Chapter 20 Hella provokes the monkey to wipe his buttocks

Just after Sun Wukong and Hela finished fighting, the entire interrogation room was already unrecognizable, and the police chief and a group of men walked in with guns.

"Who the hell are you?" The police chief was sweating profusely and pointed a gun at Sun Wukong, he couldn't help but be nervous, he was worried that if Sun Wukong suddenly attacked, even if he had a gun in his hand, he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it, if he accidentally took a punch, it was estimated that he would fall apart immediately with his body bones, which was the kind of fall apart in the real sense.

Sun Wukong is not afraid of the small pistols in the hands of these policemen, and he grabbed the barrel of the small pistol in the hands of the police chief.

"Hey, hey, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, my grandson won't do anything to you" Sun Wukong grabbed the barrel of the police chief's gun and slowly pressed it down.

At this time, the sweat beads on the forehead of the police chief became more fine, and he didn't see how Sun Wukong stepped forward to grab the barrel of his gun just now, and now the gun has been caught by Sun Wukong, and it has lost its deterrent effect. Although the surrounding subordinates still have guns in their hands, they are now in the hands of others, although they are not clearly subdued by the other party, but with the skills of the other party, there is no difference between being subdued at such a close distance, in this case, this group of subordinates does not dare to shoot, what if people arrest their own director to block bullets.

Just when the police chief was sweating profusely and didn't know what to do, the phone in his pocket rang, but he didn't dare to answer the phone.

"Hehe, your phone is ringing, won't you answer the phone?" Sun Wukong looked at the director of the bureau and was so nervous that he didn't dare to answer the phone, so he had to open his mouth to prompt and let go of the barrel of the gun.

"Then I'll take it, don't take it" The director was very scared, how could there be such a monster in this world, and let him meet it, I knew that it was such a monster, no matter how big the movement was, it wouldn't come.

If you look at the humanoid holes in the walls around you, they're all concrete walls, not thatched walls. Is this something that can be done by humans?

"You are really boring, let you pick it up, what are you afraid of, my grandson has said that it will not hurt you, what are you afraid of, my grandson is not a wicked person."

When the police chief heard Sun Wukong's words, he glanced at Hela, who was lying on the ground and was no longer human, and swallowed his saliva, and his heart was full of MMP, not a wicked person can beat a delicate beauty like this, and he also beat it all on his face, you look at what such a delicate beauty is like by you.

The police chief took out the phone tremblingly and put it in his ear, "Hey, hello, this is the Old Bridge City Police Department." ”

"Yes"

"Yes"

"Okay"

"No problem"

Hang up, and don't know who called.

"Mr. Sun, you can go, someone is in charge of this matter." This director is still extremely nervous in the face of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong knew that this should be the intervention of S.H.I.E.L.D., but Sun Wukong was a little puzzled about how they knew that they were here, and that they had obviously changed their appearance.

"It's boring, it's boring, it's really boring, isn't that going to be compensated, you tell me how to compensate."

"Ah, no compensation, we'll settle the matter."

"No, do you think my grandson can't afford to pay for it?" Originally, he had a fight with Hela, and he already knew that Hela really had no money, and there was a reason for beating Hela so hard, and he originally wanted to pit Hela, but he didn't expect to pit himself, if he didn't pay the money for Hela, he didn't worry that Hela was squatting here alone, and these mortal policemen couldn't lock Hela, if Hela escaped and his armor was gone, it would be a big loss.

Sun Wukong's insistence on losing money is also a little dissatisfied with the people of S.H.I.E.L.D. meddling in their own affairs at will.

"Ah, I really don't need to, Sun 、、、、、、"

Before the director finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong twisted his eyebrows and said: "Compensation, you must pay compensation." ”

At this time, the high-ranking police chief felt that it was difficult to deal with it.

"Why don't I give me a call and ask."

Seeing that Sun Wukong did not object, he immediately took out the phone and called the one he had just called.

"Hello, I'm the chief of the Old Bridge City Police, and I'm the one who just talked to you."

"No, no, it's because Mr. Sun here insists on compensation."

"Hmm"

"Okay"

"Okay"

"Goodbye"

Hung up the phone, this director is now having a headache, why did he let him encounter this kind of thing.

The next thing is for the director to negotiate compensation with Sun Wukong, and in the end, Sun Wukong compensated 980,000 yuan, and then spent 20,000 US dollars to bail Hela.

The loss of the interrogation room did not let Sun Wukong compensate, firstly, the director did not let Sun Wukong compensate, and secondly, Sun Wukong had no money, and the one million US dollars that had just arrived was gone, in fact, the most important thing was that Sun Wukong had no money.

The more Sun Wukong, who walked out of the police station, became angrier and angrier, and turned to stare at Hela who was following him.

Hela, who was holding the head of the second senior brother, also stared at Sun Wukong's eyes without giving an inch.

"You, you owe my grandson a million dollars, and now you work for my grandson." Sun Wukong pointed to Hela's pig-headed face.

"You dream, you want your mother to work for you, it's impossible to work, don't think about your mother going to work for your whole life."

Hela yelled at Sun Wukong with sparks in her eyes.

Sun Wukong clenched his fists and made a gesture to fight, "Are you going or not?" ”

"Don't go"

"Director, Director, no, the two of them are going to fight again."

The door of the police chief's office was pushed open with a bang, and the director sitting behind the desk was drinking coffee to suppress the shock, and he was still scared after sending away the two monsters, and the sudden sound made him fall the hot coffee in his hand and happened to fall in the crotch of his pants, so hot that he hurriedly got up and wiped it.

"Who, who's fighting."

At this time, the little policeman who came to report the news did not dare to shout loudly when he saw that he had caused trouble, and cautiously said to his director: "That's it, it's just the two of them." ”

"Those two, which two" The chief stared at the little policeman who came to report and caused him to get wet.

"It's the two you sent away personally."

"Oh my God, spare me." The director held his head in his hands, grabbed his hair, and sat down in the office chair decadently.

"Where are these two little ancestors fighting?"

The little policeman swallowed, "No, it hasn't started yet, it's going to start, it's at the door of the police station." ”

"That is, there is no fight yet," the director breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oops, ouch, my stomach hurts, no, I'm going to the bathroom, you go and tell Ward Fields to take a look, let's let me, I can't bear it, I have to go to the bathroom." Ward Fields is the deputy commissioner of the police department. The chief of the bureau opened the little policeman and ran towards the toilet.

The little policeman was stunned and watched the clumsy performance of his own director, and muttered, "Is this cowardice? ”

The chief, who hadn't run far yet, turned his head when he heard the little policeman's words, and shouted: "What are you muttering, hurry up and call Ward Fields, I'll settle accounts with you when I come back later." ”

The little policeman came back to his senses by the roar of his own director, slapped himself twice, and said bitterly with a small face: "It's over, it's over, it's over." ”

Then the little policeman didn't dare to delay, and hurried to call Ward Fields, otherwise he would die if he let himself deal with it.

On the other side, in the deputy director's office, the deputy director yelled at the little policeman: "What, you idiot, as long as it's not in the bureau, what do you care about the two of you, just pretend not to see it, go and close the door quickly, by the way, and hang a sign that is temporarily closed today." ”

"We don't have this kind of brand," the little policeman said weakly, stunned by the yelling.

"You idiot, how did you get into the police, wouldn't you write one without you, get out, get out of me."

The little policeman walked out of the office with tears streaming down his face, he knew that his police career was over, and the chief and deputy director were all offended by himself.

Sun Wukong suddenly saw a tearful little policeman walking at the door of the police station, hung a sign on the gate that was obviously just written about temporary closure, and locked the gate and left.

Sun Wukong picked his head: "Will this police station also be temporarily closed?" ”