Chapter 311 Revenge!
Being able to force the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force to this point, Wang Zhiheng's morbid psychology felt extremely satisfied.
If we say that before, Wang Zhiheng killed all five members of Zheng's family and made them into human meat barbecued pork buns just on impulse.
Now, Wang Zhiheng's mentality has undergone a huge change, and he has begun to enjoy this feeling.
Obviously, Li Xiuyuan and others already knew that he used human flesh to make barbecued pork buns, and they also knew that he had killed the Zheng family. However, because they had no evidence, they could only vent their anger through such desperate means.
Although he was sentenced to five years in prison, Wang Zhiheng felt that he was the winner!
Moreover, he secretly swore in his heart that as soon as his sentence was completed and he was released, he would take revenge on society and make Li Xiuyuan regret it!
Wang Zhiheng planned that he would specifically pick girls and children to kill, and it would be best if he killed them to cause panic among the people of Hong Kong Island. Moreover, the meat of these people is more tender, and the taste of barbecued pork buns made from them will be even better!
Unfortunately, the Eight Immortals Restaurant was also closed down by the police, and for some reason, the fact that he made human meat barbecued pork buns was even reported by ATV. In addition, the footage of Li Xiuyuan leading the team to arrest him also appeared on TV, and the clarity was very good, and it didn't look like a candid shot at all.
The most outrageous thing is that there are different camera positions switching.
What Wang Zhiheng didn't know was that ATV's ratings were now comparable to those of TVB. After this incident was exposed, not only did many citizens vomit in front of their TVs, but the Eight Immortals Restaurant also became a forbidden place.
Even the sales volume of barbecued pork buns in Hong Kong Island has experienced a cliff-like drop.
Many residents living nearby would never pass by the Eight Immortals Restaurant even if they had to take a detour.
This resulted in the originally bustling streets suddenly becoming extremely deserted.
Many shops along the street were hit by the unexpected disaster. There were no people around, so naturally there was no business.
As a result, the protection fee paid to Xinji could not be redeemed.
Some courageous bosses immediately chose to cancel their leases and open stores elsewhere.
Among them, a large number of merchants chose Hutchison Whampoa, which has a very good reputation.
In the areas controlled by Hutchison, not only are the property fees not expensive, but there is also a guarantee that no one will cause trouble in the shops.
If it happened at Hutchison Whampoa, something like what happened at the Eight Immortals Restaurant would probably not have happened.
These two points are simply a dream come true for businessmen.
According to Incomplete Domination, just because of this wave, Hutchison Property's profit increased by five percentage points compared with previous periods.
Don’t underestimate these five points. Considering the current size of Hutchison Property, they are a considerable source of income.
Even after learning about this incident, Shi Nansheng was keenly aware of the social hot spot behind it. He made a plan and immediately reported it to Lin Zehao, intending to make a movie with this incident as the background. If he moved quickly enough, taking advantage of this popularity, the box office would definitely not be low.
After careful calculation, Lin Zehao approved a budget of one million and ordered that the film must be released within half a month.
After all, this kind of social hot spot is time-sensitive. Even if Lin Zehao uses the media resources at his disposal to continue to hype it up, he won't be able to maintain the heat for a long time.
Moreover, the subject matter and gimmicks of this kind of movie will definitely make it a third-level movie, and the investment is too large to make a profit at all.
Due to time constraints, the senior management of Hutchison Entertainment discussed and decided to put the directing work of this film in the hands of Wang Jing.
Although he is still a new director, he has already shown his talent. Most importantly, Wang Jing shoots films fast enough.
At present, at Hutchison Entertainment, only Wang Jing was able to shoot and edit this film within 15 days and send it to the cinema for release even though the script and actors were not yet confirmed.
Of course, the most important thing is that Shi Nansheng and others know that the boss, Lin Zehao, always likes to give newcomers opportunities.
No one expected that even after something like the Eight Immortals Restaurant incident, the final beneficiary would be Hutchison.
When other societies learned the news, they were furious, especially Xiang Yan, who smashed several valuable wine glasses.
He didn't understand why Wei Longhao had such good luck and could always catch up with everything.
Moreover, why is he so unlucky? He did nothing wrong, but still suffered such an unexpected disaster?
Xiang Yan, I don’t accept!
In fact, what they don’t know is that most of the time, what seems to be good luck is actually the result of Lin Zehao’s manipulation behind the scenes.
Many times, people only see the results, but the process and preparation have already been carried out unknowingly.
After countless complicated thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Zhiheng looked at the prison guard who had stopped and was about to turn back, and once again put on that harmless and somewhat introverted look.
"First of all, I want to make it clear that the question of which cell you go to is not decided by me."
"Secondly, your crimes are robbing a gun and assaulting a police officer. You are more dangerous than other prisoners in this group, so you must be separated from the ordinary cells."
"Also, next time you have a problem, remember to report it to your superior."
After the prison guard’s brief explanation, Wang Zhiheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
For him, as long as Li Xiuyuan was not targeting him specifically, there was nothing to worry about.
As long as he behaved himself, Wang Zhiheng didn't believe that the prisoners would make things difficult for them for no reason.
After walking for a while, the prison guard pointed to the cell from a distance and said, "This is it, go in."
"Thank you, sir."
Wang Zhiheng thanked him and slowly walked into the cell.
From the outside, this cell was no different from the others. The layout remained unchanged for thousands of years. Apart from a few bunk beds, there was nothing else furnished in the room.
However, the color of the walls and floors is somewhat dark.
As the cell door closed, Wang Zhiheng subconsciously turned his head to look, but only saw a heavy iron door.
When Wang Zhiheng looked back again, a fist had appeared in his sight and was rapidly enlarged.
Under such circumstances, Wang Zhiheng had no time to dodge and could only subconsciously close his eyes driven by his body instinct.
The next second, the sound of glasses breaking and Wang Zhiheng's screams rang out at the same time.
"what!"
Wang Zhiheng's left eye was pierced by glass fragments produced by the broken eye, and blood gushed out immediately!
"my eyes!"
"I can't see anything. Where are my eyes..."
Wang Zhiheng covered his left eye tightly, shouted at the top of his voice, and waved his right hand wildly, trying to knock down the murderer who attacked him.
At this time, the prison guard knocked on the iron door and shouted: "Don't make a fuss. If you make a loud noise again, don't blame us for being rude."
"You're so arrogant right after you got here, be careful you won't make it through the night!"
However, the next second, Wang Zhiheng's right eye was hit by the same punch, and the force was almost the same.
"what……"
"Who is it? Who is it?"
"If you have the guts, come out and challenge me one-on-one!"
Although his right eye was not pierced by glass fragments, Wang Zhiheng's eyes became black and blue due to the powerful punch. His eyes were also red and swollen, with blood oozing out. He couldn't even open his eyes.
Wang Zhiheng could only cover his left eye with one hand, and use his right eye, which could only be opened a crack, to barely observe the situation around him, while his right hand was constantly waving around.
At this moment, the sound of the cell door opening was heard, and Wang Zhiheng subconsciously waved his arms in the direction of the sound.
The prison guard who came to check the situation grabbed Wang Zhiheng's arm and immediately shouted, "Throw it!"
"It's fine if he attacked the police outside, but he's still a dog that can't change its bad habits once he's in Stanley!"
"Blow him!"
The prison guard who came up behind him immediately drew out the wooden baton from his waist and hit Wang Zhiheng, who was standing there in a daze, on the head!
"what!!!"
"The prison guards are beating people, help!"
Wang Zhiheng lay on the ground, barely protecting his head, enduring the pain in his body, and shouting at the top of his lungs.
"You still dare to be tough?"
Seeing this, two prison guards stepped forward and held Wang Zhiheng down directly. Another prison guard took the baton in his hand and hit Wang Zhiheng's mouth with all his strength!
At the moment when the wooden baton collided violently with Wang Zhiheng's teeth, his two front teeth, mixed with blood, were directly pushed into his throat and swallowed by him.
However, the prison guards obviously had no intention of stopping and continued to do the same.
He hit Wang Zhiheng's mouth three times!
In an instant, Wang Zhiheng felt as if there were a lot of foreign objects in his throat. He subconsciously wanted to speak, but he swallowed all the foreign objects.
Wang Zhiheng's mouth was full of blood, and his originally neat teeth were gone, leaving only a few. The bloody mess was unbearable to look at.
The intense pain made Wang Zhiheng's consciousness become a little unclear. He barely opened his right eye and looked at the scene in front of him with the only remaining slit. He felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning and upside down.
At this time, the prison guard put the baton back into his waist, pointed at Wang Zhiheng who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and said: "You are causing trouble as soon as you come in. It seems that you have a good physique."
"In that case, you will have no food for two days, today and tomorrow!"
"As for the day after tomorrow, it depends on your performance."
After the leading prison guard finished speaking, he turned and left.
The other prison guards spat a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm at Wang Zhiheng and then turned and left.
As the cell door was closed again, Butcher Yongcai slowly stood up from the lower bunk and came in front of Wang Zhiheng.
"I heard you were making human barbecued pork buns out there?"
"And he killed a family of five, not even sparing a child who was only a few years old?"
"You look like a decent human being, but I never expected that underneath that human skin, you are actually a beast."
In Zhang Weihua's case, Li Yong was sentenced to one year in prison for dangerous driving.
Because of his good behavior during his imprisonment, his sentence was reduced by three months.
In less than a month, Li Yong will be able to go out.
Because of Hutchison's reputation and his own style of fighting to the death, he lived a very free and easy life in Stanley.
Now, he is not only the boss of this prison, but also a well-known figure in the whole Stanley.
When some prisoners see Li Yong, they all call him Brother Yong.
This time, Butcher Yong received an order from the society to find a way to make Wang Zhiheng admit to the fact that he had committed murder.
Butcher Yong certainly obeyed the society's orders, so Wang Zhiheng was beaten as soon as he entered the cell.
"I was wrongly accused. I didn't kill anyone at all!"
Wang Zhiheng still said the same thing, and despite his miserable appearance, it was indeed convincing.
If someone doesn't know about it, it would be easy to be fooled by him.
Unfortunately, Butcher Yong was doing this under the orders of the boss, and he absolutely believed what Brother Hao said.
Whoever Brother Hao says is the murderer is the murderer!
Butcher Yong looked at Wang Zhiheng who kept denying, showed a meaningful smile, and said: "It seems that you are still stubborn, but seeing that you are covered in blood, I'd better disinfect you first to avoid infection."
Then, he turned around and ordered his younger brother, "You guys, take him for disinfection."
Butcher Yong's words made Wang Zhiheng subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, although Wang Zhiheng's eyesight was not good, he could feel someone helping him up from the ground.
He barely opened his right eye and saw the blurry figure standing beside him. He said, "Thank you, big boss. Thank you very much..."
In response to Wang Zhiheng's thanks, Butcher Yong did not say anything. He just crossed his arms across his chest and looked at his back coldly.
Soon, Wang Zhiheng was taken to the toilet, and before he could say anything, his entire head was pressed into the toilet bowl.
"Close your eyes, lie down, don't move, we will disinfect you thoroughly!"
Although Wang Zhiheng couldn't see with both eyes, his nose was still very useful. He instantly smelled a pungent and exaggerated smell, which choked him and made him start coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Hey guys, it's just disinfection, there's no need to come to a place like this, right?"
"Otherwise, I'd better not bother you guys to disinfect me. I just need to rest for a while..."
Wang Zhiheng coughed and spoke, trying to change these people's minds.
Because, judging from the information obtained by the sense of smell, eighty percent of this scene is related to various kinds of excrement.
Although this was Wang Zhiheng's first time in the prison, he was basically certain of this guess.
Before he could finish, it seemed as if it suddenly started to rain.
The target of those raindrops was Wang Zhiheng's head.
"Ugh... ugh..."
The strong and pungent smell made Wang Zhiheng's stomach churn. He could no longer control himself and fell to the ground, starting to vomit wildly.
"Why are you running? We are doing this for your own good!"
"Do you think that just anyone who wants to be disinfected can be treated like this?"
"Or do you think our kindness can be trampled on so casually?"
After trembling a few times and shaking off the evil, they began to question Wang Zhiheng.
Wang Zhiheng vomited and said, "Ugh... no... ugh..."
"I didn't... Ugh..."
Wang Zhiheng wanted to explain, but the pungent smell kept irritating his nerves, causing him to vomit continuously.
Even though, in fact, there was nothing in his stomach, and what he vomited out was just acid water.
Butcher Yong looked at Wang Zhiheng, whose face was covered in yellow liquid, and said with a sneer on his face: "Brothers, since he doesn't appreciate it, then we should take good care of him!"
"I've heard what Brother Yong said. Let's first deal some damage to this perverted murderer."
Everyone took action immediately, and soon, they tied Wang Zhiheng up in the toilet. He wanted to call out to the prison guard, but there was a towel in his mouth that had not been washed for who knows how long.
As for what was stained on it, that was not something Wang Zhiheng could figure out.
Anyway, he felt deeply that the things stuck on the towel were definitely not clean.
Wang Zhiheng wanted to struggle, but found that the rope was tied very tightly, and it just fit every joint of his body. He couldn't even move, let alone escape.
Seeing this, the butcher smiled and said, "Don't struggle. My family has been butchers for generations. Although I no longer slaughter animals, I have not lost my skills."
"If you can break free of this rope, I will no longer be called Butcher Yong!"
Wang Zhiheng listened to these words, but still did not give up. He struggled with all his strength.
Unfortunately, even though his wrists were bleeding, the ropes on his body showed no signs of being broken free, and there was not even a sense of looseness at all.
This time, Wang Zhiheng finally gave up.
"I think he looks very tired. Let's start massaging him."
"Everyone line up, come one by one, don't leave this murderer idle."
After Butcher Yong said this, he sat down on the lower bunk and began to watch coldly.
"Understood, Brother Yong!"
Everyone responded and started lining up in groups of two to give Wang Zhiheng a "massage".
The massage method is also very simple, basically using your feet.
"Looking at your condition, I know your kidneys are not in good condition. Let us give you a good massage!"
After saying this, the two men started kicking Wang Zhiheng's kidneys violently.
Wang Zhiheng only felt a sharp pain, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and even his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He wanted to vent his anger by shouting, but his mouth had been blocked long ago. Apart from the disgusting smell of a human, there were those granular unknown objects.
He could only whimper, and the objects in his mouth were gradually wetted by Wang Zhiheng's saliva. The dirt was naturally absorbed and digested by him.
The two kicked Wang Zhiheng's waist for about five or six minutes before they were almost exhausted. They could only wave their hands and said breathlessly, "Change players."
Immediately, two more people came forward, but their target was still Wang Zhiheng's kidney.
(End of this chapter)
