Chapter 203： Witch violence

Chapter 203 Witch Violence

Guan Guoqing's heart trembled fiercely, and a violent atmosphere suddenly broke out in his heart. He suddenly gained a little more strength in his hands, and with all his strength, he was about to fall on Li Tianchen's knee with his baton.

Li Tianchen sat there motionlessly, his right hand originally trapped by the iron hoop suddenly flashed out like a snake, and appropriately grabbed the baton that hit his knee.

Guan Guoqing felt that this effort of doing his best seemed to have failed, and his palm suddenly lighted, and the baton was already out of his control, and the next moment the baton was hit by Li Tianchen's backhand on Guan Guoqing's heart.

Suddenly a sharp pain came from his heart, and Guan Guoqing felt that his heart was struck by lightning. A burst of unspeakable pain came along with a heavy suffocation.

"Ho~"

Guan Guoqing couldn't breathe unexpectedly at this moment, there was a low and hoarse gasp in his throat, his face changed tragically, and he looked at Li Tianchen in horror.

"you……"

Guan Guoqing's mouth kept opening and closing, but the sound in his throat could not be heard.

Li Tianchen smiled faintly, tear gas did not have any effect on him. Just now, he used true qi to isolate the smoke from the body without inhaling half of it, and he also silently urged his spiritual consciousness, shutting the monitoring room to Guoqing and Huo Xinghan. The little trick of the investigation is clearly detected.

In this confinement room, Guan Guoqing is simply the fat sheep who delivered him to the door. If he didn't do anything to give him a bit of pain, he was simply sorry for his painstaking efforts.

Li Tianchen's finger lightly touched and landed on Guan Guoqing's head.

Definite soul!

A ray of true energy instantly entered Guan Guoqing's mind.

Guan Guoqing's body was suddenly shaken, his face was stiff, his eyes lost his expression, no expressions or emotions were revealed, just like a vegetable.

With a light sneer, Li Tianchen urged the ray of true energy, and the power of the soul-fixing finger burst out instantly. Guan Guoqing burst into a low and painful roar, his body curled up to the ground, and his face was violently convulsed. Fear, pain, etc.

Confinement outside.

Huo Xinghan leaned his ear to the door, listening to the movement inside. When he heard the low scream, his brows flew up, revealing a sly smile.

"It seems that Shao Guan is having a great time, so I can rest assured!"

Wang Jun looked worried, and said in a low voice, "Director, will this cause a big problem?"

Huo Xinghan glared at him, and scolded: "What can go wrong? As long as it doesn't kill people, there will be Xue family suppressed, nothing will happen. Also, you can assume that this hasn't happened, do you understand? "

Wang Jun smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "The subordinates understand that it is not easy for this young master to come to our port city. I am afraid you will be promoted again this time."

Huo Xinghan smiled triumphantly, patted his shoulder and said: "It's early, but as long as Guan Shao has a good time, climbing up will be easier in the future. You guys work hard and you will benefit from it in the future."

Wang Jun was overjoyed and bowed and said, "Thank you, Director."

"You are here to guard, when Guan Shao is enough to play, you call me, I will go back and rest for a while."

Huo Xinghan told Wang Jun, with his hands behind his back, he swaggered towards his office.

Wang Jun shook his head and sighed. Hearing the horrible hum from the confinement room, he muttered depressedly: "These **** rich second generations, rich people, if it weren't for the wife and children of the family, I really want to get out of this body. Skin, it's so **** useless under this old bastard."

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was scorching in the sky, and the air was full of fiery atmosphere.

It was still a busy and unusual day for the City West Sub-bureau of Hong Kong City. The number of police cars coming in and out of the gate gradually increased.

In the guard room, the fan-blowing guardian Qiu Hong had a cheap cigarette in his mouth, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the road outside the gate from time to time. He had a chat with a policeman who had just taken time to drink. .

"Huh~"

Qiu Hong suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure walking in at the door. After he was stunned, he hurriedly said loudly: "Hey, girl, this is the police station, what are you doing? Come and register!"

The little girl was petite and exquisite, as if she was twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing ordinary hot pants. She had a pair of slender and white legs that looked very beautiful. She wore a light gray camisole with her upper body and her small white arms exposed, and her head was simply tied. With long hair, with the brisk pace, gently flicking in the back of his head.

Hearing Qiu Hong's shout, the little girl stopped abruptly, flicked her hair, and turned her head.

A pretty and moving face, big eyes, black and white, and beautiful features, like a pretty doll from a cartoon, but her pretty face is very solemn at this moment, and her eyes are shooting out of her eyes. , The majestic and amazing Hanmang.

Qiu Hong was swept away by her gaze, and shivered for no reason in this midsummer season.

Secretly muttered, this little girl is so weird.

The little girl was Chen Lingling who came after hearing the news, her rosy lips outlined a strange smile, and she walked lightly in front of Qiu Hong, "Where is Huo Xinghan?"

Qiu Hong couldn't help feeling that the chill just now wasn't true. He straightened his body and suddenly thought of Chen Lingling's questioning. He was surprised: "Huo Xinghan? Are you looking for Director Huo?"

"Yes." Chen Lingling asked: "Where is the other person?"

Qiu Hong looked at Chen Lingling weirdly, wondering if such a pretty little girl is Director Huo's daughter? But I never heard that she has a daughter.

If it weren't for a daughter, how could such a pretty little girl call her by her name and come to her door? Could it be...Mistress?

At this moment, Qiu Hong flashed a few thoughts, and quickly piled up a smile, "Director Huo, he is so busy every day, I can't tell you, girl, you can call and ask."

"Maybe still in the office."

The policeman standing at the door drinking water casually said: "I just arrested a few people at noon today. It is said that they committed a very serious matter. Director Huo personally interrogated him. I just came downstairs and saw him in the office."

Chen Lingling's eyes flashed sharply and asked cleanly, "Where is his office?"

Seeing that Chen Lingling was not at all polite, the police suddenly became alert and hesitating, when a cold light flashed in Chen Lingling's eyes, he suddenly felt a little in his heart and blurted out: "408."

"Thank you."

Chen Lingling spoke cleanly, turned around, walked into the police station building, got on the elevator, and went straight to 408.

Looking at Chen Lingling's back, the policeman suddenly regretted, why did he speak quickly.

After looking at each other with Qiu Hong, the two smiled bitterly, and then the police hurriedly left.

Room 408, Police Station.

Huo Xinghan took off his coat and sat in the office leisurely, with Erlang's legs tilted up, smoking a cigarette with a smile.

"Hey, a stinky guy with a little medical skill, dare to fight the Guan family and Xue family. I really don’t know how to write the dead words. If this is done, I may be transferred to the provincial capital of Jiangning and leave here. small city."

Thinking of the bright and bright future in the future, Huo Xinghan was proud and hummed happily.

"Peng!"

Suddenly, the office door burst open suddenly, and the fragments fell apart.

Huo Xinghan was shocked, his **** slipped from the chair, and his feet were upside down. He was also a policeman for more than ten years. He hurriedly got up from the ground, grabbed the pistol in the drawer, and pointed nervously at the broken. At the door, there was almost no shouting to attack the police.

The dust was filled and gradually dispersed, a slender, petite and graceful figure walked in slowly through the broken door.