Hearing the conversation between two policemen, Chen Yang could not imagine how hateful these policemen were. They framed innocent people, beat the old people and hoodwinked their superiors. These policemen were inferior to bandits.
"Boy, I ask you, did you kill the nine people who died in the abandoned mine warehouse?"
The fat man gave a vicious roar and looked at Chen Yang with his eyes wide open. The baton in his hand banged on the iron table, making a clanging sound, which was particularly harsh in the closed interrogation room.
Obviously, fat cops are more professional than thin cops.
Chen Yang calmly a smile, nodded: "yes."
What, is it?!
A fat and a thin policeman was stunned. They couldn't believe their ears. They thought about many kinds of answers, but they didn't think Chen Yang would admit it so simply.
The next routine, which should have been a threat, would have been a trick, but the other side admitted it directly. What should we do?
This boy, he doesn't play according to the routine.
"Damn it, fight first." The fat policeman scolded, pointed his baton at Chen Yang and said with a smile: "boy, if you want to blame yourself, you should blame yourself for not knowing your face. You dare to offend our Liao Suo. I tell you, Liao Suo is the person valued by director Ma of the Municipal Bureau. If you offend him, you will die."
"Listen to you, Liao Suo seems to be very good. I don't know if he can beat Superman." Chen Yang leaned back in his chair with his legs up, but he didn't take the threat seriously.
That fat policeman looked at Chen Yang leisurely appearance, this small eyes narrowed into a line, yin and Yang strange airway: "I tell you, no matter who you are, you are dead today."
The thin policeman stood up and said, "boy, since you have admitted the crime of killing nine people, I won't embarrass you. I'll give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and call us three grandfathers, and then sign the confession, we won't embarrass you. And when team Liao comes over later, I'll let him do it gently. "
"You give me a chance?" Chen Yang sneered and said coldly, "just like this, I'll give you two a chance. You can roll three times on the ground naked and call me ancestor. I'll spare you a dog's life."
"Grass Mud Horse, dare to play with us!" The thin policeman yelled, grabbed the baton and quickly walked over to Chen Yang, saying: "I must make you kneel down and kowtow today, otherwise I don't have the surname of Wang."
"Not Wang, but Chen. Anyway, I'm your ancestor."
Chen Yang's relaxed face is in sharp contrast to the ferocious appearance of the police.
Thin police waving batons, toward Chen Yang's chest hit, very fierce.
Although the surface of the baton is rubber, there is a steel tube in the middle. If the baton is smashed with all its strength, without any defense, the sternum will be broken and the internal organs will be damaged.
"You are still so arrogant when you are handcuffed. Now it's too late to regret it."
The thin policeman's face showed a ferocious smile, and his nerves showed abnormal excitement when he thought of the picture of Chen Yang spitting blood and begging for mercy.
And the fat policeman seemed to feel that this was not enough. He took out a big hammer hidden in the iron cabinet next to him and planned to clean up the innocent boy.
Seeing that the baton was about to fall on Chen Yang, suddenly, with a bang, the thin policeman flew out without warning and hit the wall with a loud bang. The wall showed a spider like crack, which showed the strength.
Poof.
The thin policeman spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell to the ground. His baton fell to the ground and rolled for a distance. Then he stopped.
He looked at Chen Yang with a look of fear. He saw that Chen Yang's right foot was raised high and he was kicking him. But just now, he didn't see how Chen Yang got out of his feet.
And the kick broke at least five of his ribs, causing his teeth to tremble.
"It's unprofessional of you to extort a confession by torture with such a little skill."
Chen Yang slowly put down his feet and put his hands in front of him. The handcuffs had already been broken by him, but he just didn't throw them away.
Two policemen looked at the twisted handcuffs on the ground. They were sweating on their forehead. How much strength does it take to do this? Is this boy still human?
The fat policeman, who wanted to jump on him, felt his throat dry and gulped down his saliva, but he didn't have the courage to beat Chen Yang. His hand holding the hammer was shaking.
Chen Yang stood up, wriggled his lower arm, walked towards the thin police, looked down at each other, and said in a cold voice, "I hate people threatening me most. No matter who it is, I can't do it."
With that, he stepped on the thin policeman's left arm. With a click, the thin policeman's bone broke and gave a shrill scream. His face turned red with pain. His eyes were full of fear when he looked at Chen Yang.
He only felt that the young man's eyes were cold and calm, as if he had stepped on a worm instead of a human.
"I'm sorry, I read it wrong. It seems that you were holding the baton with your right hand."
At this time, Chen Yang cold not Ding said a sentence, scared the thin police heart to jump out, too late to beg for mercy, the right arm was also Chen Yang foot crushed.Standing next to the fat police to see this scene, he has been silly, in the police station for such a long time, he has not met such a ruthless person, casually two feet to trample off the person's arm.
"Stop, I I'll charge you with assaulting the police. "
Fat police to Chen Yang's back, trembling, see Chen Yang back, he quickly took out a pistol pointed at Chen Yang, cheered: "holding the head squatting on the ground, otherwise I shot."
With a gun in hand, the fat man suddenly felt safe and scolded: "Damn, it's so cruel. If you want to try, is it your fist or my gun?"
Chen Yang looked at the black muzzle of the gun in the hands of the fat policeman, dumbfounded, a pistol would like to hold "God", this is a joke with God.
"Who am I provoking today? I was ambushed by * * and Bai Dao pointed a gun at me. Am I in a bad time?"
Chen Yang murmured to himself, directly ignoring the pistol of the fat policeman, walked slowly towards the other side and said: "you'd better put down the gun. You know, the pistol is easy to go off."
"Go with your mother's fire."
The fat cop yelled and plucked up the courage to pull the trigger.
But in a flash, Chen Yang flashed in front of him with an arrow step and pressed his pistol down. With a bang, the bullet came out and hit his own thigh.
Fat police screamed, fell to the ground, pistol also fell in the hands of Chen Yang.
"As I said, pistols can easily go off. Why don't you listen to me?"
Chen Yang played with the pistol, turned it, pointed to the left hand of the fat policeman, and said calmly: "you shot just now, is it your left hand?"
The fat policeman shivered and said, "no, it's right Ah My left hand You have the wrong number... "
Before he finished speaking, Chen Yang had shot through his left palm, then pointed the muzzle to his right palm, pulled the trigger with a bang, with a harmless smile on his face and said: "sorry, I have a bad memory."
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