Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

His chest heaved violently, the bloodshot in his eyes grew denser, and the rage gushing from his chest threatened to burn the person on the other end of the phone to death.

Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang stood in front of him, motionless, nailed to the spot.

To them, the shrill ringing sound was like a death spell.

With every sound, their faces grew paler.

They knew that once the call was connected, things would completely slide into an abyss that they could not predict or control.

This is no longer a simple dereliction of duty or misunderstanding.

This is a head-on collision between the military and local authorities, and a direct challenge from the gun to the pen.

In a heavily guarded office in the capital.

Zhong Zhengguo's face was as gloomy as he stared at the buzzing phone on his desk.

On the screen, the three words "Zhao Mengsheng" were like three burning flames, burning his eyeballs.

He had just finished talking to his daughter Zhong Xiaoai, and before he could calm down his anger, Zhao Mengsheng's death warrant arrived.

To answer or not to answer?

This thought circled in Zhong Zhengguo's mind like an unsolvable vicious circle.

If you accept it, you will have to face the thundering wrath of the mad tiger Zhao Mengsheng.

He knew Zhao Mengsheng's temper too well. He was a man who dared to hold a bag of explosives and die together with the enemy on the battlefield. His protective character was well-known throughout the army.

Don't answer?

If you don't answer, it means you are guilty, you agree, and you are stretching your face out for Zhao Mengsheng to slap you hard.

The consequences would probably be a hundred times more serious than answering the phone.

Damn Hou Liangping!

Zhong Zhengguo cursed in his heart. He had never felt so disappointed, even angry, with his son-in-law as he did at this moment.

Arrogant, impulsive, and stupid!

Did he even know who he was arresting?

An active army group commander!

A combat hero who made great achievements in southern Xinjiang!

Still using torture to extract confessions?

Did he think he was catching a thief in the vegetable market?

This is shaking the foundation of the country!

Zhong Zhengguo's temples were throbbing. He could imagine Zhao Mengsheng's expression on the other end of the phone, and he could even imagine what Zhao Yuanchao looked like lying in the ICU at this moment.

This debt cannot be evaded no matter what.

In the hospital corridor, the ringing continued.

Zhao Mengsheng didn't hang up the phone.

Zhong Zhengguo must answer this call!

He wants to hold Zhong Zhengguo accountable!

In the confinement room of the Jingzhou Armed Forces Department.

It was dark and damp in here, with only a small, tall, iron-barred window letting in a sliver of light, which was better than none.

Hou Liangping paced impatiently in the small space, his leather shoes making a "tapping" sound on the concrete floor.

He still believes that he did nothing wrong and that his arrest was justified.

It was just that they mistakenly arrested the army commander and made a serious procedural error.

but!

Just a programming error.

He rubbed his swollen face. He was hit by the butt of a gun and it still hurt!

Wait till I get out! I can't kill you!

He roared at the heavy iron door with all his might, "Open the door! Give me a phone! I need to make a call! Do you know what this means? This is illegal detention! It's a crime!"

His voice shattered in the empty solitary cell, but the corridor outside was silent, with only his own echo mocking his futility.

"I'm telling you, my wife is Zhong Xiaoai from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection! My father-in-law is Zhong Zhengguo! Think carefully about the consequences!"

He shouted out his trump cards one by one hysterically, firmly believing that these names had tremendous power, enough to scare the ignorant soldiers outside into pissing themselves.

Click.

The sound of the door lock turning suddenly rang out.

Hou Liangping was delighted, straightened his back, and adjusted his slightly wrinkled shirt.

He thought that the people outside must have figured it out and were coming to apologize to him.

He had already begun to think about what stern yet dignified tone he should use to reprimand the head of the armed forces.

The iron door opened inward.

The people who came in were not leaders, but two soldiers in camouflage training uniforms.

They were tall and strong, with expressionless faces and cold eyes.

The pair of heavy military boots on his feet.

"you……"

As soon as Hou Liangping opened his mouth, one of the soldiers raised his foot with an expressionless face.

The muddy military boot, with a gust of evil wind, kicked him hard in the lower abdomen.

"Well!"

A huge force made him bend backward like a shrimp, his feet left the ground and he fell heavily to the ground.

The back of his head hit the cold concrete floor with a dull thud, and stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

A smell of rust filled his mouth. He subconsciously licked it with his tongue and felt that one of his molars had become loose and hurt.

Before he could recover from the severe pain and dizziness.

Another soldier slowly untied the belt around his waist.

It was a thick cowhide belt with a brass buckle, and it snapped in his hand.

Hou Liangping was confused.

This……

What is this for?

His mind went blank; this was completely beyond his comprehension.

He had dealt with so many vicious and corrupt officials and interrogated so many criminals who resisted stubbornly, but he had never thought that he would be treated so brutally in this way.

"You are crazy! You..."

"Snapped!"

The belt made a whistling sound as it hit his back hard.

A burning pain suddenly exploded, as if a red-hot iron rod was branding me.

His clothes were torn and the belt was in direct contact with his flesh. The tearing pain made him scream.

"what!"

This is the most direct and effective way for the squad leader in the company to deal with disobedient troublemakers.

No interrogation, no questioning, just pure, undisguised violence.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The belt came down again and again, hitting his back, legs, and arms.

Hou Liangping rolled and dodged on the ground like a fish out of water, but the solitary confinement cell was so small, where could he hide?

Under the severe pain, his arrogance and pride were not erased, but instead aroused an even more twisted anger.

While he was dodging, he continued to roar relentlessly: "Do you know who I am?! Huh?!"

"Just wait! Just wait for your leader to punish you! You will regret this! I promise you will regret it!"

His voice was hoarse and distorted due to pain, but the content remained the same.

He firmly believed that every whipping he received would become a reason for the Zhong family to be furious and become ironclad evidence to send the two soldiers in front of him, as well as the people behind them, to a military court.

He didn't know that the indestructible backer he mentioned had already made his choice.

He, Hou Liangping, had been discarded as a pawn. ...

Beijing.

"Du...du..."

The bell continued to ring stubbornly, urging me to die.

Zhong Zhengguo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only heavy determination in his eyes.

He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

In the corridor of Jingzhou Military Region General Hospital.

The call made by Zhao Mengsheng was finally connected.

"Old Zhao."

Zhong Zhengguo's voice was hoarse and he only uttered two words.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Mengsheng almost shouted.

"Jong Jungkook!"