C82 Silver Fox Police Station

"Adolf, you said I was lying, you. . . " Detective Bruce looked over and couldn't help but laugh.

Director Hobson looked over in surprise. He ran over with his strange submachine gun and shouted:

"Damn it, can you guys do it? Why don't you just leave, a broken car?"

He was just talking about a broken car when he saw the broken car rushing over from the road ditch.

The car's glass was completely shattered and the metal sheet was riddled with scars. The driver, on the other hand, was covered in dirt. He was holding the steering wheel and seemed to be fine.

The thick smoke had yet to dissipate when he drove the car to the road. He stopped the car, jumped down, and turned around to look for Fatty and the others.

Fatty was lying in the ditch. His clothes were torn and tattered, and his skin was red. He was screaming in pain: " It's over, it's over. His intestines must have exploded. "

Xiao Qiangbing pulled him up and warned him in a low voice: "Fatty, stop it, bad guys might. . . "

Fatty realized that there was only gravel and soil around him. There was no blood dripping out. He also heard that the bad people might be among those people. He punched the ground and said energetically:

"Motherf * cker, they want to kill me, Liu Dapeng. How many heads did they have?"

For some reason, when Xiao Qiangbing raised his head to look for the old Taoist, he found that the dog and monkey were hiding in the ditch. The guy was hiding in the woods and lying on the grass.

This old fellow actually ran so far away in such a short period of time!

The few of them stood together. Xiao Qiangbing turned his head to the back and said in an unusually calm voice: "Be steady, look at who they are. "

The first to arrive was Hobson.

He stood beside Xiao Qiangbing like an iron tower. He first patted his shoulder heavily. Hehe. . . " That's great, kid. His head is still there. Okay, okay. . . " Then, he cursed in a vulgar manner:

"These damn Sun God bandits like to use such underhanded methods. If you have the ability, fight me, Hobson, face to face. "

"Hobson, come and get to know me. There are many mines along the way. My brothers have never played this before. I'll lead them to play. . . " Xiao Qiangbing's dark face was extremely calm as he stretched out his hand.

The moment the two of them shook hands, Hobson habitually exerted force. His other hand was about to slap it. This was how this fellow's might was built up, but when they held hands together, they immediately felt that Xiao Qiang's military strength was extraordinary.

As soon as he exerted his strength, he immediately felt a wave of pressure assaulting him. It was as if a pincer had grabbed his hand, preventing him from moving at all. He could not help but bitterly pull his hand back and change the topic.

"Come, come, what deputy director detective, come and meet this peacekeeping police. . . "

Just now, Adolf had already introduced the three of them.

This kid was smart. He only said that Xiao Qiangbing was a member of the peacekeeping headquarters. He didn't mention anything about Lagrange City at all. This was in line with Xiao Qiangbing's style of doing things: keep a low profile!

A group of people walked towards the town. The old Taoist priest was very careful. He lied and said that his leg was injured. He drove directly behind them, saving them from stepping on mines or something.

"Sir, wait, there is Immortal King Grass here. . . "

While they were walking, Deputy Director Foster called Fatty Liu and asked everyone to wait. He smiled foolishly and asked everyone to wait.

He ran to the opposite side of the ditch and found a yellowish plant with an ear in a patch of green grass. He squatted by the side and took a few glances. After smelling the scent, he felt that it was probably cooked and picked some.

As he walked, he rubbed it.

He went to Xiao Qiangbing and looked at the wound on his arm with enthusiasm. He put the Immortal King Grass in his mouth and chewed it a few times. He felt a little uncomfortable in his throat and spat it out and handed it to Xiao Qiangbing.

"The Immortal King Grass is. . . The treasure we have here is to reduce inflammation and relieve pain. It's very effective on gunshot wounds. . . "

Xiao Qianbing looked at him in a daze. He wondered if he could be poisoned. Fang Yitong placed her finger on his back and gently wrote, Be careful!

"Thank you. " He thanked Fang Yitong and wiped the yellow and green thing on his wound. Then, he rubbed it gently.

Foster promised in a low voice. He turned around and walked to Fatty Liu. He took out a bunch of Immortal King Grass and rubbed it. Then, he put it in his mouth and chewed it hard.

The grass with thorns pricked his mouth and there was blood seeping out. Fang Yitong gave Xiao Qiangbing a look and signaled him to take a look. She asked softly, "How's the medicine? Is there a problem?"

He only felt that the wound was numb and there was a cold and stimulating feeling. It should be due to the effects of the medicine, which was quite toxic. He casually said, "It must be poisonous. It's fine. Don't worry, look at him. . . "

The two of them looked at Foster again. He was still chewing on the Immortal King Grass and Fang Yitong immediately understood.

Even if it was poisonous, these people were externally applied. If he chewed on it himself, it would be more harmful. . .

After a few minutes, Fatty Liu felt much better from all the wounds on his body. He had a feeling that ordinary anti-inflammatory medicine could not compare to.

He grabbed Foster's hand and thanked him gratefully. He only felt that his arm had been pushed by someone. Mayor Hobson pushed the two of them away and said with a loud voice:

"Foster is just a piece of trash. It's alright to make some bullsh * t local medicine. I really suspect that when the bandit soldiers arrive, this guy hides himself more closely than anyone else. . . "

Hobson was too overbearing and vulgar. In front of so many people, he did not give a single bit of face to a colleague.

Fortunately, Adolf was the main person now, and everyone was talking to him. Xiao Qiangbing called out to Foster and started chatting casually, talking about the population of this place, the power of the police, and the surrounding security situation.

Xiao Qiangbing casually tossed him a cigarette and the two of them chatted very harmoniously.

Actually, Xiao Qiangbing was just throwing out a topic. Most of the time, Foster was the one talking.

At the entrance of the police station by the roadside, Adolf looked at the row of houses at the slope. The wall of the blue and white bars made him feel very familiar. He shouted excitedly, "Silverfox Police Station, we're finally here. "

When they reached the police station where their friend worked, Fatty Liu and the others happily walked in. As soon as they entered, they shouted loudly. It seemed that they were looking at it carefully to feel the arrogance of being a police officer.

Fang Yitong and Xiao Qiangbing stood quietly in the corridor.

"Qiangbing, about the mine?" Fang Yitong asked worriedly. She looked at Broussan and the others in the distance and reminded them in a low voice:

"How's Deputy Director Foster? Even though there was no problem with the medicine, it did not mean that he was a good person. Look at how Mayor Hobson treats him. . . "

What she meant was that Foster looked wretched, and even the mayor did not fancy him. There was a high possibility that there was a problem with this person.

Thinking of Foster's story, Xiao Qiangbing thought of his swollen feet and feet. He vaguely smelled the pungent smell of thick water. He only felt that his throat was uncomfortable. He rubbed that spot and said sadly:

"You didn't hear what he said. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if you listened to those scenes. "