Chapter 605: I not only killed people, but I also killed many

An Ge'er looked at the police officer now.
Not tall, but rather rough, looking at this appearance, if it weren't for a police uniform, An Ge'er would have no doubt that he was a gangster.
He walked over, and when the two policemen left, he didn’t need to continue to pretend. His true appearance was bare, his eyes were fierce, and he looked at her grinningly,
It doesn’t matter how much I charge, it’s important, you can’t get out anymore !"
An Ge'er leaned back, the smile on her lips was still faint, and she looked at him calmly, "This is the funniest joke I have ever heard."
Can't she get out?
Ha ha.
Even if she really killed people, no matter how many people she killed, I'm sorry, she can still escape, even if she is the only one.
Prison escape relies on the brain, this thing she has the most.
"I advise you not to speak big words anymore. When I interrogate you for a while, I obediently confessed it to Lao Tzu. You have to admit this sin, and you have to admit it if you don't. The evidence is solid, you can't escape!" The man walked up and stretched out. He pinched her jaw with great force.
Listening to what he said, An Ge'er wanted to know for a while what the evidence would be.
If she didn't kill An Ruxue, she definitely didn't. No crime can be seamless, unless you haven't done it. Similarly, whoever committed the crime can't erase her traces no matter how concealed it is.
Just now.
An Ge'er didn't speak, and wanted to break away from the jaw that was pinched by him, but didn't want to break away, the other party turned out to be honest and wanted to touch her face.
An Ge'er's eyes were a little bit cold.
"What do you want to do!?"
"What do I want to do?!" The man smiled unkindly, "If you want to blame you, you can only blame the people you provoke, and send you to this place. You know, you committed the big crime of murder, you I'm already a prisoner on death row, and I'm also dead when I die. What happened to Lao Tzu? Not only does Lao Tzu want to touch your face, but also your... ah--!"
Just when his hand was about to hit her chest, there was a sudden howl of pain. In the blink of an eye, the man was already lying on the ground and curled under his body, with a hideous expression of pain.
But An Ge'er still maintained a one-footed movement, killing intent in his eyes.
"Don't you want to know if I have killed anyone?" An Ge'er was still sitting on a chair, but leaned down and looked at him with the chair. The smile on her lips was harmless, but the words she said were creepy.
"You know that woman was not killed by me, but that doesn't mean that I have never killed anyone. On the contrary, I have not only killed, but also a lot."
Whether on the plane, or in the original drag racing gun battle.
The man looked at her angrily, obviously not believing what she said.
She is just a little girl who provokes big shots.
He thought so. He just drew out his pistol to teach her a lesson, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took out one of his hands, his wrist was kicked, the pistol flew into the air, and An Ge'er turned over with the chair in an instant. Standing up, with the hand tied behind the chair, he took the gun firmly.
As if she was waiting for this moment.
"Hey you--!"
The dark gun holes were aimed at him, An Ge'er leaned on his side, and when he wanted to come up to grab the gun, he looked at his knee directly and pulled the trigger.
"boom--!"
"what--"
The police officer knelt to the ground all of a sudden, clutching his knees and shouting, while outside the door—