C598 The Unlucky Chief

Something that no one could have imagined happened:

Coles approached the yellow pillar with a smile on his face and shouted into the phone: "Director, this is Civil Police Coles. Call Xiao Qiangbing to answer the phone immediately. "

It had to be said that he was showing off by doing so.

When he heard Niles on the phone, he said impatiently, "Ah, then hurry up and ask him to answer the phone. "

Huang Guzhu turned to look at Xiao Qiangbing, meaning whether he should answer or not. He did not expect Xiao Qiangbing to be thinking about something as he looked ahead and said casually,

"Old Ni, tell him that I don't have the time. If this old fellow is in the mood, immediately come over and help him out. There isn't even a single person in charge of food in this place. "

This fellow is actually so arrogant!

He didn't even answer the phone of a bureau chief!

Chekov and Coles were both stunned. Their faces turned red and white. Coles wanted to persuade him, but he looked at the satellite phone worriedly. He was afraid that Chief Niles would hear him and that it would be detrimental to him.

The next scene was even more interesting. He clearly heard the sound of Niles patting his chest. Then, he continued to speak humbly:

"Ah, my dear Instructor Xiao must be researching the deployment of the operations below. He can listen to my report. I am extremely honored. I will immediately ask Mr. President to hurry over. . . "

After saying that, he went on to explain the situation in the presidential palace in detail. Everything he said was the truth, but everyone could tell that this was a special introduction for Xiao Qiangbing.

This time, when Chekov and Coles looked at Xiao Qiangbing again, they only felt that he was shrouded in an incomparably mysterious halo.

Zhao Xiaoming lowered his head and smiled. He walked to Helen and looked back at Coles. He discussed and said, "Coles, let's interrogate him together?"

Coles' attitude had long changed. When he thought of Xiao Qiangbing's mysterious background, he did not dare to snatch the credit. His tone immediately became humble and he pretended to be sad.

"No, this operation has always been led by you. Your brothers have suffered so much. . . "

Huang Guzhu, Zhao Xiaoming, Chen Tie, and the others had Helen taken care of. There was another bandit brought in front of the house and started a trial.

The two big shots of the village had come. Helen and the other bandit had been dealt with. Their problem still had to be solved.

At first, they did not dare to look for Xiao Qiangbing directly.

If it had been an hour ago, as the local local local snake, they would have been able to speak and do things with confidence. However, when they attacked just now, the group of bandits was instantly in a terrible state.

Many people could tell that it was the military observer, Chekov, who had fired first. However, what was the look in the eyes of these two old fellows? They had long noticed that it was the little fatty who had tripped the observer.

The little fatty was Xiao Qiangbing's little brother. There was no need to say anything about such a vicious plan. It had to have been his doing.

The old Taoist whom the two of them found first bowed politely. He no longer had the demeanor of a local emperor or a chief.

After all, this withered skin had helped him do a lot of things, and it was also the old Taoist who had subdued him. Naturally, they had a better impression of him. As for this Pierre who was suspected of causing trouble together, he did not receive such treatment.

The old Daoist swept his face across him. His gaze was fixed on his eyes for a few seconds, causing Pierre's heart to beat faster and his face to turn red. He looked as if a disaster was about to befall him.

Indeed, it was true. The old Taoist priest said with a gloomy face, "Old man, ask the withered tree, no, the village chief of the Qingquan River, what do I do?"

The withered tree was now worshipping him. It immediately raised its black palm and said solemnly, "Old man, if you hadn't surrendered, I wouldn't have told you.

This is the famous Godly Doctor of the Royal Family, and he is even more adept in witchcraft. . . "

"That is called illusion. If I catch up to Black Moon, this grandmaster will be in a bad mood. With a wave of my hand, after a few incantations, your bullshit Maple Leaf Village will only be able to live by chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs. "

After the old Daoist finished bragging, he felt that he wasn't being serious anymore. He immediately stroked his beard and added: "The grandmaster and my followers still need to enjoy the worship. Keep those poor chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs. "

He was now a mysterious person who could do anything. The withered skin proudly looked at his own place, his eyes filled with excitement: "Pierre, did you see that? After drinking the Grandmaster's bottle of holy water, I went back to twenty years ago.

Go back, go back, and marry a few more wives. In addition, I've prepared a few beautiful girls for the Grandmaster. "

Pierre was immersed in excitement, fear, and excitement for only a few seconds before he started shouting.

He shouted at the villagers outside the courtyard, who were all his own villagers. "Come here, all of you. You lazy beasts, you have to work immediately. "

The unlucky black tiger was also riddled with injuries. It could not care less now. It came over while covering its wounds.

A group of people stood in the truck on the west side. Then, the black tiger kicked at the car door twice and shouted, "Get down, get down. You useless women, when you go back, give it all to your men and their friends. You'll see. "

The Iron Widow inside had previously heard that there was no movement outside. She had already secretly sat down and was listening to the situation outside.

After all, she was a woman, so it was alright to occasionally hear gunshots or something like that. At this time, the gunshots in the houses in the north kept on ringing, and even the houses were about to collapse.

At this time, the Iron Widow was already scared out of her wits. She looked nervous. When she heard the familiar sounds outside, she knew that Chief Pierre had come.

Pierre was the man she worshipped the most and liked the most. When he heard these words, it was as if he had been granted amnesty. He felt wronged in his heart and was anxious to show his skills. He kicked open the car door and vaguely saw Pierre. He opened his hands and directly threw himself down.

She even shouted, "My dear Pierre, my Prince Charming. . . "

Holy sh * t, a tragedy happened.

Not to mention the skinny Pierre, even the black tiger in front of Pierre was smashed to the point of holding its head and squatting on the ground.

In the air, a black shadow pounced over. The Iron Widow's body, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, carried a disgusting smell as it opened its four limbs and smashed into Pierre's skinny body with a brainless body, bringing with it an overwhelming pressure.

The key was that out of courtesy, old Pierre waved at her, and now it was fine. Her arm was directly in front of her chest, and a huge pressure hit her. The ribs in her chest made two creaking sounds. It seemed that her ribs were not enough.

He wanted to curse, but when the Iron Widow hugged him, it was as if she was hugging a newly-married husband who had been lost for many years. She did not even care about the pain. Her mouth was full of stink, and her big, flat-chested face was about to fall on Pierre's face.

Pierre's skinny body was under her, covered tightly, and his legs were exposed.

Everyone could see that. Old Pierre was in so much pain that he kicked his legs. Even if he didn't die, his injuries weren't light either.

This old Taoist was so anxious that he immediately shouted: "Back, back. There are explosives in the car. "