C35 Where Did the First Criminal Go?

These words are the ugliest faces he can recall of those immoral officials. Since he had thought of it, he might as well return it with his teeth.

Anyone could tell that the more unruly and unruly he was, the more it meant that he knew where Ma Ke had gone.

There was really nothing he could do about it, Charles said with a straight face. It looked like he was hesitating. Should he lower his head and beg Xiao Qiangbing? In the face of such a matter, Niles decided to give in. Then came a burst of good words. It was him who had worked overtime last night again. His blood pressure was high, and he was unwilling to speak. Wasn't there a difference between the inside and the outside? He was planning to control the person first. Then he came over to thank him. Wait. Yunyun, that was a good thing to say. He had to put in a lot of effort.

Xiao Qiangbing felt that it was about time. He put on a posture as if he was an adult who had never seen a villain. He pretended to think for a while, looked around, looked at the door, and then looked at the window. He immediately realized the problem. He was wearing one shoe, but the other one was missing.

He looked at his foot and sniffed it. He said, "Old Ni, it's okay to look for someone. I should have some hope in finding this Ma Ke. I can't, I can't. I'll look for him barefooted. "

This time, it was lively. Just a moment ago, Niles and Tyson had turned a blind eye to Xiao Qiangbing and his group of folk saviors. If they hadn't expected this, not only would they have worked for nothing, they might have even mocked him. After a while, it was better now. They had to find shoes for him.

This guy was handsome and good at martial arts, but at the same time, he also had the problem of most men. His feet were smelly.

Especially those who trained all year round. They wanted their feet to be as fresh as a woman's. Wasn't that bullsh * t?

The group of police officers split into two groups. The group of police officers escorted the criminals to the corridor. Two meters per person, they squatted on the ground and waited. They pulled out smart people and started to look for shoes for him in the room.

The gunshots stopped, the noise stopped. The hotel staff and managers appeared and came over to watch the show. An old man with a handsome face appeared in the crowd in twos and threes. His silver hair seemed to be hale and hearty. A pair of phoenix eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were watching the scene from afar. After watching for quite a while, he seemed to have no interest in the police looking for shoes on the floor. His gaze was locked onto Xiao Qiangbing, who was sitting on the sofa, and he was very curious. He gently turned his head and said:

"Are you sure you saw it clearly? They did not have any heavy weapons, so they succeeded with empty hands? Is it really that magical? "

" Sir, it's absolutely correct. They really didn't use heavy weapons. Isn't it all here? " A burly man stood behind the old man and reported respectfully:

"If you don't believe me, you can take a look. This is a high-pressure water gun. Also, and. . . "

As if saying all this was not convincing enough, the burly man's eyes locked onto the old Taoist priest and the dog, especially the old Taoist priest. The clothes on the old Taoist priest's body added up to not even five dollars, so he deliberately increased his tone and said, "Sir, look, do they have weapons?"

The old man thought about it thoughtfully, and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

Xiao Qiangbing seemed to be very patient. He gently tapped on the armrest with his fingers. Although the sofa was crooked, he looked at the group of police officers who were looking for shoes and held back his laughter. It seemed that he had not played enough. He glanced at the fat Liu and the others from time to time.

Then he looked at Fatty Liu and Liang Shuai. His expression was extremely complicated. He was overjoyed in his heart and his face was a little stiff. The policemen in front of him were showing off on the street. They would scold anyone who was not pleasing to their eyes. They would throw anyone who was not pleasing to their eyes into the prison without discriminating between right and wrong.

"Da Peng, what's the level of Ma Ke just now? I don't think he's that good. " Xiao Qianbing said patiently.

Liu Da Peng's anxiety had turned into Mandarin, and now he had succeeded. He was so happy that he almost couldn't hold on anymore. He had actually succeeded in doing such an exciting thing. In the past, he didn't even dare to think about it.

He also realized that these policemen were no longer imposing. He slowly relaxed and deliberately put on a straight face. He pulled on the long voice and said:

"Qiang Zi, these big firecrackers don't look like little beggars. They came up one by one. They are fierce. If it wasn't for the few of them being smart. . . Let me tell you. . . Even if it was a company, they would still call it a one-sided fight. "

Seeing that he was showing off, Liang Shuai quickly interrupted:

"About that, this Quick Gun Ma Ke really lives up to his reputation. Qiang Zi and I came in and saw seven or eight guns coming up. If they opened fire, let alone an ordinary person. Even Captain America, Batman and the like will be turned into sieves. . . "

When the chatterbox was opened, the old Taoist slowly walked in. He lightly stomped his feet and looked at the dust on the old cloth shoes. He looked at the scene mysteriously and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"In my opinion, this is a rare stroke in the history of war between both China and foreign countries. It is a stroke of thick ink and colorful. Although I am standing in the corridor and commanding from afar, the degree of danger is under my control. It is truly thrilling and the suspense is endless. . . "

The old man had finally found a chance to speak. He did not care if others could understand him or not. What he said was mysterious, but it was even more interesting. The more Charles couldn't understand, the more he had to carefully observe his expression.

His expression was comparable to many veteran actors, plus he was born like this. For a moment, when he heard the words of Niles and Charles, the two big shots, he could not help but feel a lingering fear and cast envious gazes at Xiao Qiangbing once again.

Finally, someone found the shoes.

Tyson busied himself for a long time. After rummaging through all the boxes and cabinets, he finally set his eyes on the big sofa under Xiao Qiangbing's fart.

This large leather sofa was wine-red. At first, he felt that it was incomparably high-end. After carefully looking at it, he discovered that many areas were seriously damaged. There were new cracks in the damaged areas. Tyson immediately widened his eyes and emphasized while controlling the cartoon Xiong Er:

"Officer Xiao, I, I think. . . "

This guy was lying on the ground, his back was like a hill, and he could smell the stinky sweat gland from far away. Seeing him sell so much strength, Xiao Qiangbing instantly felt sympathetic and said with a bright smile:

"Alright, I'll give you the chance. Bring it, bring it, and a gift. Take it. "

The moment he stood up, the sofa vibrated a few times. There seemed to be something underneath because Wu Kong, who was on the windowsill, gloated twice.

"Gift? Ah. . . "Tyson was so excited that his mucus flowed among the people. As he said that, he suddenly slapped his forehead and rushed up. He put his long arm under the sofa and suddenly pulled up the sofa. He immediately cried out in shock.

" Gift, gift, no, it's a gift! It's Ma Ke, Ma Ke. . . "

"Ma Ke. . . "

"Ma Ke. . . !"

For a moment, it was as if five million had suddenly appeared in this place. The police officers immediately surrounded them and fought to be the first to see this powerful enemy.

Ma Ke was curled up on the ground with a battle boot in his mouth. The boot was so big that he couldn't even spit it out. His face was flushed red, as if he had poured half a bucket of red paint on it.

He had just been pulled off his belt by Xiao Qianbing and had his hands tied in a few seconds. He was pressed under the sofa and almost died of discomfort.

Tyson grabbed Ma Ke as if he had found a treasure. He looked at him foolishly and shook his head:

"Sigh, sigh, kid, you're still angry. "

They had now formed a semicircle and were about to turn into another semicircle. This semicircle was centered around Charles and Niles. They were checking Mark's appearance and information. If Adolf had not attentively taken the shoes, no one would have cared about Xiao Qiangbing's bare feet.

Now, Mark had become the result of the local police force.