Who the hell is the devil!

The police car took Shen Yi and quickly drove away from City No. 1 Middle School, the crowd was all worried and somewhat at a loss.

Fang Ming suddenly exclaimed, "Not good, that surname Song is not a good thing, he will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to lay hands on Brother Shen."

Fang Ming's words made everyone alert, just now when he left, Song Xiang clearly had a grim smile on his face, at a glance, he was harboring a ghost.

"Teacher Wu." Fang Ming and Zhou Xiaoshan both looked towards Wu Chengfeng, hoping that he could utilize the power of the Martial Arts Association.

Wu Chengfeng nodded and took out his cell phone, immediately dialing President Shi of the Martial Arts Association.

"Hey President Shi, Master Shen has been taken away by the police department, I'm afraid he's in danger ..."

Fang Ming glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, hurry up and give Fourth Brother a call to explain the situation."

Zhou Xiaoshan didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately called Ah Si, "Fourth brother is bad, Shen was taken to the police station by the police ..."

Over there, after Ah Si hung up the phone, he immediately notified Ling Lao. Ling Luohan, who had learned the news, was shocked for a moment and hurriedly looked at Miao Yin, hoping that she would step in.

This was the first time Ling Luohan looked at Miaoyin with pleading eyes, and the latter smiled charmingly, "You don't have to look at me like that, I naturally won't stand by if something happens to Shen Yi. However, I don't think he'll be alright."

"Hmph, you just know how to say sneering lines." Ling Luohan snorted in dissatisfaction and looked towards Ling Lao, "Grandpa, what should we do now?"

Ling Lao slightly pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Be at ease, I'll give Xiao Yang a call, as long as he intervenes, there shouldn't be any problems."

Ling Luohan only then stepped down, Ling Lao said Xiao Yang, is not someone else, it is the Jiangnan City's hand, the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Yang Chengsen.

Yang Chengsen was Ling Luohan's father's right-hand man under Ling Zhen, and then he was promoted by his hand to his current position.

"Hey Secretary Yang, there's something this old man of mine needs a favor from you ..."

...

On the side of City No. 1 Middle School, Mo Xiaoqi immediately went to Yan Shen and unceremoniously asked him to call Zhang Zihao. Yan Shen had long been scared since the last incident and didn't dare to disobey at this time.

"Uncle, something happened to Shen Yi ...," Yan Shen slowly explained the situation under Mo Xiaoqi's coercion.

Xiao Meiqian is naturally not willing to lag behind, after thinking about it, she immediately called Lin Lele, her grandfather is the deputy military commander of the military region, and is about to be transferred, so she should be able to help.

"Lele, listen to me, something big happened to Shen Yi, was taken to the police station, I'm worried that something will go wrong."

"Don't worry Qianqian, I'll give a word to my grandpa. If those cops dare to touch Shen Yi, I'll have my grandpa directly pull over a cannon and blast them to death!"

Little Crazy Girl deserved to be Little Crazy Girl, her words were just domineering enough!

In almost less than an hour's time, the entire black and white world of Jiangnan City once again blew up, and all of them went out to target the city police station.

And all of this, Song Xiang does not know the slightest thing, will Shen Yi to the police station, immediately put him into the "small black room".

Every police station has this unique house, generally treating felons, or prisoners with a hard tongue, will be put into this room, for interrogation.

The room has hidden instruments of torture, not afraid of the prisoner's hard mouth, the instrument of torture on, keep open.

Because the public can not be open to the public, belong to the private use of torture, can also be understood as the abuse of lynching. Therefore, such a small interrogation house is out of sight, and is also known as the "small dark room".

For many inmates, the small dark room is hell on earth, and once they are locked up in it, they will suffer a lot and be tortured to death.

Most outsiders have heard of the existence of small black rooms in police stations, but they are usually used to treat felons, and they are all unspoken, after all, felons are not the people who deserve to die, and have committed heinous crimes.

Abuse of lynching them, that is a great pleasure, no one will be idle egg pain, to deliberately reveal that the police station has a small black house, the abuse of lynching prisoners.

As soon as Song Xiang came up, he put Shen Zhan into the small black room, obviously he didn't intend to let Shen Zhan leave alive, even if Shen Zhan didn't die in the end, he still had to lose a layer of skin.

Racket!

The door of the small black room opened, Shen Zhan was pushed in, Song Xiang followed in, a personal police officer also followed in, looks like a captain position, should be Zhang Jin's old man Zhang Shuyuan.

"You guys guard outside, no one is allowed to come in. Also, no matter what loud noises appear inside later, you all pretend that you didn't hear them, and you're not allowed to say anything to the public, got it?"

Song Xiang shouted coldly at the two police officers at the door, both of them knew in their hearts that Grand Duke Song was going to lynch Shen Yi.

"Don't worry, Young Song, we guarantee that we didn't hear or see anything." The two men hemmed and hawed.

Only then did Song Xiang nod his head in satisfaction and forcefully closed the door of the room. The two men at the door all sneered and laughed, feeling sad for Shen Yi.

"In school, he was still fucking pretending to be a pussy, flirting with a few beautiful women in school. To come here is to enter the Hall of Hades, enjoy the life of hell."

"Poor brat ah, tsk, those few little beauties are really good, this kid's lustful fortune is not shallow. Serves him right for offending Young Song, asking for death!"

Inside the small dark room, Shen Zhan sat on a stool, Song Xiang and Zhang Shuyuan looked at Shen Zhan with a dark smile on their faces.

"Kid, coming to my acre of land, you don't want to go out alive. See the torture instruments placed on the ground over there, they are specially prepared for you, let's enjoy them slowly later."

Song Xiang sneered and pointed to the corner, where a dozen or so torture instruments were placed.

Zhang Shuyuan snorted coldly, "You are Shen Yi, I heard my son say, your kid has been very crazy in school recently, and also dared to blackmail my son, you are really looking for death."

Said, Zhang Shuyuan raised his foot to kick at Shen Yi, but was stopped by Song Xiang.

"Uncle Zhang is not in a hurry, there are so many fun things over there, why do you need to waste your strength by doing it yourself. Let's take our time, try one thing at a time, so we can play him to death."

Song Xiang laughed very sinisterly, in the dimly lit small dark room, hesitant hell demon general.

Shen Zhan was not the slightest bit surprised, inwardly laughing secretly, they wanted to end up here, not realizing that this was also a good place for him to clean up the two.

In the end, who went into hell, who is the devil, it is really hard to say. However, soon he would let these two douchebags know that demons didn't just show their ferocity!

If they didn't strike, they would be a terrible nightmare, a lingering heart shadow for a lifetime!

"Kid, before we start, you'd better honestly cooperate with me to ask a few questions, if you dare not tell the truth, humph, the consequences are unimaginable."

Song Xiang faithfully picked up a vise from the ground, and in front of Shen Yi's face, "click click click click" kept ringing.

"Now I ask you, what exactly is your relationship with Tang Xinyi? Dare to hide a word, beware of my pliers leaving something on your fingers."

Shen Zhan suddenly suddenly realized that it was because of this! Sentimentally, this Song Xiang was jealous of his unclear relationship with Tang Xinyi and was taking revenge on himself in private.

Since this was the case, there was even less psychological burden, and if he dared to make a move, he would let these two douchebags know how to write the word death.