Chapter 595： Strong shot

Seeing this, Jiang Hao also turned his head, a little furious and sternly shouted again: "I asked you to let her go, didn't she hear it?"

The old Burmese man insisted: "Take the money and let others go."

"Click!"

In the next second, Jiang Hao shot unceremoniously, and slapped the old Burmese man's wrist.

After a crisp sound, the hand bone that was holding Han Tong was chopped off and drooped directly.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hao hugged Han Tong in his arms.

"what--"

In the next second, a heart-piercing howl resounded through this exhibition hall, and many people here were horrified.

And Han Tong was so scared that he turned around and buried his face in Jiang Hao's arms.

Soon, the surrounding old Burmese comrades yelled, "Call the police and arrest these two damned Chinese people."

"Catch me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hao sneered: "I think you should be arrested for these black businessmen, it is simply ruining the reputation of your country!"

"Young man, you should leave here as soon as possible. The old Burmese police officer will come, and you really can't leave."

Most of the people nearby were Chinese, and one of the older uncles kindly persuaded Jiang Hao to leave here.

Jiang Hao smiled at the uncle: "It's okay, they can't help me, I will send them all in today."

After that, he took out his mobile phone and called Ang Memino directly: "I encountered a little trouble on the public market. You send someone to the exhibition hall on the first floor to help me solve it."

He didn't go to Wu Min, because it was too far away to quench his near thirst. It would take two hours to come here, so he had to call Ang Memino.

After all, she is her own woman, so she can do whatever she wants.

On the phone, Ang Memino said directly: "I'll let people from the gendarmerie come to look for you."

"Okay, I'll wait for them."

Jiang Hao responded and hung up the phone.

Then, he didn't leave here, but looked at Han Tong, who also looked panicked, and explained to her some little knowledge on how to identify jade.

In fact, Jiang Hao is also a layman for identifying jadeite.

But still knows more than Han Tong.

It was also vivid, and Han Tong also listened earnestly.

Ten minutes later, two old Burmese police officers in their thirties came in, holding rubber sticks in their hands, and asked pretentiously: "Who is fighting here?"

The old Burmese man who yelled to call the police before stepped forward and stuffed some money into the hands of an old Burmese police officer, then pointed to Jiang Hao and said, "It's the Chinese man. He interrupted my companion's hand. The woman beside her also cracked the stone of our exhibit."

Taking bribes is also the gray income of some old Burmese police officers, otherwise their salary will not even be enough for food.

The two old Burmese police officers received the benefits, so naturally they had to stand up for the old Burmese man, and they walked towards Jiang Hao with their batons together.

As soon as I arrived near Jiang Hao, I heard an old Burmese police officer shout: "Huaxia, hold your head in your hands and squat down!"

Jiang Hao looked at them, rolled his eyelids, and said coldly, "If you want to catch me, just wait a while."

After another old Burmese police officer listened, regardless of the three or seventy-one, he slammed the rubber stick towards Jiang Hao, cursing and said: "Mama's naughty leather, did you squat down and didn't hear it?" "

"Huh—"

Jiang Hao's eyes were quick, and he shook the rubber stick that had been smashed away. He said with a stern face: "I warn you, dare to insult me ​​again, do my hands on me, I will let you guys go around!"

"court death!"

The old Burmese police officer's authority was challenged, and he was furious. He waved his rubber stick again and smashed it down.

"Nima's!"

Jiang Hao took advantage of the situation and kicked the police officer who didn't know what was good or bad, and then said coldly: "Shame on your face!"

"Wow—"

Soon, the first old Burmese police officer pulled out his gun and pointed it at Jiang Hao, shouting loudly: "Huaxia, put your head in your hands, get down, or I will shoot."

Jiang Hao frowned again, and said with a solemn expression: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? If you dare to shoot me today, I will make you unable to eat!"

At this time, Han Tong persuaded with a worried look: "Husband, let's listen to them, don't actually shoot you!"

Jiang Hao smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, have you forgotten that I am a god? A gun can't help me."

"Also, I have already called for someone to come, and someone will come to help me clean them up in a while!"

Soon, the old Burmese police officer who was kicked by Jiang Hao got up from the ground and rushed up again with his rubber stick.

Grandma, since wearing this suit, no one has dared to beat him.

But I didn't expect to be kicked by a Chinese person today.

This hatred must be reported.

He must be beaten with a stick.

As everyone knows, Jiang Hao has been merciful to him just now.

Otherwise, with Jiang Hao's power, the kick just now can definitely make him spray blood and fall to the ground unable to get up.

Seeing this old Burmese police officer coming towards him again with a rubber stick, Jiang Hao was really helpless.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, he kicked out again, kicking the old Burmese police officer out for the second time.

This time, he added a little bit of strength, so that the old Burmese police officer could not get up again.

"boom!"

The next moment, the old Burmese police officer nearby fired a shot directly at Jiang Hao.

This shot directly scared the people here, screaming constantly, and ran out one after another, not daring to stay here again.

However, after the gunshots, Jiang Hao was unharmed, and Han Tong still stood there peacefully.

"Wow—"

The next second, Jiang Hao flashed and moved, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the hand of the old Burmese police officer holding the gun fell directly to the ground.

"what--"

A moment later, there was a heart-piercing pain again, and blood spurted directly from his broken wrist, making people's hearts horrified.

I have to say that Jiang Hao was really too cruel, and he cut off one of his hands directly.

At this time, some Chinese people were also worried about Jiang Hao.

It's better to say that the old Burmese civilians were injured, but the big deal will be settled with a little money.

But the old Burmese police officer is in trouble because he has to vomit blood!

At this moment, a group of soldiers with guns and live ammunition came in under the leadership of a middle-aged officer. Looking at his armband, they should be members of the military police.

Seeing so many people with guns coming in, Han Tong thought he was here to catch Jiang Hao, and his whole body trembled, shaking in Jiang Hao's arms.

"Don't be afraid, they are my people."

Jiang Hao felt Han Tong's worry, and he also comforted him.

After hearing this, Han Tong was completely relieved.

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