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Three hundred and seventieth IX Rubbing the face

"Brother, brother, we know we are wrong. You have a lot of them, so go around us." When Zhuang Lin's light turned from the black skin and landed on the gangsters, the gangsters felt panic and some people were trembling when they were trembling when they were panic in their hearts.

beg for mercy.

At this time, in the corridor outside the cell, there were rapid footsteps, and a few policemen could still be heard.

The sounds went from far to near, and finally stopped at the door of the cell. Several policemen used keys to open the iron door of the cell, and crowded in with batons in their hands.

When these vicious policemen rushed into the cell, they rushed forward with batons and without saying a word, surrounded Zhuang Lin in the middle. Judging from this attitude, they wanted to attack Zhuang Lin.

"What's wrong with Black Pie?" The policeman in charge looked at Black Pie who was lying in the corner and stared at the group of gangsters.

The gangsters were trembling and were already scared. Now that they saw these policemen coming in, they pretended to be brave again and pointed their hands at Zhuang Lin.

"Captain Zhang...Captain Zhang, he knocked out the black skin brother."

"Boy, did you hurt Hei Pi?" The policeman called Captain Zhang stared at Zhuang Lin with a cold face and said coldly, while his hand holding the police officer clenched inadvertently.

There are signs of taking action.

Zhuang Lin glanced at this guy's eyes. Captain Zhang, this should be the Zhang Changshun in Hei Pi's mouth.

His light looked at Zhang Changshun's right hand that was hiding beside him. His right hand turned white, obviously holding the police officer hard. Seeing this, he wanted to suddenly fight him ruthlessly.

He snorted coldly in his heart, his expression as usual. If this guy really doesn't know how to live or die, then he doesn't mind. Give this guy a look, and then dig out what he wants to know from his mouth.

Zhang Changshun secretly taught himself a lesson. I'm afraid this was not what he meant, but someone behind him instructed him. This person might be Li Sanlai or someone else.

"Yes, do you have any objections?" Zhuang Lin looked at the guy with a bad look, nodded, and said coldly, with a bit of provocation.

Those gangsters and the prisoner with cats in the corner couldn't help but gasp. The young man in front of him was indeed not so arrogant. At this time, he actually shouted that he dared to talk to Zhang Changshun in this tone. This is not a search for death.

Is it?

"Boy, you are really cool. Don't forget, where is this place?" Zhang Changshun narrowed his eyes. There was a fierce light in the gap in his eyes, and a few words were squeezed out from his teeth.

Zhuang Lin snorted coldly, not hiding his disdain and contempt.

"You *** are looking for death." Seeing the disdain on Zhuang Lin's face, Zhang Changshun's anger and curses were angry and angry. Before he could finish his words, he raised his hand and the baton in his hand was fiercely pressed against him.

Zhuang Lin smashed it over.

He had already been ready to take action. He swung this force suddenly and the force was very fast. The distance between him and Zhuang Lin was very close. With just breathing, he had already arrived in front of Zhuang Lin.

"Little girl, I have to kill you today." Zhang Changshun sneered in his heart as he looked at the baton that was about to fall to Zhuang Lin's forehead.

But before he could laugh, his smile froze, because he found that the falling baton was directly grabbed by the young man in front of him. He tried several times but could not even get the baton.

Pull it out.

"you……"

He was about to speak, but a severe pain came from his stomach. Before he could react, Zhuang Lin's knee hit his stomach again. The unbearable severe pain almost made him faint on the spot.

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But this wasn't the end. Just when he was about to die, Zhuang Lin's handcuffed hands put a baton, slapped him hard from the left, and slapped his back on his left cheek.

In the pain, he shook his head miserably and fell to his right. Then, the captain of the city police station was completely lying on the ground and no longer conscious.

"Damn it, I'll ruin him." The police officers who followed Zhang Fashun in looked at him blankly. After Zhang Fashun fell to the ground and lost consciousness, they reacted, and grinned and swung them.

The baton came and smashed it towards Zhuang Lin.

Zhuang Linleng swept over and kicked him. The young policeman who rushed towards him could not dodge at all. He was kicked like a cannonball and flew out heavily, fell on the ground in the middle, hugging his stomach.

, wailing.

He put his hands together and threw them out with great force. The policeman who rushed from the left was slapped in his face in a very sad way, and his mouth was spitting out with saliva and blood. The thud sound hit the bed next to him.

There were only three policemen who followed Zhang Fashun in. Now, three of them fell off instantly. The last policeman gasped, holding a baton in his hand, and stayed on the spot.

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Zhuang Lin looked over coldly, but regardless of whether he was scared or not, he took a step forward and put his feet in his stomach without any resistance. The miserable little policeman also flew out.

The entire cell was in a dead silence. The gangsters were completely blinded at this time, staring blankly at the policemen who were lying on the ground, letting them think about it, but they didn't expect it.

The young man in front of him was so cruel.

The timid prisoners in the corner were also a little confused at this time. They felt that the things in front of them were a little unreal, and then they gasped again. In this case, they dared to attack the police!

At the same time, a shrill sirens sounded in the corridor outside. It was obvious that the police outside discovered the abnormality here and sounded the sirens.

Zhuang Lin looked towards the door, then leaned over, pressed his hand on Zhang Fashun's head, injected wisps of vitality, and awakened him.

"Tell me, who asked you to deal with me?" Zhuang Lin slapped Zhang Fashun's face with his palm and asked in a cold voice.

Zhang Fashun endured the pain and looked at Zhuang Lin who was close to him. The fear could be seen in his eyes. Thinking of the tragedy of the boss Feihu in Xicheng, he was really scared, afraid of the young man in front of him.

I also want to treat Feihu like him and interrupt all my hands and feet.

"Zhuanglin, this is the police station. If you dare to do anything to me, then wait for a lifetime." Although he was panicked, thinking that this was the city police station, he calmed down again and looked at him with a fierce look on his face.
Chapter completed!
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