"How do you know I'm a woman?"

"I can scold people like poetry, if it weren't for a beauty, I wouldn't be called Xueli Hong. ”

"You don't have the surname Xue, your name is not Xuelihong, don't tease me, I'm a policeman, please help solve a case. ”

"I'm sorry, it's a beautiful policewoman's sister, I'm scared, I'm trembling! What kind of case? I must confess and be lenient and resist strictly. ”

"Do you also know that you are afraid? Without further ado, I'll send you a few photos, a dead man, who was chopped to death with three palms, judging from your martial arts experience, can you see some Taoism. ”

"Wait! I'll be prepared to not be scared. ”

"Good. ”

Although he had killed nine people, Le Liang was still a little stunned to see the photo of the dead, and calmed down before sending a letter: "Send it!"

Kuai-tone SMS has the function of sending photos and videos, which is also good, which is convenient for communication between each other.

Soon three photos were sent, there was no face of the deceased, only three places on the upper body, three relatively long black bruises, and the sternum and ribs were sunken, which was obviously chopped to death by heavy palms.

The opponent's palm is very powerful, it should be three palms in a row, and the last palm splits the sternum and stabs into the heart, causing death, this is a master!

Le Liang thought to himself that he didn't have this palm power, Bayou Palm won in KitKat, if he fought with the other party, under the fight, as long as he was careful, he might lose.

Looking over and over again, I really can't see any Taoism, I can only know that it is not the Eight You Palm.

He sent a letter: "I am a cultivator of the Eight Wandering Palms, this murderer's cultivation of palms similar to the Mighty Vajra Palm, Iron Sand Palm, etc., has been immersed for a long time, and the palm power is strong, you can ask the master who cultivates this kind of palm." ”

"Asking you is tantamount to asking in vain. ”

Looking at Song Qianning's text message, Le Liang smiled bitterly, it was really in vain.

Since then, Song Qianning has never been fast or short, Le Liang stayed up for a while and fell asleep.

At noon the next day, Le Liang woke up, lay on the bed and smoked a cigarette, read the comments on the Masked Superman, and went to the homepages of major websites, which showed how glorious he was.

There are also a few videos, which are clips of him running taken by a few passers-by, after all, it is so weird, running under the hot sun, it will also be taken for the curious, and the click rate is very high.

Many people are asking who the masked Superman is, and there are all kinds of speculations, some say that they are invisible rich, some say that they are retired long-distance runners, some say that they are the head chefs of some big hotels, some say that they are chefs who have returned from studying abroad, and so on.

Of course, no one would say that he is a poor dick, and he can't be contacted together, although he wears shabby, but he is a rich man and a transvestite, such a superb cook, who would have thought that he would be so poor, and he would not be poor if he was a chef in a big hotel!

Le Liang is really helpless, now he can't make money with this, the system won't let him!

It's a fast sound again, Thirteen Heroes left a comment, some nonsense, bad words, and wanted to attract people to the past.

Le Liang immediately went to him, and also commented on some nonsense, bad words, are you coming and going!

In the afternoon, he went out for a stroll in his waistcoat and big trousers, ready to buy new clothes, which were already known to many people and were likely to be recognized. And the vest and big pants are much more ordinary than T jeans, and many dicks in Shangcheng are worn like this, and the color and style are similar, and they are not afraid of being recognized.

Besides, you can't always brush up on fast music in the rental house, do you want to come out and bask in the sun!

He walked in the shade, thinking about how to make money, and there were only a few hundred yuan left on him, and he couldn't think of an idea.

"Woo woo woo ......" The siren sounded, and he looked up to see five police cars speeding by, among which Song Qianning seemed to drive often.

Five police cars were dispatched, which is unusual, is there any big case?

While thinking, he slipped to the entrance of a community, where there was a circle of people, a few patrolling policemen outside to maintain order, and a circle of police cars parked inside.

Le Liang leaned over and asked, "Dude, what's the matter?"

"I heard that a murderer ran in, and just now the loudspeaker shouted that all the residents inside should be closed and not come out. ”

"Murderer...... Under the bright sky, even if you dare to commit murder in broad daylight, you must catch it!"

"I heard that it wasn't killed today, that murderer can kill martial arts, I saw that the police were also a little nervous, and they were all holding guns!"

"Well, the policeman's uncle has a gun, who dares to resist, he will be arrested......"

Before the words were finished, Le Liang was stunned, only to see a group of gun-wielding policemen in front of him constantly retreating, and warnings came and went.

And inside, Song Qianning stretched out his right hand from behind her back as a stout man, grabbed her throat, roared loudly, and walked forward step by step.

Just looking at the thick palms of the stout man's palms and thick calluses, he was very powerful at first glance, and it was likely to crush Song Qianning's throat under force.

Song Qianning couldn't make a sound, her face was a little red, so she had to move forward step by step. The policemen had no choice but to keep persuading, warning, and retreating.

"I didn't kill you, why are you chasing me?"

"You framed me, the police don't have a good person......"

"Stand back, or I'll crush her throat......"

......

Seeing that they were about to arrive at the gate of the community, the onlookers were so frightened that they hid far away, leaving only Le Liang standing there, thinking about how to save Song Qianning.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous ...... here," a patrolling policeman shouted to him.

Le Liang didn't leave, but took out a cigarette and smoked quietly, smoking may make him more sober.

"What is that man doing? Why don't you leave?"

"Who knows! he won't be stunned!"

"He was talking to me just now, saying that the policeman's uncle had a gun and wanted the murderer to be arrested, and now he was scared stupid. ”

"I don't look stupid, I'm still smoking a cigarette, and I look like a hooligan!"

......

The patrolling policeman came and tried to drag him to the rear, but he dodged and walked straight forward.

The patrolling policeman was stunned for a moment, and was about to chase him, but when he walked into the retreating police group, he stopped in surprise.

"Who are you? Who told you to come, get out of ......" A policeman spotted him and tried to pull him, but he flashed and walked to the front of the policeman.

"Come back, danger ......," a policeman shouted, trying to rush over and pull him back, but instead he walked forward again, fearing that he would startle the stout man, and stopped.

Song Qianning was speechless, her eyes looked at him, showing a look of surprise, and kept making her eyes ask him to leave.

The stout man was a little stunned, why did this person come here with a cigarette in his mouth, is it a policeman?

"Don't come closer, or I'll crush her throat......" the stout man roared.

"Brother, what kind of ability is it to bully a woman, and have the ability to rush at me?" Le Liang said lightly.

"You...... Are you a cop?" the stout man's eyes were suspicious.

"No, ordinary people, is this okay? You took me as a hostage and let her go?" Le Liang looked into the eyes of the stout man, his composure and calmness were naturally refined when he was Mr. Machine.

"Come back......" several policemen behind him shouted urgently.

Song Qianning's eyes were full of surprise......

"You...... I don't want to bully women, I was forced by them, you come here. The stout man agreed.

Le Liang walked forward, saw that Song Qianning was still winning, smiled slightly, and popped out the cigarette butt.

The cigarette butt flew straight into the stout man's eyes, and at this moment, he subconsciously closed it.

Le Liang suddenly dodged, slammed the arm of the stout man, hit the sore tendons, and the big hand couldn't help but let go, Song Qianning pulled him over, took her hand and ran.

The stout man reacted, roared a tiger, and rushed forward......

A "snap" gunshot, the stout man was shot in the shoulder, he stopped in pain, and the police swarmed in, and more than a dozen guns were aimed at him.

The stout man was restrained, handcuffed, and yelled at Le Liang, who had already run to the rear with Song Qianning: "You are shameless, your words don't count......"

Le Liang shook his head and said, "Isn't it shameless for you to bully women?"

"She's a policewoman. ”

"The policewoman is also a woman, with your force, find a bully with considerable force, no one says. ”

"She's going to kill me with a gun......"

"Huh?" Le Liang looked at Song Qianning and asked, "You want to kill him?"

"Who is going to kill him! He was so nervous that I just asked him not to move, and he grabbed me with his backhand...... I'm going to explain to you what this does, really...... My gun ......" Song Qianning thought of the gun that fell to the ground, and ran in a hurry.

The stout man was escorted past Le Liang and glared at him, his eyes blazing with rage.

Le Liang said: "If you are really wronged, you must believe the police and will return your innocence." ”

"You don't know, it's just a policeman who wronged me, and the policeman doesn't have a good thing......" The stout man was escorted away, still yelling.

At this time, a policeman walked up to Le Liang, stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for your help." ”

Le Liang had seen him, it was the Li team, who should be Song Qianning's boss, stretched out his hand and shook his hand, and said, "As a good citizen, it is incumbent on you." ”

Team Li nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and walked over.

Le Liang was a little surprised, looking at Team Li who was walking away, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Hey, why did you come here?" Song Qianning ran back, and it seemed that she had picked up the matching gun.

"I wandered around, and I happened to come here, who is that person, I heard that it is a murderer?" asked Le Liang.

"His name is Gao Hu, he is a master, he practices iron sand palms, and he killed a person yesterday...... Hey, why do I think you're also a practitioner, last time in the hospital, this time ...... How did you do that?" Song Qianning asked suspiciously.

"I haven't practiced much, but I know a few tricks, this time it's tricky, he can't open his eyes when my cigarette butt is playing, so he can pull you out. Le Liang thought of the picture sent by Song Qianning last night, could it be that the dead man was killed by Gao Hu?

However, he always felt that Gao Hu was really wronged, so he looked directly into his eyes and saw anger and grievances.

Song Qianning nodded and said, "You saved my life again...... Accompany me to see my aunt 3,000, save me 3,000 this time, a total of 6,000, I will give it to you in two months. ”