"so."

Zhong Wenze's thumb and index finger increased again: "There is not more than you, but less than you."

"No!"

Sheriff Pete felt the pain in his throat, and his voice roared in a hoarse voice: "I have something to say!"

"oh?"

Zhong Wenze became interested and raised his lips slightly: "What are Sheriff Pete's last words? I'm in a good mood now, maybe I can convey it to you."

"You didn't kill people, and the gang fight has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with you."

Sheriff Pete had a strong desire to survive, and he added quickly: "I made a mistake, I made your fingerprints wrong."

In the shadow of death.

He made a compromise without any hesitation.

"As such a big thing, you'll get it wrong if you say you're wrong?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyelids and said indifferently: "Whose Sheriff Pete has collected money?"

"George!"

Sheriff Pete said it at once, and confessed directly without any concealment: "It was George, he gave me money and told me to kill your case."

"George?!"

Zhong Wenze narrowed his eyes and a chill flowed through: "What does Sheriff Pete mean now is that he got his fingerprint wrong?"

“Yes, that’s it.”

Sheriff Pete nodded vigorously: "I promise to get it wrong, and I promise that you four will be able to get out of here right away."

"This matter will never have anything to do with you again."

He made a promise with confidence.

"You're smart."

Zhong Wenze immediately let go of his hand, not afraid of him shooting behind his back, and walked to the stool and sat down.

His eyes swept across the table.

Next second.

Zhong Wenze picked up the signature pen on the table and shook it.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The signing pen flew straight towards Sheriff Pete, passed by him, and penetrated deeply into the wooden door behind him.

The signature pen was broken, and two or three centimeters of the pen body had to be inserted into the wooden board.

Sheriff Pete looked at the trembling pen on the door panel, his mouth slightly opened and his chin almost fell to the ground.

This hand speed, this force...

It would be easy to pierce yourself!

Zhong Wenze looked at the surprised Sheriff Pete and curled his lips disdainfully:

"Just like your method of perjury, I was tired of seeing it hundreds of years ago, and I still want to use it on me?"

Sheriff Pete didn't dare to speak out, and stood dejectedly, not daring to look at Zhong Wenze, and not even dared to reply.

For fear that his words would make him unhappy, he killed himself here directly.

"Get the procedures done."

"yes!"

Sheriff Pete responded respectfully like a deflated ball: "I'll help you open the handcuffs first."

He took out the key with great vision and helped Zhong Wenze open the handcuffs and threw them into the trash can.

Finished these.

He turned around and went out, fearing that Zhong Wenze would be suspicious, so he promised again: "I'll go and go through the procedures now, don't worry."

"Um."

Zhong Wenze nodded with satisfaction, took out the cigarette in his pocket, and started smoking leisurely.

In a short time.

Zhong Wenze touched Sheriff Pitt's temperament thoroughly. This was a typical black-hearted guy.

He is both unscrupulous and afraid of death.

so.

He was not afraid of Pitt's rebellion at all.

after all.

While Pitt was aiming at him, he could easily kill him from the air with the help of the objects on the table.

Next.

Everything went very smoothly.

Sheriff Pete's procedures were handled very quickly, and then he sent Zhong Wenze and his four men out of the police station in person as if they were sending their ancestors.

Watching them drive away, they breathed in relief.

Sheriff Pete wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered in a low voice: "Zg Kung Fu is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

in the end.

The fact that zg Kung Fu is extremely powerful still can't be covered, and this foreigner knows about it.

After seeing the scene of Zhong Wenze pulling off the alloy handcuffs and flying pen with his bare hands.

Sheriff Pete was frightened silly.

In front of Zhong Wenze, he was like a little chicken, and he could easily take away his life.

It is better not to frame such people yourself.

As for George's side.

He was too lazy to inform George about the situation here. He wanted Zhong Wenze to find George immediately after he went out and killed George.

George died.

The money he gave himself became his own money.

It's a million dollars at least.

····

After Zhong Wenze, who had regained his freedom, and his group came out without stopping and rushed to the funeral home.

Zhong Wenze was a little worried about Cheng Xiaoxi.

Although George's incident was due to Cheng Xiaoxi's own affairs to a certain extent, after Cheng Xiaoxi learned about Xiaohui's affairs, she agreed without thinking and helped them contact them for subsequent signing.

She has done herself so much, and there is no reason not to care about her.

"You guys come out?"

When the owner of the funeral home saw Zhong Wenze and his group, he was also surprised: "Ms. Cheng has a good relationship. You can get it out so quickly."

"Souxi's relationship?"

When Zhong Wenze heard this, he frowned: "Is Xiaoxi here?"

"yes!"

The funeral home owner nodded: "After you left last night, I drove George away, and Miss Cheng stayed with me all night."

"She went out by herself early this morning and said she wanted to find someone to do your business."

He also recalled this: "Is it because Miss Cheng made you out?"

"no!"

Zhong Wenze's brows frowned into the Sichuan character: "When did she leave?"

"Two hours ago."

The boss recalled a little and comforted him: "But don't worry, there should be nothing wrong."

"I asked a guy to go with her."

"It's broad daylight, nothing goes wrong."

“…”

Zhong Wenze habitually reached out to touch his pocket and wanted to call with his cell phone. Suddenly, he remembered that this thing was not available in this era, which was very annoying.

He pinched his eyebrows, took out the cigarette and lit it, and sucked it anxiously: "Have she told you where to go?"
To be continued...