I killed the film and television world

Chapter 329 Wilson

After Xie finished shouting, two police officers rushed to the innermost interrogation room of the branch, one after the other.

Before they arrived, Wilson's increasingly angry shouting could be heard from the interrogation room:
"Hey! Where are the people? Where are they all dead?"

"What happened just now? What happened outside!?"

"Damn it! Did that monster break in? Let me out! Let me out now!"

"I want to see the chief! I want to see the superintendent!"

"You lowly people have no right to put me in solitary confinement!"

"Damn you, a bunch of low-class citizens, let me out!"

"Fuck, Fuck! Fuck!"

The police officer who was rushing in the front had a very grim look on his face.

He opened the small window on the door of the interrogation room, looked inside and cursed in a low voice, "Pick! This bastard is still very energetic. Let's go back."

Another police officer following behind hesitated: "Do you want to open the door to confirm?"

"Eh? Sir Xie strictly forbids others from opening the interrogation room without notification. Don't you know that?"

At this point, the police officer was stunned again: "Strange, why do you look unfamiliar?"

The man lowered his head and said, "After all, it's our first meeting, so it's normal that we don't know each other well."

Police officer: “Huh?!”

Bang!
Song Ren raised his head and easily struck the opponent with a palm strike, knocking him unconscious just as he was about to react.

While the outer room was still in chaos, Song Ren dragged the unconscious policeman to a corner.

He tidied up the police uniform he had taken away earlier, and then walked towards the last interrogation room with confidence.

Wilson inside was still roaring anxiously, and all kinds of ugly insults could be heard.

Song Ren opened a small window on the door. Through the small window, he could just see Wilson Roya, who was handcuffed to a chair under a dim light in the innermost part of the interrogation room.

The violent explosion just now had caused him to fall into great panic and anxiety, and his blue eyes were filled with bloodshot.

He noticed the eyes on the door and window, and suddenly became more angry:
"Fuck! Let me out!"

"You low-class citizens! Despicable Chinamen!"

"Let me out now, I want to see the commander!"

Song Ren confirmed the other party.

Then he took a step back, twisted his body suddenly and kicked.

With tremendous force, he stomped open the reinforced iron door of the interrogation room with just one push.

boom!
Under the violent impact, the iron gate smashed a large piece of wall.

At the same time, the noise also attracted the attention of the busy police officers outside.

However, at this moment Song Ren had no time to care about those things.

Because at the moment the door of the interrogation room was kicked open, a little fire suddenly reflected into his pupils.

Ok?
Is this a detonator?!
next moment--

boom!
Another violent explosion swept through the branch office.

The entire door of the interrogation room was blown to pieces on the spot!

The surging shock wave instantly submerged Song Ren, who was closest to him.

The police officers in the hall were so shocked by this that they covered their ears in pain and squatted down.

This time, unlike previous high-explosive bombs, the power is obviously much smaller.

And when it detonated, it should have been designed to be integrated with the door of the interrogation room.

That's why it exploded completely when the door was opened.

……

When Xie Sheng heard the explosion, he rushed to the interrogation room with a somewhat agitated look on his face. He had expected Song Ren to take revenge and would definitely attack Wilson, so he specially designed such a detonation device.

In any case, anyone who opened the door for Wilson or broke into the interrogation room by force, unless they passed by him, would trigger the detonator.

Even if it turns out that his judgment was wrong, there would be no loss.

But if it succeeds, then...

Xie Sheng looked at the large cloud of dust that was raised after the wall was broken, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

He pointed his gun into the flying dust.

After a moment, a blurry figure began to become clear.

After seeing it clearly, Xie Sheng's face suddenly changed.

Except for some torn clothes, Song Ren's whole body was intact.

At this moment, he was digging into the back of Wilson's neck with one hand, and his sharp fingertips were sinking into the flesh.

Wilson stood in front, his wrists were bruised and bloody.

The shackles on his hands were forcibly pulled off the table by Song Ren.

It left bright red marks on Wilson's wrists, and the skin and flesh were torn in many places.

At the same time, the intense stinging sensation at the back of his neck turned his wanton insults into painful pleas for mercy.

There was still some disbelief on Xie Sheng's face.

A detonator at that distance, even if the explosion is not very powerful, should not be safe and sound, right?
But the current situation was not right, and Xie Sheng had no time to think about it.

He could only suppress the irritation in his heart and shouted forward, "Let go of Officer Wilson!"

In the branch

The police officers, who were in chaos because of another explosion, only then noticed the scene in front of them.

Looking at the man not far away, who was digging into the back of Wilson's neck with one hand.

At that moment, everyone present changed color.

Is this the evil dragon that crossed the river?
A tall, thin and upright figure, a cold and hard face, and a pair of extremely oppressive black eyes.

Although he didn't say a word, the police officers present felt inexplicably stressed.

Song Renzheng tightened the five fingers that were dug into Wilson's neck, and more and more blood was oozing out from between his fingers.

He whispered something softly in the other's ear.

Wilson trembled all over and became emotionally broken. He raised his head and shouted:

"Thank you, put down your guns!"

"None of this has anything to do with Mr. Song. It's all our fault. I'm shameless. I framed Mr. Song!"

"My superior has been accepting bribes from Davis for a long time. He wants to frame Mr. Song and send him to Davis as a 'lunch' for him to enjoy."

"We have done this so many times that we are already very familiar with it."

"Everything this time has nothing to do with Mr. Song. It's all our fault..."

"Also, Davis is not a great philanthropist. He is just a big moneymaker who has lost his fans. He is vicious and cruel. He deserves to die..."

Wilson finished his intermittent words, his face was covered with snot and tears.

On the one hand, he was overwhelmed by fear, and on the other hand, the five fingers that Song Ren had dug into the back of his neck were so painful!
In the branch

The police officers surrounding Song Ren looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although some of Wilson's dirty deeds in private have been discovered, most of them have long been taken for granted, or even numb to them.

Among these foreigners, few are good people.

But what Wilson revealed still surprised many people. After all, it involved the deceased white police superintendent and the great philanthropist Mr. Davis.

(End of this chapter)