In less than twenty minutes, Wang Ying had been taken to the local police station in Yangon. In the interrogation room of the police station, the hood on Wang Ying's head was taken off. Wang Ying shook his head and saw the dim lights in the interrogation room and the police officers in the interrogation room. It took him a while to get used to the light.

"Name, hometown." At this time, among the many languages ​​that Wang Ying could not understand, a voice was particularly harsh. He then looked up and looked in front of him. Then he realized that there was another Chinese man here. Obviously, the man recognized him as a Chinese, so he was particularly calm. "Brother, cooperate, is it the new Katan?"

He said, pointing at the white powder on the side, "Then you only have two ways now. The first way is to sit in the prison and carry everything up. The second way is to prove Katan. As long as you agree to prove Katan, we can fully guarantee your safety. Moreover, I will give you a private promise to send you away from here. In addition, you can get a large commission. Everyone takes care of each other. What do you think? Also, those white powders, when did you turn it into washing powder? Where did you put the real white powder?"

When he said this, the man smiled slightly, "But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. At least the evidence placed here is all white powder, all white powder with you and Catan's fingerprints."

The man laughed at Wang Ying. Wang Ying looked at him and smiled. He knew in his heart that he was clearly trying to frame him. Wang Ying had already hidden the batch of white powder from the beginning. It was a temporary trunk that had been washed in advance. It was not white powder. Now it became real. He was really open and honest. He didn't say anything. After a moment, the man shook his neck and took out a written record from the side, placed it in front of Wang Ying. At the same time, the one placed in front of Wang Ying was also a key, which was a handcuff key and a pen.

"You just need to sign from here, press the fingerprint, and then this key belongs to you. I will do what I say." The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, Katan can't find you, our police will definitely protect you for safety."

Wang Ying still didn't say anything. Looking at the transcript in front of him, he looked up at the policeman in front of him and smiled again. This time, there was a hint of mocking in his smile. The policeman opposite also saw Wang Ying's somewhat mocking smile. The expression on his face became a little angry, but he still smiled.

"Young man, you want to die, do you?" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression became a little ferocious.

Wang Ying still said nothing, looking up at the man, and the man also looked at Wang Ying. After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, the man slapped Wang Ying's face, then pressed Wang Ying's head from the side, and looked at the stool in front of him twice. Then he picked up a bench from the side and shot Wang Ying who was sitting there for three consecutive strokes, and Wang Ying was knocked down again on the ground.

"You are you, are you mute?" He scolded and went up to Wang Ying and kicked him violently, but he was still unhappy. Not long after, he picked up the rubber roller from the side and greeted Wang Ying again. Suddenly, Wang Ying's face was covered in blood. To be honest, if it were someone else, he would probably not be able to bear it anymore. However, Wang Ying had not practiced anything else for so many years, and his ability to resist hits was really not very strong. This was far worse than the days when he was cleaned up in prison, although it was already bloody and violent.

The policeman beat him up. After a slap, Wang Ying's face was pressed to the ground, his hands were also being tortured, and a lot of blood was flowing out of the stool behind him, and his eyes were swollen. The man opposite raised his foot and stepped on his head. "Do you like being a mute?"

After saying that, he smiled slightly, took out the electric baton from the side, and greeted Wang Ying's body with "I'm~~I'm~~" and said. The two greetings were solid. Wang Ying gritted his teeth and blood flowed out of his mouth. He didn't say anything. When he arrived at the back, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply fainted.

Wang Ying fainted. The man next to him looked at the electric shock and he didn't respond. He turned around and picked up a pipe from the faucet from the side. He started pouring Wang Ying's body, pouring Wang Ying's body all over. Wang Ying didn't wake up. The man took out salt from the side and sprinkled it on Wang Ying's body. Wang Ying opened his eyes and the heart-wrenching pain made Wang Ying struggle hard, but from head to toe, he didn't say a word.

The man's name is Tan Donghua, and he is the captain of the police station in Yangon. He is mainly responsible for drug inspection. He has been following Tan Donghua's case for a day or two. In fact, today's incident was really a coincidence. Tan Donghua and the others have been secretly staring at Katan for a long time. Today, Tan Donghua and the others also received a tip. Katan was going to transport a batch of drugs. In order to catch Katan, they followed Katan a long time ago, but Wang Ying discovered that Katan ran away first and drove away by himself. Their target was Katan, but they didn't expect to catch a driver.

Tan Donghua was unwilling to let Wang Ying testify against Katan, but Wang Ying didn't say a word from head to toe, which also angered Tan Donghua. The Burmese store was not as good as the country. Tan Donghua and the others could let go and do a lot of things. No one cared about it. They were also angry by Wang Ying's attitude. They also followed him for so many days, so Tan Donghua was very angry and was a bit too cruel to attack Wang Ying. It just so happened that Wang Ying was also a tough guy and didn't say a word. So no matter how Tan Donghua took action, Wang Ying just didn't say anything. At this moment, Tan Donghua became more and more angry and angry, thinking that Wang Ying challenged him again.

Others in the police station couldn't stand it anymore. This time, Tan Donghua was a little too ruthless. If this continues, Wang Ying will be beaten to death sooner or later. Wang Ying is also the hardest-mouthed person they have ever seen. If there are people who refuse to explain, there are some, but like Wang Ying, who doesn't say a word from head to toe, and they will be beaten to death, and they will not say anything, it is the first time they have seen it. Sure enough, Tan Donghua's salt has made Wang Ying a lot of energy.

Wang Ying's face was covered in blood and pain, and his whole body began to struggle. Tan Donghua was also unhappy. He walked to Wang Ying's side and looked at Wang Ying on the ground. "Don't you stop talking? OK, don't talk." He picked up a plier from the side, held Wang Ying's hand, clamped his nails with one hand, and pulled them hard, and the entire nail was pulled out.

The blood in his hands was filled with blood, and ten fingers connected to the heart was an old saying. After this, Wang Ying could not control the roar of "Ah!!!", and then he held Wang Ying's hand again. Wang Ying was struggling again, and Tan Donghua didn't care so much. "Damn it, don't you know how to speak, don't talk! Don't talk!"

He was also anxious and stepped on the ground suddenly. As he struggled, his pliers immediately clamped Wang Ying's fingers again. When his pliers clamped Wang Ying's fingers and wanted to pull out Wang Ying's second fingernail, his foot moved to the edge of Wang Ying. Wang Ying's mouth and face were covered with blood, and his expression looked a little scary. Wang Ying saw it and looked up at Tan Donghua's calf and bit it in one bite. Wang Ying was firm this time, followed Wang Ying's mouth.

Tan Donghua's miserable screams instantly spread throughout the room. Several Myanmar police officers who had not said anything were anxious when they saw this situation. They rushed to Wang Ying and tried to pull Wang Ying away, but Wang Ying still bit Tan Donghua tightly and did not let go. The people next to him could not pull them away. The angry Tan Donghua held the rubber roller from the side and looked at Wang Ying. "Bang, bang, bang!" and began to greet him, and he tried his best to break free.

Wang Ying bit it tightly, but he didn't let it go until the whole piece of meat on the calf, even his pants, was bitten down, and blood was dripping. Tan Donghua next to him was also sizzling. He was no longer responsible. The stick in his hand was getting harder and harder, "bang!" and then he called Wang Ying's head again.

Wang Ying rolled his eyes a little, fell to the ground, and fainted completely. Tan Donghua limped his calves. He covered his calves and looked at Wang Ying on the ground angrily, "I'm fucking killing you!"

While yelling, he raised the rubber roller on his hand. A look of murder splashed out from his eyes. The people around him actually knew Tan Donghua, so when he raised his weapon, several colleagues around him rushed up, fearing that Tan Donghua would really beat the person to death.

Tan Donghua was actually so angry that he was so angry that he didn't care about anything. He shouted and wanted to greet Wang Ying. Everyone next to him stopped him. The whole room was in a mess. At this moment, the office door was pushed open. The director of the Yangon Police Department rushed in and shouted loudly, and everyone in the room became quiet.

Tan Donghua held the rubber roller in his hand, still panting. After the director, two people came in, one was a lawyer wearing a suit and a briefcase, and the other was Katan wearing a plaid shirt.

Katan was also shocked when he came in. The blood sacrifice was everywhere on the ground, Tan Donghua looked like he was going to kill people, and the wound on his calf was obvious. He looked at Wang Ying on the ground again. No one was like that after all. If they hadn't come in time, Wang Ying would have lost his life here today. Katan and Tan Donghua were old acquaintances.

Tan Donghua dreams of bringing Katan to justice now. In fact, Tan Donghua is still a talented Myanmar policeman, but he is too violent and impulsive to do things. So after working for so many years, he has been dealt with in many big and small cases. However, his own officials cannot be promoted and he has caused too many lawsuits. Therefore, the leaders love and hate Tan Donghua. Tan Donghua doesn’t care about these promotions and wealth. He is just an upright policeman who wants to eliminate harm for the people.

Then he was mainly too straightforward, so many people couldn't do anything to him. Isn't that? Seeing Wang Ying be beaten like this, Katan didn't expect. He looked at Tan Donghua and pointed, "I must sue you for your pants this time."
Chapter completed!