my goddess school flower

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts to death!" Li Song put his head in his hands, rolled on the spot, screaming again and again.

Seeing Li Song in such pain, everyone in the police station was shocked, and someone said anxiously: "Hurry up and help him up!"

After everyone hurriedly helped Li Song up, they dragged him out of the room where Prince Qiao was imprisoned, but Li Song's pain did not ease at all, and he still screamed, his face turned blue and white, if not for everyone Hold him down, and he'll definitely be lying on the ground again.

"Hurry up and hit 1!" Someone reminded.

After a while, an ambulance arrived at the gate of the police station. Accompanied by two policemen, Li Song was carried into the ambulance.

When the rest of the policemen entered the police station, they immediately rushed into the interrogation room, and one of them shouted angrily, "What did you do to Li Song?"

Wang Ziqiao's face was gloomy, and his long hair had already covered half of his cheeks. His sharp eyes pierced through the cracks in his bangs, stared at the speaker, and asked in an extremely cold voice: "Where are you?" Only one eye saw that I shot Li Song?"

"You?" The other party was suddenly speechless.

That's right, just now many people were standing outside the window watching. Li Song never met Wang Ziqiao, but Wang Ziqiao just raised his eyes and looked at Li Song. What does this have to do with Wang Ziqiao?

"Could it be that Li Song has some kind of illness? He suddenly fell ill? But isn't this a coincidence?" Everyone wondered.

But Wang Ziqiao suddenly laughed and said: "Hehehe, this is called retribution. There are gods standing above your head. If you do too many bad things, the gods will come to you. I am a poor student who keeps his duty, and I am a victim." But I never wanted to be locked up in the police station for a day and a night. I thought, this must be God’s grievances for me, maybe some other natural disaster will come soon!”

When Wang Ziqiao said this, he had already planned to use a few spells to teach the group of people in front of him a lesson, but just after his words fell, a man in his 40s strode in.

This person glared at Wang Ziqiao, and said suddenly: "Boy, I advise you not to say a few words, just based on your few words, I can definitely charge you with promoting superstition and endangering national security!"

"Boss!" All the policemen nodded their heads one after another.

The person who came was also Ge ​​Xiang, the director of the Wenqing Road Police Station of the Shanhaihu Public Security Bureau. He was also a veteran. The room where Joe was held.

"What's going on here?" Ge Xiang shouted at the other policemen as soon as he entered the room.

"Director, this is the person who came in from Li Songguan. We don't know the specific situation. It is Li Song and Lu Zhan who are in charge!" There are already people who don't want to go into troubled waters and put aside their relationship with themselves.

"Call Lu Zhan over! You, come out now!" Ge Xiang said to Wang Ziqiao who was still sitting on the ground.

Only then did Wang Ziqiao stand up, moved his hands and feet slightly, and there was a crackling sound of bones, like setting off firecrackers.

At this moment, Wang Ziqiao's body was like a weak and boneless snake. After shaking from top to bottom, left and right, the sound disappeared, and Wang Ziqiao raised his footsteps.

This scene surprised the policemen at the police station again, and the director Ge Xiang's eyes showed a bit of surprise.

He didn't interrogate Wang Ziqiao, but waited until Lu Zhan arrived, closed the door and chatted with Lu Zhan for a while, then asked about Li Song's situation, and then called Wang Ziqiao in.

Ge Xiang first looked down at Wang Ziqiao, smiled and said: "I heard that you haven't dripped water since yesterday afternoon, and you are sitting in the room without moving?"

"It's not all your credit!" Wang Ziqiao snorted coldly because he didn't have a good impression of Ge Xiang because of Li Song.

"For this matter, I apologize to you and say sorry to you, because I got off work early yesterday and went to the bureau for a meeting this morning, so I only know now that you are free now and can go back, but before going back, I I want to ask you something!"

"You said?" Wang Ziqiao was not surprised.

"You should have practiced kung fu?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"It's nothing, I heard from Lu Zhan that your kung fu is very good, do you mind making gestures with me?" Ge Xiang smiled, stood up, took off his coat, showing his explosive muscles, and it was actually real.

Wang Ziqiao looked him up and down, feeling a little surprised in his heart, but shook his head: "You can't!"

Ge Xiang's face sank: "You kid, don't you know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, don't you? You're talking big things before you start. My place is spacious, so I'll let you do it first!"

For such a hot-blooded director, Wang Ziqiao no longer refused, and said: "Is it because I beat you down, you, a member of the police station, will not trouble me in the future?"

"As long as you don't commit crimes, I can guarantee that no one will dare to arrest you in the police station again!"

"Tch, it's boring. I thought you would say that no one would dare to trouble me anymore? If you don't take me back to the police station, you can still trouble me outside!" Wang Ziqiao sarcastically said.

"You?" Ge Xiang was speechless for a moment, but when he rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but raise his fist and hit Wang Ziqiao in the chest.

Wang Ziqiao didn't move his feet. He leaned back and turned his waist, easily dodging the opponent's blow.

However, before Ge Xiang retracted his fist, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and an afterimage stopped. He found that Wang Ziqiao's fist had stopped one centimeter away from the bridge of his nose. His own cheeks were in pain, his skin throbbed like waves, and two lines of hot blood came out of his nostrils.

The strong wind generated by this punch made Ge Xiang's nostrils bleed. If he hit his face, the result would be predictable.

"You?" Ge Xiang's eyes were also tearing, he hurriedly picked up the tissue on the table, raised his head to block his nostrils, wiped his tears again, and muttered: "You guys are too ruthless, right? I don't know Respect the old and love the young a little?"

Wang Ziqiao rolled his eyes: "You asked me to fight you, and I didn't touch you!"

"Can't you change the place?" Ge Xiang replied angrily: "Okay, tell me, who is your master? What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"Do you still need a master for boxing? I practice by myself when I have nothing to do!"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? Without a master, where did you get your kung fu? Can you sit in a room without moving for a day and a night? This will be like a normal person. Tell you, after I graduated from the police academy, I have been a soldier for another five years, Lu Zhan is like a child in my hands, you are good, you punched my nose and bleed!"

After Wang Ziqiao heard this, he waved his hands in a hurry: "Stop, don't say that, I don't even touch you, your injury has nothing to do with me, don't add any crimes to me. I don't care about being imprisoned, but I don't want my parents to worry about me!"