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Detention room.

Fan Fan worriedly pulled Xuanxuan's arm and said, "He'll be fine, right?" How I felt like the policemen were going to do something to him when they took him away. ”

After thinking about it, Xuanxuan said, "This matter has nothing to do with him, I involved him." After speaking, he took a few steps forward and patted the door and shouted, "Open the door, open the door......"

"Bang."

A rubber discipline rod came in through the window, and the policeman on duty said, "What are you shouting?" ”

Xuanxuan explained, "The person you took away just now, my friend, this matter has nothing to do with him, you let her go. ”

The police officer said, "You don't need to say if it has anything to do with him, we will naturally investigate clearly, as long as he enters the bureau, he has to open his mouth!" ”

Interrogation Room 1.

The police officer who accompanied Li Mingfeng was sitting behind the interrogation table, and there were two other tall and strong guys, Zhang Han was firmly fixed to the chair with handcuffs and leg irons, and could not move.

He looked at Zhang Han and asked with a smile on his face, "Didn't you jump just now?" Dare to hit people here, jump, keep jumping! Why doesn't t t t t it jump? ”

Zhang Han said with a sad face, "Alas, I'm worried about one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid you're going to end badly."

"Bang." The police officer slapped the table and stood up and said, "It's still hard-mouthed, you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River." ”

Zhang Han frowned and said, "Before the camera is turned off, you shoot the table to move, it's too amateurish, right?" ”

The police officer was slightly surprised, how could this guy be so clear about what was going on in the bureau? After thinking about it, I felt that it might come in too many times, and it would naturally be familiar. glanced at the camera in the corner, and then walked from behind the desk to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han looked at him and smiled, "Closed?" Then don't waste time, Lao Tzu's time is precious, let's get started. ”

The police officer raised the discipline stick and was about to move, but suddenly stopped above Zhang Han's head, and saw that Zhang Han didn't even blink his eyes, and said with a sincere face,

"Hard indicators, do you explain it yourself, or will we help you? Needless to say, you also know that you will suffer less by yourself. ”

Zhang Han shook his head, "What hard and soft indicators, what do you want me to explain?" ”

"Who injured the workers at the Shayuan construction site?"

Zhang Han thought about it, grabbed his messy hair and said with a painful face, "I said it was those two little women, do you believe it?" ”

"Fuck you!" The officer was furious and raised his baton again.

"Stop!" Zhang Han smiled and said, "You have to pay attention to efficiency in handling cases, and what you say is all nonsense, so it's no wonder to me." ”

The police officer made a gesture to the colleague behind him, took a transcript that had been written a long time ago, handed it to Zhang Han and said, "This is efficient enough, right?" We don't have to bother signing it. ”

Zhang Han took the pen and looked at it and was about to sign it, and the police officer immediately showed a satisfied look on his face, as long as this word is signed, the rest of the matter will not be up to you, and the new hatred and old hatred will be calculated clearly at one time.

Time was passing minute by minute, and Zhang Han's pen hanging on the notebook never fell, but looked at it seriously, as if he wanted to figure out everything written on it.

"Damn, that's a nuisance."

The police wanted to get him quickly, but they were afraid that he would refuse to sign it without reading it, so they could only stand there and wait for him to finish it.

, When ten minutes passed, his waist was sore, and it didn't feel right in his head, why didn't he even finish the first page after so long?

"Hey! Have you finished reading it? What about you? ”

Zhang Han heard someone call him to look up at the other party in a daze, "Don't make a noise, let Lao Tzu sleep again." ”

The police officer suddenly felt angry, threw the notebook to the ground, pulled it up and fell over Zhang Han angrily, "Are you taunting Lao Tzu?" I warn you, don't toast and don't eat and drink! ”

"Whew...... Whew......"

This guy actually fell asleep in the interrogation room and snored.

The officer angrily took off his hat and threw it on the table, gesturing at the two colleagues, "Let him sign." ”

One of the police officers pinched his joints excitedly, and said as he walked, "I don't know if his bones are hard or not, if it's too soft, it won't be interesting." ”

Another police officer also smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if he's hard or soft, I'm going to turn him into broken bones today!" ”

As he spoke, he walked to the back of the chair and pressed Zhang Han's shoulder, and another police officer raised his fist and slammed Zhang Han's nose hard.

The fist has calluses, the wrist muscles are bursting, the steps are one after the other, and the action of tightening the waist and boasting after the punch is made, the discerning person knows at a glance that he is a practitioner, and the weight of this punch will not be too light.

And he didn't plan to show mercy, he offended the Li family, even if he died here, it is estimated that no one will come to investigate anything.

The police officer who was pressing Zhang Han in the back was ready, and the next second he saw a face with open skin, and when the fist hit, someone screamed, but his eyes widened and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

I saw that the owner of the fist jumped back two steps, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the unbearable pain came from the broken fingers.

"Hiss......"

gasped and looked at Zhang Han, the moment he punched just now, he slammed his forehead up, and the feeling that was harder than the iron plate made him wonder if he had practiced for more than ten years in vain.

And Zhang Han raised his eyebrows, looked at his forehead, and muttered, "Your fist is good, but it's a pity that it's almost hot." ”

Exercising the forehead, knees, elbows, and back are all compulsory courses for the special forces of the ghost force, and there is no pressure on the two heads to turn around, not to mention a meat fist, and if you hit it head-on, you will find death!

The police officer endured the pain and said unwillingly, "Your head is also very hard, so I want to see if your fists are hard or my methods are too many today!" ”

After speaking, he directly picked up the iron chair and smashed it on Zhang Han's head.

Zhang Han smiled slightly, "It's my turn, right?" ”

After speaking, seeing the other party's pace, he kicked it violently, and the other party's heart, the other party let out a muffled snort and was kicked out, Zhang Han clenched his fists and the muscle lines on his two arms suddenly exploded, and the handcuffed chains were broken with a bang.

Stretching out as if grabbing a chick, he grabbed the person behind him and threw it over the shoulder, throwing it at the table, and the table was crushed apart with a bang.

Looking at his legs chained to the chair, he frowned, and kicked straight back, and the chair turned into a pile of broken wooden planks in response.

The police officer who had interrogated Zhang Han before took a few steps back in horror and stammered, "You...... What are you doing? This is the Chengxi Branch, you give me honesty! ”

Zhang Han walked over with a smile, and was about to stretch when the other party suddenly took out a police gun and pointed it at him.

"Lie on the ground with your head in your hands! Otherwise I'll shoot......"

Zhang Han stretched his neck and looked at the gun and smiled, "Don't be nervous." ”

"I'm not nervous! Again, lie on the ground with your head in your hands, hurry up. ”

"The insurance hasn't been opened, and you say you're not nervous?"

The police officer chuckled in his heart, hurriedly checked the insurance, and found that it was open, only then did he know that he had been fooled, but it was too late, only to see the other party rush up with an arrow in front of his eyes and a gun in front of him, the action was so fast that not to mention the brain, even the eyes could not reflect.

"You...... What are you going to do......

"Hey, hey." Zhang Han pointed a gun at him, "Lie on the ground with your head in your hands, don't be nervous." ”

Van Haidong Office.

I don't know what's going on, since the two brothers of the Li family left just now, his eyelids have been beating non-stop, and he is upset and in no mood to work.

He simply put down his head and went to the window to light a cigarette and smoke, and suddenly the phone on the table rang, and he looked at the number with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hey, I'm Fan ......"

After only hearing one sentence, Fan Haidong's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly hung up the phone and picked up the receiver and pointed it on the keyboard, but he didn't know which one to press, because he was so panicked that he forgot the number of the interrogation department.

The more panicked I was, the more I couldn't remember, so I simply threw away the earpiece and ran out of the office with my feet slipping.

Bringing a group of people to the door of the interrogation room, the section chief raised his fist and slammed the door, "Open the door, open the door quickly!" ”

"Bang bang bang!!"

Fan Haidong was sweating profusely and smashed up, and he didn't know what was going on inside, if he was too late...... Thinking of this, Fan Haidong begged all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and he didn't know who he was colliding with.

After smashing for a long time, there was no reaction at all, the two glanced at each other, and the section chief decisively kicked the door open.

The situation inside made everyone dumbfounded, only to see Zhang Han sitting on the only chair that was not broken with Erlang's legs crossed, and the cigarette in his mouth was more than 20,000.

In front of them was a pile of table fragments, and behind the table, a police officer lay on the ground with his head in his hands, and almost cried when he saw that someone had finally come to save them.

"Whatever you look like when you lie on the ground, get up for me!" The section chief said angrily.

But the person didn't even dare to speak, as if he was afraid of something, and he didn't mean to get up at all, which made the section chief annoyed, pointed to the back of Zhang Han's head and said angrily, "What are you doing here?" Yes? This is the Public Security Bureau, you are attacking the police!! ”

Fan Haidong shut up at him, and came to Zhang Han's side respectfully and said, "Zhang Shao, you ......"

Zhang Han waved and didn't even glance at Fan Haidong, "I have seen the way of the Xicheng Branch today, it won't be taught by you, right?" ”

Fan Haidong's heart beat wildly, and he hurriedly said with a smile, "Zhang Shao said that I was joking, I am Fan Haidong, the leader of the sub-bureau, today's incident is a misunderstanding, I hope you don't care." ”

A black thing flew out of Zhang Han's body, Fan Haidong quickly reached out to catch it, and found that it was the policeman's gun, and he was even happier than finding out that his son was his own.

"Thank you Zhang Shao! It's not convenient to talk here, can you come to my office with a face? ”

"No, get out with your people." Zhang Han's answer was simple.