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"Prisoner, make fun of me for breaking the law. I think you will be in trouble soon." Fang Qingshu glanced at the gun butt, curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"Haha, I'm in prison? You'd better think about yourself! Maybe I'm begging for mercy now, maybe I'll show kindness and be a little lighter." Fang Ziqiang retorted with a look of complacency.He had already put on his glove, and he thought Fang Qingshu was settled.

However, Fang Qingshu obviously didn't have the consciousness to become a prisoner. Hearing this, he smiled disdainfully, closed his eyes, and crossed his legs.It couldn't be more leisurely.

"Boy, let me be more honest, or you will look good to me!" Yang Zhaoji had never seen such an arrogant prisoner, and his eyes showed a fierce look.He warned with a vicious look on his face.

Fang Qingshu opened his eyes suddenly, and shot at Yang Zhaoji with sharp eyes like a sword, and said lightly: "Now you have solved your mistake and apologized to me, maybe this matter will be left as it is. Otherwise, you will look good! "[

Seeing that Fang Qingshu returned the last warning intact, Yang Zhaoji's eyes became fiercer, he smiled darkly, and said, "I can't see it. People are weak and weak, but they are very courageous."

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

Seeing this, Fang Ziqiang's eyes lit up immediately, and he said with a smile, "Brother Zhaoji, let me do it!"

"Okay, I'll let you get angry first, but you have to take it easy!" Yang Zhaoji handed Fang Qingshu the baton wrapped in a towel, and said.

"Thank you Brother Zhaoji, hehe. I'm good at this." Fang Ziqiang took the baton.With a look of excitement.

The two criminal policemen sitting in the driver's and co-pilot's seats were both Yang Zhaoji's best friends. They were obviously used to this kind of situation, so they didn't say anything.

Fang Qingshu didn't seem to notice that an insidious torture was waiting for him at all, and he still sat comfortably in his seat, as if he was driving in a police car.

According to hey, you kid is going to be a hero when you are about to die!Well, let me see how long you can charge it! "Fang Ziqiang smiled sinisterly, raised his baton and slammed it down on Fang Qingshu's thigh.

Seeing this, Fang Qingshu gave a sneer smile and raised his thigh instead.

Peng!The muffled sound of the baton wrapped in a towel hitting the thigh meat sounded in the police car, followed by the shrill screams hitting everyone's eardrums.

But the scream was not from the person everyone expected, but from Fang Ziqiang, the torturer.

It turned out that although the stick hit Fang Qingshu's thigh, it bounced high again and hit Fang Ziqiang's bandaged arm, causing cold sweat to ooze from his forehead like raindrops.

"Are you okay?" Yang Zhaoji asked hurriedly, but he didn't find anything suspicious for a while.

Fang Zi endured the pain and shook his head.

Seeing this, Yang Zhaoji breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the baton, and cursed, "You still say you're good at it? How did you become a policeman? Look at me!"

Cursing, Yang Zhaoji grabbed the baton and threw it down on Fang Qingshu's thigh.

Fang Qingshu took the initiative to lift his thigh again.

Peng!There was a sound, and then the baton bounced high again, hitting Yang Zhaoji's forehead with a slap.ah!Yang Zhaoji couldn't help crying because of the pain.

At this moment, the people in the car finally realized that the situation was different.The inside of the car became quiet all of a sudden, except for the driver, everyone's eyes were fixed on Fang Qingshu, who was acting as if nothing had happened. [

Boy, sure enough, you have two tricks! "Yang Zhaoji rubbed his forehead, said with a smirk, and then winked at Fang Ziqiang.

Fang Ziqiang immediately drew his pistol.Pointing at Fang Qingshu's head.

"Now, I'll see how you can use tricks!" Yang Zhaoji tapped his palm lightly with a baton, gritted his teeth and said slowly.

As he was speaking, Yang Zhaoji suddenly raised his baton and cursed, "Damn it, how dare you insult me!"

A mass of gentle power was suddenly released from Fang Qingshu's Yintang.Surrounding his entire head is the power of the stars condensed in the Niwan Palace.

After solving the safety hazard, a murderous intent flashed in Fang Qing's bibliography. At first, he thought that Fang Ziqiang had instigated this matter first.As long as Yang Zhaoji and the others don't go too far.I don't want to embarrass them too much.It seems now.This Yang Zhaoji is not a thing like Fang Ziqiang.

Fang Qingshu snorted coldly, his hands slipped out of the handcuffs suddenly, he raised one hand, and casually grabbed the baton waved by Yang Zhaoji, and raised the other hand, and grabbed Fang Ziqiang's pistol.

The scene changed so quickly that it was weird.The brains of the people in the car have no time to react.Yang Zhaoji and Fang Ziqiang held their empty palms, and were in a daze. They didn't understand why Fang Qingshu suddenly took the weapon from his hand even though he was wearing a glove?

Still in a daze, Fang Qingshu snatched the pistol and baton, casually picked up the baton wrapped in a towel, and beat Yang Zhaoji indiscriminately, until Yang Zhaoji went straight down with his head covered.

Fang Ziqiang and others just watched Fang Qingshu frantically in the police car like this

After a while, Fang Ziqiang shivered suddenly, and couldn't help but recall the horrible scene of Fang Qingshu single-handedly sweeping across his house with a fierce face that night, as well as the big wolfhound dripping with pulp and blood.

At this time, Fang Ziqiang felt scared, and then thought of how such a terrifying person as Fang Qingshu could be so easy to restrain him obediently?

"Throw away the baton and gun, no, or I'll shoot!" The criminal policeman sitting in the passenger seat finally came to his senses, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Fang Qingshu, his voice trembling and authentic.Up to now, he still can't figure out why Fang Qingshu opened his hands and took away the gun and baton in just such a short period of time. He only felt that there was an evil spirit in the car, which was gloomy.

As soon as the criminal police finished speaking, he saw the shadow of claws swaying in front of his eyes like the wind, and the pistol had changed hands.While continuing to beat Yang Zhaoji, Fang Qingshu pointed a gun at the driver and said calmly, "Continue driving to the Public Security Bureau."

The driver was pointed at with a gun, and he heard that Fang Qingshu was going to call the police station. His back felt cold, and he thought to himself, whether he is a policeman or I am a policeman.

However, although there was an unspeakable evil about this matter, Fang Qingshu said that he was going to the Public Security Bureau, which gave everyone in the car a little light.My heart secretly became ruthless to my own place, even if you are three-headed and six-armed, I will make you die, live and die.Little did they know that Fang Qingshu had other plans to go to the Public Security Bureau.

Now that the Public Security Bureau of Hanglin City is intervening in this matter, Fang Qingshu knows that even if he teaches these criminal policemen today, he will definitely have more policemen coming to his unit tomorrow, which is obviously not what he wants to see.That being the case.Then go to the Public Security Bureau and get this matter out of the way.Anyway, no one was killed in the fight in different places.As long as Fang Qingshu insists that it's not the case, what can they do?Of course, Fang Qingshu was not so naive as to be able to count on his own words as an ordinary commoner.But add some chips, such as Tang Yongdong.Fang Qingshu still remembered that he was the director of the Jianggan District Public Security Bureau, and he should be able to speak in the city bureau. Even if he couldn't, wouldn't there be Deputy Mayor Tang?Of course, there is no need to play Shangguan Mingyuan's bargaining chip.It was quite hard for him to bury the chess pieces, Fang Qingshu knew this very well.Anyway, Fang Qingshu has acquaintances on hand, so there is no need for him to arrange people for something.

Fang Qingshu beat Yang Zhaoji until he was out of breath, but after he couldn't see any scars all over his body, he put away the baton, and then looked Fang Ziqiang up and down with malicious eyes.

Fang Ziqiang kept shrinking back.It wasn't until the tall and thick body curled up in the corner of the car that there was really no place to retreat, then she lowered her head slightly trembling, like a woman about to be raped.

Fang Qingshu suddenly lost interest in beating Fang Ziqiang, grabbed a stick on his thigh, and threw away the baton.Then, under the surprised and puzzled eyes of everyone, he threw away the pistol again, slowly picked up the glove from the ground, put it on for himself again, crossed his legs, and still leaned back on the seat to rest his mind.

What kind of person is this?I wear a policeman's suit for myself and I have to go to the Public Security Bureau!Could it be a neuropathy?But is there anyone in the world who sits in a police car and beats up a policeman so fiercely and so violently?

The car was very quiet, so quiet that everyone felt like they were walking in a barren cemetery, with air-conditioning blowing from their backs and their scalps tingling. [

Although Fang Qingshu was handcuffed again.But at this moment, no one dared to greet Fang Qingshu with a baton or a pistol.Fang Ziqiang was still curled up in the corner, afraid that Fang Qingshu would kick his old injury if he was unhappy. If that happened, he would probably be disabled for the rest of his life.Yang Zhaoji now fully understands the true meaning of Fang Zibei's sentence "don't be fooled by his appearance". This kid is no frail scholar, he is even more terrifying than a fucking devil.

The car drove towards the Municipal Bureau quietly, and both parties were eager to drive to the Municipal Bureau as soon as possible.Fang Qingshu wanted to deal with it as soon as possible, Yang Zhaoji and others wanted to get to their own territory as soon as possible, and then deal with Fang Qingshu severely.

The car crosses the busy Beai Road with constant traffic.Finally drove into the criminal investigation detachment of the Hangzhou Public Security Bureau.

Looking up at the police badge and national flag that represent the majesty of the country, Yang Zhaoji and others had the feeling of returning to their mother's arms, and they were secretly excited.The gaze deep in the pupils stared at Fang Qingshu fiercely.They would like to see how the young man in front of them can be dragged when they are in their 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 Fang Ziqiang also endured the burst of pain in their bones, quickly opened the car door, and got off.

After getting out of the car, Yang Zhaoji finally started to get angry, and the violent air spread from between the brows to the whole face, his eyes showed a proud and fierce look, pointed at Fang Qingshu and shouted: "Hurry up, I come down!"