Chapter 4295

Zhao Desan lay on the hotel bed, thinking about the injustice of the world. He had accepted this kind of unfairness since he was born. Although his family was wealthy when he was young and he could be said to be a child born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he didn't study hard and never thought about the future. But good times didn't last long, and his family underwent a change. In order not to worry about food and clothing, his father used connections to get him into a government unit. Zhao Desan only then realized that he had blamed his parents and teachers when he was young, but he was the only one who forgot that he should blame society the most. Everyone says that bad luck shouldn't be blamed on society, but Zhao Desan always felt that it was society that made him unlucky. His father's unjust death was a manifestation of the darkness of this society.

Bad people run rampant every day, while good people are taken away by the King of Hell. Thinking about it now, Zhao Desan felt this sentence was truly correct. He couldn't help but think of an incident from his childhood. At that time, there was a little hooligan where Zhao Desan lived, a playboy who ran rampant every day. When the common people reported it to the police station, no one paid any attention. A policeman surnamed Liu, newly assigned from the police academy, was full of enthusiasm and accepted the report from the common people, handling the matter. That little hooligan was arrested, but Policeman Liu couldn't touch him. Money is the boss, and the bureau chief spoke up, saying he was young and just needed to be educated. A few days later, the little hooligan was released. This time, it was miserable for Policeman Liu. The little hooligan took advantage of Policeman Liu being drunk, sprinkled a handful of lime on his face, beat Policeman Liu up, kicked his spleen, and hit his head with a few clubs, and he never woke up again. Everyone was very angry, but the matter was eventually left unsettled.

Another thing was that every time his big brother passed by the police station, he would say, bad people run rampant every day, while good people are taken away by the King of Hell. Zhao Desan thought about this sentence, it was truly correct.

Good people don't live long. The more Zhao Desan thought about it, the more irritable he felt, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

Zhao Desan thought that he must rise up, for himself and for the people around him.

"Buzz... buzz... buzz..." Just at this moment, Zhao Desan's mobile phone suddenly rang. He touched his phone in confusion, looking at the phone screen with half-closed eyes. Zhao Desan wasn't stung by the strong light of the phone screen, but he was stung by the caller ID.

He saw Zheng Chuyi's phone number on the screen and thought to himself, why would this beautiful reporter call him at this time? Could it be that she wanted to educate him again?

Zhao Desan coughed and answered the phone.

"Hello, Reporter Zheng, calling me so late, what's the matter?"

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"Is that so? Then you are acting on behalf of heaven."

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"Hehe, as long as Reporter Zheng is willing to come, that's my honor, how could I be reluctant."

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"Absolutely not, when you come, don't save money for me!"

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"Okay, then you should rest early too!"

Zhao Desan put down the phone. Who said good people are killed and bad people are left? In the future, this sentence will become bad people are killed and good people are left.