C115 A Complaining Session

"It's only been a few days, and you look like a director.

Let me tell you, about that, the biggest official I've ever seen in the country, Only the sheriff. Now, even a director like him has to call me big brother. . . "

Liang Shuai started talking nonsense from afar.

Adolf had not been in office for long. He was originally an introverted little policeman. Now, he had gone to negotiate with Cyclops. He was full of style and was very experienced.

Xiao Qiangbing coldly snorted. He really wanted to tell him that it was already too late for him to see One-eye Dragon's eyes now.

The one-eyed man was like a wild snake that had just woken up. He pulled his head back and bit Adolf's ear.

In the blink of an eye, Adolf's mind went blank. Subconsciously, he pushed his head back and heard a bang!

The one-eyed man rushed towards him without any regard for his own life. Sparks flew in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt his head sink and he almost fell to the ground.

This guy actually dared to attack law enforcement officers in public!

Mayor Hobson stood up with a whoosh. The machine gun was aimed at One-eye Dragon's chest and stabbed down.

"One-eye Dragon, do you believe me? I'll tell you right now that your stomach is full of holes. . . "

Xiao Qiangbing and the others watched quietly. They could not help but sigh at One-eye Dragon's ferocity. Adolf pushed more than two meters away and rubbed his red eyes. His face was already bruised. He rushed forward and grabbed Hobson's gun. He begged righteously:

"Mayor, don't, don't do this. The bandits will cause a lot of trouble for the government. . . Calm down, calm down. . . "

Xiao Qiangbing had just said the same thing, and now this guy was even more anxious, causing Hobson's hand, which was about to shoot, to hesitate. He angrily pushed the one-eyed dragon with his fist. He angrily sat back down.

"Boss, okay. . . "

"Leader, I admire you. . . "

The bandits beside the one-eyed dragon were not only expressionless, they were also complimenting him in their hearts.

This was the habit of the bandits. In their eyes, there was no law at all. They only knew to obey the words of the leader. If they surrendered, not only would they die, but they would also wish to die happily.

The air was filled with a faint killing intent. No one could predict what would happen in the next second.

Xiao Qiangbing had already revealed his identity as a peacekeeping officer. Although Hobson was rude, he had to pay back what he had said. Therefore, he could only hold back his anger for the time being.

Everyone looked at Xiao Qiangbing. Xiao Qiangbing waved his hand helplessly and said:

"Even if they have committed heinous crimes, they will still have to go through legal trials and get out of here. These things are heartless and unrepentant. "

Lone Wolf Dragon and company left with a huff. All of them were in high spirits.

Just as they reached the door, they heard the fellow say something. The fellow suddenly turned around and threw up on Foster's face.

"Puff!"

A lump of black sticky phlegm hung on Foster's face. The disgusting Foster let out a strange cry. Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht!

This was a living slap to the face.

This was a serious provocation to the police officers!

Everyone looked at Foster, who was wiping a disgusting thing and couldn't find a place to throw it. When they saw the face of his seriously ill steamed bun, which also had pus flowing on it, they immediately made a disgusting sound.

At this moment, a few old men with white beards tremblingly came in.

As soon as they entered the door, an unpleasant smell floated in the hall.

These villagers had a difficult life and did not eat well. They stayed in the mountains all day to pick wild fruits. They wore a set of clothes for many years and inevitably had a musty smell on their bodies.

Adding on the high temperature and poor hygiene, this smell was even more pungent and unpleasant.

Fortunately, Xiao Qiangbing and the others were already used to this. With respect to the locals in their hearts, they immediately welcomed them in an amiable manner.

"Officers, we want to file a complaint. We want to file a complaint against these vicious bandits. " The leading old man was wearing a gray shirt, and he looked quite mature.

Upon hearing that they were going to respond, Xiao Qiangbing cupped his fists and said politely:

"Everyone, speak. "

"Sir, we strongly request that we kill these bandits. They are inhumane and have no humanity at all. The last time I came, I did not take out any money and directly took out five cute goats from my house.

Throw them in the fire. And then. . . " An old man said as he wiped away his tears with his hand that was as dry as tree bark.

That day, some of the bandits rushed into the town and threw the family's goats into the fire to be cooked. They asked the old man to cut the mutton for them to eat.

Before he could finish, another old man spoke.

"Mr. Police, you are the officers of the headquarters. You must uphold justice today. I, this, this. . . . . . " As the old man spoke, he placed a hand on the wound on his shoulder blade and cried out in pain.

He was skinny and seemed to be even thinner than the old Taoist.

Seeing that he had the typical refugee physique, everyone couldn't help but look over.

The old man was wearing a dirty hurdle vest to begin with. With just a glance, he could see clearly:

There was a long incision on his collarbone. His skin was dry and dry. It was pitch black, and one could almost see a deep hole in it.

He was forced by a group of psychotic bandits to record a DV from somewhere.

Tell him to speak ill of the government and praise the Sun God for being able to organize so well and how close the people are.

The old man did not speak good Mandarin and English. The bandit soldiers stabbed the knife into his bones and forced him to record the video with a smile.

The old man was just pitiful just now. When he talked about the horrible situation back then, he was so scared that he trembled and sobbed silently.

"Why didn't these damn fellows die back then, but now they got what they wanted. Inhumane. . . " Xiao Qiangbing's eyes slowly narrowed into a straight line, and he saw Foster all of a sudden.

Foster lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. His gaze drifted as he looked at his feet, and beads of sweat appeared on his lowered forehead.

All signs indicated that his terrifying bread feet definitely had something to hide. Xiao Qiangbing wanted to ask, but he heard another complaint.

"My two sons are gone. It's all because of the devil bandits. " A middle-aged man pounded his chest heavily as he spoke.

His experience was even more bizarre and cruel.

He had two 15-16 years old sons, and the eldest son was unwilling to join the bandit army. The bandit leader bewitched the second son and fed him drugs, alcohol, and then carried out all kinds of perverted brainwashing.

He watched as Second Brother killed his brother to train his courage and then took him away to join the bandits. From then on, Second Brother never came back.

As she listened to these tragic stories that could not be replicated, Fang Yitong's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She raised her sharp chin and her face was filled with anger.

The old Taoist priest stood at the door with a solemn expression. He had clearly lost his composure. It was as if he had just witnessed a horrifying tragedy. With an expressionless face, he pressed his hand tightly on Wolf Head's head.

Monkey "Wukong" shook his little head. Looking at everyone's faces, he racked his brain to think of what exactly had happened.

At that moment, Xiao Qiangbing began to let his imagination run wild.

"This, this, how can these people be like this? If they want to kill someone, then kill them. Why is it so cruel? What exactly are their thoughts?

Harden people for fun? Or. . .

I regret it so much. How could I let them go back then? If I had to do it again, I have countless ways to make them live until now. "