Darkest Action

Following this order, Meng Ran clearly saw an instinctive emotion appearing on Yao Yixian's face, which was fear.He subconsciously wanted to move the wheelchair backwards, but was stopped by two police officers.Immediately afterwards, the bag of lime powder in Wu Xia's hand poured down from top to bottom, from his head and face.

Meng Ran immediately knocked down Yao Yixian's white umbrella above his head, forcibly raised his chin, and turned his face covered with lime powder in the direction of the heavy rain.

When lime meets water, it immediately releases a large amount of heat, causing irreversible alkaline burns.

The large skin on Yao Yixian's face instantly curled up and wrinkled. It was gradually reddening and turning yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then scorched and peeled off, revealing the reddish muscle texture underneath.The lime and the rain were half hot and half infiltrated into his tightly closed eyelids, and broke into his eye sockets. Finally, Yao Yixian couldn't bear the severe burning pain, and let out a tragic cry of pain, and two drops of blood soon flowed from the eye sockets. Road dirty red blood.

"No! Meng Ran, I beg you, don't treat him like this!!"

Yu Ning's begging voice was heard not far away. He tried his best to rush forward to stop it, but he could only struggle in vain under the control of the two police officers.Meng Ran turned a deaf ear the whole time, and his fingers pinching Yao Yixian's chin were also burned by lime, but he still held that face tightly as if he felt no pain.

"At the beginning, you destroyed my cornea with lime in order to shatter my dream of becoming a policeman. I will pay off this account alone now as you. Next, there will be a second and a third... "

After only a short moment, Yao Yixian's cheeks were already miserable and his face was completely disfigured.He couldn't see but heard clearly, and forced a weird smile at Meng Ran: "Okay, come on! What other tricks do you have, use them all at me!"

"Tough enough!" Meng Ran pushed aside the bloody face, "Today, you finally don't have to continue living as a double-faced person, you can completely tear off the hypocritical appearance, and give your mouth full of fangs to everyone It's exposed! Don't worry, before I hand you over to the prosecution, I will give you a sigh of relief to confess your crimes."

After Meng Ran finished speaking, he immediately ordered the subordinates behind him: "Wear handcuffs and put Yao Yixian into the police car!"

Just as the police officers were about to take action, they saw several blond-haired and blue-eyed British people walking out of the gate of the consulate. The leader was the British consul who had clashed with Meng Ran after the freighter docked.

"Wait a minute, Director Meng." The white man walked to Yao Yixian in time and said to Meng Ran, "Although Mr. Yao has given up his political asylum from the British side, the consulate has agreed to his last request. We should send him to the top floor of the Huangjiang Center before he is arrested, and experience the scenery of the city again."

The Huangjiang Center mentioned by the British Consul is the highest point in the entire Huangjiang City. It is a landmark skyscraper with a total of 118 floors and a total height of 632 meters. After climbing to the top, you can have a panoramic view of both sides of the Huangjiang River.

"Absurd! How can people talk about their feelings when they can no longer see?" Meng Ran turned around and said in a cold voice, "Yao Yixian is a suspect in a serious case and is extremely dangerous to the society. He cannot go to any public places."

"You worry too much, Director Meng." The British consul had already prepared his words to respond, "The external design and internal management of the Huangjiang Center were all participated by famous people from the UK. Out of humanitarianism, the consulate has Submitted an application for assistance to them, vacated the sightseeing hall on the top floor for half an hour, and fulfilled Mr. Yao's last wish before he was arrested."

Everyone present knew that Yao Yixian sold a lot of state secrets in exchange for the last temporary amulet from the British side.

Meng Ran didn't buy it, and retorted to the British consul, "Yao Yixian is a wanted criminal by the Chinese police, and he has no such right!"

As soon as these words came out, Yao Yixian in the wheelchair raised his unrecognizable head, his bleeding eyes clearly couldn't see anything, but he still seemed to be staring straight at Meng Ran.

"Once I fall into your hands, everyone knows what I will face. The deprivation of political rights is a matter for the courts, and it is not your turn to intervene!"

When the beauty was destroyed and the face was gone, Yao Yixian became more and more ferocious. He pointed at his forehead a little harder and said provocatively: "Meng Ran, this is the central city, not a remote wharf! The Yellow River is where Chinese public opinion faces the world. Window, if you want to discredit the local police and even the Chinese government, quickly draw your gun and hit me in the middle of the forehead!"

Meng Ran took a long breath and made a decisive decision: "Half an hour? Okay, I'll give you half an hour!"

Yao Yixian let out a strange laugh from his throat, and said in a cold voice, "Tell these lackeys under you to get out of the way!"

At this time, the car of the Consulate General had stopped on the side of the road ten meters away. Yu Ning broke free immediately when the policeman behind him let go, picked up Yao Yixian's white umbrella, and protected him from the rain. He was seriously injured, and then pushed the wheelchair towards the vehicle of the consulate. After walking a few steps, he ran into Meng Ran's police team.

One side wants to advance, while the other side does not retreat, and the confrontation is stalemate again, until Meng Ran let go: "Everyone get in the car and follow the consulate vehicle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozens of large navy blue umbrellas were slowly divided into two rows, and the white umbrella representing Yao Yixian was finally able to pass through. Countless pairs of eyes scorched repeatedly, like awns on their backs.