Chapter 478: Dominating fear

Feng Zhiqiang came to the 40th and 50th people. They are all strong men with black vests. Most of them have tattoos on their bodies. They look very fierce and very embarrassed. The atmosphere in the bar is suddenly plunged into people. The tension of the suffocation, the men and women who originally had fun to play, did not dare to speak, sitting in danger.
"The police will investigate the case and warn you not to do anything, otherwise you will bring all of you back!" Luo Shuangchong sealed his mind and shouted.
"Police officer, rice can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk about it. We just come here to have fun. If you fall into a good person, I can sue you."
Feng Zhiqiang took a strong breath, then threw the cigarette on the ground and lifted his ankle. The face showed a gloomy smile, and the voice suddenly turned. "But I grew so big, I have never been warned by a woman." Although you are a policeman, but you are also a woman, you dare to warn me, I am not afraid of Laozi looking for a chance to kill you?"
Looking straight at the Luoshuang, like a wild beast staring at his prey, thinking of the cousin of his grand prince, when he was in Jiangcheng, he came to Xiahai to fight a piece of heaven and earth, the police looked at it. If you dare to drink five of them, if they don't have a gun in their hands, he will let his men rush up and cut them all.
As soon as this was said, the other members of Qiu Yuanjie were immediately furious.
"What are you talking about? Say it again?"
"I think you want to go into the dark room."
"Apologize, apologize to our police officer!"
More than a dozen people took the guns and shouted to Feng Zhiqiang.
At the same time, the 40th and 50th people brought by Feng Zhiqiang all pressed hard. Everyone took the machete hidden on the back and held it in his hand. The bright machete scattered under the illumination of the light. Sensen was cold, scalp and numb, and he was so arrogant that more than a dozen anti-MLC police officers subconsciously stopped.
"Police officer, you have a gun in your hand. We have a knife in our hand. Do you think that if we both fight, which side will have a little more chances, eh?" Feng Zhiqiang looked at Qiu Yuanjie and smiled.
Lying in the trough, this group of guys is too forked, and even the police are afraid to threaten!
Everyone is dumbfounded, and they all say that the black-skinned society is so powerful. It seems that the black-skinned society is really arrogant. It’s not awkward in front of the policeman who is holding the gun. He dares to come up with a machete to confront him. It’s just like the Hong Kong film. The same is true, but it is just a movie, but now it is a living interpretation in reality, it is shocking.
Qiu Yuanjie clenched his fists and was a policeman. It was a vocation to arrest the wicked. But at this moment, the wicked people obviously have an advantage. If they fight hard, they may have to account for more than a dozen people. He does not believe that this group of people will not dare. Cut the police and observe that the momentum of the body is not comparable to the average mantle.
"what on earth do you want?"
Qiu Yuanjie asked with anger, and this question was already lowered.
"I don't want to be like it. I have to do something here. I just happened to meet you and handle these cases. I am very upset. Especially the female police officer, I dare to warn me, I am really uncomfortable."
Feng Zhiqiang pointed to Luo Shuang, his brows were tightly wrinkled. He shouted with a big scorpion. "Don't worry, don't think that you have become a stinking policeman. You have a gun." Is there a shot on the brain? I am not happy, I believe that Laozi will kill your family, and then let you pick up a dozen black pigs every day, completely ruining you!"
"you you……"
Luo cream gas bite his teeth, the gun mouth pointed to Feng Zhiqiang, but his hand was shaking, she really did not dare to shoot, in the momentum, Feng Zhiqiang completely suppressed her.
"Remember, Lao Tzu is Feng Zhiqiang. When you give your face, you are called a police officer. You are not giving your face. You are a in the eyes of Laozi. You are on your nose. Whom do you think you are?" Feng Zhiqiang screamed arrogantly.
More than a dozen anti-MLC police officers were afraid to speak, and Qiu Yuanjie even wanted to shoot the bastard, but he knew that he could not do so. He had to shoot in certain circumstances, and once they shot, they were ten. I am afraid that several people will be hacked and chopped by these people.
"Do not be too arrogant!"
A faint voice sounded, and then Qiu Yuanjie shined like a savior, but Xiao Luo, who was sitting in front of the bar, came over.
At the moment I saw Xiao Luo, Feng Zhiqiang’s face suddenly changed and his eyes smashed several times. It seemed to confirm whether he was dreaming, and then when it was confirmed that it was indeed Xiao Luo, the man appeared in his mind. In Jiangcheng’s scene of killing them, on that night, he took a hundred brothers and had a gun in his hand, while the other party had four people, and all of them were chopped to the belt. Go back to the police station.
Demon police!
Once the kind of fear that was once dominated filled the whole mind, as if returning to Jiangcheng last year, Feng Zhiqiang was cold and sweaty, and even breathing became extremely unnatural.
"Kid, you are coming, the little girl? Where are you going? Are you with them?"
Before the flower shirt man came out from Feng Zhiqiang, it was very rude to shout at Xiaoluo. "Oh, let me know if you hacked."
Feng Zhiqiang's body chilled, and suddenly he wanted to understand, and the cousin who loved his cousin was related to the god.
I~! @#¥%......
He felt that he didn't look at the Huang Li today. If he didn't say anything, he would slap on the face of the man in the shirt.
"啪~"
The crisp palm squeaking sounded, the slap was very hard, and the shirt man turned directly on the ground and fell to the ground, and his face showed five fingerprints at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This scene can make everyone look silly, thinking: What is the situation?
The flower shirt man is more aggressive, and the burning face is puzzled: "Table... cousin, you... why are you hitting me?"
"Mom, it’s you, who told you to talk to Mr. Xiao, believe that Lao Tzu has tore you."
Feng Zhi was so angry that he stepped into a punch and kick, and the screams of the pig-like screams of the shirt man.
"I am going to ~EbookFREE.me~ What the is this?"
Guan Tongzhang, the second monk sitting in the distance, couldn’t figure it out, Mr. Xiao? Do these people know the soul of Xiaoluo?
This is also Qiu Yuanjie's doubts. When the other party saw Xiao Luo, his appearance changed greatly. Is this Xiao Luo so scary?
"Do you know me?" Xiao Luo blinked and asked Feng Zhiqiang.
Feng Zhiqiang took the towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He turned and smiled. He greeted him with respect and respect, and half-squatted: "Mr. Xiao, I... I used to be a dragon gang..."
When you talk, you sweat coldly. Others don't know Xiao Luo. Can he not know? This is the demon police who washed their Dragon Villa.
Dragon help?
Xiao Luo suddenly relieved: "No wonder you feel familiar, you also run Xia Hai?"
"Right right, can't stay in Jiangcheng, can only return to their hometown." Feng Zhiqiang replied respectfully.