It's a pity that the signal pot is only covered by the old city.

And the population of the old city is not much, and there are even fewer users who can afford to use TV.

Otherwise, there may be more negative emotions.

However, after a day of fermentation, word of mouth, this problem is actually not big.

Liu Yuan glanced at the several hostages behind him, and said to the fat man who felt like he was wearing a trench coat out of a straitjacket.

"Start shooting."

The middle-aged fat man with his face covered immediately turned on the camera.

The reason why Liu Yuanyuan still let this fat man mess with him is precisely because the fat man worked as an amateur videographer in a hot photography factory in Tokyo when he was young.

Looking at the dark night sky, Liu Yuan turned on the walkie-talkie.

"Sheriff, I still want to play a game with you, just wait for you for ten minutes!"

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Sotake's life looked at Yoshida Yohji with a worried face.

Yohji Yoshida tapped his fingers on the tabletop, and when he saw the camera's indicator suddenly go out, he smiled hideously.

"Sheriff, I'm sorry, someone wants you dead."

As he spoke, Yohji Yoshida took out a pair of knuckles from the table and put them on his hands.

"Don't be cruel to me, it's commanded from above, you can't die so easily."

Zongwu hurriedly retreated, still struggling to explain something, but he was still injured but he was unable to move, Yohji Yoshida came to his eyes in a few clicks, and a fist gradually dilated in his pupils.

Bump, bump, bump, the sound of fists to the flesh was accompanied by screams.

Bang.

The door was suddenly opened, and in the doorway stood a woman dressed in professional attire and extremely beautiful.

Zong Wusheng looked at it with difficulty with swollen eyes, and a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"The mayor's secretary save me."

The person who came was none other than Masako Yoshishima.

"Yoshida-kun, please stop, this is an order from the mayor, and the director has agreed." Masako Yoshishima's tone couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger.

Hearing this, Yohji Yoshida immediately withdrew his hand and stepped aside, without looking at the sheriff who collapsed on the ground.

As if it wasn't him who was committing the violence just now.

"He's still useful." Masako Yoshishima explained.

"Follow me." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Sotakeshi struggled to get up from the ground, but he didn't succeed several times, and he looked at Yoshida Yoshiji.

But Yohji Yoshida looked at his nose and his nose at his heart, as if he was asleep.

Poof, a mouthful of old blood squirted on the ground.

A white shadow lifted him up.

"What's wrong with you, Sheriff? How did you fall like this? ”

Zong Wusheng looked up and saw that it was a female forensic doctor.

At this time, the female forensic doctor was looking anxiously concerned, but she never asked how she was injured.

But Zong Wu's life knew that this woman was the grass on the wall, seeing that he had escaped a crisis, he was afraid that he would go back and let her wear small shoes, and now he came to pretend to be a gesture again.

But this is not the time to worry about her, so Sotakeshi waited viciously for Yoshida Yoshida.

casually put the palm of his hand on the female forensic doctor's upright buttocks, and then looked at the female forensic doctor so deeply.

"Let's go."

The female forensic doctor's body trembled, but she didn't dare to say more, so she could only let this old thing do it.

"What's wrong? Is Miko unwell?" Zong Wu's life also promised to ask.

Looking at the female forensic doctor who looked like she was running but didn't dare to run, and her body was stiff, Zong Wusheng's swollen face showed a hint of pride.

What's so bad about backing the pot.

I love to carry the pot.

I'm the king of the black pot!

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