One hundred and eighty-one: Take a note (ask for subscription)

Lin Qiandai was in the villa, through the crack in the door, and witnessed the whole process of Zhang Dongjun's hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Although she knew that Zhang Dongjun was very good at fighting, she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Looking at Zhang Dongjun's back, Lin Qiandai was a little distracted, she felt that as long as she was with this man, even if the sky fell, she would not be afraid.

The agent named Sister Na looked at Lin Qiandai's appearance and joked on the side: "Qiandai, you won't like him, right?" But he's a good match for you, I'm optimistic about you!"

Lin Qiandai blushed and hurriedly explained: "Sister Na, he has a girlfriend!"

Lin Qiandai's agent is named Li Na, a gold medal agent, it is said that she has brought many stars, and she has a good reputation in the entertainment industry.

After hearing this, Li Na covered her mouth and said with a smile: "I don't seem to have asked him if he has a girlfriend, right?

"It seems that you really like him, what are you afraid of if you have a girlfriend, as long as you are not married, everything is possible. ā€

"Oh Yan Na sister, don't talk nonsense! I don't want to find a boyfriend so early, and I can't grab a man with someone else. Lin Qiandai's words were tinged with a hint of sentimentality.

Outside the house, Zhang Dongjun began to clean up the battlefield after making sure that Lin Zhongtian did not send a third wave of people.

He and Erlang God carried all four gunmen in the jeep to the courtyard, and then began to count the number of people.

Not counting those who ran away, there were seventy-three people lying on the ground, and half of them were motionless, and they did not know whether they were dead or alive.

After the counting, Zhang Dongjun looked for six bodyguards in the crowd. In fact, there should be seven, and one happened to be kicked and injured by Zhang Dongjun, so he escaped this catastrophe.

By the time he found six bodyguards, two of them had already died.

The other four people who survived were also seriously injured, and even one of their stomachs was cut by a machete, and their intestines flowed out, and Zhang Dongjun was nauseous when he saw it.

Disgusting is disgusting, and saving people is important. Zhang Dongjun took out his mobile phone and took out Meng Po's divine needle from the Qiankun bag, and began to stitch up the stomach of the most seriously injured bodyguard.

The dead man Zhang Dongjun did not have the ability to resurrect him, and he stitched up all the fatal wounds on the bodies of the four bodyguards until they were not in danger of life.

After finishing his work, since the police had not yet arrived, he knocked on the door of the villa and shouted inside: "Miss Lin, it's okay!"

Lin Qiandai opened the door and said to him with a grateful face: "Sure enough, it was right to ask you to protect me, thank you, Zhang Dongjun." ā€

"Miss Lin is polite, your second uncle will definitely not stop there, next time he may play some conspiracy tricks, I can't be around you twenty-four hours a day, so you have to be careful when you go out in the future." ā€

Zhang Dongjun was still a little worried in his heart, so he instructed.

While waiting for the police, a few thugs got up and wanted to escape, but unfortunately after being beaten by Zhang Dongjun, they obediently lay on the ground motionless.

After a while, the sound of a siren came from outside the villa.

The lineup of the police dispatch this time was really huge, with two cars of special police, seven or eight police cars, and three ambulances.

More than a dozen heavily armed SWAT officers quickly opened the car door, rushed into the villa with guns, and pointed their guns at the thugs on the ground.

More than 20 policemen followed, constantly taking out handcuffs, handcuffing the gangsters one by one, and then pressing them into the police car.

More than a dozen nurses and doctors were responsible for examining the injured.

One of the policemen with a Chinese face walked over, about forty years old, very short, about 1.7 meters.

"Miss Lin, Mr. Zhang, are you alright?" the middle-aged policeman asked with concern.

Zhang Dongjun saw that the policeman uncle knew him, and asked curiously, "We're fine, are you?"

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Liu Hui, and I am the deputy director of the National Police Agency. I'm the person in charge of this case, and I'm a fan of the two of you!" Liu replied with a smile.

As for whether Liu Hui is his own fan, Zhang Dongjun doesn't care at all, this time even the deputy director-level figure has been dispatched, it seems that the high-level people in Kyoto care about this case very much.

Liu Hui looked at it and saw that there was no one else in the house, and asked suspiciously, "Are there only a few of you in this villa?"

Lin Qiandai nodded: "Well, there are seven bodyguards in this villa and four of us." ā€

Liu Hui looked surprised when he heard this, and he pointed to the gangsters lying on the ground: "There are so many people, are they all in your uniforms?" Miss Lin, aren't you joking?"

Obviously, Liu Hui doesn't believe it, he has been a criminal investigator for more than ten years, and he is very accurate in seeing people. Lin Qiandai and Li Na are weak women who are powerless.

And in his eyes, Erlang God is just a big man, and it would be good to be able to defeat seven or eight people at most.

As for Zhang Dongjun, in Liu Hui's heart, he thinks he is a star, and it is obviously impossible to do it.

And most importantly, these gangsters all have weapons in their hands, and there are no scars on their bodies after a fight, which is what makes him the least believing.

Erlang God on the side saw Liu Hui asking this, his face was dissatisfied, and he muttered in a low voice: "What are these people, there are thousands of them, and it's just a matter of Brother Jun's fingers." Ignorant mortals!"

And Erlang God's words can only be heard by Zhang Dongjun alone, and he couldn't help but shake his head: "This Erlang God really thinks too highly of himself, if there are really thousands of people, the wheel war will also exhaust him to death." ā€

Li Na pointed at Zhang Dongjun and said to Liu Hui: "Officer Liu, these people were not subdued by us, but by him alone. ā€

"I'll just say, how could you subdue so many people, it turned out to be Zhang ...... What? Mr. Zhang is alone with so many gangsters?"

Liu Hui's mouth grew up, and his face was incredible, and now he was surprised or surprised.

He never expected that Zhang Dongjun, who was a little emaciated in front of him, would be able to defeat a hundred with one enemy, and he was really undisguised.

Liu Hui came back to his senses, shook hands with Zhang Dongjun, and said with some admiration: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to not only be able to act, but also a master in reality." I hope we can learn from each other when we have time. ā€

Zhang Dongjun just smiled when he heard this, and secretly thought in his heart: "Fight with me? At your age, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take a punch from me, right?"

However, it was impossible for him to say this sentence in front of Liu Hui: "It's just a fist and embroidered legs, and it's my honor to be able to learn from Director Liu, and I can't ask for it." ā€

After a brief chat with Liu Hui, several policemen came to make a note.

Several people explained the incident in detail.

However, when he made a record for Erlang God, the police officer in charge of him was confused.

"Name?"

"Yang Jian!"

"Age?"

Erlang God thought for a long time, and then said a little embarrassed: "Eh...... I've lived for too long, and I really can't remember it, so wait a minute, I'll do the math first!"

After saying that, he began to count on his fingers, year by year.

The little policeman who made the final transcript couldn't wait any longer, so he asked the next question directly.

"Gender!"

"Are you blind? Can't you tell if I'm a man or a woman? Jirojin didn't understand why the man in front of him was asking a question that all fools know.

If Zhang Dongjun hadn't greeted him in advance, he would have to answer truthfully if he asked, as long as he didn't reveal that he was a god, and if there was a question he didn't understand, he would pretend to be stupid.

Otherwise, Erlang God would not have taken care of him.

"How do you speak, be serious, answer quickly!" the little policeman seemed to be irritated by Erlang God's words. In fact, he didn't want to ask this kind of question, but these are all processes that he must follow.

Erlang God slapped the table, stood up directly, and yelled: "Big fool, you are going to ask this kind of question, believe it or not, Ben Zhenjun threw you out?"

The transcript was made by several people separately, so Zhang Dongjun was not by Erlangshen's side, and if he was, he would definitely stop him.

The little policeman also slapped the table, stood up, and looked at Erlang Shen: "Who do you say is a big fool? And you dare to threaten the police, believe it or not, I will arrest you and go to the bureau!"

"Police, police, police, what is it?Can you eat it?" Countless question marks floated through Jiro's head after hearing this, and then he fell into a state of confusion. (To be continued.) )