City Summoning System

Chapter 7 Prison bully?Hit you called Dad!
The handover was quick, Jiang Han was sitting alone in the lobby, and Bai Yan walked in with a middle-aged policeman holding a baton after a while.

"Don't worry, Captain Bai, there won't be any problems." The middle-aged policeman looked at Jiang Han and said to Bai Yan.

"That would be best."

Bai Yan nodded irresistibly, and told Jiang Han, "You'd better not commit crimes here, otherwise even if there are hidden secrets in your case, it won't help."

"What's the matter, Captain Bai cares about me?" Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise.

Bai Yan, a pretty but cold policewoman, didn't leave a good impression on Jiang Han at first, but now she's getting better.

"Hmph, glib." Bai Yan snorted coldly, nodded to the middle-aged policeman, turned around and left without looking at Jiang Han.

Hmm. Kind of embarrassing.

Jiang Han touched his cheek, smiled at the middle-aged policeman and said, "Brother, I will depend on you for my living from now on."

"Stop smiling so playfully, come here quickly." The middle-aged policeman didn't give Jiang Han a good look. He scolded and pushed Jiang Han out.

The detention center of the Shuangcheng Police Station is very different from the ones Jiang Han knew before.

It covers a large area, with a playground, and the building specifications and styles are exactly the same as those of a prison.

"I heard that you committed murder, right?" While walking, the middle-aged policeman did not forget to tease Jiang Han.

"You kid can do it, you dare to kill people these days."

Jiang Han rolled his eyes helplessly, and said: "I was self-defense too much, don't say it so ugly, okay?"

"Tsk, if you kill someone, you kill him. Where are there so many twists and turns?" The middle-aged policeman said to Jiang Han.

"The situation of the people in our detention center is similar to yours."

"They all came in by killing someone?" Jiang Han asked suddenly.

"How can there be so many murderers?" The middle-aged policeman said angrily: "They are all guys who have committed crimes and are in the investigation stage. These people have weird personalities and are not disciplined. mind."

"What do you, a police officer, have to worry about? Anyone who disobeys will be beaten up." Jiang Han chuckled.

"Muscular brains, can't communicate." The middle-aged policeman sneered, and said: "These bastards are very tough all day long. Let me tell you, live in a house with them and don't talk to them, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble." You feel better."

Jiang Han was taken aback, glanced at the middle-aged policeman, and said in surprise, "What's the matter, is the police officer worried about me?"

"Fart you, I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid that you will be beaten badly, I can't explain to Captain Bai."

The middle-aged policeman rolled his eyes, led Jiang Han through a corridor, and stopped in front of an iron gate.

The space behind the door is not small, and through the gap in the door, three or two shirtless men can be seen sitting or lying inside.

"9527? Who made up this serial number, what a fucking talent." Jiang Han glanced at the house number and said in admiration.

Then I saw the middle-aged policeman's face darken, and he said in a strange tone: "Why, I filled it in, you are still not convinced, are you?"

"No, no, how dare I." Jiang Han chuckled.

"Go in, remember what I told you, don't bully these people." The middle-aged policeman still couldn't help reminding.

In room 9527, when Jiang Han walked in, five pairs of eyes were on Jiang Han.

There are playfulness, anticipation, ruthlessness, and brutality, all of which are different.

The atmosphere was a bit dead silent, and Jiang Han was not interested in talking to these scumbags, so he went to an empty bed and sat down on his own, thinking about life quietly.

Well, let me spend these three hard days wandering around the world.After these three days, better days will come.

Jiang Han comforted himself from the bottom of his heart.

Unfortunately, Jiang Han didn't want to cause trouble, but someone wanted to have fun with him.

Perhaps seeing Jiang Han's thin body and pale face, he subconsciously thought it was a soft persimmon.

No, a young man sitting in the corner stood up.

The man has a big bald head, several scars on his head, and a ferocious wolf head tattoo on his chest. His muscles are knotted and he looks very burly.

The man walked up to Jiang Han aggressively, and smiled disdainfully.

"Boy, what did you do to get in here?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to put it on Jiang Han's shoulder.

But in the next moment, the man's face changed, because Jiang Han was holding his wrist firmly, unable to move his outstretched hand.

The man's face was livid, and he twitched violently, only to find that Jiang Han's hand was like an iron vise holding his hand tightly.

"If you don't want to enjoy the taste of punching to the flesh, I advise you to let it go!" The man pointed his eyes at the other four people and said darkly at the same time.

Seeing this, the other four stood up with interest and surrounded Jiang Han.

They were so bored, Jiang Han's appearance just happened to entertain them.

Jiang Han didn't change his face, he didn't even open his eyes, and he didn't care about the threat of the man.

"It seems that you won't cry when you see the coffin." The man gave Jiang Han a stern look, and a flame sprang up in his heart. He clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Jiang Han's temple.

The man is confident, if this punch is real, Jiang Han will lose his fighting power in an instant, and it is not impossible to be seriously unconscious.

However, at this moment, he heard a sigh.

"What on earth are you thinking?" Jiang Han sighed helplessly and opened his eyes.

He let go of the man's hand, and patted the man's fist away.

"Stop pretending to be dumb?" Although the man was a little surprised at Jiang Han's strength, he still sneered twice.

"I just want to spend three days here quietly, why do you insist on messing with me?"

Following Jiang Han's words, the man couldn't help feeling a sense of horror in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Han's eyes that were so calm that there was no wave, the man's heart skipped a beat.

"Are you the prison bully in the legend?" Jiang Han looked at the man, and said, "It's not that good, I thought you have three heads and six arms."

"Pretend to be a ghost, damn, go ahead! Teach him a lesson. When the boss lets us out, I'll be the host and go to the Immortal Residence to have some fun!" The man roared fiercely and took the lead in kicking Jiang Han's thigh. Kicked over.

The other four people also looked agitated, and they shot one after another.

Fist, kick, with the sound of whistling, they pressed towards Jiang Han with extraordinary momentum.

"Prison bully?" Jiang Han grinned, his eyes a little excited.

"I beat you and called you Dad!"

With the powerful dynamic vision bonus, the actions of these people are no different from turtles crawling in Jiang Han's eyes.

With a punch, it hit the center of one person's face.

The bridge of the nose was directly broken, and the nosebleed was so violent that the man burst into tears from the pain and passed out directly.

Before the others could react, Jiang Han's forceful kick had already landed.

It was no different from the Foshan Wuying Foot shown on TV, as if in the blink of an eye, Jiang Han's leg hit the chests of the other three with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The three people just felt a heavy feeling in their chests, and then they flew out and fainted without even making a sound.

It didn't take more than five seconds for all this to happen, and the man was still a little dazed when he felt a sharp pain in the kicked leg.

Looking down, he realized that the ankle of his right foot was twisted at a strange angle, and Jiang Han was rubbing his fists, grinning, and staring at himself with a smile.

The man fell to the ground in an instant, hugging his right foot and wailing unceasingly. The scream, the momentum, and the appearance made the witnesses wipe away their tears and the hearers were sad.

Jiang Han fiercely kicked the man's chest, and cursed: "What are you yelling at? Return the prison bully, yell again! I'll beat you to death!"

The man fell silent for a moment, but he was still trembling with pain all over his body, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out like he didn't want money.

"Hey, do you think I'm handsome?" Jiang Han squatted down and asked suddenly.

The man was taken aback, glanced at Jiang Han, Nuonuo said: "Not handsome."

Jiang Han's face darkened, and he slapped the man directly on the face, leaving five clear five-fingerprints.

The man was stunned by a slap, and he heard Jiang Han talking to himself.

"I'm so handsome, you can't see it, you should fight!"

After a few seconds, Jiang Han asked again: "Am I handsome?"

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and nodded without thinking: "Handsome!"

However, Jiang Han's slap fell again.

The five finger prints became clearer, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"It's too perfunctory for you to treat me as a three-year-old child?" Jiang Han said cursingly, and then asked again.

"Am I handsome?"

The man's face was stunned, and he roared in his heart: why ask me if you are handsome or not!Don’t you have any ideas in mind? !
But thinking of his previous experience, the man was no longer silent. A full minute passed before he nodded heavily.

"handsome!"

I thought that the slap would never fall, but it often backfired.

Snapped!
The crisp applause existed like a nightmare in the man's heart at this moment.

"Why do you still hit me?! I thought about it, and I didn't perfunctory you!" The man couldn't help roaring.

Looking at the angry-eyed man, Jiang Han chuckled: "It's so fake. Do I still need to think about my handsomeness?"

For 10 minutes in a row, the two had a heated discussion around the issue of being handsome or not, and in the end, the man completely collapsed.

I ignored the severe pain in my feet, tears streaming down my face.

"What the hell do you want? I was wrong. I was really wrong! Don't do this. Don't do this. Woohoo"

You can't imagine what it's like to have a big bald head with tattoos crying like a child.

(End of this chapter)