"Hey, what a crime, it's okay to be dangerous in the dungeon, but it's still like walking on thin ice when you return to reality. Being too famous is not necessarily a good thing, and it's easy to be targeted by evil people."

Puning District.

The night was dark and the evening breeze was blowing.

In a dilapidated residential building, a young man wearing a sports headband climbed the steps to the fifth floor and knocked on the dilapidated anti-theft door.

"Who are you?"

Inside the door was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a gloomy expression.

The Demon Eye King smiled and said:

"It was you who reported Ms. Zhou Yan's corruption and bribery, acting as an umbrella for lending forces, controlling and oppressing students at school, and dozens of people in society, right?

"In addition, she also used power for personal gain, gave the green light to her spouse and relatives, resold items, and illegally made hundreds of millions of dollars."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he slammed the door shut, but when the door was half closed, it was stuck with a foot.

"You, what do you want? Let me tell you, the neighbors are all here, so don't mess around." The middle-aged man shouted with fear, anger and humiliation on his face:

"My leg was broken by you, what else do you want, what else do you want? If you dare to move me, I will fight you hard."

He showed the final awakening of the little man.

The Demon Eye King's smile remained unchanged: "I'm collecting Zhou Yan's criminal evidence. If you don't mind, let's go into the room and talk."

"Are you from the Public Security Bureau, or from the Disciplinary Committee?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man became less vigilant and hostile, and looked at him suspiciously.

The red light in the eyes of the Demon Eye Heavenly King flashed away, and he smiled and said, "Whatever you think is what you think."

His words seemed to contain some kind of convincing power. The middle-aged man's eyes were empty for a moment, and then he showed joy. He quickly let the way to the room, and said in surprise:

"It turned out to be comrades from the Disciplinary Committee, come, come, please, you are finally here."

Demon Eye Heavenly King nodded reservedly, entered the room, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He casually scanned the layout of the hall. The furniture was simple and cheap. At a glance, he couldn't find anything valuable, let alone smart home.

"I've already read the information submitted by you, but now I want to hear you say it again, to check for omissions and fill in the gaps." Demon Eye Heavenly King took the disposable cup from the middle-aged man, and took a sip of tea.

In fact, he found out here through his subordinates in the black market.

The first thing the Demon Eye Heavenly King did when he came to Songhai was to order the congregants lurking in Songhai to collect information on corruption. Regardless of the official position, the matter must be serious.

If bloodthirsty is the addiction of the bewitching demon, then this is the addiction of the Demon Eye King.

If he doesn't kill corrupt officials or villains who bully men and women for a long time, he will be unable to control his inner desire to destroy the world, and thus become a killing machine that loses his mind.

"Okay." The middle-aged man said: "Many 'financial companies' in Puning District are loan sharks, and they are all under the protection of Zhou Yan, the Director of Public Security in Kangyang District. Financial companies of different sizes correspond to target groups no the same.

"Financial companies with strong capital lend loans to small and medium-sized enterprises, while financial companies at the next level target people with assets. In addition, they are not general lending platforms.

"They opened casinos, tricked people into gambling, set up killing pigs, and everyone who came in would lose everything in the end, and then they took the opportunity to lend money.

"In order to ensure that the money released can be recovered, these financial companies have trained many thugs to collect debts every day and go to the debtor's house to make trouble every day. It is useless to call the police, because there are people covering them, and they will come out after a few days at most. Continue Collect debts until the debtor is forced to sell the house, or jump off the building. Yes, there is a popular saying in their circle: one dies and the debt is cleared. JrNovels.com