President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

The door of the inquiry room was pushed open, and a burly middle-aged man walked in. The man had a cropped head and a simple casual attire. He didn't have the style of a dignitary. He was an ordinary person. He was placed in the crowd Definitely the most inconspicuous existence.

The male policeman raised his eyebrows and looked at the uninvited guest, but he still asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

He has dealt with people from all walks of life all the year round, and he knows that no one should be underestimated. No one is sure that there is rain in that cloud. There is always no harm in being careful, so his tone is as gentle as possible.

"I am Chaoyang people. After hearing your arrogant and domineering remarks just now, I can't help but want to say a few words for this young man." Some refined middle-aged men shook their mobile phones and said lightly: " Just what you said just now is enough to put you in trouble."

"Are you a relative of our Han Institute?" The man rolled his eyes and lowered his voice and said, "I've seen you before. You are a relative of our Han Institute."

The middle-aged man shook his head, pointed at him and said, "Let him go now, and I can let the past go."

"It's not a relative, it's not a relative, why are you pretending to be aggressive with me?" The man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how you look at this guy, he doesn't look like a person with a background. Since he has no background, then what are you talking about!
Thinking of this, the man's voice suddenly became louder: "You delete the recording just now, get out, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"It's really arrogant." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and said with gloomy eyes: "The power given to you by the party and the people is to make you such a prodigal? Are you right for the clothes you are wearing?! "

"Don't tell me the truth." The man rushed over angrily, grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, and said viciously: "I'm arresting you now. On this three-acre land, I'm It's the boss."

He came in pretending to be a policeman, that's why he made excuses to dismiss the policewoman. He just wanted to clean up Zhang Shutong in the shortest possible time so that he could complete his task.So he deliberately bluffed and didn't want others to stop him.

The middle-aged man frowned, but said nothing.

"Old calf, do you believe that I can say that black is white?" The man did not hide the pride in his heart at all, and a cold smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

After finishing speaking, he pushed the middle-aged man away, pointed at him with a stick, and continued grimly: "Don't fucking talk to me about the world. In this world, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say."

"What's your ability to bully others, come at me." Zhang Shutong really couldn't stand it any longer. He was extremely disgusted by this man's arrogance.

"No, you two don't want to leave today." The man smiled, closed the door of the inquiry room, and locked it inside, glanced aggressively at the two people present, with the stick in his hand. Weighing, made a gesture of holding the power of life and death for the two of you.

Zhang Shutong shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "There are too many people in this world who can't control themselves, and you are one of them."

"Grandson, you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me." The man rushed towards Zhang Shutong directly.

However, as soon as he arrived in front of him, he was surprised to find that the handcuffs on Zhang Shutong's hands had been opened at some point, and they fell lightly on the inquiry table.

The man gritted his teeth, and smashed down with a stick, but he didn't expect the opponent to avoid it easily, and he suddenly felt that something tripped under his feet, and after a few staggers, he lay face down on the ground.

Zhang Shutong withdrew his feet, walked to him with a smile, and squatted down: "Are you practicing dog eating shit?!"

The man was not reconciled, and suddenly got up, he just thought that what happened just now was that his foot slipped because he didn't pay attention, tightly grasped the stick in his hand, and smashed it down on Zhang Shutong's head again.

This time, he tried his best to beat Zhang Shutong into ten thousand peach blossoms with one stick.

Seeing that his stick was about to fall on the top of Zhang Shutong's head, he showed a sinister smile, but he never thought that the person in front of him would make a sudden move, and pressed his wrist with his palm, with a powerful force It poured out directly, it was a force that he couldn't resist at all.

Driven by a huge force, the man lost control of his hand completely. The baton that had been thrown down changed its trajectory, and after a spin, it hit his head back.

boom.
The stick hit his head firmly, and after a while of dizziness, blood flowed from his head.

He stared at Zhang Shutong in a daze, his eyes blank.

bang.

The door of the inquiry room was kicked open at the nick of time, and another man walked in, dressed in casual clothes, but there was a bit of indescribable domineering in his brows.