Those green flames hit the two stone statues inside the truck. After a while, a layer of blue lightning appeared on the stone statue. The black shadow saw that the arrogance had successfully hit the stone statue, and then left with peace of mind.

The truck took the two statues safely to the police station, where they stopped at the front pavilion with two marble pillars. A policeman saw the truck approaching and rushed to the second-floor office.

At this time, the bald police chief also heard the sound of the car, so he excitedly opened the door and ran into the stairs. One hurried up the stairs, the other hurried down the stairs, and the two happened to be on the same side again.

"Bang!", and the two collided.

"Hey, who the hell is it!" said the police chief, angrily.

When he got up to take a closer look, he found that it was the police officer he had arranged for him to make a special report, so he continued to descend the stairs without much thought.

When he came downstairs to the police station, he saw a beautiful black truck parked in the front kiosk of the police station.

The excitement in the director's heart churned like a stormy wave, surging for a while.

"Hey, driver, open the cloth cover!" shouted the police chief excitedly.

The driver had a pointed head, a figure-eight mustache, and a sparse hairstyle that flew up like a flame on the top of his head. The driver came this time for other purposes than to deliver the stone statues. He got out of the car with a smile on his face and looked at the director with a pair of brown eyes.

"Don't look at me! open the canvas!" said the Director, impatiently.

The driver wanted to say that there were other requests this time, but he was held back by the director's words. So, the driver had to open the gray canvas with a calm face. Two life-carved stone statues of the director showed him in front of his eyes, making him unable to suppress the exaggerated expression on his face with excitement. The director looked at the mighty statue and couldn't help but touch it with his hands.

At this point, the Raccoon Stone reacted a little, as it sensed the breath of a person touching it. In China, no one casually touches a mighty beast like this, which makes it feel very uncomfortable, and thinks that it is a pampered wild cat, so it hates it even more. However, the director, who was at the peak of his excitement at the moment, didn't care about the subtle changes in the stone statue, and only cared about a vigorous stroke.

"Come, get some help!" the chief instructed a police officer.

The officer rushed to call some policemen to help carry the statue. The driver leaned a large wooden plank against the rear of the car to facilitate the carrying of the stone statue.

"Oops! ready," shouted several officers, struggling to lift the statue up and place it on the planks to let it slide down slowly. When the stone statue was about to slide to a certain distance, several police officers struggled to control the speed of the stone statue's landing.

A few of the officers didn't think that the statue was so heavy that it was heavier than the other stones.

"This thing is very valuable! take your time!" the chief said nervously, watching the officers grit their teeth and tremble as they slowly descended the statue.

Sometimes, the accident happened very suddenly, just a little bit away, several police officers couldn't hold it and let go together.

As a result, the statue fell to the ground with a deafening sound and a puff of dust.

At this time, the director was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he didn't dare to imagine what would become of the stone statue he had bought with a lot of money. But he still looked at the stone statue that fell to the ground, only some of the bases were broken, and the rest was unharmed.

"It's okay! It's just that some of the bases are rotten! I don't care about you! If you break the other parts! you don't have to go to work anymore" The chief angrily knocked on the hats of several police officers, and then touched his bare head.

After that, he looked depressed, wondering why his subordinates were doing such poor work.

"What are you doing standing stupidly! Don't move the stone statue to its corresponding position! I want to teach you whether it is," said the director angrily.

Several police officers nodded their heads again and again, and moved the stone statue to the corresponding position with a respectful look.

"Is there anything else you need?" asked the director, leaving the driver who was still standing still and did not want to leave.

"This ......! That! Can I ......?" the driver was embarrassed to say.

At this point, the director turned impatiently and went to inspect the statue again to see if there was any damage.

"Say whatever you want! Don't twist it! Like a sissy!" said the director impatiently.

"Can I come to the police station to work!?" said the driver, who had already known that the chief had fished a lot of oil and water, and that he would be able to live well if he worked under him.

"No! where is the police station, who are you!" said the chief, touching the stone statue.

The driver angrily slammed the door shut, and at this point he thought to himself, "What a bullshit, Director! What's the big deal," and drove away.

Because it received the breath of a human again, the stone statue actually woke up. The chief and several police officers were so frightened that they hurriedly opened fire. I saw that as soon as the ferocious beast stomped its foot, the entire police station began to sink. The dwarfs also fell into the bottomless abyss, falling all the way.