A group of men wearing government uniforms came over, carrying leather sticks and swinging handcuffs.
The leader was a middle-aged man, in his thirties, with a slightly chubby figure. His uniform was pulled open, revealing a belly that looked like he was three or four months pregnant.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"
When Cheng Jizhong saw the person he was calling coming, he immediately shouted loudly.
And prepare to rush over.
However, Luo Keke, who was next to him, slammed the back of his lonely knife into his knee. Suddenly, his entire knee was smashed. He screamed, fell to the ground, and screamed.
When Cheng Jizhong's brother-in-law saw this, his eyes turned red: "Bitch, in front of me, a living hell in the Yamen, do you dare to hurt my brother-in-law? You are so brave, let me take him down!"
"Crack!"
Chen Yan directly slapped this Yamen live Yama in the face.
"Who are you calling a bitch?"
"With your stinky virtues, you still claim to be the living hell. Whose living hell are you? The living hell of the common people? Are you the protective umbrella of these bullies?"
This slap made everyone watching in the hotel dumbfounded.
I was thinking in my heart: This guy is too fierce, even the people in the yamen just slapped him. Is he really not afraid of death?
"puff!"
Living Yama opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
There are at least ten more teeth mixed in there.
The slap just now cracked his gums.
"Damn it, she dared to attack the police?"
"Draw your gun and kill him on the spot!"
Living Yama shouted, although his words were leaky, he could still be heard clearly.
"Crash!"
This group of people from the yamen actually all had guns, and they all pulled them out at once.
Living Yama has the fastest movements.
He pulled out his gun and shot Chen Yan in the head.
"Boom!"
The bullet comes out of the barrel and flies at high speed.
But in an instant, Chen Yan caught the bullet in his hand.
"What?"
"Catch the bullet with your bare hands?"
In the yamen, Huo Yanluo can be regarded as a leader with a position and power. He knows instantly that he has encountered a difficult situation. Such people are among the very few in Longya.
"Shoot!"
"Kill this bastard!"
Living Yama loudly ordered his men to shoot.
He also pulled the trigger again.
But the next moment, the gun in his hand was pinched by Chen Yan, and the barrel was bent; the gun exploded directly, and the force of the explosion hit his face. The living Yama instantly screamed, and his face was covered with blood.
.
"Put the gun down!"
"Kneel down!"
Chen Yan scolded him coldly, his mental energy was like a surging tsunami.
"Pap-pap-pap!"
Several guns were thrown to the ground, and they all fell to their knees.