He pointed at the lock of the detention room and suddenly spoke in a clear voice: "Open."
Perhaps it was because Jin Yang's body felt too oppressive, with an order that no one could disobey, so the police just paused for a moment before stepping forward and opening the heavy iron ropes in the detention room.
Jin Yang nodded towards the policeman and said, "You go out first."
The policeman turned around and left without any pause.
Jin Yang and the six young dandies were the only ones left in the entire detention room.
Jin Yang lowered his eyelids and looked very relaxed. He was just smoking slowly. When he was halfway through smoking, he took steps and walked slowly to the iron door of the detention room. He stretched out his hand and opened the iron door.
Slowly pushing it open, his hand was still holding the iron door. When he opened it, his strength was so good that the iron door did not make the slightest sound.
Jin Yang's spotlessly polished handmade leather shoes slowly lifted up and stepped into the detention room. Then the other foot followed suit and he didn't look back. He just closed the iron door with his backhand.
The lights in the detention room were a little dim. Jinyang stood under the lights, and the orange light shone on the top of his head, clearly showing his face to the eyes of the people in front of him.
The facial contours are perfect, the brows are calm, the nose is straight, and the lip color is very light. He looks much more refined and softer than the male protagonists in Korean dramas who enchant girls with flowers, without any offensive power.
Jin Yang blinked his eyes lightly and asked casually, "Who slapped the woman you trapped tonight?"
Those few people looked at Jin Yang who had no evil spirit at this moment, and gradually felt relieved. What's more, they were not afraid of the police, so they were afraid of Jin Yang who was unarmed and alone?
Anyway, there are at least six of them...
Following Jin Yang's question, the man who slapped Lin Shenshen laughed loudly, then walked up to Jin Yang, his eyes full of provocation, and asked: "I slapped him, what can you do?"
?”
Before he could finish his words, Jin Yang suddenly raised his hand and threw the cigarette butt in his hand accurately into the man's mouth.
The burning cigarette butt touched the soft skin in his mouth, causing a huge pain. The man subconsciously bent down and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth. He screamed in pain and pointed at Jin Yang and said: "How dare you -
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He was only halfway through his words when Jin Yang slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at him so sharply that he was so shocked that he immediately fell silent and a chill spread throughout his body.
The next second, Jin Yang suddenly started to take action.
The few people in the detention room didn't react before they felt a leg kicking them in the chest with strong wind.
Then those people fell to the ground one after another, screaming in pain.
However, Jin Yang did not soften his heart at all because of those cries of pain, but instead struck harder and harder.
…
Outside the detention room, the policemen on night shift shuddered as they heard the shrill screams inside.
After all, this is the public security department, but no one can be killed, so the police chief on the night shift called Xi Jianjin.
That shrill scream lasted for about twenty minutes. Xi Jianjin strode open the door of the Public Security Bureau, walked in, and directly asked the people inside: "Where are the others?"
"In the holding cell."
A policeman pointed in the direction of the detention room, and Xi Jianjin walked over with hurried steps. But before he reached it, the door of the detention room was pushed open, and Jin Yang walked away with a calm expression.
When he came out, his clothes were neatly dressed, his expression was reserved, and his temperament was noble. There was no difference from the way he looked when he came.