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It was already late at night, and the bright lights were on, but there was a bit of a stiff feeling in the corridor of the police station, and six or seven policemen came out of their respective offices and looked at the chaos in the corridor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA young girl who had just graduated from school and joined the police force had been napping in the office when the whole window glass suddenly shattered, and the little clerk was a little frightened and overwhelmed at the doorway, looking at the twisted window, and then at the two teenagers facing each other in front of her, dumbfounded.

This little prince of Muay Thai was only arrested at night, and Mu Qingqing may not be clear about the situation, but the police officers in the rooms below have already inquired clearly. Xi Liwang and Cui Guohua were pushing and shoving, but outsiders couldn't see too many doorways for a while, and for a moment, everyone didn't know what to do, just looked at it suspiciously. Just a few seconds passed, but Siriwang felt that something was wrong, according to his own teaching, once he attacked, he must not give the other party any respite like a raging storm, and as a result, after being slapped in the face, Amre stood there in a pose, and he didn't know whether he was stunned or stupid by the insult of this slap, and even his body trembled slightly.

How strong can a slap be, just listen to the sound of the slap on the face, although it is loud, it is just a very ordinary slap, and the meaning of insult is much higher than the actual harm. Although Siriwang is a Muay Thai master, if he really wants to stop an agent, how long can he stop it, he complained in his heart for a few seconds, and then he suddenly heard Amre scream, and rushed out and punched the young man in front of him again!

At the same time, Cui Guohua's hands were slammed apart, shaking off Xi Liwang's suppression, and the muzzle of the gun was raised and angry: "Don't move!" Siriwan's hand pressed down again. Cui Guohua's eyes flashed, and he was ready to pull the trigger.

The next moment, the gun did not go off.

At this time, the arc of the two movements had become violent, and the two policemen next to them also reacted, understanding that he was trying to stop the two foreigners from committing murder in the police station, and he reached out to draw his guns to support. However, at that moment, everyone didn't have time to pull the trigger, whether it was Cui Guohua, Siriwang, or the surrounding police, they were all attracted by the actions of the Vietnamese teenager in front of them.

Fang had just kicked the Muay Thai kid who had smashed the bars with his fierce whip leg, and at this time he took two steps, and before the punch was fully swung, his left leg bent bizarrely, and his whole body lost his balance, and he staggered to the left two steps in a row before he barely straightened his left leg and fixed his body. Striking the already non-standard Muay Thai stance again, Amre shook his head slightly, and his breathing began to become extremely rapid. He withdrew his left hand, wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and when he wiped it for the third time, he subconsciously stroked it towards his ear, once, twice...... In the bright light of the corridor, traces of blood from his left ear were smeared all over his cheeks, which was particularly shocking...... At this time, the policeman standing not far in front of him could see more clearly, as blood flowed from the young man's ears, and then the nosebleed continued to be used as if the embankment had been broken, the left eye was congested and turned red, and half of his cheeks were dyed blood-red by the young man's subconscious touch. After a while, he slowly raised his hand, stared at the blood on his hand steadily, muttered a few Vietnamese words in his mouth, and then turned his gaze to the young man in front of him.

"Uh, that...... Don't look at me like that...... What happened to you...... Are you sick...... Have you suffered internal injuries before? Feed...... You, you, you...... Why are you looking at me like that, I just slapped you lightly......"

In front of him, Jia Ming seemed to be frightened by this strange scene, while talking and justifying, looking at this strange scene, his cheeks twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth jumped and jumped. While taking two steps back to a safe distance, he innocently spread his hands, still carrying the plastic bag containing the mille-feuille, which was also innocently shaking in the air at this time.

Seeing that such a thing had happened, Siriwang and Cui Guohua had also stopped the Tai Chi pushing between the two and walked towards this side, Siriwang was helping his disciple to sit down by the wall, checking his bloody cheeks, the two talked a few words in Thai, and occasionally looked up at Jiaming, who was standing aside and making an innocent gesture. Cui Guohua stood close with a pistol, looked at Amre on the ground, and then looked at Jiaming, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and asked silently. Jiaming is also a boy who dots the underground, nods his cheeks, and then spreads his hands, indicating innocence, which probably means: "I just slapped him lightly, who knew he was so fragile......"

"Alas, call a doctor, call a doctor......"

Beat people like this with a slap, and the matter is really too unbelievable, Cui Guohua shook his head and asked the policemen behind him to find a doctor as soon as possible. Still thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, a figure beside him rose like a thunderstorm, and Siriwang rushed straight towards Jiaming, and at the same time, Cui Guohua raised his hand and pulled the trigger without thinking.

"Stop!"

"Bang-"

The bullet almost slashed past Siriwang's side, the porcelain pieces on the wall shattered and splashed, and Jiaming's body was also swept out by a fierce leg whip, smashing the wall at the end of the corridor a few meters away, and slowly sliding to the ground.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop—"

Cui Guohua yelled and pressed the muzzle of the gun directly on Siriwang's head, and when Siriwang's goal was achieved, he didn't dare to compete with the agents who really dared to shoot at this time, but just turned around and looked at him coldly. While looking at Siriwang here, Cui Guohua shouted towards the end of the corridor: "Hey, are you okay?" How can I explain to your sister when you die! ”

"Of course...... It's okay......" Rubbing his hands and chest, Jia Ming slowly stood up against the wall, rested for a while, and then stepped forward and picked up the bag of mille-feuille on the ground, "Fortunately, my ability to escape and resist blows is good, what Muay Thai master, I vomit ......"

Spit out a small mouthful of blood on the ground with disdain, Jia Ming wiped the corners of his mouth: "I heard that Muay Thai is the kind of boxing that can kick people to death with one kick, and now even I can block it, you haven't eaten today?" Do you want a mille-feuille here, I bought it when I came over. ”

Standing in front of the Muay Thai master who was held to his forehead by the pistol, Jia Ming raised the plastic bag in his hand expressionlessly, and the two looked at each other like that for a few seconds, Jia Ming spit bloody saliva on the ground several times in a row, and then compared a middle finger, turned around and walked away: "Bah, bah, bah, bah...... Don't eat it, I'll go to the detention room by myself, you can investigate the matter here, but it has nothing to do with me, I just slapped him, he made it like this, there must have been internal injuries in the morning or something else...... Didn't you say that Brother Xiao Wu gave him an iron mountain to rely on, tsk, it's really amazing......"

Soon after, in a room on the first floor, Jiaming pushed open the door and saw Kaoru, Lingjing, and Shasha sitting inside, the TV in the corner of the room was playing a midnight soap opera, and they had juice and melon seeds in front of them.

"Wow, I thought you were caught and suffered, who knew that you were here for a vacation, I knew I could have come later." Jiaming smiled and closed the door, Kaoru stood up, folded his hands in front of him and bowed, Sha Sha was not so polite, rushed over and hammered him.

"What else do you say, can we go now?"

"It was the one named Cui Guohua who brought it, and he asked his subordinates to move it over." Ling Jing said with a smile on the side, "But we didn't drink a sip." ”

"Hehe, there's no need to be so guarded against them." Jia Ming smiled and raised the bag in his hand, "I'm afraid we won't be able to leave for the time being, have you had a supper?" ”

"Not yet." Sha Sha smiled and took the bag of food, first took a piece and threw it into his mouth, "Hmm, by the way, is something going on outside, it's so chaotic, we seem to have heard gunshots just now...... However, Kaoru said that it must be a cannon fight...... "They were originally waiting to go out, but at this time, Jiaming came, and they were all relieved, and they had no intention of asking why they couldn't leave for the time being."

Jia Ming glanced at Yuechi Kaoru who was sitting quietly on the side, and then smiled and waved his hand: "I heard it too, it was the sound of a cannonball, but the chaos was something that Brother Xiao Meng and they made, I'll tell you later, come, let's have some supper first, it's okay to drink their drinks, don't worry...... When I came over, I saw that the shop at the corner of the street hadn't closed yet, and it was banana-flavored, and you always liked to eat it, Kaoru, so you can eat it too. ”

"Yes."

The quiet girl nodded, and also took a piece, the soap opera on the TV played out the bloody plot of life and death as usual, Shasha watched it with relish, Ling Jing was not as big as her, seeing Jiaming sitting beside her, and then found the dust and stains on his back: "What's wrong with you?" It's so dirty in the back...... You've got into a fight......"

"Well, that Muay Thai kid was caught in the police station and was not convinced, and when he saw me coming, he chased me out and hit me, so I slapped him lightly......" Jia Ming shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"A slap?" Ling Jing thought for a while, looked at Jia Ming and asked softly.

"Don't worry." Jia Ming laughed, "He won't die." ”

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The three girls who were deliberately arranged in a quiet corner here didn't know, because of this understatement, the situation in the entire police station was a little chaotic at this time, of course, the most chaotic was the national security team headed by Cui Guohua.

Carrying the injured Amre into the ambulance and sending him away, Cui Guohua found Xiao Wu: "Hey, let me ask you something, will you use too much force at night when the iron mountain is leaning?" ”

(To be continued)