When the dazzling light shot directly on Du Feng's face, Du Feng grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands and slowly turned his body.

It was on this side that, even if the switch was triggered, Du Feng's hands and feet were instantly handcuffed by the bounced hands and feet.

Um?

"What are you doing?"

Du Feng did not expect such a situation, but he had never seen any strong winds and waves. He had been questioned by extremely cruel instruments. Any means used on him are just drizzle, and he could bear it.

But Du Feng was a little angry at this moment. He spent all his energy to rescue the patient in the hospital, but someone framed him behind his back. Then Du Feng thought of someone, and immediately looked at the fat policeman in front of him who had stood up and rolled up his sleeves and said, "Are you Mo Jiji's people?"

"Haha, boy, who made you provoke someone you can't afford to offend? Haha, as long as you immediately admit the facts and processes of murdering the patient, we will not give you some minor training."

"What if I don't?"

How could a dignified soldier king be afraid of these little thieves?

Originally, Du Feng returned to the city to forget his once cruel self little by little, but as the old leader said, maybe it is even more dangerous to return to the city than to the battlefield. After all, the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, the enemy or comrades in the army are all clear to each other, but when you return to the city, it is a real real world, a big dye vat, and it is hard to defend against the arrows everywhere.

"No? Hehe, then you can only enjoy our package..."

While talking, the fat policeman rolled up his sleeves, took off his police cap and placed it on the interrogation table. He walked towards Du Feng with a rubber stick in his hand.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, boy, my buddy used to be a part of this kind of thing and couldn't make a living, so I had to come here to do these hard and tiring work."

While speaking, the fat policeman shook the rubber stick in his hand twice, then suddenly hit Du Feng's chest.

Bang!

Because Du Feng was sitting there, his hands and feet were coerced, so the stick fell directly on Du Feng's chest without any surprise.

Du Feng shrank slightly, trembled for a moment, then his body slowly returned to its original state. He leaned against the chair and Du Feng let out a long breath.

In fact, Du Feng did not avoid this stick, because Du Feng had gone for a fork in his body when he was applying a needle to Chen Xuelian before, so he forcibly sealed the two main acupoints in his chest. As Du Feng's body slowly recovered some strength, the qi that had been on the fork had returned to the original meridians, but these two acupoints did not have time to untie them.

The stick happened to hit Du Feng's chest, and the violent impact of external force completely untie the acupoints.

At this moment, Du Feng took a deep breath and felt his whole body feel relaxed. The feeling of fatigue that had been severely consumed by the power disappeared instantly.

But at this moment, Du Feng felt a breath in his chest. If he had two more sticks, it would be comfortable.

"Come again!"

"Oh, boy, I'm pretty capable! I'll satisfy you..."

Bang bang...

Suddenly, the burly policeman waved the rubber stick in his hand and hit Du Feng in the chest.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Du Feng sat there motionlessly, took the two sticks, and then let out a long breath.

Now I feel relieved all over...

"Boy, you can resist it. Have you practiced hard qigong? Hehe, come on that thing..."

Seeing that Du Feng, who had hit a few rubber sticks hard, was like nothing happened. The fat policeman frowned slightly, then turned the rubber stick and placed it on the table, and reached out to the thin man on the side.

"Good!"

"We have taken over many disobedient prisoners here, and we have naturally taken over those who have practiced hard qigong. But you also know that there are always fragile places in people. Even if you practice it, you will not be able to practice hard..."

While talking, the fat policeman turned around and saw a long special stick in his hand. At the front of the stick was a very sharp drill bit, and there seemed to be a rough gear in the drill bit. There was a switch in the handle. As soon as the gear on the drill bit was pressed, it began to rotate and made a buzzing sound.

"Boy, since you are so hard on your body, I want to see if your anus is so hard too...hahaha..."

While speaking, the fat policeman turned directly behind Du Feng, and kicked Du Feng's chair with one kick.

It is obvious that this chair is specially made, and the part of the chair sitting under the butt can be pulled out.

Now that your hands and feet are completely controlled, ordinary people don’t have the strength at all, and they are usually kicked down directly. If you use this thing in your hands, it is indeed as the fat policeman said, even if you have practiced hard qigong, it is impossible to stop it.

But who is Du Feng? How could this fat man succeed? Just as the fat man kicked the chair with one foot and suddenly grabbed the soles of his feet, twisted his body, and turned the chair directly. With his legs clamped, he immediately fixed the kicked leg between his calves. Without waiting for the fat policeman's next move, Du Feng moved his body and directly pressed his head against the fat policeman's belly.

Bang!

ah!

Suddenly, the fat policeman who had a joke before was pushed out by Du Feng, and his body hit the wall opposite, then fell heavily to the ground, screamed and fainted.

"What? You dare to attack the police?"

Suddenly, the thin man dragged out an electric baton casually! He looked at Du Feng with some fear on his face. He knew that the fat man he partnered with was a gangster around him. He had the strength of his arms, but he was flying four or five meters above his head and knocked on the wall and fainted. The fat man had at least two hundred kilograms, and he just pushed him away like this. What a great deal of strength...

Bang!

Just when the thin man felt a little guilty, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open directly. A burly man in police uniform stood at the door, his eyes full of coldness...

"What, hasn't this kid done yet?"

"Deputy Office... This kid, he, the attacking policeman... A Fei made him knock him out!"

When the thin man saw the deputy director walking in, he immediately pointed at Du Feng.

"Boy, I can't tell you that you are really capable and dare to attack the police. Do you know that you have committed an unforgivable felon?"

Du Feng looked at the deputy director who walked in front of him and sneered in his eyes: "I don't know what crime I committed. You are making up for me from beginning to end. I really want to know if you are so favoritism and abuse of power. Will you get out of jail if you take revenge on your own?"

"It's really a thorny head. I think you won't cry until you see the coffin..."
Chapter completed!