The female president's immortal warrior king

Chapter 42 The Woman Chasing the Man in the Interrogation Room
Ye Feng's position was very conspicuous, Luo Ziwen saw it at a glance, turned her wrist, a gleaming white handcuff appeared on her hand, and walked towards Ye Feng.

She thought to herself: This kid, he hanged himself so much last time, this meeting finally fell into my hands, intentionally hurting people, isn't it justifiable to use 'punishment'.

As soon as she thought of this, Luo Ziwen couldn't help but get excited.

As for how Luo Ziwen knew about Ye Feng's whereabouts.

It's not easy.

Surveillance is everywhere on the road. As the captain of the criminal police team, Luo Ziwen really wants to find someone, and that is not a piece of cake.

"Officer, officer, are you mistaken?"

Ye Feng stood up and was about to say something, but Wu Yun stopped in front of Luo Ziwen with one step, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, you have been with us all morning, how could you hurt someone?"

"Yes, yes, officer, you must have misunderstood, misunderstood."

"Officer, you can't wrong a good person."

Except for the four people who were going to work, Huang Xie and another person said something one after another, with anxious expressions on their faces.

nice guy?

If Ye Feng was a good person, there would really be no bad people in the world.

"It's not about today, it's about yesterday."

Luo Ziwen sneered and said: "Yesterday at [-]:[-] noon, outside Shengsheng Chinese Restaurant, Ye Feng had a conflict with eight people. As a result, the eight people were injured to varying degrees. I saw it with my own eyes. Do you have any comments?"

With cold eyes, he glanced at Wu Yun and the other three.

Yesterday's things, today to catch.

You are a policeman, and I am also drunk.

There was a sneer in his heart, but Wu Yun had nothing to say.

"Humph."

Luo Ziwen snorted coldly, walked up to Ye Feng with a sneer on her face, and said, "Ye Feng, do you have anything else to say?"

"No."

"It's fine if you don't have it, take it away."

With a click, Luo Ziwen handcuffed Ye Feng, gave Ye Feng a meaningful look, turned and walked outside.

"Mr. Ye, let's go."

Wang Dali walked over, smiled wryly, and said.

"Angkor, Brother Ye has been taken away, what should we do now?"

Seeing Ye Feng being taken away like this, Huang Xie came to Wu Yun's side and said.

"What else can I do? Of course, tell President Chu about this."

"You guys wait here, I'll go find Mr. Chu."

After saying this, Wu Yun walked out of the exit department and walked towards the elevator.

Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Criminal police branch, interrogation room.

This is Ye Feng's second visit, and the interval between the two visits was less than a week.

This……

The high frequency is really scary.

At this moment, in the small interrogation room, there are only two people, Ye Feng and Luo Ziwen.

The atmosphere was a little weird and very dull.

"Officer Luo, tell me, what's the matter, you're willing to let me go."

Seeing that Luo Ziwen didn't speak for a long time, but just looked at him coldly, Ye Feng frowned and snorted coldly.

Ye Feng knew very well that those eight gangsters were just an excuse.

Luo Ziwen's real purpose was to deal with him.

Ye Feng was extremely puzzled by this, he didn't even know how he offended this violent police flower, so he was remembered right away.

"It's very simple, let me beat you up."

Luo Ziwen performed a magic trick, a leather whip appeared in her hand, and she looked at Ye Feng with a sneer, the cold light shining in those beautiful eyes.

"Do you think it's possible?"

At this time, Ye Feng was also a little annoyed, his voice became cold, and he couldn't help exuding a trace of evil spirit.

"Whether it is possible or not depends on the strength."

As soon as the word "话" fell, the whip in Luo Ziwen's hand moved, and it roared towards Ye Feng's body, making bursts of piercing sounds.

High energy ahead, be careful.

"A martial artist who refines scriptures."

As soon as Luo Ziwen made a move, Ye Feng immediately saw Luo Ziwen's strength.

The corner of his mouth twitched, is martial artist so common?

Now, there is not so much time for Ye Feng to think.

Because the speed of the whip was very fast, it was about to hit him.

"The strength is enough, but the speed is a bit slow."

Ye Feng kicked his feet on the ground, and galloped back with his chair, barely dodging Luo Ziwen's waving face, and sneered.

"Ye Feng, don't think that you are also a warrior, so I can't deal with you."

At this time, Luo Ziwen also saw Ye Feng's extraordinaryness, but she couldn't see his depth, but she would never believe that Ye Feng's force value would be higher than hers.

"you try."

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled into a sneer, which became more and more intense.

He decided to clean up this woman well today, otherwise, he would think he was easy to bully.

If he comes here every now and then, can he still be a beautiful boy in peace?

"Just try it, I'm still afraid of you."

The fiery Luo Ziwen couldn't bear the stimulation the most, so she drank and went towards Ye Feng with a whip.

In Luo Ziwen's hand, the two-meter-two-meter-long whip was waving in a natural way, like an arm.

Naturally, Ye Feng would not just sit still, he fiddled with his hands a few times, and freed himself from the chair.

He stood up and went to meet him.

Just like that, in the small interrogation room, a very...

Beautiful scene.

A woman and a man are chasing, and it's a woman chasing a man.

I understand, this is not a pursuit, it is a hunt, it is a hunt, it is a hunt, important things have to be said three times.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed like this.

Neither Ye Feng nor Luo Ziwen showed any signs of fatigue.

No matter what makes them not ordinary people, one is a cultivator and the other is a warrior.

At last……

Ye Feng's patience was exhausted, he turned around suddenly, and grabbed the whistling whip in his hand.

what……

As soon as Ye Feng exerted force on his hand, Luo Ziwen let out an exclamation and fell into Ye Feng's arms. Lock your feet.

Just like that, Luo Ziwen was hugged tightly by Ye Feng, except for Zhenshou, other parts could not move.

"Ah, Ye Feng, you bastard, what do you want to do, let me go, let me go."

The strong male hormone breath came rushing towards her face, and Luo Ziwen, who was in a daze, came back to her senses in an instant. Seeing that she and Ye Feng were in such an ambiguous posture, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and then she let out a groan. There was a piercing scream.

Regarding this, not only did Ye Feng not let go of Luo Ziwen, but a weird smile appeared on his face, he picked up the woman horizontally, strode to the table, and let the woman lie on the table.

Ye Feng's powerful strength made Luo Ziwen unable to move, and he raised his arms high.

next moment……

He patted Luo Ziwen's buttocks.

Snapped……

(End of this chapter)