Chapter 1 The Dragon City Rises

Longcheng, at the entrance of the Zhanan District Police Department.

Wei Xiangzuo sat in the car and waved at Wang Daolin, "Then we'll be going?"

"Go on, I'll call you later." Wang Daolin replied wearily.

"Alright."

After they finished communicating, the two cars slowly drove away.

Gu Baishun sat in the car, turned his head and asked Wei Xiangzuo, "Let's grab a bite to eat, I'll take you back later?"

"Sure," Wei Xiangzuo said with a smile, "It's my treat today."

"Bro, I think Yu Zheng was about to piss himself just now, he was really afraid you'd hit him with the ashtray." Xiao Er said from the passenger seat, "His face turned green when you were hitting Zhou Peng."

"Heh, the elder council is the most irritating group in the whole association." Wei Xiangzuo said with a sneer, "If they hadn't been stirring things up, the whole association wouldn't be in such a mess. Look at those bastards in Donggang, do they still have any rules when they do things now? They even sell children. Sigh, if things keep going like this, no matter who's in power, sooner or later the association will be banned."

"Don't think so much, that's just the way things are, it's not something any one person can solve." Gu Baishun comforted.

Wei Xiangzuo didn't say anything, just rested his chin on his hand and turned to look out the window.

...

Inside the Zhanan Police Department.

Zhou Peng was thrown into the detention room, lying sprawled on a chair, groaning and saying, "I can't take it anymore, my head hurts, I'm going to die."

Outside the iron bars, Wang Daolin looked at him with his hands behind his back and asked, "Can't handle it?"

"No, I'm uncomfortable, I want to die...!" Zhou Peng covered his chest and whined.

Wang Daolin turned his head and shouted, "Get a doctor to check him out."

"I want to see a lawyer, I can't take it anymore, even my balls hurt...!" Zhou Peng threw a tantrum, completely lacking the demeanor of a so-called big shot.

Wang Daolin reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, walked into the iron cage, sat opposite him, crossed his legs and said, "Zhou Peng, you're supposed to be a figure on the ground, isn't this performance of yours a bit embarrassing?"

Zhou Peng groaned and didn't reply.

"If I really gave you a taste of something, made you vomit and have diarrhea, wouldn't you lose all face?" Wang Daolin took a puff of his cigarette. "What do you say, can we talk?"

"Talk about what?" Zhou Peng cursed, "Let me see a lawyer first!"

"Heh." Wang Daolin looked at his dying appearance and smiled inexplicably. "Would it be useful?"

"Thump!"

Zhou Peng suddenly sat up and banged his head against the cement wall. "I don't want to live anymore, the police are beating people! Police and gangsters are colluding!"

"Bang, bang...!"

After Zhou Peng hit the wall three or four times with his head, blood spurted from his head again, his appearance was terrible.

He wasn't just pretending, he was really hitting hard, being very ruthless to himself, and soon his face was covered in blood.

Outside the door, four police officers rushed in and immediately pinned him down.

"We gave you face, but you didn't want it, did you?!"

"You want to hit, right? Come on, I'll help you hit!"

"Crack, bang!"

These four burly police officers rushed in, pressed Zhou Peng's head and shoulders, and banged his head against the wall several times.

After hitting him, everyone still felt unsatisfied and went up and slapped him and kicked him, directly knocking Zhou Peng under the stool.

"Ugh, ugh...!" Zhou Peng fell to the ground and vomited violently, his face covered in filth and blood.

"You kill me, Wang Daolin! If you're a warrior, you kill me, I don't want to live anymore!" Zhou Peng rolled around on the ground like a mad dog, completely unconvinced.

Wang Daolin watched him coldly, not intervening or speaking.

After a while, a doctor walked in, looked down at the disgusting vomit, and cursed with great annoyance, "Can't you act like a normal human? I was watching a movie in the office, but you had to drag me out here!"

After speaking, the doctor roughly checked Zhou Peng's external injuries, as well as his heartbeat and pulse, and then turned to Wang Daolin and said, "He's just acting!"

Wang Daolin slowly got up, walked to Zhou Peng's side, squatted down, grabbed his trouser leg and said, "I'll ask you one last time, can you act like a human and talk to me?"

"You kill me!" Zhou Peng shouted with his eyes closed.

"Why would I kill you? Detaining you is enough!" Wang Daolin pointed at Zhou Peng's nose and cursed, "I gave you face, but you didn't want it, so don't blame me! Come on, put him in the dog cage, tie up his hands and feet, and lock him up for three days."

"I've been out there since I was ten years old, and when I had no food in the Hu district, I even ate chicks that died from disease!" Zhou Peng roared with wide eyes. "You're playing this game with me? When I went to prison, you were still a straight-A student! Come on, pick the hardest place for me to survive, I'll take on the challenge!"

Wang Daolin has been a police officer for many years and has seen all kinds of tough guys. He knew that the other party was trying to provoke him, trying to make him attack so that he could get injured and go to the police hospital.

"Heh, okay, then you can just squat there." Wang Daolin got up and shouted, "Take him away!"

"Wang Daolin, you're going to die! Your wife will definitely be a whore! Your son will definitely get a terminal illness!!" After Zhou Peng was lifted up by the four men, he was still like a mad dog, still spitting out curses without repeating a single word.

"Sigh."

Wang Daolin watched Zhou Peng leave, sighed a long sigh, "This thing is really difficult to deal with!"

People like Zhou Peng have been struggling at the bottom for many years, they have experience and resilience, their survival skills far exceed ordinary people's imagination, and at critical moments they don't care about face, as long as the method works.

"You guys keep an eye on him, detain him for three days first, and then deal with him later." Wang Daolin had already decided to fight a protracted war with Zhou Peng, and turned to the deputy captain and instructed, "Also, be sure to solidify Zhou Peng's real criminal evidence during these few days. He is the loose thread within the Programmer's Association, and he is definitely a tough nut to crack, but if we crack him, the rest will be just fence-sitters."

"Understood!"

"I'm going upstairs to rest for a while, I'm going to die of exhaustion if I stay up any longer." Wang Daolin left a sentence and walked towards the stairs.

...

At the same time, inside the garrison headquarters.

A staff officer whispered to Tan Hengqiang, "Commander, Zhang Ming's meaning is that we must get Zhou Peng out, otherwise... the fence-sitters in the Programmer's Association may not believe that Zhang Ming has the ability to take charge of the overall situation."

Tan Hengqiang frowned, "Who arrested him?"

"Wang Daolin from Zhanan."

"Get an identity for that... what's his name... Peng, and find a way to get him out tomorrow."

"Okay, understood." The staff officer nodded.

"Give the police department a heads up." Tan Hengqiang added, "The person must come out whole, make it look good, and it will be a show of support for Zhang Ming."

"Yes!"