Chapter 62: Let's talk about it
Zhang He seems to be strolling around, but in fact, the speed is very fast. Not long after, the iron door separating the detention room from the office area shattered with Zhang He's three heavy punches, and Zhang He rushed out of the cold detention room with a brisk step.
Outside the iron gate, a large number of police officers were waiting, and with the appearance of Zhang He, the sound of the bolt pulling became a ring.
The muzzle of the black hole made Zhang He instantly nervous, "Don't move, hold your head in your hands, and squat." The one who opened his mouth was actually the chief trial policeman who Zhang He was about to clean up, and the policeman who led the team to arrest him, and even the bastard who personally put a seal on the Huichun Hall and hit his hard work hard.
It's this bastard again! A faint murderous aura emanated from Zhang He's body, making everyone feel a chill involuntarily, and the emotions of the police became more excited, although they felt that they could blow up the sky with one punch, but in the face of such a thing as a gun, Zhang He still couldn't help but feel a palpitation.
After all, in China, where guns are banned, this thing is still too unfamiliar to ordinary people.
A good man does not suffer immediate losses, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and he is not sure if he can be at such a close distance by Zhang He, who reacts faster than bullets, slowly squatted down, holding the back of his head with both hands, staring at the policemen's every move, waiting for the opportunity to hurt people and decide the situation in one fell swoop.
At the signal of the presiding police officer, a middle-aged police officer clutched his pistol and slowly approached Zhang He; As the police approached step by step, Zhang He calmed down inexplicably.
Do you want to fight your way out?
In an instant, Zhang He couldn't help but regret his recklessness!
What's wrong with me? It's as if I couldn't control my emotions at all?
Everything that happened before was clearly crossed, and Zhang He couldn't help but wonder for a while, what happened to my brother? Just when Zhang He was wondering, the middle-aged police officer was less than a meter away from him, and he was still approaching step by step.
Assault on the police? Or is it a matter of being shackled?
If you attack the police, you will have to become a fugitive from now on; If you are caught, once Zhuge Xiyue and Raymond sit idly by, you can only sit and wait for the result, the key is that Uncle Li will have to be imprisoned.
Entrusting one's fate to a woman who only has a one-night relationship with him may not be reliable. Forget it, let's attack the police, make a big deal and let yourself be tried by the public. In this case, there is still a chance to defend Uncle Li. The mind turned, and the warm current quickly flowed in Zhang He's strange scriptures.
With the operation of the warm current, the murderous aura on Zhang He's body instantly became thicker, making all the police officers feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they all shivered involuntarily. Especially the police officer who was approaching Zhang He step by step, he suddenly stopped, and looked at Zhang He who was motionless with his hands on his face full of fear.
What's going on? All the officers couldn't help but wonder for a while. They didn't know the murderous aura, nor did they feel the murderous aura, and they all instinctively took this cold and suppressed feeling as nervousness. Because they are just ordinary film policemen, they have never encountered the strange incident where a prisoner can break his handcuffs and smash the iron door of the detention room with his fist.
The "settled" guests in these detention rooms are basically prostitutes who were arrested during the anti-pornography and crackdown. The cost of accommodation in these detention cells is higher than that of a five-star hotel, and if one is caught, a fine of 8,000 or 10,000 is fined, and they are allowed to make any price at will, anyway, without making records and issuing fines.
The policemen who are accustomed to cleaning up the soft eggs of prostitutes all chose to believe in the power in their hands and the guns in their hands, the middle-aged police officer paused, forcibly suppressed the strong fear, and only then did he take another step forward and get closer to Zhang He a little bit.
One meter, half a meter......
Nima, fighting, seeing that the middle-aged police officer was about to arrive in front of him, a strong killing intent suddenly cracked, startling the middle-aged police officer's hands trembled, the trigger was pulled, and the bullet came out.
The loud sound shook Zhang He's eardrums, but to his surprise, he suddenly found that he could vaguely distinguish the trajectory of some bullets.
Although the police officer let the bullet deviate from his head because of the trembling of his hand, this miraculous discovery still surprised Zhang He. He remained motionless as he watched as the bullets came straight at him, whizzing past his ears, as if he were stupefied.
When the gunshots rang out, the scene suddenly became tense, and the murderous aura emanating from Zhang He's body became more intense, and the emotions of the police officers began to get out of control.
Looking at the fingers of the police officers pulling the trigger, Zhang He also stood up suddenly. His eyes instantly became as sharp as knives, staring at the police officer who was only half a meter away from him without blinking, and in his palms, the colorless air flow instantly rushed out of his palms and condensed in the palms, showing a sharp silver-white color.
Zhang He moved, as fast as lightning, and arrived in front of the middle-aged police officer in the blink of an eye, and before he could pull the trigger, he had already grabbed his neck, and at the same time, his left hand was also waved out mercilessly, and with a little force, he snatched the pistol from his hand.
All of this in one go, as if instinctive.
"Put down the gun."
"Let go of the hostages."
……
After a while, the officers finally reacted, and a stern reprimand sounded in an instant.
The attack on the police is a foregone conclusion.
Zhang He's heart instantly became as resolute as iron, and he slowly glanced at all the police officers who were waiting for him, and then he said slowly, "Call the media, I want everyone to know about today's events." ”
The cold words and the cold muzzle of the gun made the police officer who was pressed the muzzle of his gun to his temple tremble with fright.
In the stalemate, the atmosphere was dull, and seeing that the leading police officer did not react, Zhang He said coldly again, "If you don't do it again, I will kill him." ”
As he spoke, Zhang He's right hand suddenly exerted force, mercilessly smashing the right shoulder of the police officer who was controlled by him.
The terrible screams made the atmosphere even more dull.
"Zhang He, do you know the consequences of your actions?" The lead police officer asked sharply.
"Yes." Zhang He replied without thinking.
"Zhang He, you have to think about it. Put down the gun and I'll get you leniency. ”
The words of the leading police officer made Zhang He show a disdainful smile, "Just you?" Hmph, don't you tell me that you didn't receive any benefits from this operation? If I am arrested, I am afraid that what awaits me will not be leniency, but severe punishment, right? ”
"You ......"
"What are you, do it quickly." Zhang He said sharply again.
The leading police officer wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a cold female voice sounded out of thin air, "Zhang He, put down the gun, I'll keep you fine." ”
What a familiar sound!
Zhang He was taken aback, but when he looked around, he didn't find any figures.
It's her!
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang He's mouth, "Beauty, it seems that my brother didn't save your life in vain, hehe." As he spoke, he casually threw away the pistol and threw the middle-aged police officer far away.
Zhang He moved, the police moved, but faster was a flash of light.
Zhang He's eyesight could already distinguish part of the trajectory of the bullet, so he naturally saw the trajectory of the eleven cold rays. Ten soybean-sized steel balls, as fast as meteors catching the moon, accurately hit the necks of eleven police officers, and the steel balls retreated as soon as they touched, instantly returned to the starting place, and disappeared out of thin air again.
In the blink of an eye, ten police officers who were waiting for the battle fell unconscious, "Zhang He, you go, I'll look for you later." ”
"Thanks, beauty."
Zhang He nodded slightly in the direction where the voice came from, and strode towards a police officer who was about the same size as himself, instantly took off his police uniform, put it on his prison uniform, and swaggered towards the door, but just as he was about to raise his feet to go out, Zhang He turned around sharply.
Nima, since they have attacked the police, let's just hit Ben first.
It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.
Since it is not certain whether this chick is helping herself because of the grace of saving her life; I don't know what she will ask for, so my brother simply doesn't want to, but when I come in, I can't just sneak out like this, or it's too cheap for this bunch of garbage that doesn't do his job properly and helps to abuse him.
After making up his mind, Zhang He's right foot stepped down without hesitation.
With a kick, the person who led the person to grab his police officer's right leg and the calf was shattered, "Ahh The police were woken up by the pain and let out a cry like a pig. But before he could react, Zhang He's right foot fell again.
One kick, the left calf is broken. "Ahh
Nima, how did you train without being beaten? Zhang He glanced at the unconscious leading police officer with disdain on his face, raised his right foot again, and mercilessly stepped on his right hand several times to slap himself.
The police officer was awakened alive again. The seal also has the credit of his left hand, and before the police officer could react, Zhang He's right foot stepped down again.
The leading police officer fell unconscious again, but Zhang He had already left the police station compound in style.
……
The bright sunshine made Zhang He involuntarily feel refreshed, and his thoughts suddenly soared.
The reason why this woman's voice is so familiar to him is because he was almost killed by her, she is either someone else, or the beautiful woman who ran to find Zhang He to detoxify in the middle of the night.
A cold, domineering, glamorous woman.
Zhang He never understood why she wanted to cheat herself and create a misunderstanding between him and Wang Jingyan.
Brother is very handsome, but he is not so handsome that people can't extricate themselves at first sight, of course Zhang He is not narcissistic enough to believe in this weird woman, and he likes himself as soon as he meets.
But there is one thing, Zhang He can vaguely determine that the identity of this woman is very likely to be the same as Liu Meiyan's grandfather, a mysterious official person.
But why did she help her brother? Thanksgiving, won't you? Could it be that Brother has those things that mysterious organizations need?
Just when Zhang He was thinking wildly and was about to wave his hand to stop the car, the cold voice came into his ears again, "Zhang He, see you at No. 61 Yuhua Lane."