Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Although the foreigner didn't understand Chinese, he wasn't an idiot.

Liu Baoqiang and Zhou Xingxing's actions were clearly to pin him down.

There was absolutely no good end waiting for him next.

No matter how hard the foreigner struggled, Liu Baoqiang and Zhou Xingxing both held him down.

"I want to see a lawyer. According to the laws of the empire, I have the right to ask for a lawyer!"

However, Liu Baoqiang and Zhou Xingxing had no way to deal with the foreigner's chattering and noisy mouth.

Zhou Quan and his brothers all had warrants on their chests.

What's more, their bulletproof vests were also marked with the police's foreign language.

Therefore, the foreigner had already understood the identities of Zhou Quan and others.

It was precisely because of this that he kept asking to see Zhou Quan's boss and lawyer.

Compared with the more serious Liu Baoqiang, Zhou Xingxing was obviously much more eccentric.

He raised his right foot and immediately prepared to take off his shoes and socks to block the foreigner's mouth.

"Axing, we are police officers, behave in a civilized manner!"

However, Zhou Xingxing had just taken off half of his combat boots when Zhou Quan's voice, which was a bit disgusting, stopped him directly.

He said that police officers should be more civilized, but Zhou Quan's next move could not be said to be related to the word civilization at all.

"Pa!"

Zhou Quan took a step forward and flashed in front of the foreigner.

He raised his hand and slapped the foreigner in the face.

"Show off? Return his fucking empire?"

A series of beautiful words were translated by Zhou Quan into a very standard Oxford accent foreigner language, which did not affect the contextual meaning at all.

"I am the boss here now, and Elizabeth is useless!"

As he spoke, Zhou Quan raised his foot and stepped on the foreigner's foot with a sneer that was not concealed at all.

He exerted force on his legs and twisted them left and right, so that the foreigner no longer dared to ask to see this or that, and could only wail continuously.

Seeing this scene, Liu Baoqiang and Zhou Xingxing looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Assistant, your words and deeds are not civilized at all, they are simply irrelevant!

As for the words Zhou Quan said, as native Hong Kong Islanders, they could naturally understand them.

But the two of them obviously did not mean to stop the superior, and all treated their ears as temporarily deaf.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhou Quan temporarily let the foreigner go until there was a knock on the door.

"A Xing, go open the door!"

Zhou Quan, who was in a very comfortable mood, pulled the bulletproof vest on his body and put on a kind smile again.

The person outside the door was He Wenzhan who went to find Zhou Quan to ask for the items.

As for the other anti-gang police officers, they had already left the room at He Wenzhan's signal.

He Wenzhan had a white towel hanging around his neck and a bucket of water on each shoulder.

This parking lot office building can be said to be Dafei's home base, so there is no shortage of various daily necessities.

Zhou Xingxing hurriedly took over and carried two full buckets of water into the room with He Wenzhan.

"Not enough! Ah Zhan, go get a few more buckets!"

Zhou Quan looked up, shook his head and said, "Ah Xing will follow too!"

He Wenzhan and Zhou Xingxing nodded, put down the buckets, and left the room without saying a word.

A few minutes later, He Wenzhan and Zhou Xingxing returned, and Zhou Quan finally had all the items he needed.

He wet the white towel himself, and Zhou Quan walked towards the foreigner with a playful smile.

"No! No! No!"

The foreigner shook his head repeatedly with horror, but Liu Baoqiang held his shoulders tightly, and he couldn't struggle at all.

Water torture, a cruel and inhumane interrogation method, the foreigner had certainly heard of it.

Even he himself had used this method on others before.

At this moment, Zhou Quan looked like a devil with a hypocritical smile in the eyes of the foreigner.

"Aqiang, get out of the way!"

With a fierce look in his eyes, Zhou Quan signaled Liu Baoqiang to hide aside temporarily.

When Liu Baoqiang got away from behind the foreigner, Zhou Quan raised his foot and kicked the foreigner to the ground.

Before the foreigner could struggle again, Zhou Quan had already stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

With a faint force on his feet, no matter how hard the foreigner struggled, he seemed to be pressed to the ground by a big stone.

After He Wenzhan, Zhou Xingxing and Liu Baoqiang came forward to help, he could no longer move at all.

Slowly squatting down, Zhou Quan slowly covered the foreigner's face with the towel that he had wet by hand.

"Ah Zhan, do you need me to teach you how to do it?"

Zhou Quan said with a chuckle, his eyes falling on his most trusted confidant.

"Don't worry, helper!"

He Wenzhan nodded in response, and a cold arc gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I know this method!"

After the words fell, He Wenzhan asked Zhou Xingxing and Liu Baoqiang to step on both sides of the foreigner's head.

He picked up a bucket and forcibly tore off the plastic seal and bucket lid on it.

The gurgling water poured down, just pouring on the foreigner's mouth and nose.

Under normal circumstances, the foreigner would only feel the discomfort of the water flow.

But at this moment, he had a wet towel covering his face, which was very fatal.

The water flow kept choking his mouth and nose, and the wet towel prevented him from spitting out the water.

Even if he held his breath, he could still feel the strong sense of suffocation, as if he could be drowned at any time and anywhere.

The foreigner struggled hard, but he was firmly imprisoned in place by Zhou Xingxing and Liu Baoqiang.

Even if he wanted to shake his head, he couldn't do it at all.

After half a bucket of water went down, the foreigner's chest, which had been violently heaving and bulging, gradually reduced the movement.

"That's enough, A Zhan!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Quan waved his hand to stop He Wenzhan.

The continuous pouring water disappeared, and the foreigner immediately coughed and gasped violently.

"Talk about it!"

Raising his leg and kicking the foreigner's arm, Zhou Quan spoke slowly with a calm expression.

The foreigner panted violently for dozens of seconds, and finally felt that the psychological and physical fear and pain gradually subsided.

"Officer, what do you want me to say? Shouldn't you give me a question first?"

He couldn't help asking with a tearful tone.

"Lift this foreigner up!"

Zhou Quan didn't ask directly, but signaled Liu Baoqiang and Zhou Xingxing to lift him up first.

Because Zhou Quan needed to judge whether the foreigner's answer was correct by the micro-expression when he answered the question.