Chapter 300 Be Honest, or You Will Suffer

A thousand-year-old scourge like Peng Hai, who has done so many tragic evils, is sure to die.

Peng Hai usually offends many people, but now everyone looks at him with gloating.

Well, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Such a person, who has done so many evil deeds, simply died, wouldn't it be cheap for him?

I don't know who, suddenly took a glass of wine and poured it on Peng Hai's face.

Immediately afterwards, a glass cup smashed on his head.

In an instant, the people around retreated a little from Peng Hai, and there was a trace of hatred on everyone's face.

"Scum, devil, he can do something so cruel."

"Hurry up and catch him. He usually looks like a human being and a dog. Why is his heart so dark."

"This is simply a waste of life, killing people without blinking an eye."

"terrible."

At this moment, Peng Hai's whole body was bombed to the point where he lost his mind.

The pain of the cup hitting his head made him react completely, and he sat down on the ground in shock, his face turning pale.

"Impossible, what's going on?"

He widened his eyes and watched the TV in disbelief. The news about him was full of evidence and evidence, and each of them was accurate, the location and the time were almost the same.

Peng Hai was completely stupid.

These things, he did secretly, and he spent a lot of money afterwards to deal with the aftermath.

How could it be, how could it suddenly explode like this?

It's over, it's over, he's completely over?

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and when everyone looked, they saw a group of uniformed police officers rushing in aggressively.

A police officer led by him came over with an arrest warrant.

"Who is Peng Hai?"

Everyone tacitly pointed at Peng Hai. The police moved quickly and stepped forward to suppress Peng Hai.

Peng Hai didn't want to believe that all of this was true. He was not reconciled and immediately struggled and shouted.

"Let go of me, what are you doing? I'm the secretary-general of Lingcheng. I see who dares to grab me and touch me with a finger."

The policeman's face was full of justice, holding an arrest warrant in front of Peng Hai.

"Peng Hai, someone reported you in real name. You are suspected of several major cases. Please come back to the police station with us."

Peng Hai's head was still foggy, and he struggled slightly.

The two policemen quickly twisted his hands and held him on the ground full of debris, with his forehead pressed against the floor, glass debris pierced into the flesh of his forehead, and he whispered in pain. screaming pain.

"It hurts..."

"Be honest, or you'll suffer." The police scolded Peng Hai without reacting. He took out the handcuffs and shackled his hands.

Peng Hai was about to collapse, and fell from heaven to hell in one second. He was just attending a private party. How could he have fallen to this point?

He was not reconciled, and his heart was full of doubts.

He looked anxiously, looked at the policeman at the head, and asked anxiously, "Who actually reported me? He must have deliberately slandered me, it must be like this."

The police looked at him indifferently, just like looking at a dead person. He didn't need to answer Peng Hai's doubts, and he didn't need to answer.

He sternly instructed his subordinates to escort Peng Hai up, and without a word, he left here quickly with the people.

Peng Hai was forced to go under escort, and after just a few short steps, he gradually understood the cause and effect.