Yehaoxuan rushed towards him like a gust of wind. Before the policeman aimed, he rushed to him. Then he grabbed his pistol with his own hands and gently everything around his neck. The policeman fell to the ground.

Then he kicked out a chair. Another man fell to the ground. Yehaoxuan threw away the handcuffs and ran to the table.

Yehaoxuan grabs his cell phone and connects.

"Brother, where are you?"

Yuanhao's anxious tone came from the phone.

"What's the matter, say?" Yehaoxuan asked.

"It's all right. Mr. Wang took your medicine. He's all right. Now the head said he wanted to see you. Where are you now?"

"Don't move, put the gun down..."

At this time, a group of police from Hula came in. They were all like enemies. Five or six black pistols pointed at ye haoxuan. The support called by the two policemen just now had arrived.

"I... I'm afraid you'll have to come to the police station to see me." Yehaoxuan smiled bitterly, hung up the phone, then raised his hands and threw his pistol aside.

Immediately, two policemen pointed guns at ye haoxuan and rushed up, handcuffing him with their backhands.

As it was a period of severe crackdown for some time, and there were some unstable factors in the society, every policeman was like a great enemy and directly treated yehaoxuan as a mob.

As a result, the police simply found the pistol that Chenruoxi gave him from yehaoxuan, and directly sent an armed police squadron to escort yehaoxuan directly to the General Administration, so they almost didn't send troops.

Now yehaoxuan's certificate has been handed in, which means that he is holding a gun illegally. What can he say except a wry smile?

In an interrogation room surrounded by an iron barrel in the police station, a policeman is interrogating yehaoxuan in detail.

The matter has become so big that yehaoxuan has to try to explain the origin of the gun, and try to convince the police that he is just a traditional Chinese medicine, that he is just self-defense, and that the assistant policemen are just illegally detained.

"It seems you don't want to be honest."

A policeman in his thirties slapped his notes on the table. He had seen someone with a hard tongue, but he hadn't seen one like ye haoxuan. He was suspected of assaulting the police, reselling cultural relics, and hiding guns. It was his good luck that he didn't shoot this guy on the spot. Now he still denies it.

But what made the policeman speechless was that yehaoxuan's transcript was flawless, and what he said seemed reasonable.

"What I said is the truth. If you don't believe me, you can go to the capital sanatorium for verification." Yehaoxuan said helplessly.

The reason why he attacked the police before was that he was afraid that Wang Lao's condition would change, so he couldn't wait to rob his mobile phone. Unexpectedly, he was treated as a mob.

The policeman's mouth twitched, NIMA, the capital sanatorium? Are you playing Laozi? Where is the capital sanatorium? Not to mention that he is a policeman, even if he is the chief of the Bureau, he may not be able to get in without special instructions.

Just when they were in a stalemate, a policeman in his twenties came in. The policeman was very young, less than 30 years old, but it was amazing that his police rank was already three-level inspector.

There are only two possibilities. One is that he has outstanding ability, so he is promoted quickly. The other is that he has a thick family background, so he has this position at such a young age.

"Captain."

The policeman quickly stood up and saluted the policeman.

The visitor waved his hand, then sat opposite yehaoxuan and asked, "did you find anything?"

"No, the boy is very hard spoken." The policeman shook his head.

"Are you from Qingyuan?"

Picking up yehaoxuan's notes, the visitor lit a cigarette and asked leisurely.

"It's all clearly written on it." Yehaoxuan said expressionless.

"Do you know that your problem is so serious that we can kill you on the spot?" The policeman glanced at yehaoxuan and said.

"I said it was just a misunderstanding, and your assistant police officer was illegally detained first. Do you believe it?" Yehaoxuan said.

"It's not convincing. You said that you attacked the police and robbed the mobile phone just to care about an old general's condition. It seems that there is no substantive reason for this." Police road.

"That's the fact. You can go to the capital sanatorium for verification." Yehaoxuan said helplessly.

"Of course I'll prove it. Then explain the origin of the gun." The policeman pointed to the pistol found from yehaoxuan.

"I used to have a gun license." Yehaoxuan said.

"But we have checked your file, and there is no special identity." Asked the policeman.

"That's because you're not good enough." Yehaoxuan said.

"Boy, you are dying. Dishonesty, do you know who this is? Our criminal captain, a new star in the police world, no criminal can escape from the palm of the criminal captain."

The policeman on one side lost no time in flattering the young inspector.

"You say I'm not good enough?" Xing Sicheng was a little angry at first. He checked and found out that ye haoxuan was just a common people and his family was from Qingyuan. However, he had no criminal record before. This time, the trouble was very big.

"Yes... Your director general should have this level, but he should be authorized by his superiors." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"Send it to the psychiatric department for identification." Xing Sicheng laughed angrily. He shook his head to sort out the documents in front and was about to leave.

"Seriously, you should contact the sanatorium in the capital. There is an old general who can't afford to delay his illness." Yehaoxuan said.

"Are you the only one in the world who is a doctor? You should clarify your problems first." Xing Sicheng glanced at yehaoxuan, and then said with great interest, "are you good at fighting?"

"I've learned a few fists." Yehaoxuan said gloomily that this time he had no backstage at all. He was desperately trying to find a way to save himself.

"I have also learned a few times. Let me give you a chance. I will compete with you. If you can beat me, I will help you contact the sanatorium." Xing Sicheng Dao.

"Are you sure?" Yehaoxuan glanced at him.

To tell the truth, Xing Sicheng looks like a tough guy. He walks solidly and has some Kung Fu. But he really can't compare with ye haoxuan. This guy may be a police star held by the police station. He is used to peaceful days. He wants to find some stimulation.

"Of course." Xing Sicheng laughed.

"Call more people. I'm afraid you'll deny it." Yehaoxuan smiled.

"OK, call all you can." Xing Sicheng ordered.

"Yes, captain..." the policeman ran out excitedly. For yehaoxuan, he could only say that he didn't know what to do. Who was the captain of the punishment team? He has been the champion of the Beijing Armed Police competition for three consecutive years. He has solid Sanda skills. Otherwise, he would not have been promoted to the third rank of police inspector at such a young age.

After a while, sevenoreight policemen rushed in. They heard that Xing Sicheng was going to compete with others. Everyone's eyes were shining with excitement.

These policemen are all able to fight. They all have positions in the police force. The police station where yehaoxuan is located is Xicheng Branch. This branch is the most able to fight among the large branches. Even the people in the general bureau are ashamed of themselves, so they are all militants.

"Untie his handcuffs." Xing Sicheng ordered.

"OK." A little policeman is excited to untie ye haoxuan's handcuffs. Although ye haoxuan was previously identified as a mob, there are so many experts here. Are you afraid he might slip away?

"Come on, I'll give you three moves." Xing Sicheng takes off his police uniform and waves to yehaoxuan.

"Come with you." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

Arrogant, this guy is too arrogant. This is what everyone thinks.

Who is Xing Sicheng? A rising star in the police world, although this has something to do with his background, his own ability is still good. The black belt six forging is definitely not comparable to the ordinary airs.

"You are arrogant..."

Not only Xing Sicheng, but also other people stared at ye haoxuan angrily. The boy was too arrogant. Did he think he was a bump man? The eight policemen present are all experts in the Bureau. Any one of them can lay down the boy.

"Let's go. I want to see how good you can play." Xing Sicheng snorted coldly and threw his police uniform aside.

"Are you sure this isn't an assault?" Yehaoxuan asked cautiously.

"Of course not. Besides, you just attacked the police and grabbed the gun, which is enough for you to give a heavy sentence. Are you afraid of another attack?" Xing Sicheng Dao.

"Well, are you sure you won't let them come together?" Yehaoxuan nodded.

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

With a cold snort, Xing Sicheng rushed forward and shouted loudly. He jumped up from the ground. In mid air, he spun a beautiful body and gave yehaoxuan a side kick.

It has to be said that Xing Sicheng still has a few brushes. He has a good timing. His leg muscles are very explosive. With this kick, he once disabled a fugitive felon.

Yehaoxuan didn't take any action. He just stepped back and turned to one side slightly.

Yehaoxuan has a mysterious skill, and he is naturally formed in every movement and silence. Although Xing Sicheng's foot is very explosive, and the timing is very accurate, it has been kicked out.

Xing Sicheng was slightly surprised. In his eyes, ye haoxuan seemed to be standing where he was, but he didn't know why he kicked empty. Fortunately, he responded quickly. When his foot fell to the ground, he turned around and kicked at ye haoxuan again.

Xing Sicheng's ability is relatively good. His movements are stable, his legs are changeable, and his skills are very mature. His rapid response alone is not comparable to that of an ordinary black belt.

Yehaoxuan retreated slightly again. He seemed to draw a slight movement, which made Xing Sicheng fail.

Xing Sicheng started a round of stormy attacks. As a black belt, he has a very strong sense of attack and often makes his opponents unprepared.

"Weak, too weak."

Yehaoxuan shook his head. As soon as he grasped it, he just grasped Xing Sicheng's fist in his hand.