Chapter 350 Impersonation
Look at the time that happened yesterday. When Wang Lang saw the description, he was confused. Isn’t it just the Tongda City that Wang Lang stayed in yesterday?
This is a dog. I met Hu Zhengyi yesterday, and Wang Lang finally escaped from the hotel. The incident happened after Wang Lang escaped. This period of time was a dog.
Hu Zhengyi probably believed that this was what Wang Lang did. Wang Lang now fell into his crotch with yellow mud. It was either shit or shit.
Wang Lang watched the video again and did not know the person on the screen. Through the text description, as the driver said yesterday, the factory was run by a black-hearted businessman. The pollution in Tongda City was too serious, which deteriorated the environment in Tongda City, and the people complained that it was useless.
Although many people applauded the practice, several innocent people died in the fire, and the police have intervened in the investigation.
This is so fucking that he was so stupid that he felt so fucked.
Li Yan stretched his neck to see it, took Wang Lang's phone and looked at it, then raised his eyes to Wang Lang, "Second brother, is this you?"
Wang Lang took a bite of jelly, "Do you think this is me?"
Li Yan watched the video again, "From the time period, it's like you, but have you noticed this person? He is wearing a mask. He said that he is Wang Lang and why does he still wear a mask? It's not easy for the police to find out that Wang Lang, whose name is Black Dragon King, isn't this a flaw, but why does this person obscene you, brother?"
Wang Lang took the phone and said angrily, "Where do I know where to go?"
Looking at the comments below, the criticism and praise are basically half-pointed. Major marketing accounts have added fuel to the fire and pushed this matter to the forefront. More and more people know about this matter, and more and more people are participating in the evaluation of this matter.
There are all kinds of people in the comment section, and you can feel all kinds of hostility through the screen. Sometimes Wang Lang can’t figure out that these people are really fine if they eat full all day long.
It's really a fucking era where typing is irresponsible.
After turning off the phone, Wang Lang decided while eating, who was playing like this?
Li Yan ate quickly. After eating, he stretched his neck and asked for another bowl. While waiting, Li Yan looked at Wang Lang, "Second brother, have you provoked anyone recently?"
Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "No, it's all someone else who provoked me, I haven't provoked anyone else."
"Who provoked you?" Li Yan asked again.
"The master and disciple of Ghost Hand, the master and disciple of Shi Ling, the disciple of the Taoist Dundi, and the people from the Five Poison Sect, that's all." Wang Lang thought for a while.
"It's gone?" Li Yan asked again.
Wang Lang drank the soup and wiped his mouth, "That's all I can remember."
Li Yan took the jelly and lowered his head to eat it. William patted Wang Lang on the shoulder, "I'm leaving."
Wang Lang waved his hand.
"Who is the grandson, second brother?" Li Yan looked at William's back.
"A friend."
"Why does this grandson feel so murderous?" Li Yan lowered his head and continued to eat.
Wang Lang didn't say anything, and continued to figure out who was impersonating himself to do such a dereliction. It was nothing that the factory was bombed, but it was really unreasonable to hurt the innocent.
Take out the cigarette from Li Yan's pocket, Wang Lang lit a piece, turned his head and saw three people walking towards him. The leader was Yang Mohan.
When Yang Mohan saw Wang Lang, he was stunned for a moment, then walked straight over, put one hand on his back, and held the handcuffs.
Yang Mohan was about to take action. Li Yan shook his hand, and the soup in the bowl was poured behind him. Yang Mohan avoided it and was splashed all over.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Li Yan hurriedly got up and wiped it.
Yang Mohan pushed Li Yan away, "What's wrong with you? Do you have some moral character? Do you sprinkle soup after eating?"
Li Yan nodded and smiled, "Sorry, beautiful girl, I'm really sorry, I apologize to you. If you don't feel good, I'll buy you a new outfit."
Yang Mohan frowned, "No need."
"Wang Lang, why are you here?" Yang Mohan asked.
Wang Lang took out his ears, "Your home is here?"
Bang!
Yang Mohan slapped the table, "Wang Lang, we caught someone yesterday, the eight-faced Buddha, do you feel familiar?"
Wang Lang pretended to think, "I seemed to have seen it when I was watching the movie."
Yang Mohan sneered, "When you told me that you knew the Eight-faced Buddha, I thought you were talking about the plot of the movie. It was not until yesterday that I really caught an Eight-faced Buddha that I realized that what you said was most likely true. Let's go and go with me."
As he spoke, Yang Mohan touched the handcuffs on the back of his waist, his face changed, and the handcuffs, pistols, his own IDs and other things disappeared. Yang Mohan turned around and looked at Li Yan who had entered the house to pay the bill. He rushed towards Li Yan in three or two steps, pressing Li Yan against the wall to search his body.
There is nothing else except for finding a half-box of cigarettes on a mobile phone and a lighter that is almost exhausted.
"What's your relationship?" Yang Mohan asked.
"This is my second brother, what's wrong?" Li Yan said lazily.
"Stand!" Yang Mohan pressed Li Yan, "I'm not a good person at first glance."
"Cut him." Yang Mohan looked at a colleague, who paused and handcuffed Li Yan, who was pressed to the ground and squatted.
"Where were you last night?" Yang Mohan asked Wang Lang.
"Officer Yang, now he is so arrogant that he will arrest anyone who doesn't like him? Do you have the final say in this law?" Wang Lang lit a cigarette and spat a mouthful of smoke at Yang Mohan.
Yang Mohan leaned on the table and stared at Wang Lang's eyes. The two were very close. "Last night, someone deliberately set fire in Tongda City, causing unnegligible casualties. The number of casualties has reached 19. This is a tragic way, and it is worse than that of beasts. The murderer made a fuss and said that he was the Black Dragon King for Heaven. Do you know what that person is called?"
Wang Lang said nothing.
Yang Mohan stared at Wang Lang's eyes, "He said his name is Wang Lang. According to my investigation, you have a big or even big name on Daoer, so you are called Black Dragon King."
Wang Lang opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of smoke at Yang Mohan, "Officer Yang, if it were me, I would be so stupid as to wear a mask to tell people who I am? Are you so stupid..."
Wang Lang pressed down the pussy word behind and didn't say anything, but just grinned at Yang Mohan, put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.
Wang Lang stood up, "Third brother, go."
Li Yan laughed, his wrist trembled, and the handcuffs on his wrist were just like a trick. Another policeman hurried to stop Li Yan. Li Yan had some more handcuffs on his hand, and he quickly handcuffed the other person.
Then he followed Wang Lang and Li Yan threw a few things on the table.
Yang Mohan looked down and found that it was his ID and the disassembled pistol.
Looking at Wang Lang and Li Yan leaving, Yang Mohan finally failed to catch up.
"Second brother, where are we going?" Li Yan followed and asked.
Chapter completed!