Prisoner, what kind of law have I broken by laughing at you? I think you will be in trouble soon." Yu Ziqing glanced at the butt of the gun, curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"Haha, I will be imprisoned? You should think carefully about whether you may beg for mercy now, and I might be kind and gentle." Yu Ziqiang retorted with a proud look on his face. He had already put on his hand, and he thought it was a sure thing.
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However, Yu Ziqing obviously did not have the consciousness to become a prisoner. Hearing this, he smiled disdainfully, closed his eyes, and crossed his legs in an extremely leisurely manner.
"Boy, be more honest with me, otherwise you will look good." Yang Zhaoji had never seen such an arrogant prisoner before. He stood up with his sword and warned with a fierce look on his face.
Yu Ziqing suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze shot at Yang Zhaoji like a sword, and said calmly: "Now that you have solved your mistake and apologized to me, maybe this matter can be settled like this, otherwise it will be better for you."
Seeing that Yu Ziqing returned the last warning intact, Yang Zhaoji had a fierce look in his eyes and smiled sinisterly, saying: "You can't tell that a man who looks gentle and weak is very courageous."
As he spoke, he took out a baton and a towel from his seat, and then slowly wrapped the baton in the towel.
When Yu Ziqiang saw this, his eyes immediately lit up and he said with a smile: "Brother Zhaoji, let me do it."
"Okay, I'll let you talk nonsense first, but you have to take it easy for me." Yang Zhaoji handed the baton wrapped in a towel to Yu Ziqing and said
"Thank you Brother Zhaoji, hey, I'm good at this." Yu Ziqiang took the baton and said excitedly
The two detectives sitting in the driver's and co-pilot's seats were both Yang Zhaoji's best friends. They were obviously used to this kind of situation and didn't say anything.
Yu Ziqing didn't seem to notice at all that an insidious torture was waiting for him. He was still sitting gracefully in his position, as if he was taking a ride in a police car.
"Hehe, you are about to die, why don't you act like a hero? I'll see how long you can act like a hero." Yu Ziqiang smiled sinisterly, raised his baton and hit Yu Ziqing's thigh hard.
When Yu Ziqing saw this, he smiled coldly and raised his thigh.
The low muffled sound of the baton wrapped in a towel hitting the thigh flesh rang out in the police car, followed by the shrill screams that impacted everyone's eardrums.
But the scream was not from the person as everyone expected, but from the torturer Yu Ziqiang
It turned out that although the stick hit Yu Ziqing's thigh, it bounced up high and hit Yu Ziqiang's still bandaged arm. The pain caused cold sweat to ooze out of his forehead like raindrops.
"Are you okay?" Yang Zhaoji asked hurriedly. For a while, he didn't find anything suspicious.
Yu Zi endured the pain and shook his head
Seeing this, Yang Zhaoji breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the baton, and cursed: "You still say you are good at it? How did you become a policeman? Look at me."
Swearing, Yang Zhaoji casually grabbed the baton and smashed it into Yu Ziqing's thigh.
Yu Ziqing took the initiative to lift his thigh again
There was a bang, and then the baton bounced high again and hit Yang Zhaoji on the forehead. Yang Zhaoji was in pain and couldn't help but scream.
At this moment, the people in the car finally noticed that something was wrong. The car suddenly became quiet. Everyone except the driver was staring at Yu Ziqing who was as if nothing had happened.
Boy, you really have a chance." Yang Zhaoji rubbed his forehead and said with a smile, and then gave Yu Zi a wink.
Yu Ziqiang immediately pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yu Ziqing's head.
"Now, let me see how you can use other methods." Yang Zhaoji gently tapped his palm with his baton and said slowly through gritted teeth.
As he spoke, Yang Zhaoji suddenly raised his baton and cursed: "Damn it, how dare you cheat on me?"
A soft force was suddenly released from Yu Ziqing's Yintang and surrounded his entire head. It was the power of the stars condensed in Niwan Palace.
After solving the safety hazard, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Yu Ziqing's eyes. Originally, he thought that this was Yu Ziqiang's instigation. As long as Yang Zhaoji and the others didn't go too far, they didn't want to embarrass them too much. Now it seems that Yang Zhaoji and
Same as Yu Ziqiang, not a thing
Yu Ziqing snorted coldly, and his hands suddenly slipped out of the handcuffs. He raised one hand and grabbed the baton swung by Yang Zhaoji, and raised the other hand to grab Yu Ziqiang's pistol.
The scene changed so quickly and strangely that the brains of the people in the car had no time to react. Yang Zhaoji and Yu Zi pressed their empty palms, and they were stunned. They didn't understand that Yu Zi was clearly wearing a handgun, so why did he suddenly take the weapon from his hand?
Yu Ziqing, who was still in a daze, grabbed the pistol and baton, picked up the baton wrapped in a towel and struck at Yang Zhaoji without thinking, until Yang Zhaoji covered his head and drilled down
Yu Ziqiang and the others just stared stupidly at Yu Ziqing's ferocious behavior in the police car.
After a while, Yu Ziqiang suddenly shuddered, and his mind couldn't help but recall the horrific scene of that night, when Yu Ziqiang swept across his house with his gun and a fierce look, and the big man with brains and blood all over the floor.
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At this time, Yu Ziqiang felt scared and thought about how such a terrifying person as Yu Ziqing could be so easily restrained.
"Throw the baton and gun on the ground, no, or I'll shoot." The criminal policeman sitting in the passenger seat finally reacted, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yu Ziqing, his voice was trembling. Even now, he still does it
I don’t understand how Yu Ziqing opened his hand and grabbed the gun and baton in such a short time. I just felt that there was an evil atmosphere in the car, and it was eerie.
As soon as the criminal police officer finished speaking, he saw the shadow of his claws flickering in front of his eyes like the wind, and the pistol had already changed hands. While continuing to beat Yang Zhaoji, Yu Ziqing pointed the gun at the driver and said calmly: "Continue to drive to the Public Security Bureau.
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The driver was pointed at a gun, and he heard that Yu Ziqing wanted to call the police station. A chill ran down his back. He thought to himself, is he a policeman or I am a policeman?
However, although there was an unspeakable evil in this matter, Yu Ziqing said that he was going to the Public Security Bureau, which still made everyone in the car see the light. He secretly felt cruel in his heart. Even if you have three heads and six arms, you still have to do it.
I made you live and die, but you didn't know that Yu Ziqing had other plans when he went to the Public Security Bureau.
Now that the Hanglin City Public Security Bureau has intervened in this matter, Yu Ziqing knows that even if he teaches these criminal policemen today, what will happen is that more policemen will come to his unit tomorrow. This is obviously not what he wants to see.
Then go to the public security bureau and settle this matter thoroughly. Anyway, there was a fight in a different place and no one was killed. As long as Yu Ziqing insists that it is not the case, what can they do? Of course, Yu Ziqing is not so naive that he, a flat-headed common man, insists on it.
It can be counted, but some chips are added. For example, Tang Yongdong and Yu Ziqing still remember that he is the director of the Jianggan District Public Security Bureau. I think he should still be able to speak something in the municipal bureau. Even if he can't, isn't there Deputy Mayor Tang?
Of course, Shangguan Mingyuan is a bargaining chip. There is no need to beat him and bury the chess pieces. It is still relatively hard. Yu Ziqing knows this very well. Anyway, Yu Ziqing has acquaintances on hand, so there is no need for him to arrange people for something.
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Yu Ziqing beat Yang Zhaoji until he was gasping for breath, but after being stunned and unable to see a single scratch on his body, he put away the baton and looked at Yu Ziqiang up and down with malicious eyes.
Yu Ziqiang kept shrinking back until his tall and thick body was huddled in the corner of the car. There was really no place to retreat. Then he lowered his head with a slight trembling, looking like a woman who was about to be raped.
Yu Ziqing suddenly lost interest in beating Yu Ziqiang, and casually grabbed a stick on his thigh, then threw away the baton. Then under the surprised and puzzled eyes of everyone, he threw away the pistol, and slowly picked up the handgun from the ground.
He put it on again, crossed his legs, and still leaned back on the seat to relax and relax.
What kind of person is this? Is it a lunatic to go to the police station after wearing a police officer's belt on himself? But is there any lunatic in the world who sits in a police car and beats a policeman so powerfully and so hard?
It was so quiet inside the car that everyone felt like they were walking in a deserted cemetery, with air-conditioning running down their backs and numb scalps.
Although Yu Ziqing was handcuffed again, at this moment, no one dared to greet Yu Ziqing with a baton or a pistol. Yu Ziqiang was still huddled in the corner, for fear that Yu Ziqing would be unhappy and kick him on his old injury. Really like that
, he will probably be crippled in his lifetime. Now Yang Zhaoji has completely understood the true meaning of Yu Zibei's sentence "Don't be fooled by his appearance". How can this kid be a weak scholar? He is simply scarier than a fucking devil.
The car drove quietly towards the city bureau. Both parties were eager to drive to the bureau as soon as possible. Yu Ziqing wanted to arrive early to solve the problem. Yang Zhaoji and others wanted to get to their own territory early and deal with Yu Ziqing ruthlessly.
The car passed through the busy road with constant traffic and finally drove into the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Hanglin City Public Security Bureau.
Looking up at the police badge and national flag, which represent the majesty of the country, Yang Zhaoji and others felt as if they had returned to their mother's arms. They were secretly excited. The eyes in their eyes peeped fiercely at Yu Ziqing and they wanted to take a look.
, when we arrived at our own territory, how could this young man in front of us pull him?
As soon as the car stopped, the two detectives sitting in front couldn't wait to jump out of the car. Yang Zhaoji and Yu Ziqiang also endured the pain in their bones, hurriedly opened the door and walked out.
After getting out of the car, Yang Zhaoji finally began to feel confident. His anger spread from between his eyebrows to his entire face. His eyes showed a proud and fierce look. He pointed at Yu Ziqing and shouted: "Hurry up, I'm coming down here."