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Fu Yi's brain sharply pulled up the alarm, grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up. His scarlet eyes were staring at him, "say it again."

Hoarse, on the verge of outbreak.

The gangster was scared to death and trembled all over. He didn't care about the pain on his body. His voice said, "I, I'm not sure. Don't worry. I just said maybe..."

"What could she be?"

The gangster couldn't bear the pressure, and his psychological defense collapsed, crying, "brother, please let me go! I don't know anything, you give me a good time, I've been fooled

His mentality has been destroyed!

Philips took advantage of the situation to cut in, "Fu Bureau, the people at the top are coming, you should almost stop. If you go on like this, you will only make things more and more troublesome."

"Yes, yes, the police are right. Why are you still standing, police? Take me with you! Take me back. It's time to shoot me. It's time to stay with him. " He really can't stand it. There's too much pressure in his heart.

Philips snapped, "shut up!"

"You people shoot civilians for no reason. It's not enough to die a thousand times. You still have the face to talk to me."

The gangster really couldn't stand the pain. His body and mind suffered a lot. He hugged his leg in tears and said, "I can't stand it! If he has mental problems, I'd rather die. As long as it doesn't fall into his hands, you can deal with me! He insisted that I say, "I don't remember..."

Philips's trouser legs were pulled out of shape by him. He pulled out his left leg and tried to communicate with the crazy man, "Fu Ju..."

He was dodged as soon as he put his hand on it.

Fu Yi stood a step away from him and looked at the crying man with a cold look. He slowly raised his hand and pointed the black muzzle at the man's forehead.

"Since you don't remember, you have no reason to live."

Death comes so fast.

The gangster breathed a little, looked up stupidly at the muzzle of the gun, forgot the pain of his palms, opened his mouth slightly, and grunted in his throat.

Philips stepped in front of the gangster, opened his hands, and looked dignified. "Mr. Fu, you don't have the right to deal with criminals at will in mahali!"

"Get out of the way!" Fu Yi has his own aura of being king.

Philips tried to dissuade him, "Mr. Fu, I know that your wife may be on the list of victims. You are in great pain, but you do not have the right to deprive a person of his life. His crimes are subject to legal trial. You cannot execute him privately. The meaning of the head, but also to interrogate him behind the instigator who you impulsively executed him will also bring you unnecessary trouble, you are not necessary to do so! I will help you interrogate the whereabouts of your wife. You have to believe me... "

"I don't believe in a policeman who can't even save a hostage." His eyes are very beautiful. They are the typical Chinese Danfeng eyes. They have thin eyelids, and the end of their eyes goes up. When they look at people, they smile three times for no reason. However, when they are really angry, they become sharp knives and ruthless.

Philips's dark square face suddenly turned pig liver color, and the bones on his fist protruded, "you!"

"Forget it." He loosened his fist and took a deep breath. "If someone else said that, I would have hit him in the face. You are different. I admire you for saving hundreds of lives just now. "