Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

If Peng Hai has done so many horrible evils for the millennium scourge, it is bound to die.

Peng Hai usually offends a lot of people, and now everyone looks at him with gloat.

Oh, good and evil are rewarded in the end. Such a person has done so many evil things and simply died. Isn't it cheaper to him?

I didn't know who it was, suddenly took a glass of wine and poured it on Peng Hai's face severely.

Immediately afterwards, there was a glass cup that hit his head.

In an instant, everyone around him retreated a bit from Peng Hai, and a trace of hatred appeared on everyone's face.

"Scum, devil, he can do such cruel things."

"Hurry up and grab him. He usually looks like a man, a devil, and a dog. Why is his heart so dark."

"It's horrible, kill people without blinking."

"terrible."

At this moment, Peng Hai's whole person was blown out of his mind.

The pain of the cup hitting his head made him react thoroughly, and he sat on the ground in shock, his face pale.

"Impossible, what is going on?"

His eyes widened and he looked at the TV in disbelief. The news about him was full of evidence, and every one was accurate, the location and time were almost the same.

Peng Hai was completely stupid.

He did these things secretly, and spent a lot of money afterwards to deal with the aftermath.

How could it happen? How could it suddenly burst out like this?

Over, over, is he completely over?

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and everyone looked at it and saw a group of uniformed police officers rushing in aggressively.

A policeman led by came over with an arrest warrant.

"Who is Peng Hai?"

Everyone pointed to Peng Hai tacitly. The police moved quickly and stepped forward to suppress Peng Hai.

Peng Hai didn't want to believe that all of this was true. He was not reconciled yet, and immediately struggled to shout.

"Let go of me, what are you doing? I am the secretary general of Lingcheng. I see who dares to catch me and touch me with a finger."

The police had a face full of justice and held the arrest warrant before Peng Hai.

"Peng Hai, someone reported you by real name. You are suspected of several major cases. Please come back to the police station with us."

Peng Hai's head was still in confusion, and he struggled slightly.

The two police officers quickly twisted his hands and held him on the ground full of debris, with his forehead pressed against the floor, and glass debris pierced into the flesh of his forehead, and he whispered in pain. Shouting hurts.

"It hurts..."

"Be honest, otherwise you will suffer." The police yelled, without giving Peng Hai any response, took out the handcuffs and handcuffed his hands.

Peng Hai was about to collapse, and fell from heaven to **** in a second. He was only attending a private party. How did he fall to this point?

He was not reconciled, and his heart was full of doubts.

He looked anxiously, looked at the policeman headed, and asked anxiously: "Who actually reported me? He must be deliberately slandering me, it must be so.

The police looked at him indifferently, just like seeing a dead person. He didn't need to answer Peng Hai's doubts.

He sternly ordered his subordinates to take Peng Hai up, without saying anything, and quickly left here with someone.

Peng Hai was forced to be escorted away. In just a few short steps, he gradually understood the cause and effect.