Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 34 Contest
"Hahaha"

Mo Sir laughed heartily.

The laughter sounded very carefree, as if something terribly happy had happened.

He pressed his palms, and pretended to be serious and said, "Okay, young man, don't talk anymore. You still have to pay attention to your attitude when you talk to police officers."

"As a person, I have always been adhering to the principle that people respect me a foot and I respect others."

Zhong Wenze glanced at Mo Sir without leaving any trace: "If he had such a good attitude like yours, I wouldn't treat him with this attitude."

"Hehe, yes yes yes."

Mo Sir nodded, then turned to look at Qiu Xiong:
"Have you heard, Qiu Sir, you still have to pay attention to this attitude, you can't ignore the personal rights and interests of the citizens of Hong Kong Island just because you are a public official."

At this time, Mo Sir was in such a happy mood.

"Enough! I know what I know, and I don't need Chief Mo to worry about it!"

Qiu Xiong gritted his teeth while looking at the smile on Mo Sir's face with a gloomy face.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he realized that this Zhong Wenze was just a piece of trash and a lecher, making himself lose face.

His eyes fell on Zhong Wenze again: "Even if this is the case, you still have to go with us and go to the police station for an investigation."

"It was hit by accident, but it doesn't mean that the bombing incident at night has nothing to do with you. Come with us."

He already has a mind of his own.

This Zhong Wenze, relying on Mo Sir to make things difficult for him, is too arrogant.

Take him back to the police station first.

By the time.

When it comes to his own territory, no matter how rampant this guy is, he can't let himself control it.

Just take it home and beat it first.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, officer, are you kidding us?"

Zhong Wenze glanced at Qiu Xiong coldly, and sat down on the stool: "After all this hard work, you still want to take me away? Could it be that you want to take revenge on me again in the police station?"

"Follow us!"

There was a fierce light in Qiu Xiong's eyes, which was self-evident.

"Hate Sir!"

Mo Sir stepped forward: "The ones who should be asked have already been asked. Even if they need their cooperation in the future, they are not going to go with you now. Let's stop."

Mo Sir will never let Qiu Xiong take his people away.

Qiu Xiong stood firm on his footing: "I'm also doing business for business."

Zhong Wenze's tone sank: "We are victims, but you are holding me tight? Believe it or not, I'm calling my lawyer right now to sue you!!"

"You will me?!"

Qiu Xiong's voice became louder again: "Come on, call the lawyer right now, do you think I'm afraid?!"

Mo Sir looked at Chou Xiong who was like a mad dog, thinking that this guy has completely bitten A Ze.

He squinted his eyes, thought for a while, then grinned, narrowed his eyes, and just looked at Qiu Xiong.

It really made things worse when the lawyer was called in, and it was hard for me to finish it.

immediately.

He took a step forward: "Since Qiu Sir thinks that Zhong Wenze's ability to hit a grenade is unbelievable, why don't you come and verify it for yourself?!"

Zhong Wenze clicked on the Marlboro in his mouth, leaned forward and looked at Mo Sir with a smile.

He took advantage of the situation and said, "Well, there are six tennis balls on the table. You can throw six tennis balls casually. I will hit all of them with precision. If any one misses, I will go with you and let you handle it."

"it is good!"

Qiu Xiong agreed without hesitation, and also made a promise: "If you can hit all of them, I believe you really have the ability. I will turn around and leave without asking about this matter. I will give all of the case tonight to Mo." Sir dealt with it."

Qiu Xiong is full of self-confidence and full of confidence.

Zhong Wenze propped his right hand on the table, looked at Qiu Xiong with raised eyebrows and asked, "Then what if I hit them all?"

Qiu Xiong frowned, and repeated: "Didn't I say it, I took my people and turned around and left, and I don't want the credit for this case."

"This can only be one of them."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and laughed: "Secondly, you have to apologize to me."

Qiu Xiong became a little unhappy: "Pujie, you're a little bit of a slap in the face!"

"You don't have confidence? Or do you think that I really have this ability, and the reason why you hold on to me is just to find fault?"

Zhong Wenze flicked the cigarette ash with his hand, and said with a sneer, "You have already wasted a lot of my time tonight, besides, I have verified once according to your request, why should I prove it to you again? Do you think this is fun? "

Qiu Xiong thought for a while, looked at the six tennis balls on the table, raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, and showed a strange smile: "Okay!"

"it is good!"

Mo Sir interjected immediately: "I will personally testify!"

This Qiu Xiong who suddenly appeared tonight is really a variable, now that he can be restrained with great difficulty, Mo Sir will naturally seize this opportunity and send him away.

otherwise.

will greatly affect your plans.

The two sides distanced themselves.

Zhong Wenze picked up the large wrench again and weighed it in his hand: "Let's start."

"You don't want to take out your folder?"

Qiu Xiong laughed: "In order not to make excuses again when the time comes."

Zhong Wenze stood on the spot, squinting his eyes with a cigarette in his mouth, his right hand wrench drooping: "I have no other advantages, just keep what I say, and I'm not like some people."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Qiu Xiong snorted coldly, picked up the tennis ball and clenched it tightly with his right hand, looked at Zhong Wenze's face and smashed it with full force.

The tennis ball hit Zhong Wenze quickly with the sound of wind in the air.

Zhong Wenze stood straight on the spot with his back straight, watching the tennis ball roaring towards him, he suddenly raised his hand at an extremely fast speed.

For the first strengthening point of the system, Zhong Wenze chose to bless his hands. Therefore, both the strength and speed of the arms are doubled from the original strength.

"boom!"

The tennis ball hit the wrench and was sent flying.

"Come again."

Zhong Wenze hooked his hand calmly.

"Grass!"

Qiu Xiong cursed secretly, watching the kicked tennis ball roll to his heels, bent down to pick it up with his right hand and clenched it tightly, looked at Zhong Wenze opposite, sneered, and threw it out again.

"Shh!"

Tennis roared.

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

Followed by.

One tennis ball followed.

Qiu Xiong had thought of this bad idea a long time ago.

Isn't your kid capable of precise sniping?I throw six out at once, let me see if you have the ability.

After throwing the first tennis ball.

Qiu Xiong stretched out his hand very quickly to the remaining five tennis balls, and threw them at Zhong Wenze's position one by one.

"Hate Sir"

"This is a bit of a bully!"

The police officers watching from the side saw Qiu Xiong throwing the balls one after another, and immediately began to discuss in a low voice, full of contempt.

but.

The sound soon stopped abruptly.

Zhong Wenze stood where he was, and after hitting the tennis balls that were thrown into the air again, he looked at the tennis balls that were thrown one after another from behind, smiled instead of anger, and shot again.

Slamming the six tennis balls out in one breath, Chou Xiong gasped a little and put his waist down: "His grandma's, it's been a long time with intense force, and even pulled his muscles."

"boom!"

The words are not finished.

He only felt a "click" in his nose, and he felt a sharp pain, and hot nosebleeds flowed out.

(End of this chapter)