Chapter 789

Whoosh!

Chu Jiang's right hand was the same as a broken sound.

Next second.

Zhao Donglin felt a sharp pain coming from his palm, which was accompanied by a strong impact.

Ding!

Under the influence of strong inertia, Zhao Donglin couldn't stop it at all, and his palm was nailed to the wall by a sharp weapon!

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

Yes, it's a pen just signed by Chu Jiang. Now it turns 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 across the air, which not only passed through the bone seam of Zhao Donglin's palm, but also nailed his palm to the wall.

This is no longer what the power of terror can do, can be described.

Unless it's... Magic!

"Ah!"

Zhao Donglin screamed out, and his fingers were in pain, which made him really unbearable.

Blood kept pouring out of his palm, which looked quite bloody.

The gun had already fallen to the ground.

At the moment, Zhao Donglin, as long as he moved the palm a little, he immediately felt boundless pain, because the width of the pen was just stuck between the bones. If he moved between them, the pen would have a close contact with the bones and flesh, which made people's teeth sour.

It is true that the fiercer a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

At the moment, Zhao Donglin, in fact, can pull out his pen with his left hand and fight with Chu Jiang, but he... Has long lost this courage.

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

Besides, at this moment, he saw that there was only a pen. After passing the hand of Chu Jiang, it turned out to be harder and sharper than a dagger.

Although Zhao Donglin certainly doesn't believe in magic, as the vice captain of the criminal investigation team, he has been in society for a long time, and naturally understands that there is something called inner strength in this society.

Is... This the legendary inner strength?

At this moment, in the interrogation room, three policemen, two of whom had been knocked unconscious, and one of whom was nailed to the wall, dared not move, and the room was full of bloody breath.

In Zhao Donglin's hate and fear eyes, Chu Jiang slowly walked up to him and patted his face distorted by pain.

"I don't know how you guys became policemen?! if you want to make you unable to become policemen, what should I do?" Chu Jiang frowned, as if asking Zhao Donglin, as if talking to himself.

Zhao Donglin's face was sweating with pain, and his arm was almost completely numb. Because the force was too strong, the whole body could not maintain a tight state.

But as soon as he loosened, his arm collapsed, and the bones and flesh of his palm made close contact with the pen again.

He almost fainted in pain!

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

Zhao Donglin thought of this, suddenly a little out of his mind, trembling 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, looking at this guy's clumsy performance.

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

"Yes, I saw that you were familiar with this kind of forced work just now. It seems that you are not doing it for the first time. Is that how you get your case solving rate!" Chu Jiang shook his head and said with a cold smile, "it's nothing for you to do such a job once, but do you know how many families you have destroyed behind your back, and how dare you have the face to say that you are not guilty to death?!"

"Bang!"

After Chu Jiang finished speaking, he punched Zhao Donglin in the stomach.

"Ah!"

Zhao Donglin screamed. He felt that his stomach had been broken. He opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of saliva.

Fortunately, Chu Jiang hid quickly, otherwise he would have sprayed his face!

Spit a saliva, stomach pain, a pain may be nothing, but Zhao Donglin's body was punched by Chu Jiang, he bent over, his palm and the pen edge scratched and pulled, and the pain made him show his teeth.

"What on earth... Do you want to do?" Zhao Donglin asked in great fear.

"Shit, it's really retarded. How can you solve a case like you!" Chu Jiang said with a smile, "didn't you solve cases by coercion in the past? In fact, as I just said, I just don't want you to continue to be policemen, because you don't deserve to wear this uniform."

Chu Jiang picked up a baton as he spoke.

"You..." Zhao Donglin's eyes skyrocketed, and his terror reached the limit. At this 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 shattered, and he must spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

"If I had known this, why did I have to do it?" Chu Jiang's expression remained unchanged.

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

Chu Jiang smiled faintly, then walked over and opened the door.

The door opened, but Liu Meng didn't see Zhao Donglin's face as scheduled, but saw... A face of Chu Jiang that should have been abused half to death in his Liu Meng's idea.

"You... You... Zhao Donglin and them?" Seeing Chu Jiang's smiling face, Liu Meng was extremely frightened and asked.

"Please come in!" Chu Jiang's guest channel is just like the welcome Miss greeting the 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. This guy won't dare to fight the deputy director again.

"Ah, you..." shouted at Zhao Donglin. Liu Meng found that Zhao Donglin was nailed to the corner by something, and the other two had passed out.

The whole interrogation room seemed to become 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!"

The door of the interrogation room was closed by the wind or by Chu Jiang.

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

"Who are you...?" Liu Meng looked at Chu Jiang in horror. One person can deal with three people, and Zhao Donglin still had a gun in his hand. From what point of view, such a person is a terrible enemy.

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

"Liu Ju, you don't even know who I am, so you rush to fight me. Is it a little too hasty?" Chu Jiang said faintly.

Liu Meng stared at Chu Jiang's face, and a cold air rose 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 that only people who have killed many people have.