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Using a hammer to hit me is fine, but not even a finger on Zhang Cheng's finger. This is Jiang Xiaobai's principle.

In fact, Jiang Xiaobai really wanted to settle this matter peacefully, so he did not retaliate after suffering for so long. However, when he heard Zhang Cheng's miserable cries, he could not hold it in anymore.

The two policemen on guard had gone out to watch. A metal seat was equivalent to non-existent.

Jiang Xiaobai used less than three seconds to break the steel hoop and rushed out.

"Yah, why did you come out?" A policeman ran back.

"Who opened it for him?" The black-faced police was also stunned.

"The chair isn't strong, I got it myself!" Jiang Xiaobai's face darkened, and said: "What are the three cannons, and what is Da Si Xi? Which one of you is going to explain it to me?"

Hearing the name, Jiang Xiaobai knew that it was their idea, and thus, his heart was already burning with anger.

I'm not a criminal, I'm not even a criminal suspect.

"Lil 'White, are you hurt? How did they hit you?" Zhang Cheng's face was covered with blood, but he did not care about it at all. He continued to circle around Jiang Xiaobai, afraid that he would see any injuries.

When Zhang Cheng realized that Jiang Xiaobai's shirt had a large hole in it, he became nervous immediately. "This … Did you make this with a knife? "Just what is going on, you …"

Behind him was a small room more than ten meters away. Widow Chen was laughing loudly at first, but soon after, she started to sing.

It was just that her tune was off course and didn't sound that good.

The police officers inside quickly started to show signs of collapse as they begged, "Stop singing, this is not a karaoke!"

Not long later, the police officer who had returned to check rushed out in a fluster and whispered a few words into the dark faced policeman's ear.

"Is there such a thing?" The black-faced policeman looked back at the little house.

He was extremely familiar with the chair and the table. He knew that even a boxing champion would not be able to break free if they were bound by the chair and the table, let alone an ordinary person.

But the truth was right in front of him. Jiang Xiaobai ran out, meaning that the chair was unable to trap him.

There must be something wrong with the chair, or no one will be able to escape!

That was the black-faced policeman's conclusion, and he smiled a little triumphantly.

"Causing trouble at the police station, arresting him, escaping him, damaging public property …" The black-faced policeman walked over with an evil grin on his face and an electric shock rod in his hand. He shouted, "Kid, not only will you have a taste of the three cannons and four giants today, you won't even be able to escape!"

"Pa Pa Pa …" The electric shock rod shot out dazzling electric sparks, which only struck towards Jiang Xiaobai's chest.

However, in just a blink of an eye, the black-faced police's intuition was interrupted, and the electric shock rod in his hand somehow flew into Jiang Xiaobai's hands.

At the same time, the black-faced policeman's right hand was twisted behind his back by a powerful force. He groaned in pain as his upper body bent down.

"Pa Pa Pa …" The jarring sound of the electric shock stick was right above his head.

"Don't move, otherwise I won't be polite!" Jiang Xiaobai controlled the black-faced police with one hand and an electric shock rod with the other. He shouted to the policemen around him: "Get out of the way, don't let me smash his head!"

In the blink of an eye, the situation had reversed, and all the policemen in the vicinity retreated.

"Don't mess around, this is the police station!"

"You're attacking a police officer, the consequences are severe!"

"Quickly put down your weapon and get a lenient punishment!"

It was a mess, the police had never encountered such a situation before. They did not have any ideas, and the words that came out were all used to scare ordinary people.

There was only one police officer, who was over forty years old. Although he was not as tall as a black-faced police officer, he seemed to be at the same level as the black-faced police.

Although this person was also retreating, his black eyes rolled a few times before suddenly stopping. His right hand abruptly grabbed the gun holster on his waist.

No way. He wants to use a gun?

Just at that moment, Jiang Xiaobai fiercely threw the black-faced policeman onto the ground and rushed in front of the middle-aged policeman like lightning.

Reaching out his right hand, he effortlessly snatched the pistol that he had just taken out.

"Comrade Police, it's not time to use a gun yet, is it?" Jiang Xiaobai's left hand grabbed the middle aged policeman's neck and pushed him as well.

"Plop!" Before the middle-aged policeman could react, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Old Chen, what are you doing? Can't you see that I am being controlled by him?" The black-faced policeman coincidentally got up and glared angrily at the middle-aged policeman.

The middle-aged policeman was not one to be outdone. He also got up and glared at the young man, saying, "I was just saving you, don't be stupid!"

"Humph, you should be clear about your thoughts!" The black-faced policeman did not take the chance and shouted, "If I die, how about you take the opportunity to get on the throne? "I'm telling you, there's no way!"

"Why are you slandering me?" The middle-aged policeman was trembling in anger.

In that moment of nervousness, the two of them started to argue. Jiang Xiaobai did not know whether to laugh or cry, the gun in his right hand spinning in a circle, he shouted: "Hey, you two stop arguing, it's not too late to clarify our matter first."

"You … Don't move! " The middle-aged policeman's face turned pale.

"Assault police, seize the gun!" The black-faced cop was even more nervous, he stared at Jiang Xiaobai and subconsciously reached for his waist with his right hand.

He was an expert, and was able to tell that Jiang Xiaobai was someone who had played with guns with a glance.

"Little White, return the gun to them!" Zhang Cheng was too honest, he only knew that stealing from the police was a serious crime, he was so scared that his face turned white.

"Uncle Cheng, don't worry, we won't go on a rampage!" Jiang Xiaobai laughed and said: "Uncle Cheng, you go over to see Yuzhu first. She … It should be fine, right? "

Jiang Xiaobai was also hesitating whether he should fight or not.

If it was just him and Zhang Cheng getting beaten up, then forget it.

But if the Widow Chen was truly bullied by them, then they would give it their all.

There was always a reason behind the grievances and debts. At most, they could just hide in the Northern Song Province and wait to see where they would find him.

Zhang Cheng was also thinking the same way. He understood the nature of Widow Chen far too well, so he shouted loudly, "Yuzhu, don't be rash. "We are all law-abiding citizens, it doesn't matter if we steal it or not. This isn't ancient times, so drilling a plastic shed in the corn field is nothing!"

Jiang Xiaobai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhang Cheng and Jiang Xiaobai both wanted to settle the matter, but Widow Chen did not listen to their wishes, and just as everyone was anxiously looking forward, the alarmed cry of the police came from the room.

"Hey, what are you doing …" I didn't touch you, you... "Aiya, Captain Feng, come quickly!"

"Clang!" The door to the room was pushed open, and Widow Chen rushed in front of Jiang Xiaobai like a gust of wind. She snatched the gun away and raised it high above her head.

"Bam!"

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