Chen Yang jumped off the tiger's back, and everyone was looking at Director Zhong nervously when they saw the tiger suddenly rushing up.

"Bell, be careful!"

Someone shouted.

Director Zhong tensed his nerves, thinking that they were worried that he would be hit by a car, and ignored them.

He's already aiming for the tires.

"Bang!"

The hammer was pulled sharply, and the bullet hit the front tire with precision.

But in the next second, he felt his body suddenly take off.

Before he could react, the whole person sat on the back of the tiger.

Just looking at the car, the front of the car shook and hit the roadside railing.

With a bang, the car rushed out of the curb and planted into the field on the side.

The car was smoking, but it wasn't on fire.

Everyone exhaled in unison.

"This shot is really accurate. Zhang Jun admired.

A person on the side said in a proud tone: "Our director, he was a sharpshooter of the special forces back then, and it took a lot of effort for the former director to get him over." ”

It's not just a matter of marksmanship anymore.

It's guts, mentality.

And Director Zhong has them all.

"Go and get the guys up!" Director Zhong reacted and shouted.

He felt that it was quite comfortable to sit on the back of the tiger.

The police rushed down in a swarm, and at this time, the car door was kicked open, and Wu Hong, whose head was bleeding, climbed out of the car.

With a dagger in his hand, he waved it at the policemen who rushed over and said, "Don't come here!"

The police officers looked abusive.

A dagger counts as a hair, and we have guns.

Perhaps thinking that this trick was useless, Wu Hong immediately turned the dagger, put it against his neck, and shouted: "Come over again, I will die for you!"

They actually want to say, if you want to die, hurry up.

But for professional reasons, this cannot be said.

While forcing them, Wu Hong walked onto the road and stalemate with the police.

Director Zhong jumped off the back of the tiger, walked over, and said, "Comrade, what are you doing? Put down the knife, we are just looking for you to go back to the bureau for routine business, what are you excited about?"

"Huh. Wu Hong laughed at himself: "Don't lie to me, I know what I have done, and it is impossible for me to go back with you." ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"I ......" Wu Hong didn't know, he just wanted to run, the farther he ran, the better, but now, he couldn't run at all.

He swept his gaze, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Chen Yang, and suddenly became angry in his heart.

It's this little Taoist, a ghost, right?

He grinded his teeth and said, "I'm going to have a few words with him!"

A pair of eyes looked at Chen Yang in unison.

Director Zhong said: "What do you have to say to him? Alright, put the knife away, and go back with us to record a confession. ”

"No!" Wu Hong shouted, pressing hard against his neck, and he really scratched his skin.

He was emotional: "I'm going to talk to him, let him come!"

"Wu Hong!" Director Zhong shouted, and was about to approach step by step, when he was not prepared to grab the knife, Chen Yang suddenly walked over.

"What does the donor want to say to Poor Dao?"

"Little Taoist..."

"It's okay, the donor wants to talk to the poor way, and the poor road will talk to him. ”

Chen Yang smiled, walked past the policemen, and walked towards Wu Hong.

"Dao Chief, be careful!" Yan Qing shouted nervously from behind.

Zhang Jun said: "Be careful, it's true that Wu Hong should be careful." ”

He thought to himself, this guy is really good at picking people.

Among the dozens of people, he was stunned to pick the one with the highest combat effectiveness.

If this kind of intelligence can escape, it is really a blasphemy against their intelligence.

Director Zhong wanted to stop him, but Chen Yang walked extremely fast, and before he finished speaking, he was already standing in front of Wu Hong, no more than half a meter away.

"Wu Hong, don't mess around!" Director Zhong shouted.

Wu Hong already smiled and said, "Little Taoist, it's a good thing for you to bad old man, it's you, right?"

Chen Yang pretended to be puzzled: "What is the donor talking about? ”

"Don't you understand, you're still pretending to be deaf and dumb with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is going to be sentenced, don't think about it!"

"Ten years in prison is also sitting, twenty years is the same, Lao Tzu is out!"

Wu Hong roared angrily and stabbed Chen Yang with a knife.

"Stop!" shouted Director Chung, and the other policemen quickly drew their guns.

But Wu Hong's movements were too fast, too sudden, and even now it was too late to draw the gun.

Chen Yang stood there, not panicked at all.

When the knife was about to stab down, Chen Yang raised his hand.

"Click!"

Chen Yang was very relaxed, so he pinched Wu Hong's wrist.

Wu Hong only felt that his wrist seemed to be caught by a vice, and he couldn't move.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, why does the donor want to hurt the poor Dao?"

Shaking his head, in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

I finally found an opportunity to do it.

There is no way, as a cultivator, under normal circumstances, Chen Yang can't take the initiative.

However, people strike first, and Chen Yang can make a move in order to protect himself.

Like what......

"Smack!"

Chen Yang raised his hand and slapped him, Wu Hong's brain buzzed, half of his face instantly swollen, and his brain went blank for a moment.

Then the backhand was another slap.

"Shi presided over the knife and threatened the poor road, and he should be beaten. ”

"Smack!"

"The donor mutilates the animal, it should be beaten!"

"Smack!"

Every time Chen Yang listed a piece of incriminating evidence, he raised his hand and slapped him.

After saying more than a dozen reasons without repetition in one breath, Wu Hong's face was already swollen into a pig's head.

"Donor ......"

Chen Yang found that he didn't seem to have anything to say.

But the right hand fell involuntarily.

"Smack!"

"You... What are you still hitting me for?"

"I'm sorry, but the poor road is easy. ”

Sorry for a smile, Chen Yang withdrew his hand, changed his right foot, and lifted it to kick it up.

"Bang!"

Wu Hong was kicked to the ground by him and rolled several times before stopping.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. After reciting a word, Chen Yang took out a wet tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped the five fingers of his right hand.

This guy's face is really greasy.

Everyone looked stupid.

Is this little Taoist so fierce?

People have knives in their hands, so close, you can take it?

"Poor Dao has just started, can it be regarded as legitimate defense?" Chen Yang asked.

Director Zhong glanced at him up and down, listened to his words, and nodded a little cryingly: "Count." ”

Then he waved his hand: "Arrest the people." ”

Wu Hong was immediately pressed to the ground, crying and chirping.

I thought that this little Taoist priest was the softest, and he was captured as a hostage, and there was still hope of escaping.

Who knew that this was not bronze at all, it was a special king!

"Little Taoist, please go back with us and record a confession. Director Zhong said.

Chen Yang sighed in his heart, I haven't slept yet.

But the police and the people are close to each other, and he can't refuse.

"That's... After recording the confession, can I send the poor Dao back?" Chen Yang asked.

Director Zhong smiled: "Send, I'll send." ”