Chapter Eighty-Four: Xingshi Asks for Guilt!

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In an instant, Zhao Zhengting's thoughts were gone.

He never expected that after the bullet broke through his spiritual weapon defense, it would still have a strong momentum and could turn a corner!

Burst!

The bullet sank into Zhao Zhengting's head, and a large amount of red light suddenly overflowed from the seven orifices of his face, as if there was a searchlight in his head shining out.

Then his head exploded into nothingness.

The headless Zhao Zhengting's arms rested weakly on the ground, and with a click, three oval objects rolled out of his ring, flashing and standing still on the floor.

"Grenade!"

Jiang Jingyang fixed his eyes, waved his big hand, and put the popular short flute, Lei Changzheng's ring ruler and Zhao Zhengting's broken black leather whip into the ring in an instant, quickly flicked his fingers three times, flew out three tortoiseshell talismans to cover the three grenades, and kicked Gu Xingyi out when he turned around.

After the alloy armor on Gu Xingzhi's body broke through the heavy floor-to-ceiling glass window, it also flew out quickly.

Almost at the same time, there was a muffled buzz behind him, and the spiritual power grenade exploded instantly, and the tortoiseshell talisman collapsed one after another after just a slight block, and the shock wave formed by the huge spiritual power and the high-explosive grenade quickly dispersed, pushing Jiang Jingyang's body forward.

All the glass shattered, and there was a muffled sound in the banquet hall on the second floor, and a large amount of dust flew out, and the second floor shrank directly, half a story lower.

Guan Pengfei, who was standing in the square outside, suddenly saw Gu Xingzhi rolling down like a ball, and immediately rose from the ground, jumped up more than two meters high with brute force, and hugged Gu Xingzhi firmly.

Jiang Jingyang then arrived and fell to the ground lightly to stand still.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers was frightened by the power of the explosion, and they kept retreating one by one, and there was no need for the police to maintain order.

Jiang Jingyang stretched out his hand and found out the fragments of those pages in Gu Xingzhi's underwear, pinched them into powder, and then ordered Guan Pengfei to save people first.

This is not the time for small talk, Guan Pengfei nodded, and was busy beckoning the ambulance to approach. Zhuo Ruici glanced at Jiang Jingyang, and he didn't have time to say anything, so he kept reporting to his superiors.

By this time, firefighters had rushed into the scene of thick smoke.

Jiang Jingyang retreated to the periphery of the second layer of the police blockade, Jiang Muhan, Ye Fatzi, Xu Shiguo and Hou Rongzu immediately surrounded him, and greeted him carefully, Jiang Muhan's eyes became moist, obviously caused by worry.

After a while, people from thousands of families rushed over, and an old man led by him had a childish face and was cautiously embraced by everyone.

When he came to Jiang Jingyang, the old man stretched out his hands, grabbed Jiang Jingyang and said, "Master Jiang, are you okay?" ”

Jiang Jingyang was slightly stunned, then guessed the identity of this person, shook his head and said, "It's okay, old man Wan, it's just a skin injury." ”

The person who came was Wan Youbang, the head of the Wan family.

Wan Youbang came late tonight, originally thinking that he would just come to meet Jiang Jingyang and thank him in person, but he didn't know that such an unexpected change had happened.

After asking with concern, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and Luo Zhaohui was seen swaggering over, followed by a group of police officers from the Nanqian City Police Station.

Next to Luo Zhaohui was Hu Yu, the director of the Municipal Police Department, most of the police officers of the City Patrol Police Team and the Criminal Police Team were present, and Hu Yu's nephew Hu Junxiong was also among them, looking suspicious and flickering.

Luo Zhaohui pointed at Jiang Jingyang and reprimanded angrily: "A rude and reckless man who only knows how to shout and kill, do you know how many heavyweights in high society were almost killed by you tonight?" If you used to be a policeman, I think you are a shame for the police in Nanqian City! An out-and-out terrorist-element! A scum who endangers society! Scum! ”

As if he had finally found a way to clean up Jiang Jingyang, Luo Zhaohui seized this opportunity to brutally criticize Jiang Jingyang.

"You, you, you, you......" Hu Yu also looked embarrassed and angry, "I didn't expect that just after leaving the police station team in our city, I fell into a gang-gang vendetta!" Jiang Jingyang, what are you doing? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people of the Wan family couldn't hold back, Wan Youbang coughed, and dissuaded: "Director Luo, if you have something to say, you can't jump to conclusions before there is no evidence." ”

"Old Man Wan, do you know who he is?" Luo Zhaohui faced Wan Youbang, but he looked respectful, and did not dare to make a mistake in front of the head of the ten thousand families.

"He is the master of my auspicious hall, my savior." Wan Youbang's words at this moment were loud.

"Whether it's your benefactor or not, we don't judge favorably, but he used to be a member of the Mastiff SWAT team, and he is also a respected policeman in the entire city police department. Who would have thought that he would suddenly leave the police force! You say, who would give up public office for no reason, give up serving the country and the people? Luo Zhaohui obviously had a general understanding of what had happened in Hu Yu's mouth.

And Hu Yu and Hu Junxiong's uncle and nephew showed a smile on their faces, last time Jiang Jingyang was directly transferred by the Mastiff special police team, because he occupied a place, which led to the Mastiff no longer recruiting people at the city police station.

This can be said to have cut off Hu Junxiong's way. In order to enter the mastiff, he had been prepared for a long time, but Jiang Jingyang suddenly rose, occupied the dove's nest, and snatched the place that belonged to the city police department.

This time, taking this opportunity, it is the most ideal to plant a name for Jiang Jingyang to collude with the gangster.

Luo Zhaohui raised today's matter to the height of national righteousness, which made Wan Jia also feel a little embarrassed, how to say, even if the Wan family is strong and the old man Wan is noble, but it cannot be compared with the country. Even Xia Jing's family can't be compared.

The scene fell silent, Luo Zhaohui commanded and pressed step by step, Hu Yu and Hu Junxiong were so unhappy.

"I suggest that Director Hu, you torture Jiang Jingyang first, and take him back for interrogation slowly." Luo Zhaohui finally revealed his final purpose.

Hu Yu immediately nodded: "To find out today's matter, Jiang Jingyang must be interrogated, someone is coming!" ”

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Jingyang raised his hand casually, held a work token in the palm of his hand, and faced Luo Zhaohui and Hu Yu.

Hu Junxiong was stunned for a moment and shouted, "What bullshit? You think it's a gold medal for avoiding death, and the police will give me this set if they arrest fewer people! "The men with the criminal police team are going to rush forward.

"Wait!" Hu Yu roared violently, startling Hu Junxiong and his subordinates, and their bodies trembled, stunned on the spot, not knowing what the director suddenly went crazy.

Luo Zhaohui was also stunned, and turned his head to look at Hu Yu, who also looked at him at the moment.

"Really?"

"Really, I ...... I've seen it with my own eyes. Hu Yu hesitated for a moment, and a difficult sound came out of his throat.

Officials of their level naturally know what this work token means.

It means that as soon as it appears, whatever the holder of the token is doing, it will no longer fall under the jurisdiction of any government agency.

It means that even if the person holding the token kills someone in front of them, it has nothing to do with them anymore.

They simply can't afford to mess with them.

Luo Zhaohui felt that his throat was suddenly extremely dry, as if he had swallowed a live chicken.

"Anything else?" Jiang Jingyang put away the token and asked.

"I didn't ...... It's okay. Luo Zhaohui felt that his voice at the moment was not like his own, it was worse than crying.

And Hu Yu couldn't say a word.

Jiang Jingyang's eyes swept over these people coldly.

"Get out!"