Killing the most hated old policeman in his heart, the giant python turned into a tall man did not calm down, he knew that his current state could not last long. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Keeping this state is burning his own snake god blood, when the blood in his body burns clean, it is when he dies, but his great revenge has not been avenged, and he has not completed the task given by the snake god, and he does not want to die now.

He raised the huge snake's head, and his cold eyes contained unbridled killing intent.

Roar......

A loud roar came out of his mouth, and the surrounding parked vehicles let out a shrill siren.

He rushed up again, his huge body writhing rapidly, scraping out traces of the grass of the elementary school, turning the dirt out and quickly heading towards the outside of the school, he needed to find a safe place to undo the transformation, otherwise only death awaited him.

Almost as soon as he left, the air defense sirens of the entire town were sounded, and the sound of the sirens echoed over the entire town, and countless people who did not know the situation looked up at the sky, but could not see anything.

At the same time, the chief, who had just returned to the police station, was furious in his office at the moment.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on, who will be okay to send such a big python to our police station. "The chief is a white-bellied man in his fifties, wearing an oversized police uniform and a thick cigar in his hand, standing in front of a group of old policemen, puffing and puffing.

These old policemen also can't say their bitterness, they can only bow their heads and be scolded, and everyone is still confused, and they can't figure out the situation.

"You bunch of rice buckets, what are the police stations raising you for, you only know how to be powerful, you can't do anything practical, who brought such a giant python over I don't know, what's the matter, get out of me, I'll get angry when I look at you. The director shook the cigarette butt and hit a policeman directly, and the warm anger on the policeman's face flashed, but he helplessly lowered the bottom of his head and clenched his fists tightly.

In the end, all the policemen could only swallow their anger and leave the office behind, leaving behind the director with an angry face and a half-dead secretary lying in a chair with his eyes closed.

When all the policemen left, the director immediately changed his flattering expression, approached the secretary's side, and said cautiously: "How is it, are you still uncomfortable?"

"What do you say?" the secretary turned his head, not wanting to face him, and said weakly.

"It's all to blame for not training my subordinates well, making you suffer, that dead man really deserves to die, he usually looks quite obedient, and today he actually gave you such a heavy hand, when I find him, I will definitely let him die a good death." The director had a fierce look on his face, and an expression of longing to eat human flesh.

Hearing the director say this, the secretary opened his eyes weakly, glanced at the other party, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not difficult, it's not serious, lock him up and don't give him food for three days." ”

"Yes, yes, yes......" The director stammered, and as he spoke, he gently stroked the other party's lower belly with his hand, and said with a lewd smile: "I have medicine here to cure all diseases, and it will make you comfortable in a while, and it will no longer hurt so much." ”

"Dead ghost ......" the secretary smiled charmingly, and his face turned red.

The fat director smiled and was about to go up, but at this time, a knock on the door suddenly came.

"Get out of here, do you know what I'm doing now!" The fat director, who was about to do exercise, was burning with lust at the moment, and suddenly heard a knock on the door, and he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

The knock on the door quieted down suddenly, and he seemed to be frightened by the fat director's roar, which made the fat director smile proudly, this is what he wanted, and then he didn't plan to care about the movement outside.

But then, a more violent knock on the door came again, interrupting his good deeds again, which made the fat director, who was already angry, even more angry, and directly pulled out his pistol from his waist.

"Damn, I said I was busy, and I knocked on the door, I think you're tired of being crooked. The fat director walked to the door angrily, opened the door and pointed directly at the other party.

But in the next scene, he was so scared that he was going to fall down.

I saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing outside the door, wearing a Pentagon logo on his chest, and around him, there were two rows of strong soldiers, although they were wearing civilian clothes, but from their cold expressions, it could be seen that they were extremely powerful soldiers.

"You, ......" The fat director stammered and didn't know what to say, and the snatch in his hand was instantly snatched away by a soldier next to him.

"Fuck off. The person who came had a disgusted expression on his face, didn't give the other party a face at all, and kicked the fat director away with one kick, as if he was kicking away a stray dog.

The secretary on the seat was also dumbfounded, he wanted to stand up but there was no time, he was directly grabbed by the hair by the person who came up and was still on the ground, as if he was doing a trivial thing, without looking at it.

As soon as he sat down, a white man with eyes walked up to him, opened the laptop he was carrying, and began to invade the police station.

Almost two or three breaths away, the network monitoring of the entire police station has been presented in the notebook.

The white hacker, habitually moving his eyes, a pair of slender snow-white fingers, quickly tapping on the keyboard, the video screen turned into a small picture, and then he began to carefully look for unusual places in the data.

Eventually, the video stops in an iron surveillance room.

In the monitoring room, a middle-aged man in a decent police uniform just sat down and began to interrogate the prisoner in front of him.

The prisoner's hands and feet were cuffed to death, he was dressed in rag clothes, he looked worse than a homeless man, his body was full of wounds, there were many blood bags on his head, and his face was deformed.