Chapter 337: How to write a report

The three guns controlled the situation in an instant, and no one dared to act lightly.
Huang Jie came over, closed the box door, and scolded Song Yan and others: "Past."
At the same time, the five soldiers and bald headed men who had been defeated by Gan Zhipeng also stood up, their expressions stunned.
Huang Jie glanced over the three daughters of Wu Jiaqi, Zhang Qianqian, and Wang Xiaomo, and said, "Elder brother, these three girls are all looking good. Otherwise, the big guys will be refreshing and then withdrawing. After all, we all It's been months! "
Hearing that Brother Dao glanced over at a glance, and all of them immediately became very attractive. The three girls were considered to be the best, especially the boy with a beautiful face, which was very suitable for him.
For drug dealers like them, they can lose their lives at any time, so they are completely unscrupulous in doing things. After all, they were arrested by the police for their crimes, and they are expected to eat guns, an extra strong woman. What is crime?
Seeing the expression of Scarface's big man, Huang Jie knew that Dao's heart was moving, and said, "Dao, please choose first."
When talking about Huang Jie's words, the big-faced man is no longer polite: "Ajie, I'm not wrong with you, then I'm welcome." While talking, he raised his finger to Zhang Qianqian: "Chick, come to Lao Tzu ! "
"You ... what do you want to do?" Zhang Qianxi said with panic, a little more trembling in her tone.
"Haha!" Scarface laughed loudly: "Of course I'm doing you, I promise to make you cool."
"If you don't want to die, just pass by!" Huang Jie pointed his gun at Zhang Qianxi and threatened fiercely.
"and many more!"
Song Yan suddenly shouted.
"Grass! Who the made you talk!" There was a malicious look in Huang Jie's eyes, and he slaps at Song Ye.
"court death!"
Song Yan's eyes were cold, and he brushed at each other.
Suddenly, Huang Jie seemed to be hit by a speeding car and flew out until he hit the wall of the box and stopped.
At the same time, when Huang Jie flew out, Song Yan turned into a phantom and disappeared in place.
Then, two other drug dealers' guns went missing.
"not good!"
After all, Scarface Han and others are people who lick blood on the edge of the knife. When they saw Huang Jiefei go out, they changed color, reached out and rushed towards the waist.
But just then.
Twelve o'clock silver flashed away.
"Oh!"
The screams rang out one after another, but the wrists of six people, including the Scarfaced Han, were beaten and blood dripped.
From the attack of Huang Jie to the capture of the two drug dealers' guns and the breakdown of the wrists of the six men with scarred faces, all of them actually happened between the electric light and flint. When Zhang Qianqian and others returned, they discovered that Song Yan Holding pistols in both hands, aimed at Scarface Han and others.
"Qi Qian, call the police!" Song Yan said to Zhang Qian Qian, these people all have guns on their bodies, certainly not ordinary ramblings.
"okay!"
Zhang Qianxi nodded subconsciously, then took out the phone and called the police.
After ordering Zhang Qianqian to report to the police, Song Xuan ordered Gan Zhipeng and Long Bo to gather the nine people to guard him. In fact, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiqian and others, there would be no need to call the police and kill the people.
The box was knocked open in less than ten minutes.
"No movement, all crouching!"
A group of policemen rushed in. The muzzle was not only aimed at the nine scarred men, but also Song Ye and others, especially Song Ye, and several guns were pointed at him. After all, he still had two handles on his hands. gun.
"Don't misunderstand the police officer, we are not bad people, but the police we reported!" Long Bo raised his hand.
"Shut up, who are you, we will investigate clearly, now, all squat down, and then dare to resist, don't blame us for being rough!" The police chief screamed sharply.
Seeing the attitude of this group of policemen, Song Kun frowned slightly, especially when seeing Jia Jiaqi and others squatting on the ground, he was even more upset.
"Drop the gun!"
Several more muzzles were aimed at Song Kun.
"Don't be impulsive, put down your gun and squat!" Long Bo reminded.
"Shut up, who made you talk!" A policeman standing next to Long Bo kicked him and scolded him.
Seeing this, Song Yan could not help but get angry. This group of police had no ability to fart and knew that Yaowu was prestigious.
"Oh!"
Song Kun disappeared in place.
The next moment, a clear slap sounded, and the policeman who kicked Long Bo was directly slammed.
As the so-called non-stop, non-stop chattering, Song Xuan disappeared again after flying the policeman.
Suddenly, there was a quick walk inside the box, like a ghostly figure.
When Song Ye returned to his place, the police discovered that the guns on their hands had disappeared, while Song Ye had more than ten police guns in his hands.
Upon seeing this, the police were stunned.
"Kacha!"
Suddenly, Song Ye made an unexpected action for everyone, his hands folded, and more than a dozen pistols accompanied by a harsh sound were kneaded into an iron ball.
Seeing this scene, everyone's mouths were wide open, and their eyes were full of inexplicable shock and horror.
"You! Come with me!"
Song Xuan threw away the "iron ball" at will, and then pointed at the police chief, and walked outside the box.
After hesitating, the headed policeman followed Song Yong out of the box.
"What's your name? What job?"
"My name is Yang Ming, Captain of the Interpol Team of Chengbei Branch!"
"I'm very dissatisfied with your attitude!" Song Yan said coldly.
Yang Ming was in a daze, and realized that the young man in front of him might not be small.
"Perhaps you have already guessed that I am a member of the special department of the state. I wanted to give you a credit, but your attitude is too bad!" Speaking of this, Song Ye took out his military officer's card and handed it to Yang Ming: " Take a look. "
With a hint of doubt, Yang Ming took the officer's badge and opened it. When he saw the column of his post, he held his hands for a while, and the officer badge in his hand almost dropped.
If he did n’t realize that Song Yong took their police guns instantly, and that Song Yue turned more than a dozen police guns into iron balls, he might still doubt the truth of Song Yong ’s identity, but now he is I dare not have any doubt.
"Okay, you do the rest!"
Taking the officer's ID back, Song Zheng returned to the box and said to the crowd, "Dear, we should withdraw."
"Ama, is it a bit ... if we just go like this?" Long Bo said with some worry.
It happened that Yang Ming also came in, and Song Zheng looked back at him: "Captain Yang, can we go?"
Yang Ming froze and said quickly: "Of course!"
"This is Captain Yang of the Interpol Team, he has spoken, what are you still worried about!" Song Yan smiled at everyone.
Seeing Song Ye and others leaving, Yang Ming was completely relieved.
"Captain, who is he?" A police officer asked curiously.
Yang Ming glared at him: "Don't ask indiscriminately, you shouldn't ask, anyway, you just need to know that the other party is very big, and we can't provoke it!"
He scolded the police officer, and Yang Ming's eyes fell on the iron ball. His complexion began to bitter, and the police guns were rubbed into iron balls. It was impossible to recover. Thinking of this, he I have a headache. How should I write this report?
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