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Chapter 92(2/2)

Lu Dong looked at these coldly. You may not be very particular about doing business, but you must have a bottom line!

What's more, most of the customers are from the same village!

No, Cheng Lifeng is not from Lujia Village, and he didn't think he was from Lujia Village!

The net of heaven is vast and unobstructed!

Team Zhang went over and rushed in, asked to open the door, and then saw the thing in the photo.

It was sunburned on the concrete floor, and there were at least four or five hundred.

This is too courageous!

"Ah—" A woman screamed, followed by a crying voice: "My God, I won't live anymore! I won't live anymore!"

The woman howled loudly, and even the prefecture house was shaking.

This kind of thing cannot be solved by howling.

Through the open door, Lu Dong could see that Cheng Lifeng's wife was rolling wildly on the ground, her hair was loose, as if a crazy woman was constantly trying to roll towards the side where she was drying things.

This kind of thing is not something that can get away with it by acting crazy.

Not long after, Cheng Lifeng's wife was handcuffed and pressed into a van.

Team Zhang left two people to finish the game, first asked someone to escort Cheng Lifeng his wife back to the team, and then immediately rushed to Cheng Lifeng meat shop to gather.

Santana launched, and Team Zhang's face was tense: "For money, this person doesn't even want the most basic conscience."

Lu Dong held the front seat and said, "They don't know how much money they have made over the years." When it comes to money, he remembered something: "Captain Zhang, what should I do with their illegal income?"

Team Zhang shook his head: "Once it is verified, all of them will be frozen!"

Strictly speaking, Qingzhao hasn't had such a big drug-related case in a long time.

Lu Dong asked again: "Can many victims in my village initiate civil claims?"

The army transferred to the army and said, "It is best to ask a professional lawyer for this kind of thing."

Lu Dong sighed secretly, probably Uncle Qi and the others were fine, but those old things would be difficult.

Over the years, how many people have eaten the braised cooked rice from Lifeng's family? I can't count it.
Chapter completed!
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