"Ji Changping, you have formed a party for personal gain, and you abuse lynching, it is simply his heart can be punished!" The angry young man walked directly under Ji Changping's gun, and a beam of light like a sword came out of his eyes, slashing around him.

At first glance, Ji Changping was so frightened that his soul was almost gone, he frowned, his back molars clenched tightly, closed his eyes, and really pulled the trigger of the pistol.

This shot is shot, what will be the consequences, Ji Changping can't know in his heart, but now that the situation is urgent, he can't care so much, so he just kills this kid first, and then discusses with Huang Benfa about wiping his buttocks.

Ji Changping closed his eyes tightly, he was afraid of seeing the fierce light from the eyes of this young man, the beam of light made him feel cold, and he was even more afraid of seeing the expression of this young man when he was killed, that appearance would definitely make him unable to sleep for three days and three nights.

Ji Changping has also killed people, but every person killed by him will not be like the young man in front of him, which makes him feel so terrifying, before those people were killed by him, they only had grievances in their eyes, or a look of begging for mercy, but what this young man gave him was an endless sense of deterrence, even if he died, he was also a strong man who swallowed mountains and rivers.

Ji Changping was completely afraid, he just wanted to take Huang Benfa and settle the matter together after this kid died, and such a person would never be touched again in the future.

But he was wrong, he only knew that this young man was a student of martial arts, but he didn't know that this young man was also a monk who knew Taoism.

Compared with the ordinary martial arts in the world, the exercises of the Dao world are even more unscrupulous, subtle and difficult to prevent, and fast and unbreakable.

Before the bullet was on the forehead of the divine needle hand, his whole body suddenly passed away, and he dodged the gun's eye, turned sideways to Ji Changping's side, and immediately pinched Ji Changping's wrist holding the gun with one hand, and the other hand was swung out like lightning, and immediately snatched the gun in his hand.

In such a short period of time, the divine needle hand has been anti-customer-oriented, occupying the initiative in the dangerous situation.

The genius boy held a pistol in his hand, aimed it at Director Ji's heart, and said with a smile: "Ji Changping, I can't imagine it, right? Now it will be you who are standing under the gun, it is really this time and that time!"

The young man raised his eyebrows, although he had a smile on his face, his expression was extremely grim, giving people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

The dignified director hurriedly raised his hand in surrender, and said with a smile: "Classmate Zirong, why do you have something to say, you, you put down the gun first, it is easy to go off." ”

Ye Zirong pulled the corners of his mouth, let go of Ji Changping's wrist, waved at him, and said, "Go!" and sit down on the chair behind the interrogation table. ”

"Good, good, everything is up to you. Ji Changping was afraid that this kid would pull the trigger of the pistol, in that case, he would lose his life.

Thinking that in his own territory, a student killed himself with his own gun, and died in such a way, and his death was too disgraceful, so he not only wanted to save his life, but also to save that old face.

For Ji Changping, a veteran police officer who has been showing off his martial arts in the mountain city all his life, his life is important, but his old face is also very important, even more important than his life.

As the saying goes, people live with a face, trees live with a skin, this elder who values face more than anything else, if he dies like this, then how can he have the face to report to the underworld?

Seeing that Ji Changping was sitting on the chair very obediently, Ye Zirong smiled faintly and said, "Ji Changping, take the pen and paper on the table, write down everything that should be written according to what I said, and I promise not to shoot." ”

"Okay, good!" Ji Changping nodded again and again, for fear that the gun in this kid's hand would go off.

"Ji Changping, in fact, I have long heard about what you have done, over the years, you have secretly colluded with Huang Benfa, embezzled and accepted bribes, filled your own pockets, suppressed your colleagues, and fished the masses, it is really a disaster!" Ye Zirong's deception is not covered, what he said is the same as the truth.

"What is that?" Ji Changping denied on the spot.

Ye Zirong's expression was ruthless, and he shouted: "Ji Changping, you have done all the bad things and done all the good things, everyone in Haicheng District knows it, do you still dare to quibble?"

Ji Changping lowered his head, "I, me, me?"

"Ji Changping, I won't say more, you just write down the three worst things you've done over the years, you have to write as much detail as possible, without a trace of mistakes, otherwise, don't blame the gun in my hand for not having eyes!" Ye Zirong looked at the elder who had already stopped cooking, and his tone was full of anger.

"This, this?" When Ji Changping heard this unreasonable request, he was furious, and he wanted to tear the young man in half, but thinking of the little black in the young man's hand, he swallowed this breath.

"Let me write down the evidence of my crime, prove that I have committed a crime, and then let me go to jail...... Where did Ji Changping think that he would end up in this field? His hand holding the pen shook strongly, and he dotted and dotted on the white paper, but he couldn't put down the pen for a long time.

Seeing this, Ye Zirong suddenly pointed the gun in his hand at Ji Changping, and shouted: "Bang!"

The power of this dumb sound is not small, Ji Changping was so frightened that he jumped up directly from the chair, "Classmate Zirong, I'm timid, you, don't scare me!"

"Then you don't want to write quickly?" Ye Zirong waved the gun in his hand, and his posture was like a gun king.

"Okay, good, good! I write, I write!" Ji Changping sat down, squeezed the pen in his hand, and on the smooth paper, his pen flew all the way.

"Huang Benfa, Huang Benfa, you really pulled me into the water this time! It's a pity, Lao Tzu is about to hang up before he is free enough, the sky is really eyeless!" Ji Changping was indignant in his heart.

......

It's just that Ji Changping has written less than half of it, and the door of the interrogation room was suddenly gently opened.

Hu San held a handful of **** in his hand and slowly approached the crack in the door, and when he saw that the leader was forced by Ye Zirong to write criminal evidence on paper, he was overjoyed, and thought that his opportunity had come, this was an excellent opportunity for meritorious service.

He squeezed the gun in his hand tightly, looked very flustered, and slowly aimed at Ye Zirong.

Hu San's heart was both happy and scared, and he aimed at Ye Zirong's head for a long time, and then pulled the pistol's plate machine at once.

This kid was so overjoyed that he pulled the trigger more than a dozen times in a row, and fired all twelve bullets.

However, he made the same mistake as Ji Changping, he only knew that this young man's martial arts were good, but he didn't know that this young man was actually a monk with strong divine sense.

Is the Divine Needle Hand a mortal who is not aware of the slightest danger?

In fact, the moment the first bullet sounded, Ye Zirong's consciousness felt a trace of ominous breath, his body moved with his heart, as soon as this bullet was shot, his whole body flashed, and he jumped into the air in an instant.

But the space in the interrogation room is limited after all, and shooting the target inside is not a difficult technical job, the corners of Hu San's mouth pulled fiercely, and the gun in his hand moved quickly along the trajectory of Ye Zirong's jump, and his index finger kept pulling the trigger, that is to say, these twelve bullets were all aimed at Ye Zirong's body.