Chapter [-] Seeing the Beautiful Policeman Again

"You don't hit women, I'll hit them for you." A crisp voice sounded behind me.

I thought it sounded very familiar, so I turned my head and saw that policewoman who had gone mad at the gold shop just now was standing pretty pretty behind me, with her hands folded on her chest, tilting her head and looking at me with a smile.

"Damn it, why is this woman here? Didn't she go to the police station? Why did she suddenly appear behind me like a ghost? Could it be that she was following me? But why didn't I have any premonition?" My heart rose There was a chill, and there was a feeling that I was being pinched and played with in the palm of my hand, but I was powerless.

I have never experienced this kind of frustration. Since I was a child, although I am not particularly proud, I have never felt that there is anything in the world that stumps me.

But ever since I had an affair with that female ghost in red, groups of ghosts and monsters have appeared around me from time to time, making me less and less confident in myself.

"Short oil, who are you, why do you still dare to hit someone? You try to touch me at the airport, I have never been beaten since I was a child." The big breasted woman looked at her with contempt. The policeman's breasts, proudly puffed out her chest, as if a big breast was the best talisman, and no one dared to touch her.

I checked with my eyes, and the pair of things are really tall and straight, but I don't know if it's real or fake.

Nowadays, with advanced technology, everything is faked, including faces, chests and buttocks, especially boobs. In my opinion, such a tall and straight thing does not seem to be original.

"I'm a policeman." The policewoman took out her ID again, waved it in front of the big-breasted woman, and said with a sneer, "You've never been beaten before, you're so precious, so I'm going to beat you today. "

Swipe, the female policeman shot like lightning, and slapped the big-breasted woman hard on the face. The big-breasted woman screamed, her body spun around in the air, and fell to the ground. On it, a red handprint appeared.

"Dare to say that I'm an airport, I think you deserve a beating. I'm a policeman, what's wrong with beating you?" The policewoman looked murderous, and kicked the big-breasted woman viciously.

I was dumbfounded, it was the first time I saw someone beating people around with a police card.

"Help, the police are beating someone." The big-breasted woman took a breath and shouted hoarsely.

After hearing the news, the security guards from the furniture city came and surrounded the policewoman and me. The policewoman waved the ID card in her hand smartly: "I am a policeman and I am on duty. I suspect that this woman is involved in a major case. I want to Ask her to assist in the investigation, but she uttered bad words and deliberately attacked the police, so I will punish you slightly, please cooperate with my work."

The owner of the celebrity furniture store is a stout middle-aged man in his 40s. He wears gold-rimmed glasses that cannot conceal his gangster aura. When he heard the big-breasted woman being beaten, he was furious and broke a teacup. : "Who is so bold to beat my lover in my place? When I am here to play wild?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, he came angrily with two bodyguards.

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