The lobby manager subconsciously shrank his neck and quickly closed his mouth. Palm thunder is not a weapon that just any policeman can possess. From another perspective, this thing is a symbol of status.
"Which room was the man who walked into the hotel carrying a woman on his back?" Even in his rage, Zhao Zaming still kept a clear head and used his questioning skills very well. He didn't ask whether he had been here before, but
Ask directly where the person is without giving the other person a chance to prevaricate.
"Room 777..."
"Okay, there's nothing wrong with you."
After a while, Zhao Zaming led the little policeman out of the elevator and strode towards room 777. The force of his leather shoes struck the stone slabs through the carpet, giving off a faint aura of tiger and wolf.
Walking to the top of the corridor - Room 777! Zhao Zaming looked at the house number and stopped. The little policeman looked at Zhao Zaming worriedly, "Brother Zhao, this kind of private action..."
"Leave me alone!" Zhao Zhaming spat with full force. Zhao Longsheng was beaten to death, and he himself was attacked during the interview. In addition, the attacker despised the Zhao family so much that he still opened a room to sleep with a woman after beating him.
, with such an arrogant attitude... All these things mixed together ignited the fire in his heart to the limit.
"I have to kill him today..." Zhao Zhaming lifted the sole of his right foot off the ground, preparing to use the police's habit of breaking in when dealing with violent gangsters.
Of course, Joe couldn't commit crimes in the streets in the past, and he was indeed qualified to be classified as a thug.
Zhao Zhaming's soles had just left the ground a millimeter away when the door opposite, which was luxuriously and beautifully decorated with even sexually suggestive colors, suddenly received a strong impact. The entire door broke away from the wall and flew towards him.
!
This sudden change caught Zhao Zaming by surprise, and the little policeman on the side couldn't react at all. The door was like a huge discus flying towards him, and it hit Zhao Zaming directly on the face and body!
After this close contact made a dull sound, the door panel that hit Zhao Zhaming's face did not stop at all. Instead, it was pushed by a more powerful force, like a bulldozer, moving forward quickly with the momentum that seemed to crush everything.
!
Before Zhao Zaming could be surprised, he lifted his legs off the ground and let the tyrannical door carry him. From the top position at the end of the corridor, he rushed straight to the extremely spacious corridor. He flew backwards for ten seconds.
Meters away, the body and the door panel landed at the same time, and slid on the carpet for several meters before stopping.
All these changes were so fast that neither Zhao Zaming nor the police officer had time to react.
The little policeman was still stunned. The moment Zhao Zaming was carried by the door and rushed towards the corridor, a strong and naked shadow rushed out of Room 777. This shadow flashed past the little policeman's eyes, chasing Zhao Zaming and the door panel.
He rushed straight over.
The next moment, the young policeman felt the weight on his waist suddenly lighten - the pistol used to kill the fugitive was actually taken away by the shadow of the gun in that instant!
"you--!"
Just as the little policeman was about to speak, he saw the shadow of the gun that was impacting at high speed and seemed to turn back and glare at him.
This look! Mixed with endless ferocity and murderous arrogance, it was like a look like a bloodthirsty beast in the jungle! The words that surged into the little policeman's throat were frozen to death! He even subconsciously took a step back before he stabilized himself.
Lived the body.
Who is this? The little policeman shivered continuously, trying to dispel the intimidation caused by the bloodthirsty eyes just now.
The sudden impact of the door panel directly broke the bridge of Zhao Zhaming's nose, blood flowed out uncontrollably, and two of his teeth were knocked out.
In the blink of an eye, the handsome young police elite before had turned into a homeless man on the street who was beaten up casually.
Pain, surprise, astonishment...all kinds of feelings and emotions impacted Zhao Zaming's world view and body. What just happened? Why did the door panel rush out? Why did his nose hurt so much?!
Someone dares to attack me? Zhao Zhaming's brain finally reacted. The star power in his body increased rapidly. At the same time, he raised his hand and knocked aside the door that was pressing on him. His face was ferocious and he opened his mouth.
Roaring, he saw a black metal pipe already pressed against his forehead.
Gun! That's a police gun! As a policeman, Zhao Zhaming is very familiar with the police gun!
The cold metal barrel strongly suppressed Zhao Zhaming's violent anger, causing him to wake up bit by bit from his rage, surprise, and shock.
"What is this? Palm Thunder?" Qiao Fu couldn't get naked, stepped on Zhao Zhaming's palm that still held the Palm Thunder, and brutally disarmed the Palm Thunder with his hands.
Zhao Zaming stared blankly at the naked Qiao Wenfa. Is this the thug who injured Zhao Longsheng? He actually struck before him? How is this possible?
After a brief period of surprise and confusion, Zhao Zaming showed the calmness cultivated by his large family. Coupled with the protective layer of his police identity, the panic of having a gun pressed to his head quickly calmed down.
"Are you the madman who injured Zhao Longsheng?" As Zhao Zaming spoke, he stiffened his neck and raised it a little bit, causing his body to sit up. He wanted to change the passive situation and show his strength at the same time.
, to suppress the momentum of the opponent holding the gun in his hand.
Zhao Zaming firmly believes that in front of the police, all civilians are paper tigers! Even if they have guns in their hands, there is no need to be afraid of them! Because civilians do not dare to attack the police! Zhao Zaming understands all this, even if Qiao cannot hold it with a gun
In his head, he still maintained a calm and arrogant heart, trying to reverse the unfavorable situation and use his own momentum to suppress his opponent.
Qiao couldn't feel the strength of Zhao Zaming's neck supporting his head, and his arms suddenly pressed down hard, pushing his head back to the ground again, and suddenly exerted force, causing Zhao Zaming's head to collide hard with the ground, making a crisp sound.
.
Bang!
It hurts! Even with the carpet as a buffer, Zhao Zaming could still feel the pain of his head hitting the ground. At the same time, the newly reorganized stable emotions in his heart were a little loose for a moment. His eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at Qiao helpless. This man
What's the meaning?
"You try to get up again with strength? Next time I won't press down on my arm anymore, but directly pull the trigger." Qiao couldn't look at Zhao Zaming calmly.
"How dare you..." Zhao Zhaming's eyes suddenly widened, and a look of police majesty and anger suddenly appeared on his face.
"Blowing your beard and staring? Are you trying to scare children?" Qiao Fang couldn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "You can try it, move your neck and see if I dare to kill you with one shot. If I dare to kill Zhao Longsheng, it's the same.
Dare to kill you."
Zhao Zaming's neck, which he just wanted to use again, was actually unable to use his strength for a moment. If the person holding the gun was emotionally excited and said that he would kill someone with one shot, he would not have anything to fear at all, but this person in front of him
!He was in a very calm mood. "Kill" came out of his mouth as if it was as simple as squeezing a mosquito to death.
"I...I..." Zhao Zhaming tried to show a strong attitude, "I am a policeman, it will be very troublesome for you to kill me..."
"If you kill me, it won't be troublesome for you, but if I kill you, it will be troublesome for me. What kind of logic is this?" Qiao Feng looked at Zhao Zaming seriously, "You came here to kill me because of Zhao Longsheng? You
Are you related to him? Everything is fine! I want to ask, if I let you go, will you pretend that this didn't happen? Should we interfere?"
"Of course!" Zhao Zhaming agreed, feeling secretly proud. This man didn't seem to dare to actually kill the police. As long as he took away the pistol later, I would break all his bones...
Bang!
The gunshot rang out from Qiao's helpless hand, and the smell of gunpowder smoke slowly floated in the air. The bullet penetrated Zhao Zhaming's head without any suspense, and blood spurted out from his forehead.
Zhao Zaming's eyes widened and he stared blankly at Qiao Wenfa, his pupils filled with confusion and confusion. What was going on? Did he really dare to shoot...
The little policeman on the side was completely stunned. What on earth is going on? Inspector Zhao promised not to cause trouble to him, why...
"You're lying, your eyes are full of hatred, you want me to let go and you'll trouble me again." Qiao couldn't play with the gun in his hand. Zhao Zhaming's red and white brains slowly flowed along the carpet, and he didn't even look at it.
, slowly stood up.
A gunshot suddenly alerted the tenants in other rooms. Many couples, both men, opened the door carefully and looked towards the corridor to see what happened. The first thing they saw was a
A sexy young man, holding a gun in his hand, stood next to a man with a blooming head.
What's going on? Is it a murder? Or what?
Before anyone could react, the naked man suddenly raised his gun again and gently slid it in the air, scanning all the people who opened the door and looked.
"What are you looking at?!" Qiao couldn't get naked, raised the gun in his hand, and looked arrogantly at all the people who showed up to check, "What's there to see? Now, close the door! Go back to the bed and have sex! Fuck you guys
The woman or man you brought! Look again and I’ll blow your heads off!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!…
All the doors slammed shut as fast as possible in an instant.
Unable to turn the gun in his hand, Joe walked towards the little policeman step by step.
"You...you...you..."
The young policeman backed away again and again, swallowing his saliva in nervousness. Since he became a policeman, he had never participated in gun battles between gangsters and policemen. At that time, he was more excited, but today he was just afraid! The young man in front of him was full of blood.
There is an arrogant and domineering atmosphere from top to bottom.
Naked, he walked carelessly down the corridor where there was clearly a surveillance camera. He shot without a care even though he knew the other person was a policeman...killing someone!
"If you retreat again, you will retreat into my room." Qiao Feng pointed behind the little policeman, "My woman is in the room, and she has nothing to wear."
"Ah?" The little policeman's body suddenly froze in place. He stared blankly at Qiao, unable to move back even half a millimeter.
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