"Hahaha..."

Sir Mo smiled heartily.

The laughter sounded very refreshing, as if I had encountered something amazing.

He pressed his palm and said seriously: "Okay, okay, young man, don't say anything anymore. You should pay attention to your attitude when speaking to the police."

"I have always been a person who respects me one foot and I respect people one foot."

Zhong Wenze glanced at Sir Mo without leaving any trace: "If he had such a good attitude as you, I wouldn't have been to him."

"Haha, yes yes yes."

Sir Mo nodded and turned to look at Qiu Xiong:

"Have you heard that, Sir Qiu, you should pay attention to this attitude. You cannot ignore the personal rights and interests of Hong Kong citizens just because you are a public official."

At this time, Sir Mo was in such a state of great pleasure.

"Enough! I know it in my heart, so there is no need to worry about Chief Mo!"

Qiu Xiong looked at the smile on Sir's face and gritted his teeth.

The more he thought about it, the more he became angry, the more he realized that Zhong Wenze was just a garbage, joyful person, and he lost all his face.

His eyes fell on Zhong Wenze again: "Even if that's the case, you have to go with us and go to the police station to do an investigation and inquire."

"A chance hit doesn't mean that the bombing incident at night has nothing to do with you. Let's go with us."

He already had his own ideas.

This Zhong Wenze relied on Mo Sir to be in trouble with him and was so arrogant.

Let's take the person back to the police station first.

Then.

When you reach your own territory, no matter how rampant this guy is, you still have to let him control it.

Just take it back and have a meal first.

Thinking of this, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, officer, are you kidding us?"

Zhong Wenze glanced at Qiu Xiong coldly and sat on the stool: "After so much effort, do you still want to take me away? Could it be that you want to take revenge on me in the police station?"

"Follow us!"

Qiu Xiong's eyes were flashing with fierce light, which was self-evident.

"Fei Sir!"

Sir Mo stood up and said, "I have asked you what I should ask. Even if they need to cooperate in the future, I won't be following you now. Stop."

Sir Mo would never let Qiu Xiong take his people away.

Qiu Xiong stood firm in his feet: "I'm doing business as well."

"We are victims, but you hold me and don't let me go?"

Zhong Wenze looked at Qiu Xiong who was like a mad dog, thinking that this guy would have bitten him completely.

He narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, grinned, his eyes narrowed into slits, just looking at Qiu Xiong:

"Since Qiu Sir thinks that it is unreliable that I can hit Blast D, why don't you verify it yourself?"

Zhong Wenze lit the Marlboro in his mouth, leaned forward and looked at him with a smile: "There are six tennis balls on this table. Let's do this, you can throw six tennis balls at will, I will hit you all. If any one of them misses, I will follow you and let you deal with it."

"good!"

Qiu Xiong agreed and made a promise: "If you can hit them all, I believe you really have the ability. I will turn around and leave, and no longer ask about this matter. All the cases tonight will be handled by Mo Sir."

Qiu Xiong is full of confidence and full of confidence.

Zhong Wenze supported the table with his right hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Xiong and asked, "What if I hit them all?"

Qiu Xiong frowned and repeated: "Didn't you say that, I will turn around and leave with my people. I don't want the credit for this case."

“This can only be one of them.”

Zhong Wenze grinned and smiled: "Second, if I hit them all, you will admit that you are a waste in front of so many people."

Qiu Xiong was a little unhappy: "Flop, you're a little arrogant!"

"You don't have confidence? Or do you think I do have this ability, and the reason why I keep trying to stop me is to find fault?"

Zhong Wenze reached out and squirted, "You have wasted a lot of my time tonight. Besides, I have verified it once according to your requirements. Why should I prove it to you again? Do you think this is fun?"

Qiu Xiong thought for a while, looked at the six tennis balls on the table, and a subtle curve was raised upwards, revealing a strange smile: "Okay!"

"good!"

Sir Mo immediately interrupted: "I testify myself!"

The Qiu Xiong who suddenly appeared tonight was really a variable. Now he was finally able to restrain him. Mo Sir naturally wanted to seize this opportunity and send him away.

otherwise.

It will greatly affect your plans.

The two sides set aside.

Zhong Wenze swung the large wrench again and put it in his hand and weighed it: "Let's start."

"Don't you take out your folder?"

Qiu Xiong laughed: "Stop making excuses again when you get it."

Zhong Wenze stood there, squinting his eyes and holding a cigarette, and his right wrench drooped: "I have no other advantages, just keep my word, spitting and nailing, unlike some people."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Qiu Xiong snorted coldly, picked up the tennis ball and grabbed it tightly with his right hand, and looked at Zhong Wenze's face and smashed it, with full force.

The tennis ball quickly hit Zhong Wenze with the sound of wind in the air.

Zhong Wenze stood upright while standing in place, looking at the whistling tennis ball, suddenly raised his hand, and was extremely fast.

Zhong Wenze chose to support his hands at the first strengthening point of the system, so whether it is strength or speed, the arm is doubled compared to its original strength.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball hit the wrench and was swung directly.

"Come again."

Zhong Wenze hooked at him in a serene manner.

"Grass!"

Qiu Xiong cursed inwardly, watched the knocked tennis ball rolling to his heels, bent down and picked up his right hand and held it tightly. He looked at Zhong Wenze opposite him, sneered and threw it out again.

"Swish!"

Tennis whistled.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Immediately afterwards.

Tennis followed one by one.

Qiu Xiong had long thought of this bad idea.

Don’t you, a kid, have strong precision sniping skills? I’ll throw out six at once. I’ll see if you have the ability.

After throwing out the first tennis ball.

Qiu Xiong reached out to the five tennis balls on the side at a very fast speed, and smashed them one by one towards Zhong Wenze's position.

“Qi Sir..”

"This is a bit bullying!"

The police officer watching on the side saw Qiu Xiong throwing balls one by one, and then he started to talk in a low voice, full of contempt.

but.

The sound soon came to an abrupt end.

Zhong Wenze stood there, knocked the tennis balls flying and smashed again, looked at the tennis balls that were smashed one after another behind him, laughed instead of anger, and took action again.

He smashed out the six tennis balls in his hand in one breath, and Qiu Xiong inserted his waist with a little gasp: "His grandma, he has been using force for a long time and has pulled his muscles..."

"Bang!"

The words were not finished.

He only felt a "click" sound from his nose, and a severe pain came, and burning nosebleeds flowed out.
Chapter completed!