What hit Zhao Changshu was not a real bullet, but a tranquilizer bullet.

After Zhao Changshu lost consciousness, several policemen quickly stepped forward, took out an iron chain, and tied him to a small iron chair with a strong knot.

In Wu Chuanhe's view, Zhao Changshu is a fierce tiger, although he is now in the police station, on his territory, but he can still burst out and hurt people, and the failure of the first trial is a good example. Only by completely controlling him can he rest assured that he will take measures against him, so that his life is worse than death!

After tying up Zhao's spear, a policeman took a bucket of cold water from outside, and threw it at Zhao's spear, and Zhao spear woke up faintly.

Although Zhao Changshu woke up, his vision was a little blurry, and he shook his head vigorously, and the things in front of him gradually became clear. The first thing that caught his eye was Wu Chuanhe's fat face, at this time this fat face was full of pride, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at Zhao Changshu, and was saying to Zhao Changshu: "I am like a ghost around you, and I also drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water." Now you can't exert half of your strength, Lao Tzu will fix you as much as he likes!"

Then Zhao Changshu saw the iron chain tied to his body, Wu Chuanhe really looked at him enough, and completely regarded him as a heavy criminal, the iron chain was the thickness of a thumb. Just this iron chain, as the anchor line of the sea ship, will do.

In normal times, these iron chains were tied to Zhao Changlan's body, and Zhao Changshu didn't take it seriously at all, but now Zhao Changshu felt overwhelmed by this iron chain. This made him sensitively think that hitting his tranquilizer bomb not only had the effect of making him lose his strength, but also had the effect of amplifying his senses.

Zhao Changshu's judgment was completely correct, it was not the usual narcotic bullets equipped by the police that hit him, but Wu Chuanhe got it from Yang Sancai, this thing is the latest product in the United States, it has a very special effect, when it is injected into the human body, the person's consciousness will appear in a short coma, but after waking up, the whole body is weak, and the body's senses are more than ten times magnified, even if the body is pricked by a needle, it can make people feel painful. Not to mention such a heavy iron chain tied to him.

Now although Zhao Changlan's consciousness is awake, his head hurts terribly, as if a small worm has been drilled into his head, which is gnawing at his brain! He feels that his nerve endings seem to have grown to the outside of his body, extremely sensitive, and his whole body is uncomfortable!

Zhao Changshu worked hard to concentrate his spirit, operate his internal breath, and adjust his physical state. As the internal breath continued to circulate in his big and small weeks, the uncomfortable feeling gradually became smaller, and the strength of the body gathered little by little.

"Zhao Changshu, how is it, isn't it wonderful to feel now? Lao Tzu tells you, now your senses have been magnified tenfold, even if Lao Tzu slaps you, you can faint in pain! Of course, we are the people's police, pay attention to civilized law enforcement, measures are not the goal, the goal is to ask the criminal suspect to be punished, as long as you honestly confess your crimes, we will never do anything to you. ”

Wu Chuanhepi said with a smile, as if he had already eaten Zhao Changlan!

"Despicable!" Zhao Changshu glanced at Wu Chuanhe, gritted his teeth, and then closed his eyes. He had to regain his strength as soon as possible to minimize the effectiveness of the anesthetic!

Now, the internal breath in his body is endless, and the cycle repeats, constantly resisting the effects of the medicine in the body, gradually returning the extremely sensitive nerve endings to normal, and he can already gather half of his strength. But on the surface, it still looks half-dead.

Wu Chuanhe became angry when he saw Zhao Changshu ignoring him, and said angrily: "Okay, Zhao Changshu, you are awesome, you don't confess, right? The word civilization is only suitable for civilized people, and there is no need to talk about civilization when dealing with a ruffian like you. That who, Ximenqing, you come over to give him a soothing life, remember, try to enforce the law civilly. ”

Ximenqing is the nickname of a policeman standing behind him, this guy is the brother-in-law of Xia Baishu, the boss of Jiahe City Construction and Installation Corporation, and he became a policeman because of Xia Baishu's relationship.

"Okay, don't worry, boss, I promise to make this kid want to die, and I won't see any external injuries afterwards!" Ximen Qing smiled flatteringly at Wu Chuanhe, and then took out a thick tome novel from the hole in the interrogation table and walked to Zhao Changlan.

Zhao Changshu didn't look at Ximenqing at all, but just glanced at Ximenqing from the gap in his eyes, and saw that this kid had a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, and his face was obscene, and he didn't look like Ximenqing Yushu was in the wind at all, and it was almost the same as a flea on the drum.

Zhao Changshu deliberately glanced at the tome in Ximenqing's hand, and saw a few big characters written on the colorful cover, "Peach Blossom Luck on the Official Journey".

Zhao Changshu once read this book, and this book was not popular at that time, but I didn't expect it to be a physical book now. What makes Zhao Changshu laugh the most is that the author of "The Peach Blossom Luck of the Official Bandit Road" once said to the reader, if anyone dares to watch "The Peach Blossom Luck of the Official Bandit Road" and does not step on it and does not collect it, who will be imprisoned!

At that time, he just laughed at it, but he didn't expect it to come true now! The special forces king who came out of his dignified devil training camp was actually bullied by these crumbs!

Alas, one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

Zhao Changshu closed his half-open eyes again, at this moment, he still couldn't gather the strength of his whole body, he couldn't resist at all, and even if he could recover the strength of his whole body, he couldn't break the iron chain tied to his body, the iron chain was too thick, if the soul chasing gun was in his hand, he could easily cut it off, but now the soul chasing gun has long been confiscated by the police. Being beaten passively was his only way out.

Ximenqing walked up to Zhao Changshu with a wicked smile, put the tome in his hand on the chest of Zhao Changshu, and then waved the rubber baton in his hand and smashed it towards the tome! The rubber baton made a low whining sound under his vigorous swing, and it seemed that this kid had used this trick to harm others, and the baton was a little eccentric.

Due to the existence of most of the physical books, no matter how hard Ximenqing's baton is beaten, it will not leave any external injuries on Zhao Changshu's body, but it can cause extremely serious internal injuries to the human body, and even beat people into internal bleeding, which is life-threatening!

Ximenqing gave this a domineering name for leakage, fighting cattle across the mountain!

Just when the rubber baton in Ximenqing's hand was about to smash on the tome on Zhao Changlan's chest, Zhao Changgun's closed eyes suddenly opened, staring at Ximenqing and the baton in his hand!

At the moment when Zhao Changshu opened his eyes, Ximen Qing really saw that Zhao Changshu's eyes were shining, just like bright stars in the starry sky on a summer night!

Under the forced gaze of Zhao Chang's spear-like eyes, Ximenqing actually shivered subconsciously, his heart trembled, and the rubber baton raised high stopped in mid-air and couldn't fight!

Wu Chuanhe, who was sitting behind the interrogation table, didn't see Zhao Changlan's murderous gaze, he saw that the baton in Ximen Qingyang's hand seemed to be stupid, and he didn't smash it down, so he couldn't help but shout: "Ximen Qing! What are you doing? Do you plan to wear this skin? No, you quickly pick up Lao Tzu's clothes and get out!"

Only then did Ximen Qing understand, no matter how powerful Zhao's spear was, he was now hit by an imported special anesthetic bullet, and he couldn't exert half of his strength, even if he was a tiger, he was still a tiger with his teeth pulled out, so he didn't have to be afraid at all!

"Zhao Changshu, who are you staring and scaring about?Do you think Lao Tzu is scared?" Ximen Qing shouted violently, emboldening himself, and the baton that stopped in the air suddenly smashed, smashing on the tome on Zhao Changlan's chest!

If in normal times, with the strength of Ximenqing's blow, Zhao Changshu didn't pay attention to it at all, even if he stood there and honestly let Ximenqing fight, Ximenqing couldn't hurt him, but at this time, his body only recovered half of his strength, and his senses were magnified ten times, he couldn't stand it anymore!

Zhao Changshu felt as if his chest had been hit by a locomotive, and his internal organs were about to shift, as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea!

Zhao Changlan's body tightened for a while, and the internal breath that was circulating in his body was interrupted, and he felt that his throat and eyes were sweet for a while, and he was about to vomit blood when he was hit by Ximenqing's stick! However, Zhao Changshu did not let this blood spit out in the end, and he swallowed the blood that reached his throat and eyes back into his stomach with difficulty. He knew that at this time, Wu Chuanhe was waiting to see how painful he looked! He definitely couldn't let him get his wish!

"Hahaha! Happy! It's been a long time since anyone massaged Lao Tzu in this way, I like it!" Zhao Changshu not only did not have the slightest look of pain on his face, but laughed, but a wisp of blood that had not been swallowed clean flowed down from the corner of his mouth, making him look unusually hideous!

"Hit me! Hit me hard! Lao Tzu wants to see how long he can last!" Wu Chuanhe shouted angrily when he saw that Zhao Changshu did not wail in pain as he imagined!

The baton in Ximenqing's hand rained down on Zhao Changshu's chest! Zhao Changshu closed his lips tightly, his brows did not wrinkle, and he never let that mouthful of blood spit out!

What surprised Zhao Changshu was that with Ximenqing's blow to him, his sense of pain was gradually decreasing! The effect of the special anesthetic seemed to be gradually decreasing!

Zhao Changshu hurriedly concentrated all his spirit, so that the internal breath that had just been forced to stop running was running in his body again, and as the internal breath ran in his body again, not only did the feeling of pain quickly decrease, but the damage to his body became lighter and lighter, and even the strength of his body was condensed more and more!

Fifty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, eighty percent, and soon Zhao Changshu felt that his strength had recovered more than eighty percent.

Just when Ximen Qing swung the baton in his hand again and was about to smash it at Zhao Changlan, Zhao's untied legs suddenly moved!

He kicked on Ximenqing's lower abdomen!

Zhao Changlan's angry kick contained all the hatred in his heart!

"Ahh

Ximenqing let out a miserable scream from his mouth, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into a policeman behind him.

The policeman held a slight punch in his hand, and looked at Ximenqing beating people expressionlessly, but he didn't expect Ximenqing to fly towards him, and he was caught off guard, and he was knocked to the ground and rolled with Ximenqing.

Ximenqing, who fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, convulsed a few times, and didn't move, this guy was kicked by Zhao Changshu and fell into a stomach coma!