The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Zhu Caifeng, an uneducated housewife, is no match for a loan company that cannibalizes people.

As for Zhang Heng, he is a coward through and through. After being threatened by debt collectors, he was so scared that he hid at home and dared not even show his face, allowing Zhu Fengcai, a weak woman and child, to face a group of evil spirits.

The means and methods of debt collectors emerge in endlessly.

Before Zhu Caifeng paid, they harassed the residents of the same building, harassed relatives and friends of Zhang's family, and even classmates who used to have a good time.

With such a practice, Zhang Heng's reputation can be said to be discredited.

People around complained and scolded the mother and son.

And Zhang Heng has also been reduced from an excellent young man praised by everyone to a negative model who is ridiculed and despised by others.

The matter quickly spread among high school classmates, and many old classmates even took the initiative to call Ruan Qingqing and tell her about it.

Ruan Qingqing was delighted to see Zhang Heng end up like this, but she always felt that the whole thing was indescribably weird.

Zhang Heng is naturally not a good thing, but she doesn't think Zhang Heng has the guts to commit the act of stealing.

But she just thought about it, and didn't take it too seriously.

Evil comes with evil, God helped her deal with the scumbag, but spared her any further effort.

It didn't take long for Ruan Qingqing to hear the latest news.

Zhang Heng was sentenced to ten months in prison for theft. The loan company took away the family house. Zhu Caifeng was implicated by her son and lost her job. No employer is willing to hire the mother of the thief to do housekeeping.

To Ruan Qingwei's surprise, Yang Shan never left Zhang Heng at this time, not only went to visit Zhang Heng in prison, but also helped Zhu Caifeng set up a stall to support her family.

What's even more amazing is that Yang Shan actually came to the door, hoping that she would visit Zhang Heng.

"Zhang Heng is living a miserable life now. Everyone in the prison is bullying him. He is skinny. Gentleman, you should go and see him when you have time."

Facing Yang Shan's behavior of the Virgin Mary, Ruan Weiqing replied bluntly, "It's your fault that you are mentally ill, don't take me with you, Yang Shan, please don't appear in front of me again in the future, because seeing you I just feel sick."

However, Yang Shan's face is too thick.

No matter how Ruan Qingqing scolds and sarcasm, she still visits the door from time to time to find a sense of presence, which makes Ruan Qingqing very annoying.

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On the second prison visit day after Zhang Heng was imprisoned, Zhao Xiaolan visited the prison.

Since she was imprisoned, Zhao Xiaolan was the only friend who came to visit her besides her own mother Zhu Caifeng and her faithful licking dog Yang Shan.

I haven't seen him for a month, and Zhang Heng's whole body has changed drastically. His hair has been shaved into a square inch, his face is yellow and thin, his face and body are covered with bruises, and his eyes are dull and dull. It was not until he saw Zhao Xiaolan that there was a little light.

Looking at Zhao Xiaolan, Zhang Heng was very excited, with sobs in his voice, "Sister Lan, thank you for coming to see me. Only when I'm in trouble can I see who my real friends are..."

Zhao Xiaolan interrupted his sensuality, curled her red lips with a sneer, "I came today to ask you something."

"What's the matter? Sister Lan, tell me."

"Do you have any other backups of the video tape from that night? As long as you are willing to hand it over, I can find a way to get you out."

This is of course a deceptive empty talk, but Zhang Heng believes it to be true.

It's just that he couldn't understand the video tape that Zhao Xiaolan was talking about.

Zhao Xiaolan thought he was pretending to be crazy, and warned with a gloomy face: "Zhang Heng, you'd better think clearly, I have the ability to send you in, and I have the ability to keep you out for a lifetime!"

Zhang Heng understood what he said, and he looked at Zhao Xiaolan in disbelief.

"Sister Lan, are you framing me?"

"No wonder the watch ran into my pocket for no reason, it turned out to be you!?"

"Zhao Xiaolan! You bitch! You framed me!?"

After realizing that Zhao Xiaolan in front of him was the chief culprit who ruined his life, Zhang Heng was as angry as a raging lion, wishing he could break open the iron railing in front of him, pounce on Zhao Xiaolan and tear her into pieces, eating them in one bite.

The prison guard heard the scolding and stopped him.

Zhang Heng seemed to see a life-saving straw. He pointed at Zhao Xiaolan opposite and shouted to the prison guard, "She framed me. She stole the watch. She just admitted it herself. It was her! Arrest her!"

The prison guards were used to such scenes, so they stopped their visit without saying a word, and took Zhang Heng down forcibly.

Walking out of the prison gate, Zhao Xiaolan put on her sunglasses in a good mood.

During this period of time, she searched Zhang's family and Zhang Heng's dormitories carefully, but she couldn't find a backup.

She came today just to try again, to see if Zhang Heng had hidden the backup elsewhere.

If Zhang Heng had a backup, the other party would definitely take the opportunity to make a deal when she mentioned it just now.

After all, life in prison is tough.

Zhao Xiaolan drove back to her residence, and as soon as she got out of the car, she saw an uninvited guest standing in front of her, with a mocking expression on her face.

"I didn't bother you, but you still dare to come here, Jiang Chen, you are quite courageous."

Jiang Chen threw an envelope to her blankly.

Snapped.

The envelope fell to the floor.

Zhao Xiaolan glanced at the envelope on the ground and sneered, "Don't play tricks with me, just speak up."

Jiang Chen sneered and opened his lips, "I'll count to three, if you don't pick them up, I'll take them to Zhang Heng."

"One, two..."

Zhao Xiaolan's expression was uncertain, and finally when Jiang Chen counted to the third, she gritted her teeth and bent down to pick up the envelope.

The envelope contained a thick stack of photos.

After looking at a few photos, Zhao Xiaolan's complexion became ugly. After finishing the photos, Zhao Xiaolan was shocked and angry.

"How did you do this? You've been following me?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer, but calmly took out the cigarette case and lit it.

The more casual he was, the more surprised and uncertain Zhao Xiaolan became.

Because once these photos fall into the hands of Zhang Heng and the police, her and Zhang Heng's situations will be reversed.

After exhaling a smoke ring, Jiang Chen said in a cold voice, "Whoever fabricates facts to frame others, if the circumstances are serious, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention or public surveillance; if serious consequences are caused, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years. Zhao Xiaolan, how many years do you think you will be sentenced for framing Zhang Heng?"

Zhao Xiaolan stared at Jiang Chen with an ugly face, and taunted, "You chose to come to me instead of Zhang Heng, isn't it just for money? Make a price."

Jiang Chen sneered, and flicked the cigarette butt with sparks straight at Zhao Xiaolan's face.

Zhao Xiaolan screamed and ran away, but she still got a red mark on the back of her hand from the cigarette end, but she dared not speak out, and could only stare at Jiang Chen blankly.

Jiang Chen turned around and left.

"Jiang Chen, stop."

Zhao Xiaolan hurriedly caught up and stopped Jiang Chen, "What do you want? If you want money, you can make a price!"

Jiang Chen looked at her, "Your attitude disappoints me, I don't want to talk about it."

Zhao Xiaolan gritted her teeth angrily, but she had to bow her head because her throat was pinched.

"I did too much in the past. I apologize to you. Is it okay?"

Jiang Chen sneered, "Standing and apologizing? It seems that you have no sincerity. If it was Zhang Heng, he would probably be willing to let him kneel and lick my shoes. What do you think?"

Zhao Xiaolan's pupils suddenly constricted.

She stared at the photos in her hand, one by one, like the slow motion of a movie, showing the whole process of secretly putting the watch in Zhang Heng's pocket while Zhang Heng was drinking.

These photos must not fall into Zhang Heng's hands.

The momentary humiliation is insignificant compared with the future of freedom.

Zhao Xiaolan gritted her teeth, bent over and slowly knelt down towards Jiang Chen.