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Chapter 944 As for what?

"Holy shit, what's going on?" Lao Chang covered his face. The impact this time was so strong that he could hardly feel the existence of his nose. The same situation happened to Huang Sansui next to him.

I wiped my nose and saw that the good guy was all red! I suddenly felt like my head was dizzy. Is this the rhythm of death?

Just as Huang Sansiao was about to say something, Lao Chang suddenly shouted: "Damn it, they are running very fast? Are they about to catch up now? Run!"

After saying that, Lao Chang got up tenaciously and ran away.

Huang Sansiao stupidly got up and ran, but this time he had some ideas: "Why did you run? Didn't you just use a few counterfeit coins? At worst, if you admit it, what else can you do?" However, although he thought so in his heart,

He was walking, but he had no intention of stopping, and instead ran faster.

The two policewomen were also dumbfounded. They watched with their own eyes as the two fools smashed the glass door in the middle and on the right side of the police station door by door. They thought that was enough, but the two fools got up.

Finally, he screamed with excitement, as if he had seen a peerless beauty, stamped his feet, took two steps back, and then gave a boost, like a crazy bull seeing the red cloth, and like an old man who had been hungry for thousands of years.

The gangsters rushed towards them as if they had seen something!

When the two policewomen saw this, their hearts tightened and they shouted: "Stop!"

At the same time, the two of them made an attack stance, preparing to use the few wolf-proofing techniques they had learned on the fly.

As a result, Lao Chang and Huang Sansui didn't seem to see them, and looked back from time to time, as if something was chasing them behind them. Then they rushed past the two policewomen with a gust of wind, and the two policewomen

The police seemed to hear the two lunatics saying: "Run!"

At this time, the tall policewoman suddenly came to her senses and exclaimed: "No! The door on the left! They are going to hit the door on the left!"

The short policewoman also came to her senses and shouted: "Guard the door!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard two bangs and bangs. Without looking back, the short policewoman knew what had happened. When she looked back, she saw Lao Chang and Huang lying on the ground again in three seconds, with their faces covered in blood.



Seeing this, the two policewomen said with frustrated faces: "You two can do it, but can't you leave a door for our police station? All three doors are broken, what else do you want to do? Demolish it?"

Lao Chang and Huang Sansei, who were lying on the ground, were about to cry. They couldn't figure it out or understand what was going on. It was obviously a good road, so wide and bright, but why did they bump into the door while running?

Yes? Also, they obviously ran out of the police station, but after the collision, they were found to be still in the police station? What on earth is going on?

At this moment, a Buddha's call came to their ears: "Amitabha, the two donors, are you still running away? The glass door is gone, but the poor monk found that there is another door in their police station that he can try."

When the two heard this, they looked up and saw a monk in white clothes who was emitting a faint yellow light and looked like a Buddha. He didn't know when he appeared in front of them. At the same time, he pointed at a door meaningfully and said with a smile.

The two of them followed the monk's gaze and saw a sign hanging on the black door, which read: "Archives Room"! They rolled their eyes and almost fainted!

Huang Sansui lay down on the ground, looked at Lao Chang bitterly and asked, "Are you still running?"

"No, they're eyeing the door to the archives room! That's a thickened security door. Stop them!" The tall policewoman exclaimed, ran over, and blocked the door of the archives room.

When Lao Chang heard this, he said with a bitter look on his face: "Stop making trouble, the door of the archives room is made of iron..."

Huang Sansui breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the ground and shouted: "Come on, do whatever you want, I won't run away anyway! Isn't it just that I used some counterfeit money? What's the matter? Wuwu..."

Later, Huang Sansui touched his nose that was almost gone and cried.

Lao Chang was about to cry, and he said aggrievedly: "It's just a few counterfeit coins, what's the matter?"

At this time, the monk spoke: "Is it about a few counterfeit coins? Ask your hearts, is this really the case?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, subconsciously recalling the past, and pictures emerged in their minds. Almost all of the people who were deceived were roadside stalls, old people who were exposed to the weather and had bad eyesight.

"Their lives are already difficult, and you are adding insult to injury. Is that really okay?" The monk's voice was somewhat ethereal, with a somewhat solemn sound of judgment.

When asked, the two people lowered their heads at the same time. Is it really okay? Of course it's not good! They could avoid this question before, but at this moment, facing the question directly from their hearts, both of them felt guilty and didn't know what to say.

Good. Especially Huang Sansiao. He has always felt a little guilty. Now that he has fully exploded, he collapsed in an instant. Tears flowed down and he whispered: "I was wrong."

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end. If you are persistent, keep hitting the door." Listening to the previous words, the two of them just felt that they were facing a senior monk, a living Buddha. But after hearing the next two sentences, why did their feelings immediately change? But think about it.

The experience of hitting the door made me shiver immediately, my head shook like a rattle, and I kept saying: "I will definitely turn back, I will definitely turn back!"

"Don't look back! I ran away without looking ahead. It's a miracle that I didn't hit you to death. But, I say, brothers, couldn't you leave a door for our police station?" came a voice.

The two of them looked up and saw that the monk standing in front of them was gone. Instead, there was a pretty-looking policewoman with a ponytail. I don't know why, at this moment, in this situation, they saw the ponytail.

The two of them actually had the urge to cry. At the same time, they were surprised to find that the policewoman in the police station was so beautiful! She was like a Bodhisattva...

"Officer, we surrender!" Huang Sansiao shouted.

The policewoman smiled slightly and said: "You are smart. You broke three doors in front of us. Do you think you can still escape? If you can't escape, surrender yourself. It seems you are not mentally ill. Just wait and be punished!"

The two of them were speechless and choked. They didn't want to bump into each other! Thinking of this, the two of them shuddered at the same time. This thing is too supernatural and definitely not simple. Thinking of the monk, the two of them instantly felt like someone was watching them on their heads.

The feeling that if you do something wrong even a little bit, you will be punished.

Thinking of this, the two guys were like chickens pecking at rice, obediently waiting for relief.

Seeing the two guys being so cooperative, the policewoman frowned, shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's just surrender. If you fail, you have to pay!"

"Police sister, we surrendered with counterfeit money..." Although Huang Sansui didn't want to admit it, and although he was still a little scared, when he thought of the bald thief hanging above his head, what if he was still staring at them? So he decisively admitted it.

Wrong, my heart said: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, I don't want to knock on the door anymore!"

Ps: After being transferred to the hospital for a day, my son got a little better, but I ended up with a cold... headache, eye pain, nausea, depression...


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