The policewoman felt lonely on her knees for a moment, but the wicked Fuso took the opportunity to grab her wrist like crazy.

The policewoman was stunned for a moment, and then struggled desperately, but the effect of the struggle was the opposite of her will.

The pain in his wrist intensified, and his pistol fell to the ground.

At the same time, the policewoman was horrified to see that this guy began to viciously stretch out his magic hand to her, tearing up her clothes with all his might, and the extremely terrifying and disgusting scene of the three female corpses being violated and then cutting their throats and dying came to her mind.

The policewoman hated the beastly Fuso man, so she couldn't help but roar and fight back, but she was no match for the Fuso man at all.

As the Fuso man slashed at her neck with a powerful hand, she instantly experienced a scorching pain, and then fell to the ground with a thud, and the rain flowed down her wet hair on her white cheeks and body, and gradually, her consciousness slowly blurred like her eyes, and finally she lost consciousness.

"Such a fair, fair-skinned police chick, her body is simply full of vitality, but it is much more full of vitality than those women who go in and out of the night scene, it is simply delicious." This Fuso was amazed.

But he was also pondering, seeing that he had already made a quick move, because the policewoman's gunshot just now must have alarmed the people nearby, and maybe even her companion.

Then he was impatient to take off his clothes and clothes, but at this moment he suddenly said "Stop!" Although these are just two simple words, they are like a dragon roaring in anger.

Immediately after this roaring roar, a powerful sense of oppression suddenly attacked him like an overwhelming force, and the Fuso people were startled by this high-pitched roar.

In addition to being pale and cold all over his body, he also felt a sudden pain all over his body.

The Fuso people were shocked and found that a trail of blood was flowing from their head and neck.

The Fuso man, who had been beaten on the head, couldn't help but turn his head in horror and saw a da, da at the end of the path...... The breathtaking footsteps of leather shoes on the slippery blue brick path, and a cold figure appeared in the cold and rainy night.

The man was holding a black umbrella aloft, and the surface of the umbrella obscured his appearance, but it could be seen from his body size that the man holding the umbrella should be a man who was not strong, and could even be said to be thin.

But when he rolled up his sleeves, he actually revealed his strong little arms with knotted muscles, which made people feel a kind of power inexplicably, like a beast from hell, naturally domineering.

The man with the umbrella had red eyes and didn't say a word, step by step from far to near. The Fusang man's heart seemed to be contracting, and he timidly felt that the overwhelming sense of oppression was getting stronger and stronger. In his eyes, the man with the umbrella was not like a human, but more like a giant beast from the wilderness.

This umbrella-raising man seems to be unremarkable, but every step of his momentum seems to have stepped on the tip of the Fusang people's heart, and after twenty steps, his psychological defense line is on the verge of collapse.

The Fuso man did not dare to continue to do evil, and fled in a hurry, otherwise he was not sure what the man with the umbrella would do to him.

In fact, the gangster didn't know the identity of the man with the umbrella at all, and that fear was just an instinct, as if the mouse would tremble when it saw a cat, which was the nature of the evildoer.

"I want to slip away, but I don't have the door!" The man with the umbrella rushed forward with a brisk walk, and grabbed the Fusang man at once.

"Say! All these dirty things about violating women and cutting their throats are all done by you, a dog?"

The man with the umbrella had a cold look in his eyes and a bad tone.

"Uncle, wronged, how could I do these things?" This Fusang man can't hold his face, the dead duck has a hard mouth, and he wants to try his best to confess.

In this land, it has always been them who bully the Chinese people who look like ants, how can there be times when the Chinese people give them a look.

"Hehe, okay, you turtle grandson, obviously you've been caught, you dog-like thing still wants to bark endlessly, do your big-headed dreams!"

When the hooligans and scoundrels will wash their hands on you, doesn't this scene seem a little funny.

The man with the umbrella whose heart was burning furrowed, his face was gloomy and ugly, and he became even more gloomy.

Then he stopped talking nonsense with him, his eyes were bloodshot, his right hand was raised, and several big slaps of strong and domineering slaps were fanatically fanned.

The Fuso man was suddenly slapped with gold stars in his eyes, dizzy, and his facial features spurted blood, so he had to bow his head and admit, "Oh, I did it, I did it!"

The Fuso people's admission confirmed the judgment of the man with the umbrella, thinking that several female compatriots were violated and cut their throats under the obscenity of the Fuso people in front of them, and they were humiliated and took their lives.

The umbrella man's heart twitched, almost crying blood.

In line with the ambition of beating the water dogs, for a while, the anger in his heart burned even more, so he continued to ask: "Let me ask you, who else is there besides you in this gang of people and demons?"

"Uncle, no, no, there is no gang, these things are, I did it alone." Fuso shuddered.

"If you don't give me an honest explanation of your accomplices, it's not flat enough, isn't it?" The man with the umbrella was furious, and he punched down, and the Fusang man's facial features were immediately deformed, and blood splattered from his head, and he felt heartbreaking.

"Haha, it seems that you don't want to confess to your accomplices, so I have to hand you over to the police, no, to the victim's family, so that people will cut you with a thousand knives."

As soon as the man with the umbrella said this, he suddenly saw the Fusang man bite his lips, his body trembled violently, and a black blood came out of his mouth, and then his head was tilted, his eyes were wide open, and he was motionless.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, the man with the umbrella did not have time to stop the Fuso people from taking poison to visit him in the underworld.

Although the criminals deserved retribution, the man with the umbrella deeply regretted that he wanted to stop but was unable to stop the Fuso people's self-destruction.

After the Fusang people, it was also cheaper for the Fuso people, and the man with the umbrella hurriedly turned around to see how the unconscious policewoman was doing.

When I saw the white neck of the policewoman who was unconscious, the blood slowly flowed out and was washed down by the rain.

"Anyway...... It's still a step too late. The man with the umbrella shook his head helplessly.

The man didn't flick his tears, but he didn't reach the sad place, and on the well-defined face of the man with the umbrella, he almost couldn't help but cry like rain.

As a member of the public security joint defense team, the object that he should have covered and secretly responded to was injured, and in any case, it was his own dereliction of duty.

I already owe someone a favor! The man with the umbrella let out a long sigh.

I owe too much favor to others in this second life, and I can't repay it, so I owe one more lump sum.

What now?

Anyway, let's take this police flower away, and accept it if it deserves to be dealt with!

The man with the umbrella sighed, put away the policewoman's gun, carried the policewoman's flower on his shoulder with one hand, and quietly disappeared into the vast rainy night.