He Luo's heart was forcibly holding back his anger, but anyone could see that He Luo's angry look was at all.

I saw that He Luo also tried his best to support his hind arm, and wanted to break the handcuffs hard, but after trying it himself, he gave up decisively.

These little steel handcuffs are so hard!

Seeing that He Luo was also a little angry, and how hard he looked, the smile on District Chief Wang's face became even more overflowing.

"Hahaha, you kid, do you still want to attack the police? Come on, I'll give you a chance, you're going to catch it! As he spoke, District Chief Wang actually stretched his face next to He Luo.

In fact, District Chief Wang understands very well in his heart, if this kid dares to touch one of his hairs, once he is charged with attacking the police, then this crime will be big, so this District Chief Wang is also constantly teasing He Luo's nerves and wants to seduce He Luo to commit a crime.

But what kind of person is He Luo, how could it be that he doesn't know these fancy intestines in the heart of this Wang District Chief, even if he forcibly suppressed the temper in his heart, he didn't look at this Wang District Chief.

And when he turned his head around, he couldn't help but whistle when he looked at District Chief Wang's face.

Seeing that He Luo also didn't eat the trap he set for him, District Chief Wang also looked angry, and directly took out the baton in his hand and pumped it fiercely towards He Luo's body.

He Luo forcibly endured the pain that this Wang District Chief brought to him, and he stared at this Wang District Chief with a resentful gaze.

District Chief Wang also looked at He Luo's appearance, that is, the strength of He Luo's hand could be said to be even heavier.

"I'll let you speak, I'll let you speak, I'll let you give me something to do here, I'll let you give me here so that you look like you're very dragged!" District Chief Wang's mouth was also angry, and he roared one after another.

"Papapa, pa, papa!"

It was the voice of District Chief Wang's baton that fell on He Luo's body.

"Stop fighting, District Chief Wang, if you continue like this, I'm afraid it will have some bad impact on the prestige of our police station. When he said this, Qiu Siyu still glanced at He Luo with a more worried look, but He Luo was obviously beaten by District Chief Wang because he was a little unconscious.

However, only He Luo himself knows that if he does this, it is nothing more than a means to protect himself, in order to prevent this Wang District Chief from continuing his atrocities, he still pretends to be a pretend, anyway, there is nothing to be ashamed of, isn't it?

"Hehe, then you're going to go to another dimension with me tonight. Hey. I saw that this district chief Wang also leaned hard next to Qiu Siyu, and his face changed instantly and he began to speak.

If he didn't agree, presumably this District Chief Wang would probably beat He Luo to death, but if he agreed, he would definitely suffer, and now Qiu Siyu is also in a dilemma.

However, seeing that District Chief Wang raised his hand holding the baton again, he finally felt a little unbearable, and slowly said in the direction of District Chief Wang, "Okay, I promise you, you don't continue to fight." ”

Seeing that Qiu Siyu also let go of his mouth, District Chief Wang had some overjoyed feelings in his heart.

So in an instant, he let go of the hand holding the baton, and said slowly to Qiu Siyu, "Okay, good, that's good, hehe." ”

Looking back, he also looked at He Luo and said slowly, "Boy, congratulations, you don't have to suffer from this flesh and skin, your beautiful sister saved you, but now although you don't have to be beaten, but what, you still have to stay in this police station obediently, I'm afraid, until when there is a result, you can go out." District Chief Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly.

In fact, District Chief Wang is a person who holds grudges, even if He Luo was not able to be begged for mercy by Qiu Siyu, he was not ready to let He Luo go easily, so this District Chief Wang's words can be said to be a fart existence.

He Luo didn't pay attention to District Chief Wang's words, but instead felt a sense of surprise when he heard that Qiu Siyu could make such a big sacrifice for his safety.

It's just that the time of contact with Qiu Siyu is very short, and it can even be said that even a simple friend can't reach a level, but if Qiu Siyu can defend himself like this, it really makes He Luo feel very surprised.

But it's surprise to surprise, and now I can't escape the fate of being handcuffed.

He Luo can swear that this time is really the most humiliating time before he was reborn, including after being reborn, that is, after he has experienced many, many dangers, and he is not as humiliated as he is today.

Now He Luo is some to blame Li Xiaoyun, and some are secretly to blame why Li Xiaoyun arranged the speed of people so slowly.

However, when He Luo's thoughts were brewing in his mind, the phone of this obscene middle-aged fat man slowly began to ring.

I saw that this obscene fat man showed an extremely serious and cautious feeling after seeing who was calling.

"Hey, minister, hello, what's the matter?, okay, just tell me, haha!" The obscene fat man also began to talk in flattery after receiving the call.

Looking at the call received by District Chief Wang, He Luo's heart couldn't help but become a little excited, could this call be the person arranged by Li Xiaoyun?

At this time, Qiu Siyu also slowly walked to his side, and slowly asked He Luo with a somewhat worried tone, "Eh, are you okay?"

"It's okay, such a small injury is still nothing to me. He Luo also made a look of relief, and said to Qiu Siyu.

In fact, this is not He Luochui, if you talk about your own body, these few beatings that have been beaten by the district chief Wang alive have no effect on yourself.

It's that he is a person who has forged his body, and he is a first-class person, if he can be beaten down by this Wang District Chief, then he is really a little sorry for the name of the cultivator.