Ye Zirong sat very upright, and looked at these people's policemen who were even more hateful than ruffians and hooligans with great contempt, and shouted: "Just like you, you are still worthy of being a policeman? It's ridiculous! Hurry up! Call your director." ”

"Ahh

"This, this?" A young policeman who was standing behind Ye Zirong, who was about to hit the back of his head with an electric baton, heard the roar and was so frightened that his legs suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Hurry up, you! You're standing behind him, and he can't hit you, what's there to be afraid of?" Officer Li, who looked like a specimen on the ground, yelled at the young policeman.

Since the leader spoke, the young policeman didn't dare to slack off at all, he was prostrate, his legs were like a bicycle turning a corner, the speed was pitiful, and he picked up the electric baton in his hand, and really smashed it on Ye Zirong's head.

Shen Needle Hand sat straighter than the Taoist who meditated in the Taoist temple, and he didn't feel scared at all.

The genius boy quickly activated the fighting qi in his body, and the young policeman's electric baton had been thrown to the ground by the fighting qi that had been running above his head before it was next to his head.

The cultivation level of the Divine Acupuncture Hand has reached the foundation building stage in the Immortal Medicine Heavenly Scripture, and his physique has also reached the late stage of the martial level. How could these idle people in the world hurt him?

There are 3,000 Taoism, and you can defeat the enemy.

Unconsciously, with a "bang", the sea of consciousness of the divine needle hand actually gained a meritorious power, which was really unexpected by him.

Under normal circumstances, it is only after curing the disease and saving people that his mind will be enlightened, and the power of merit will be integrated into his sea of knowledge. But at this moment, the harvest of this meritorious power made him feel deserved, could he still get this kind of merit from God by hurting people?

The power of merit plays a vital role for a monk, it can resist the heavenly tribulation, reduce the calamity suffered by the cultivator in the later stage of the tribulation, and make it more smoothly to cultivate to the immortal level.

Ye Zirong's heart was racing, and he immediately realized that the people he taught were not good people, so he would reap the power of merit in the sea of knowledge. This also strengthened his confidence in punishing adultery and eliminating evil and upholding justice in the course of his future practice.

After the electric baton in the young policeman's hand was shaken off, he was so frightened that he seemed to have lost his soul, and hurriedly crawled outside the interrogation room, crawling in the corridor for a while, before he found the door of the monitoring room.

The door was banged with a loud bang, and the three bastards in the monitoring room, two of them were smoking and laughing, and the other person turned one hand into a pistol, aiming and aiming at the gate, and shouting "pop and ......pop" in his mouth.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what was happening outside.

Ji Changping extinguished the cigarette in his hand, walked over and opened the door, only to hear a "plop" sound, and the young policeman fell directly to the ground.

The three of them were stunned all of a sudden, where did they think that this little policeman would report to work with such a posture?

Ji Changping felt very incredible, stretched out his hand to help the little policeman up, and asked: "Hu San, what's the matter? Beat someone, tired you like this? Hurry up! Quickly report to me on the battle situation." ”

Hu San shook his head again and again, and said with a panicked expression: "Boss, this kid, this kid is not easy to deal with!"

"Why is it so difficult to deal with? Does he have three heads and six arms?"

"No, he, he hit, he hit us!"

"What?" Ji Changping's face immediately changed, and he didn't believe it was true at all.

After a moment's pause, he said again, "What the hell is going on?"

"That kid beat us all!" Hu San lowered his head and said the unspeakable words in one breath.

"Spicy target, it turns out that you were beaten like this!" Ji Changping slapped Hu San in the face, "A thing that is not angry!

Ji Changping kicked Hu San away, walked out of the monitoring room, bypassed the corridor, and walked into the interrogation room angrily.

"Boss, be careful!" The tall officer Li saw Ji Changping stepping in, and immediately instructed.

Ji Changping looked around, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was immediately stunned.

I saw that all the men he sent fell to the ground, their faces were in pain, their hands covered their wounds, and they trembled all over. The young man, on the other hand, sat upright in the chair and looked very peaceful. It was really a big surprise to him.

"You, what are you doing?" Ji Changping looked fierce and asked Ye Zirong sharply.

"I've been handcuffed by you, what else can I do?" Ye Zirong glanced at Ji Changping and replied angrily.

"What's going on with them? Did you do it?"

"Don't you know if you ask them?"

Ji Changping took a closer look, his mind gradually became clear, and suddenly his hand shook, pointing at Ye Zirong and shouting: "You attacked the police!"

"Let me ask the elder brother, how did a person with his hands and feet tied attack the police?" Ye Zirong frowned and asked loudly.

"You, you, this must have been done by you!"

Ye Zirong said: "This is indeed what I did, but I am not attacking the police, but self-defense!"

"Ah!" Ji Changping's two triangular eyes immediately became gloomy, like two flickering ghost fires, wanting to devour the young man in front of him.

His hand slowly stretched out to his waist, and he knew at this time that what Huang Zhiqiang said was true, and this kid was by no means a thing in the pool.

"Director Ji, why are you so excited? Is it because you have done too many things and are afraid of retribution, so you want to kill people and kill your mouth?"

Seeing that Ye Zirong was unexpectedly freed from the shackles of handcuffs with his bare hands, Ji Changping was about to go crazy, and he thought to himself: "Where is this person? It's just a god-like existence! I knew that this kid was so powerful, I shouldn't have taken over such a stinging errand from Huang Benfa's hands in the first place." ”

"It's really a stealing chickens! Huang Benfa, you really hurt my old Ji!" Ji Changping sighed in his heart.

"You, don't come here!"

"What's the matter? Now I know I'm scared, wasn't I quite arrogant just now!" Ye Zirong got up from his seat and slowly walked towards Ji Changping.

"You, come over again, I'll shoot!" Ji Changping took out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Ye Zirong very timidly, the posture of raising the gun was very funny, his hands were like dancing, playing in circles in front of him, he was bent at the waist, his legs trembled and slowly moved back, his eyes were full of fear.

"Come here again? I, I'm shooting!"

Ye Zirong was not afraid at all, and continued to approach Ji Changping.