"Whew!"

From the No. 2 detention cell, a figure rushed out and pounced on the young herdsman, and the young herdsman was obviously on guard, only to see his body leaned and hooked his feet, and after the figure threw himself into the air, his feet were still spitted and hooked, and he was unsteady and fell to the ground, and the young herdsman turned back to the back of the neck of the figure lying on the ground and stomped hard.

"Click!" the figure snorted and fell silent for a moment, listening to the sound of what was obviously a bone breaking.

Kill one person in less than two seconds! At this time, the two police officers who followed Tu Guhun to the corridor saw it clearly, which made the sturdy police officer feel a little terrified, and he thought to himself that it was fortunate that he didn't rashly try to subdue the young herdsman in front of him just now, otherwise he would be able to stand and speak now, he had to put a question mark in his heart.

The young herdsman hurried into the No. 2 detention cell, and immediately there was a sound of tossing and moving, and after only a few seconds, the tossing and moving sound suddenly stopped, and only the sound of "poof" was heard, and it was inferred that another person should have fallen to the ground.

"Kunbo, Kunbo!" was heard clearly from the No. 2 detention cell, followed by a few painful roars of "ahh

"Uncle Leopard, Uncle Leopard!" The voice of the young herdsman was heard from the No. 1 detention room, and after more than ten seconds of silence, the sturdy police officer heard the sound of "crackling, popping, banging" hitting the human body, someone's crying for mercy, and the sound of the two talking in a low voice.

The conversation continued for several minutes before the able-bodied officer saw the young herdsman walk out of Detention Room 1 with a frosty face on his face and walk towards them.

"You, what do you want to do?" the two police officers held their police shields and put on a posture of stubborn resistance, and the sturdy police officer said in horror, "You stop me!"

"I won't kill you," the bloodied young herdsman walked up to the able-bodied officer, "but don't think you can subdue me, I'm not a madman, I'm not a murderer, I kill people who deserve to be killed." ”

"What, what is a 'person who should be killed'?" The sturdy police officer was obviously extremely frightened, and his voice trembled a little, "You don't have to die, you don't count, the law says it." You must know that according to the law of Jingzhou, killing people is to pay for their lives. ”

"I know that murder pays for life," the young herdsman's hand pointed to Detention Chambers No. 2 and No. 1, "My Kun Bo was beaten to death here, and Uncle Leopard was seriously injured by them, do you think they should be killed?"

"Oh?" the beefy officer asked, struggling to calm his voice, stumbling slightly, "Why?"

"Actually, I don't know who they are, but they should be together with the gang of robbers in the bun shop, I just forced a name: Jiang Bancheng, the boss of the Jiaolong Gang, so I'm going to go to Jiang Bancheng now to ask for clarification." Tu Gu Hun said, holding out a hand to the sturdy officer, "Here, borrow your shield and baton." ”

The sturdy officer hesitated slightly, and then obediently handed the shield and baton in his hand to the young herdsman, knowing full well that it would not take him more than a few seconds if the young herdsman tried to snatch the shield and baton in his hand.

"You don't just want to go to Jiang Bancheng with a police shield and a baton, do you?" asked the strong police officer.

"Yes," a cold light flashed in the young herdsman's eyes, "If you want to make meritorious contributions, you can come to the Qinglong Mansion to collect the corpse in three or four hours." ”

"Qinglong Mansion?" The sturdy officer's eyes lit up, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, there are hundreds of Jiang Bancheng's subordinates there, you alone, let alone a shield and a baton, I think even if you are given a machine gun, you won't be able to see him!"

"How do you know if you haven't tried?" the young herdsman turned around calmly, threw down a sentence, and pulled his legs to leave.

"Wait!" the sturdy officer called out to the young herdsman, then he took off his body armor and handed it to the young herdsman, "You want to kill Jiang Bancheng, I support you in my personal name, but that's all I can help you." ”

"What is this?" asked the young herder.

"Body armor," replied the sturdy officer, "it still works to block a few bullets, and as far as I know, Jiang Bancheng is a sharpshooter." ”

"But why did you do that?" asked the young herdsman.

"Hehe," the sturdy police officer smiled bitterly, "I believe that police officers with a conscience and a sense of justice will do this, not to mention that Jiang Bancheng and I don't share the same sky!"

Looking at the sturdy police officer with burning eyes, the young herdsman no longer shirked, he took the body armor and put it on his body, then turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor, only to take two steps and then stopped, turned around and said: "There is my uncle and Xiong Kun in the No. 2 detention room, he is dead, please help collect the body, and in the No. 1 detention room, there is my uncle and bear and leopard, he is seriously injured, please help me call an ambulance." ”

"Okay!" replied the beefy officer, "and, what's your name?"

"My name is Tuguhun, a native of Dashishan Village, Lengshui Town, Jiangxia County. The young herdsman replied.

"Spit out, please stay," said the sturdy officer, "I'll send you out." ”

On the north bank of the Qinglong River, Qinglong Building.

Jiang Bancheng's practice room occupies the entire eastern half of the eighth floor, and on a small table in the practice room, two ancient animal skins and two translations are spread out in turn, and next to them are a standard high-fire sniper rifle, several boxes of ammunition, and a quantum satellite phone.

In the center of the practice room is a martial arts arena with a radius of seven or eight feet, Jiang Bancheng is naked with his upper body exposing the tendons and flesh of the dragon pan's knots, and the lower half is wearing bloomers, standing in the middle of the field with his waist and legs tied, and his thick arms are each set of seven or eight thumb-thick iron rings, and he is practicing iron wire boxing one move at a time.

I saw him standing naturally, his hands drooping, his waist and head flat, calming his mind, and then hanging his left foot, bending his right knee, forming a fist with his right hand, and forming a palm with his left hand, lifting it to the armpit in front of his right chest, and then piling it up together.

"Bow down!" Jiang Bancheng shouted.

Then he twisted his hands and turned into fists in both hands.

"Hah!"

Then he punched his fists upward, then exhaled to the end, closed his mouth, hid his fist at the waist, and attached it to the life-gate acupoint, and at the same time withdrew his hanging feet, his chest was straight, his eyes were flat, and his feet were straight but not bent.

"Two tigers are lurking!" Jiang Bancheng continued to shout in his mouth, lifting the two hidden fists from the back edge to the chest and armpit, and then the fists were facing each other, and the fists were clamped into a cutting palm, shaped like a sword, and at the same time he opened his mouth and exhaled, making a "ho" sound.

"Twin swords cut the bridge!"

Because Jiang Bancheng had seven or eight iron wire rings on his arms, every move he made was powerful and vigorous, and the iron coils on his arms clanked neatly, and the qi in the practice room flowed from time to time, which was daunting.

"Di Di Di", the quantum satellite phone on the table rang quickly, and few people dialed this call unless there was something important in the gang that needed Jiang Bancheng to make a decision.

Jiang Bancheng still couldn't finish his efforts, took off the iron coils on his arms, walked over, and picked up the phone.

"Boss, something happened. Chen Daguo's slightly anxious voice came from the phone.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Bancheng wiped the beads of sweat from his face and asked.

"Officer Liu just called, and the police station has messed up!" Chen Daguo said.

"Rubbish!" Jiang Bancheng scolded, "Can't do this little thing?"

"That's not the point. Chen Daguo said.

"Then let's get to the point!" Jiang Bancheng almost wanted to jump to his feet.

"The point is that the little herdsman is coming to you for revenge. Chen Daguo replied.

"Little herdsman, looking for revenge on me?" Jiang Bancheng frowned, and then stretched out, with a mocking sneer on his face, "Who said that?"

"Officer Liu said, he said that the little herdsman kidnapped a police officer on duty, and after escaping from the police station, he disappeared, and the police officer on duty who was lucky enough to get out returned to the bureau to report the situation to Fang Zheng, and happened to be heard by Officer Liu, so he quickly reported to me. Chen Daguo explained.

"Hehe, okay, then let him let the horse come," Jiang Bancheng's old god was saying, "I'm worried about where to find that kid, but the result is good, he wants to throw himself into the net!"

"It's just that according to Officer Liu, that little herdsman is quite capable of fighting, and I'm afraid that a few people and a dozen people won't be able to get him, so I've already ordered to go down, let a few helmsmen send some more people over, and let the brothers downstairs also be vigilant, boss, we must not underestimate the enemy!" Chen Daguo finally said.

After the two ended the conversation, Jiang Bancheng put down the phone, manipulated the high-fire sniper rifle on the side, pulled the bolt open with a bang, made a posture of aiming and shooting, and then pulled the trigger, simulating the sound of a sniper rifle firing in his mouth.

"Phew".