Chapter 789

Whoosh!

Chu Jiang's right hand is the same as the sound of breaking the air.

Next second.

Zhao Donglin felt a sharp pain in his palm, accompanied by a strong impact.

Ding!

Under the action of strong inertia, Zhao Donglin could not stop, his palm was nailed on the wall!

No, to be exact, it's not a sharp weapon. It's just a pen.

Yes, it's a pen that Chu Jiang signed just now. Now it's turned into a sharp weapon.

The wall was made of concrete. Ordinary people could not insert a dagger into the wall, but Chu Jiang shot a pen through the crack of Zhao Donglin's palm bone, and nailed his palm to the wall.

It's no longer something terrible that can be done, that can be described.

Unless it's Magic!

"Ah

Zhao Donglin screamed out, ten fingers even pain, pain he really can't stand.

Blood kept pouring out of his hands. It looked bloody.

And that gun, it's already on the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Donglin, as long as a little move that palm, immediately spread boundless pain, because the width of the pen is just stuck in the bone seam, move between, the pen and flesh will have intimate contact, let a person tooth acid.

It is true to say that the more fierce a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

At the moment, Zhao Donglin can actually pull out his pen with his left hand and fight with Chu Jiang, but he I haven't had the courage for a long time.

Or when he saw Chu Jiang clean up his two men, he didn't have the courage.

What's more, at the moment, he saw a pen. After passing through Chu Jiang's hand, it became harder and sharper than a dagger.

Although Zhao Donglin certainly does not believe in magic, as the deputy leader of the criminal investigation team, he has been in the society for a long time and naturally understands that there is something called Neijin in this society.

Is This is the legendary inner strength?

At the moment, in the interrogation room, three policemen, two of whom have been knocked unconscious, one of whom is nailed to the wall, dare not move, and the whole room is full of bloody smell.

In Zhao Donglin's eyes of hate and fear, Chu Jiang slowly came to him and patted his distorted face because of pain.

"I don't know how you people became policemen!"?! What if I can't be a policeman? " Chu Jiang frowned, seemed to ask Zhao Donglin, seemed to talk to himself.

Zhao Donglin's face was sweating with pain. His arm was almost completely numb, and his whole body couldn't keep tight due to too much detachment.

But as soon as he relaxed, his arm collapsed, and the flesh and bone of his palm once again had intimate contact with the pen.

He almost fainted in pain!

If you can't be a policeman, this guy doesn't want to kill himself, does he?

When Zhao Donglin thought of this, he was a little out of his wits and said, "you You Don't mess around, I warn you, in China, killing people will pay for their lives! "

Chu Jiang's face was expressionless, watching this guy's poor performance.

"Although I Did something wrong, but I'm not guilty to death. " Zhao Donglin was staring at by Chu Jiang and felt that his face and teeth were trembling, but in order to survive, he had to summon up courage.

"Well, I saw that you are familiar with this kind of work. It seems that it's not the first time for you to do it. That's how your rate of solving cases is! " Chu Jiang shook his head and said with a cold smile, "it's nothing for you to do a job like this, but do you know how many families you've destroyed behind your back? How dare you have the face to say that you can't die of your own sin?"

"Bang!"

After Chujiang finished, he punched Zhao Donglin in the stomach.

"Ah

Zhao Donglin screamed, he felt his stomach was broken, a mouth, a big saliva will spit out.

Thanks to Chu Jiang hiding fast, otherwise he would spray his face!

Spitting, a stomachache, a pain may not matter, but Zhao Donglin's body was Chujiang a punch, bent over, palm and pen stroke pulled, pain he bared his teeth.

"What are you What do you want to do? " Zhao Donglin asked in great fear.

"Damn, it's really retarded. How can you solve a case like this?" Chujiang said with a smile, "did you always rely on your work to solve the cases before. As I said just now, I just don't want you to continue to be police officers, because you don't deserve to wear this uniform. "

Chu Jiang said while picking up a baton.

"You..." Zhao Donglin's eyes soared and his terror reached the limit. At the moment, he already knew what Chu Jiang was going to do, "please Don't Ah

One, two, three!

Under the baton, Zhao Donglin's knee has been completely comminuted fracture, the next half of his life must be spent in a wheelchair."If I had known that, why should I have done it in the first place?" Chu Jiang's expression does not change.

When Zhao Donglin couldn't even faint in pain, the door of the interrogation room was knocked. It seems that Liu bureau can't wait.

Chujiang light smile, and then went to open the door.

The door opened, but Liu Meng didn't see Zhao Donglin's face as scheduled. Instead, he saw In his view of Liu Meng, Chu Jiang's face should have been abused half dead.

"You You What about Zhao Donglin and them? " When Liu Meng saw Chu Jiang's smiling face, he panicked and asked.

"Come in, please Chu River Guest airway, just like welcome Miss welcome distinguished guests.

"Liu Ju Help me When Zhao Donglin saw Liu Meng come in, he seemed to see the Savior. You know, Liu Meng is the deputy director of the District Bureau. No matter how hard he drags, he doesn't dare to fight against the deputy director.

"Ah, you..." Toward Zhao Donglin's cry, Liu Meng found that Zhao Donglin was nailed in the corner by something, and the other two had already passed out.

The whole interrogation room seems to have turned into a bloody hell.

In particular, the bloody breath made Liu Menggen, who had not been on the front line for a long time, unable to breathe normally.

"Bang!"

I don't know whether the door of the interrogation room was closed by the wind or by Chujiang.

Just as the door closed, Liu Meng's face changed greatly.

"You Who is it? " Liu Meng looks at Chu Jiang in horror. One person can fight three people, and Zhao Donglin still has a gun in his hand. From any angle, such a person is a terrible enemy.

At first, he was frightened, but after all, he was the vice Bureau. He had seen a lot of big scenes. Then he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Liu Bureau, you don't even know who I am, so you rush to fight me. Is it a bit too hasty?" Chu River light mouth way.

Liu Meng stares at Chu Jiang's face, and a cold air rises from his feet.

Of course, this does not mean that Liu Meng knows Chu Jiang, but that he feels a little familiar flavor, a flavor only found in people who have killed a lot of people.