Female president's private killer

As a well-informed director, Wang Shu is knowledgeable. He is very serious in observing Wang Qiang and wants to see the problem from Wang Qiang's mental state.

In fact, it's not looking at the problem, it's looking for the problem.

Because now Wang Qiang is simply a problem.

Now Wang Qiang's abnormality is a bit like being injected with a "truth spitting agent" made in Russia. It's also like taking drugs. Most importantly, he's still like a psychopath.

But whether Wang Qiang is insane or not, Wang Shu can't watch his son die. He has to put down his strict father's posture and start playing the loving father's posture: "Xiaoqiang... Good, you put down the gun first... You're too dangerous..."

"You told me to put the gun down." Wang Qiang looked at his father in a daze: "but you are also a bad man. How do I know if you will hurt me?"

A crowd: "

A few more sneaky began to shoot.

"Good, good!" Wang Shu said with a bitter smile, "even if I'm a bad man. But tiger poison doesn't eat seeds. You're my son. How can I harm you? "

The director is the director. Although this sentence seems to admit that he is a bad person, anyone sounds like he is following a psychopath's words, which has no credibility at all.

Wang Qiang seemed to be moved by his father's sincerity and said, "yes, tiger poison doesn't eat children. You're my father and shouldn't hurt me." Then he slowly put down the muzzle of the gun aimed at his temple.

Wang Shu continued to comfort with a soft voice and slowly walked towards Wang Qiang: "yes, yes, put down the gun and I'll take you home. Everything will be all right... It's okay... Well, good..."

Wang Qiang's arm relaxed slowly and nodded slowly: "OK, I'll go home with you..."

Everyone was relieved. This kind of thing can only be settled by relatives. It seems that today's matter is over.

Seeing Wang Shu's hand, he would touch the handle of the gun in Wang Qiang's hand, and something happened suddenly!

Wang Qiang suddenly raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Although he didn't use the gun a lot, even a pig could hit the target at such a close distance.

The shot hit Wang Shu's kneecap, and the bullet went straight through the bone and cut into the ground. Wang Shu screamed when he ascended. Without saying a word, he stumbled and fell to the ground!

No one expected this. Later, a group of police subconsciously took out their guns and pointed straight at Wang Qiang.

"No! Don't shoot! " This sentence was shouted out by the Fallen King tree: "I command you, no one is allowed to shoot!"

A crowd of policemen: "

Wang Qiang smiled proudly and turned around with a pistol. It seems that he often plays this skill. He plays well and turns proudly to Su Tianlan's lens: "audience, do you see it? This is my father, a terrible and dangerous criminal like me who obviously threatens public security. At this moment when it is obvious that he can kill me, he actually ordered these policemen who should have killed me not to shoot. When I told him the day before yesterday that I had killed someone, my father arranged the dead Liu Dezhong to help me. Do you think scum like this is a bad person? "

People: "

Only one man clapped his hands: "OK! That's great! "

They all turned their heads and saw that Duan Tiandao had taken off his shoes, crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa with his eyes shining. He was obviously moved by Wang Qiang's impassioned speech.

Su Tianlan: "

In fact, although her hands are very stable, she is the one closest to neuropathy. Others don't know how Wang Qiang wants to go crazy, but she witnessed it with her own eyes.

The woodlouse spoke to Wang Qiang in the private room, and then Wang Qiang was convinced. Sure enough, he punished all the guilty people! Sure enough, he took the initiative to confess his crime!

Is this part of the heavenly way the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who can help all living beings?

Or the Tathagata?

Shakyamuni?

God?

Wang Qiang politely bowed to the applauding Duan Tiandao: "thank you." Then he squatted down, pointed at the Fallen King tree with the black muzzle of the gun, took out the handcuffs from behind him, and skillfully handcuffed him to the heating film in the corner of the wall.

"Xiaoqiang..." Wang Shu wanted to continue to persuade. Wang Qiang suddenly fired another shot, which decisively pierced Wang Shu's right knee.

"Ah ah!" This is the only word left for the public security director who is full of dignity and eloquence on weekdays.

A group of policemen couldn't help but wink at each other and planned to make a tactical cooperation, but Wang Qiang suddenly pointed the gun at Wang Shu's forehead: "it's too late for you to move now, because it's no problem to kill me, but if you can't save your director, whoever moves first has to bear the responsibility. You know, although my father is a bad man, But as long as he hasn't gone through the procedure for one day, he will still be your director. "

A crowd of policemen: "

"Don't worry. From now on, as long as you don't act rashly, I won't kill him." Wang Qiang suddenly smiled very simply, but the smile made people feel chilly when they didn't know what was going on: "in fact, your director Wang is not only shielding the murderer, but also a corrupt official. He has always been. Do you believe that all the people in a street can be killed by changing the money from various channels into steel bars over the years? "

Wang Shu: "..." he wanted to roar and interrupt the unfilial son, but he looked at the black muzzle on his head and finally didn't dare to bet.

Su Tianlan suddenly coughed: "but this kind of thing has no proof."

Wang Qiang was stunned: "you're right! Now he is so strict that he dare not put his money in the bank. All the money is hidden in the dark box under the floor of his big bed, the US dollars are hidden in the interlayer of the ceiling, and the pounds are under the pool in the bathroom... "

He fully said the hiding place of more than a dozen currencies before smiling: "if a friend of the procuratorate is watching now, you can file a case and start the investigation now to ensure that you check one by one."

Everyone looked at each other and saw that the expression of director Wang Shu had changed greatly. Everyone knew it well. It was mostly true that they could tell the details so true.

If there is no accident, the term of office of the director general can start counting down in hours.

"Almost." Wang Qiang sighed: "what I regret most is that I did a bad thing that I can't accept. Although I have a strong sense of repentance, I can correct any fault, but life can't be compensated. Dear viewers, don't learn from me anyway. If you also have evil desires that can't be released, you can end yourself first and save the world. "

Su Tianlan couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

How to listen to the meaning of Wang Qiang's words

Is he the Guanyin Bodhisattva? Is he the Tathagata? He's Shakyamuni? Is he God?

"I regret what I have done!" Wang Qiang, whose face was full of true remorse, suddenly began to look very seriously between his legs. He looked very focused and careful, as if he had never seen this thing in his life: "I want to start atoning!"

Then he picked up the pistol and shot himself in the leg.

"Bang!"

The sound of the pistol was not too loud, but it did not prevent people who saw this scene from feeling pain. The blood soon dyed Wang Qiang's underwear red and trickled out from the edge of his pants.

They couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning together. Several almost lost their guns and involuntarily covered their crotch.

Su Tianlan unconsciously narrowed her eyes. Although the scene was too strange, she was still watching it. She wanted to see clearly whether it was the merciful Buddha or the gloomy devil that dominated Wang Qiang's soul.

According to Su Tianlan, if Wang Qiang is not a ghost, he must be a ghost.

Wang Qiang, who was haunted by a ghost, had a firm expression and said that it didn't hurt at all. After hesitating for a while, he ran to Liu Dezhong, who was dead, pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest, hesitated for a while, dragged Liu Dezhong to the dying Wang tree, took off his left sock and sat down on Liu Dezhong's body, He carefully studied his toes, and then cut off his thumb with a knife.

Su Tianlan only felt that her throat was blocked and hurriedly turned her face away.

Wang Qiang's crotch is bleeding desperately, and he himself sits on Liu Dezhong's body and is seriously cutting his toes. His left foot has been cut, and he is cutting the toes of his right foot. He has just cut the third one.

Now basically no one wants to do anything. Everyone is grabbing the angle with their mobile phones.

This is NIMA's real-life horror film!

I can't see it once in 300 years!

Director Wang Shu looked at Wang Qiang, who cut his toes and steadily pointed to his head with a pistol. He didn't say anything, because he knew very well that it was useless to say anything now, so he had to struggle to close his eyes and couldn't help crying.

A director's tears must have been photographed by many people, but no one must care about him now.

Duan Tiandao took out a cigarette and lit it with great interest. He looked at Wang Qiang's sword skill very seriously and couldn't help tutting twice: "your technique is good."

Wang Qiang's technique is really good. It seems that he usually doesn't like playing with guns, but rather likes playing with knives. He is very skilled. He cuts his toes from the joints of bones. It's clean and neat. It's like running clouds and running water, paoding jieniu

Just use such a good knife technique on yourself

Cough!

Wang Qiang seems to be too focused on cutting his toes, ignoring Duan Tiandao's praise.

As expected, he was determined to atone. His little brother was gone and his ten toes were gone. He still looked unchanged. Now he had put down his left pistol and began to cut his left finger.

It seemed that he wanted to cut off all his fingers.

Although he no longer pointed a gun at Wang Shu, it seemed that everyone didn't notice this and was concentrating on shooting.

Well, catch it after shooting!

Duan Tiandao suddenly became interested. If he wanted to cut off all his fingers, when only his right hand was left

What will Wang Qiang do?

Duan Tiandao waited and waited until Wang Qiang finished cutting the five fingers of his left hand, waiting to see how he was going to cut his right hand next.

But Wang Qiang was also aware of this problem. After hesitating for a while, he didn't cut his right hand and began to cut his left foot. He cut it very thin and seriously, just like cutting ham sausage.

When he cut to the 18th film, he couldn't even watch Su Tianlan who had been silent. You said how can you count while cutting? It's like a meat seller.

"All right, all right! Don't cut it! " Su Tianlan couldn't help making a noise.

But Wang Qiang said he ignored him and continued to cut him.

Su Tianlan shouted, "come here! Give me his knife! "

A crowd of policemen who are making horror films well: "