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Dark's head was still hurting, he couldn't stand the rounds of persuasion, and in his opinion, with the extremely poor amount of alcohol, it was better to catch two pickpockets with the effort of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, even if he couldn't catch it cleanly, it would make the police station have a better reputation. But the director said that if you don't drink, you can't work. I can't help it, just do it!

After three rounds of drinking, an old-timer suddenly remembered that he still had patrol tasks, and the director's eyes naturally fell on the newly recruited freshman. Darker naturally understood that this was to look up to himself, so he shook his head hard, his tongue wide, his soft legs, and his baton out of the tavern.

Port Snell has been exceptionally cold this autumn, with hard winds at the end of November. As soon as the cold wind rushed, Duck felt like his stomach had been punched, his throat tightened, and a round of darkness came to him.

At noon, it happened to be a meal, and there were a lot of people going back and forth around, and a few guys who didn't have long eyes pointed and pointed, and when they saw the baton hanging from his waist, they were silent one by one, and walked away with their heads down.

Duck leaned against a crooked earthen wall, and raised his head vigorously, and in front of him was a large area of crooked houses, with crooked clothes poles inserted in front of and behind the houses, sewage flowed sideways, garbage was all over the ground, and from time to time a few unkempt children screamed and ran after each other, startling a rough shouting and scolding.

His destination, the slums of Port Snell, arrived.

No wonder I found a sense of awe.

Damn, Lao Tzu, the black skin of a policeman, can only scare and scare the poor?

His head still hurt, his temples and the back of his head were jumping, and the sour smell of vomit remained in his mouth.

There was a quiet alley in front of him, and Duck endured a severe headache, leaning against the wall, and staggered past.

See, the water tank is full! Clear water! Can be found! God of light, you old man is so sweet!

I won't change it for a director! Who will stop Lao Tzu from being in a hurry with him!

Duck pointed his red eyes at the water tank and walked straight over.

I don't know that a skinny monkey came out of the middle of nowhere, pointing at him, squeaking and crooked.

Duck didn't hear a word, but glanced at him, ignoring it, and looked at the lovely water tank with the tenderness of a lover.

The skinny monkey seemed to smell the strong smell of wine on his body, and then looked at his burly figure, hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to block the way.

A vicious aura quickly rose in Duck's chest.

Don't mess with Lao Tzu!

He was originally the son of an ordinary family, his family was poor, his parents died, and he and his sister depended on each other at the age of ten and spent twelve years of difficult times.

At the age of twenty-two, he worked desperately all kinds of odd jobs to barely make ends meet. After my sister was admitted to the Alchemy major of the Royal Academy of Doland, her expenses increased, and she had to find a job with a stable income.

Submit resumes everywhere, hit walls everywhere, and repeatedly vote. He even laughed at himself and thought that if he couldn't find a job anymore, it would be good to write resumes for others.

Finally, God is hungry and blind, and good luck has fallen from heaven, and the Port Snell Police Station recruits a patrol officer.

Port Snell is the largest trading port in the north of the Dorland Kingdom, rich and prosperous, developed for decades, has long formed its own set of rules, which work should be done and who should not be done. A high-ranking and powerful yamen like the police station, the children of ordinary people, don't need to think about it at all. The so-called open recruitment is just a walk-around formality, and the quota has already been set.

It stands to reason that this kind of good thing will not be his turn, and he is also in a hurry to go to the doctor. A total of three people signed up, in addition to him, there are two young masters who will carry the title of viscount in their next life, and there is no suspense in the end, who knows that the relationship between the two people is too hard, and it is not easy to explain who will take down the director, and the two ends are urged tightly, and finally gritted his teeth, and put Dak's helpless stupid boy on the fire, as for the two goods, wait for Dak's three-month probationary period to expire and then adjust it according to the results of the wrestling behind it.

In other words, the tenure of Dack's regular patrol officer is at most a month. So, on the first day of work, people gave the nickname "Little Fresh Meat", which means that after three months, they will leave their posts with honor, and within the absolute shelf life, they will be so fresh that they can't be fresher.

I thought that after becoming a policeman, I would finally be able to raise my eyebrows and enjoy the highlight moments of my life within three months.

The family is poor, helpless, a stupid boy, and the treatment in the police station can be imagined, even those gangsters who don't make small mistakes in big things and keep killing people who don't have enough to kill and not sentence enough don't take their eyelids to him. The old-timers of the police station teach earnestly all day long, not how to punish evil and promote good, but how to watch people put down dishes, don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with, and cause trouble to the police station!

The clay figurines still have three points of fire!

If Dark's current resentment is extracted, it will definitely be able to weave a black cloud over Port Snell!

Don't mess with Lao Tzu!

The skinny monkey still hung his eyebrows to make a look of Lao Tzu's most hanging, Duck didn't have the heart to stick to him, his arm pulled slightly, the skinny monkey's feet were in the air, and he fell into the corner of the wall with his buttocks, knocked down two clothes poles, and the sewage splashed everywhere, and the top of his head was covered with a strip of colorful patches of underwear, staring at him with an unbelievable gaze from the hole in the underwear.

With a bang, Duck finally got his wish and dipped his head into the water tank, and the cold and clean feeling suddenly made him almost convuls. He shook his head vigorously in intoxication, and shook his head back in a loud noise, countless droplets of water jumping and splashing.

The scalp, the face, and the whole neck were all cooled! The head was still jumping suddenly, but it was much more comfortable.

The wind rises in the back!

Duck smiled, he is now extremely awake and extremely agile! Although the anesthetic sensation of alcohol will make the movements out of shape, it can also reduce the pain, and enter a state similar to the swordsman's "hegemonic body" skill, just rely on your thin arms and legs, play sneak attack? Tell you, even if Lao Tzu eats you hard, he will still kill you!

He squatted suddenly!

A pointed iron rod roared overhead, and Duck raised both arms at the same time, like two vices, one grabbed the two thin claws, and slammed down the thin arm, and with a backward movement, he grabbed the opponent's waist and threw it forward!

Plop and splash!

The skinny monkey was "planted" into the water tank by him head down like a turnip!

Looking at the two thin legs like firewood sticks kicking in front of him, a sense of pride suddenly rose in Dark's chest, he inhaled deeply, clamped his arms, roared, and lifted a large vat containing most of the half of the tank of water and a large living person, weighing six or seven hundred catties!

With a bang, the water splashed, the water tank shattered, and the skinny monkey inside fell into a lot of meat and eight vegetables, and there was no movement for a long time.

It feels so good to fall someone!

Duck straightened up with a smile and slapped the window hard: "Hey, hey, I'm sorry for smashing your tank! The money is at the door, take it yourself!" As he spoke, he took out a few bills, no matter how big the denomination was, and threw them on the ground casually, staggering out of the alley.

Just two steps away, he stopped suddenly, something wasn't right!

As soon as the cold water was soaked, the hot head began to become sober.

The slum is just one word: chaos! But now, this alley is quiet. This skinny monkey just now is obviously letting off the whistle!

Seeing Lao Tzu's black skin, he dared to block it, there was definitely something going on inside!