"Prisoner, joke, what did I do? I see you're going to be in prison soon. Yu Ziqing glanced at the butt of the gun, pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"Haha, Lao Tzu is in prison? You better think about yourself! Maybe begging for mercy now, maybe Lao Tzu will be a little kinder. Yu Ziqiang sneered proudly. has already been handcuffed, and he thinks that Yu Ziqing has been decided.

However, Yu Ziqing obviously did not have the consciousness of becoming a prisoner, and smiled disdainfully when he heard the words, but closed his eyes and crossed Erlang's legs, which could not be more leisurely.

"Boy, be honest with me, otherwise I will look good with you!" Yang Zhaoji had never seen such an arrogant prisoner, and immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes, and warned with a vicious face.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes suddenly, his sharp gaze shot at Yang Zhaoji like a sword, and said lightly: "You are now handcuffed and apologize to me, this matter may be settled like this, otherwise you will look good!"

Yang Zhaoji saw that Yu Ziqing's last warning was returned as it was, the fierce light in his eyes was even stronger, and he smiled yin and said: "I can't see it, people are weak and weak, but they are very bold." ”

As he spoke, he took out a baton and towel from his seat, and slowly wrapped the baton in the towel.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqiang's eyes immediately lit up, and he said with a smile: "Brother Zhaoji, let me come!"

"Okay, let your kid vent first, but you have to take it easy for me!" Yang Zhaoji handed the baton wrapped in a towel to Yu Ziqing and said.

"Thank you, Brother Zhaoji, hehe, I'm good at this. Yu Ziqiang took the baton and said excitedly.

The two criminal policemen sitting in the driver's and co-pilot's seats are both Yang Zhaoji's close friends, and they are obviously a little used to this situation, so they didn't say anything.

Yu Ziqing didn't seem to be aware of an insidious torture waiting for him, and still sat in his seat, as if he was riding in a police car.

"Hehe, you kid is still a hero when he dies!Okay, I'll see how long you can charge!" Yu Ziqiang smiled sinisterly, raised his baton and slammed it down on Yu Ziqing's thigh.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqing smiled coldly, but raised his thighs instead.

The muffled sound of towel-wrapped batons hitting the flesh of their thighs resounded in the police car, followed by a terrible scream that hit everyone's eardrums.

But the screams were not from the person everyone expected, but from the torturer Yu Ziqiang.

It turned out that although the stick hit Yu Ziqing's thigh, it was bounced high and smashed on Yu Ziqiang's arm, which was still bandaged, and the pain made cold sweat ooze out of his forehead like raindrops.

"Are you alright?" Yang Zhaoji hurriedly asked, and for a while he didn't notice anything suspicious.

Yu Zi endured the pain and shook his head.

Yang Zhaoji breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, snatched the baton, and scolded: "Fuck, you still say that you are doing it? How are you a policeman? Look at Lao Tzu!"

Cursing, Yang Zhaoji picked up the baton casually and smashed it into Yu Ziqing's thigh.

Yu Ziqing took the initiative to lift his thighs again.

There was a bang, and then the baton bounced high and knocked on Yeung Shau-kee's head. Yang Shaoji was in pain and couldn't help but scream.

At this moment, the people in the car finally noticed that the situation was different. The car was quiet all of a sudden, except for the driver, everyone's eyes were fixed on Yu Ziqing, who was nothing.

"Boy, sure enough, there are two hits!" Yang Zhaoji rubbed his forehead, said with a smile, and then gave Yu Zi a forced look.

Yu Ziqiang immediately pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yu Ziqing's head.

"Now, look at what you are doing!" Yang Zhaoji took the baton and gently tapped his palm, gritting his teeth and said slowly.

As he spoke, Yang Zhaoji suddenly raised his baton and scolded: "Damn, you dare to yin Lao Tzu!"

A soft force was suddenly released from Yu Ziqing's Yin Hall, enveloping his entire head, and it was the power of the stars condensed in the Mud Pill Palace.

After solving the potential safety hazards, a trace of murder flashed in Yu Ziqing's eyes, originally, he also felt that Yu Ziqiang instigated this matter first, as long as Yang Zhaoji and they didn't go too far, they didn't want to embarrass them too much. Now it seems that this Yang Zhaoji, like Yu Ziqiang, is not a thing.

Yu Ziqing snorted coldly, his hands suddenly slipped out of the handcuffs, raised one hand, and grabbed the baton waved by Yang Zhaoji, and raised it with the other hand, snatching Yu Ziqiang's pistol.

The scene changed so quickly and strangely that the brains of the people in the car didn't have time to react. Yang Zhaoji and Yu Ziqiang looked at the empty palms, in a daze, they didn't understand why Yu Zi Qingming was wearing handcuffs, why did he suddenly snatch the weapon in his hand?

Still in a daze, Yu Ziqing, who snatched the pistol and baton, picked up the baton wrapped in a towel and struck Yang Zhaoji headlessly, causing Yang Zhaoji to drill straight down with his head wrapped in his head.

Yu Ziqiang and the others just stupidly watched Yu Ziqing beat Yang Zhaoji in the police car like a vicious look.

After a while, Yu Ziqiang shuddered suddenly, and he couldn't help but think of the terrible scene that night, Yu Ziqiang swept his house with a fierce face, as well as the big wolf dog that shed brains and blood.

At this time, Yu Ziqiang felt afraid, and then thought of how could a terrible character like Yu Ziqing be so easily restrained?

"Throw the baton and gun on the ground, no, or I'll shoot!" The criminal policeman sitting in the passenger seat finally reacted, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yu Ziqing, and said in a trembling voice. Until now, he still can't figure out why Yu Ziqing opened the handcuffs and grabbed the gun and baton after just a while, and he only felt that there was an evil spirit in the car, which was gloomy.

As soon as the criminal policeman's voice fell, he saw the shadow of the claw in front of him flick in front of him like the wind, and the pistol had changed hands. Yu Ziqing continued to beat Yang Zhaoji, pointed a gun at the driver, and said lightly: "Continue to drive to the Public Security Bureau." ”

The driver was pointed at gunpoint, and when he heard that Yu Ziqing was going to the public security bureau, he felt a chill on his back, thinking, fuck, is he a policeman or Lao Tzu is a policeman.

However, although this matter is full of unspeakable evil, Yu Ziqing said that he was going to the Public Security Bureau, but he still let the people in the car see a little light, and secretly ruthless to his own place, even if you are three heads and six arms, you will die and live, live and die. didn't know that Yu Ziqing had other plans to go to the Public Security Bureau.

Now that the Hanglin City Public Security Bureau is intervening in this matter, Yu Ziqing knows that even if he teaches these criminal policemen a lesson today, more policemen will definitely come to his unit tomorrow, which is obviously not what he wants to see. In that case, let's go to the Public Security Bureau and get this matter done. Anyway, there is a fight in a different place, and there are no dead people, as long as Yu Ziqing insists that it is not like that, what can they do? Of course, Yu Ziqing is not so naïve that he can count as a flat-headed ordinary person. But add some chips, such as Tang Yongdong. Yu Ziqing still remembers that he is the director of the Jianggan District Public Security Bureau, and he should still be able to say something in the city bureau, even if he can't, isn't there still Vice Mayor Tang? Of course, there is no need for Shangguan Mingyuan to fight this bargaining chip. It is still hard for him to bury chess pieces, which Yu Ziqing knows very well in his heart. Anyway, Yu Ziqing has acquaintances on hand, so there is no need for him to arrange people for such a thing.

Yu Ziqing beat Yang Zhaoji to the point that he was panting, but after he couldn't see any scars all over his body, he took the baton, and then looked Yu Ziqiang up and down with malicious eyes.

Yu Ziqiang's body kept shrinking back, until the five big and three thick bodies curled up in the corner of the car, and there was really nowhere to retreat, so he lowered his head slightly, like a woman who was about to be raped.

Yu Ziqing suddenly lost interest in beating Yu Ziqiang, casually picked a stick on his thigh, and then threw away the baton. Then, under the surprised gaze of everyone, he threw away the pistol again, slowly picked up the handcuffs from the ground, put them back on himself, crossed Erlang's legs, and still leaned on the seat leisurely.

What kind of person is this? He handcuffs himself, beats the police, and goes to the public security bureau! Isn't he a psychopath? But is there a psychotic person in the world who sits in a police car and beats a policeman?

The car was so quiet that everyone felt like they were walking in a deserted cemetery, with cold air coming out of their backs and numb scalps.

Although Yu Ziqing was handcuffed again, at this moment, no one dared to greet Yu Ziqing with a baton or pistol. Yu Ziqiang was still curled up in the corner, for fear that Yu Ziqing would be unhappy and kick him on his old injury, if that was the case, he would probably be crippled in his life. Yang Zhaoji has now completely understood the true meaning of Yu Ziqiang's sentence "Don't be fooled by his appearance", where is this kid a weak scholar, it is even more terrifying than a demon.

The car drove quietly towards the city bureau, and both sides wished they could get to the city bureau as soon as possible. Yu Ziqing wants to solve it early, and Yang Zhaoji and others want to go to their own territory as soon as possible, and then clean up Yu Ziqing.

The car crossed the busy road with endless traffic and finally drove into the criminal investigation detachment of the Hanglin City Public Security Bureau.

Looking up at the police badge and national flag representing the majesty of the country, Yang Zhaoji and the others had a feeling of returning to their mother's arms, secretly excited, and the eyes in their eyes peeked at Yu Ziqing fiercely. They wanted to see how the young man in front of them dragged him when he arrived at his own territory!

As soon as the car stopped, the two criminal policemen sitting in front couldn't wait to jump out of the car, Yang Zhaoji and Yu Ziqiang also endured the pain in their bones, quickly pushed the car door and walked down.

After getting out of the car, Yang Zhaoji's confidence finally began to rise, and the violent aura spread from between his eyebrows to his entire face, his eyes showed a smug and fierce look, pointing at Yu Ziqing and shouting: "Give it quickly, Lao Tzu come down!"

(To be continued)