigarette.

Smoking a cigarette with your eyes closed.

Wang Lang suddenly opened his eyes and touched his waist with one hand.

A small and faint sound of footsteps came from the door.

With a snap.

The window was broken, and a man rushed in from outside, holding a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

The light of the flashlight shone on Wang Lang's face.

"Raise your hands! Don't move!" A woman's voice shouted out angrily.

Wang Lang felt a little familiar when he heard this sound.

Without following the other party's intention, Wang Lang stood up and turned on the lights.

The light filled the room.

"It's you?" the woman looked at Wang Lang and shouted angrily.

Wang Lang looked at Yang Mohan in front of him and laughed silently, "Long time no see Officer Yang."

"Raise your hands!" Yang Mohan shouted angrily.

Wang Lang was indifferent. "Why? Is it reasonable for you to force yourself to break into a private house?"

"I'm trying to catch you, the thief who robbed you!" Yang Mohan said angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, raise your hands!"

As Yang Mohan spoke, he came over and wanted to handcuff Wang Lang.

"Sister, when did you change your temper? This is my family, and I'll steal my own family?"

Yang Mohan snorted coldly, "Who will prove it?"

Wang Lang looked around and finally pointed to the photo wall not far away.

The photos above are all from Wang Langlan Huaer and Xia Shuyao. They were all taken and washed out.

Yang Mohan was stunned after seeing it clearly.

"Is this really your home?"

"I'm interested in lying to you?"

Yang Mohan took away his gun and sat next to Wang Lang.

"I've become a good person." Yang Mohan looked around.

"I have always been a good citizen."

"You fart!"

The two were very close. When Yang Mohan turned around, his face turned into Lin Yaqi's face. Lin Yaqi's eyes were blurred and she kissed Wang Lang affectionately.

Wang Lang was shocked.

The two lips together did not feel warm, but rather hot.

Wang Lang was shocked and opened his eyes completely.

The cigarette butt burns your mouth.

It was a dream just now.

Extinguish the cigarette butts.

Wang Lang sat up.

I looked at my phone and it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning.

Sima Xuanxuan sent a lot of messages. The last message was sent five minutes ago, asking Wang Lang what he posted on his first Weibo post.

Wang Lang rubbed his face wrongly.

Take out your phone and log in to your account.

Looking at the many comments on the Internet, I slowly typed a few lines of words.
Chapter completed!