Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky, Section 277 A Slap with Serious Consequences

It's already deep, with the brightly lit ***, but in any case a bit blunt between the corridors, six or seven police officers walked out of their respective offices and looked at the chaos between the corridors. A young girl who had just graduated from school and joined the police force recently took a nap in the office. As a result, the entire window glass suddenly broke and shattered. At this time, the little clerk who was frightened and somewhat at a loss stood at the door, looking around. Looking at the two teenagers who were facing each other in front of the distorted window, they were dumbfounded.

The little Muay Thai prince was caught in the evening, and Mu Qingqing may be a little unclear about the situation, but the police officers in the next few rooms have already inquired clearly. Xiliwang and Cui Guohua were pushing and shoving, but outsiders couldn't see too many doorways for a while. For a moment, everyone didn't know what to do, just watched in confusion. After just a few seconds passed, Xiliwang felt that something was wrong. According to his own teaching, once he launched an attack, he must not give the opponent any chance to breathe like a storm. As a result, he was slapped in the face. Amre stood there in a pose, not knowing whether he was dumbfounded by the insult of the slap or stupid, and even his body trembled slightly.

The strength of a slap can be so much that I just heard the sound of the slap on the face. Although it is loud, it is just a very ordinary slap. The insult is much higher than the actual injury. Although Xiliwang is a Muay Thai master, he really wanted to stop an agent, and how long he could stop it. After a few seconds of complaining in his heart, he suddenly heard Amre yell, and once again rushed and punched at the young man in front of him!

At the same time, Cui Guohua slammed his hands apart, shaking off Xiliwang's suppression, and his muzzle was raised high and exasperated: "Don't move!" Xiliwang's hand pressed down again. Cui Guohua's eyes flashed sharply. Ready to pull the trigger.

The next moment, the gun did not go off.

The arc of the two men's movements had become violent at this time, and the two police officers nearby also reacted. Knowing that he was trying to prevent the two foreigners from committing attacks in the police station, he stretched out his hand and had to draw a gun for support. However, at that moment, everyone did not have time to pull the trigger, whether Cui Guohua, Xiliwang, and the surrounding police were all attracted by the movements of the Vietnamese youth in front of them.

Just now, he kicked the Muay Thai boy who broke the bars with his unbeatable whip leg. At this time, he took two steps. Before his punch was completely blown, his left leg was strangely bent, and his entire body was lost. balance. He staggered to the left for two consecutive steps before barely straightening his left leg and holding his figure. Once again in the already substandard Muay Thai posture, Amre shook his head gently, and his gasping became extremely rapid. He retracted his left hand. Wiping the sweat on my face, when I wiped it for the third time, I subconsciously stroked it toward my ear. One, two times... In the bright lights of the corridor, the traces of blood from the left ear followed his strokes and smeared his cheeks, which was particularly shocking...

At this time, the policeman standing not far in front of him could see more clearly, as the young man’s ears leaked blood, and then the nosebleeds continued to be useful as if they had broken the embankment, and the blood in his left eye turned red. Half of his cheek was stained blood red by the boy's subconscious touch. After a while, he slowly raised his hand, fixedly staring at the blood in his hand, muttering a few Vietnamese words in his mouth. Then his eyes turned to the young man in front of him.

"Uh, that... don't look at me like that... what's wrong with you... are you sick... have you suffered internal injuries before? Hey... you, you... why are you looking at me like this? Ah, I just hit you lightly..."

In front of him. Jia Ming seemed to be frightened by this strange scene, and he spoke in defense. Looking at this strange scene, his cheeks also twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth jumped and jumped. While stepping back two steps to a safe distance, while spreading his hands innocently, he still carried the plastic bag with the puff pastry in his hand, and was shaking innocently in the air at this time.

Seeing such a thing happen, Xiliwang and Cui Guohua have also stopped the Tai Chi push hands between the two, and walked towards this side. Xiliwang helped his disciple and sat down by the wall. Checking his blood-filled cheeks, the two talked a few words in Thai, occasionally raising their heads to look at Jia Ming, who was standing aside in an innocent gesture. Cui Guohua stood nearby with a pistol, looking at Amre on the ground, and then at Jiaming, spreading his hands, shrugging, and asking silently. Jia Ming is also an underground teenager. He taps his cheek, and then spreads his hand to show his innocence, which means: "I just hit him lightly, who knows he is so fragile..."

"Hey, call a doctor, call a doctor..."

Slapped people like this, and things were really unbelievable. Cui Guohua shook his head and asked the police behind him to find a doctor as soon as possible. Still thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, a figure beside him rose like a thunderstorm, Xiliwang rushed towards Jiaming, and at the same time, Cui Guohua raised his hand without thinking

The trigger was triggered.

"Stop!"

"Bang--"

The bullet almost slid past Xiliwang, the tiles on the wall shattered and splashed, Jia Mingdi's body was also swept away by a violent leg whip, and hit the veranda several meters away. On the wall at the end of the road, it slowly fell to the ground.

"I didn't hear me telling you to stop--"

Cui Guohua yelled and pressed the muzzle directly on Siriwang’s head. Siriwang’s goal was achieved. At this time, he did not dare to compete with the agents who really dared to shoot. He just looked back. , Looked at him coldly. While watching Xiliwang here, Cui Guohua shouted towards the end of the corridor: "Hey, are you okay? How can I explain to your sister when you are dead!"

"Of course... it's okay..." Rubbing his hands and chest, Jia Ming stood up slowly while supporting the wall, rested for a while, and then walked forward and picked up the bag of puff pastry on the ground. "Fortunately, my ability to escape and resist blows is well practiced, what Muay Thai master, I spit..."

Spit out a sip of blood on the ground with disdain, Jia Ming wiped the corners of his mouth: "I heard that Muay Thai is the kind of boxing that can kick people to death with one kick. Now even I can block it. Didn't you eat today? Here? Would you like a mullet, I bought it along the way when I came over."

Standing in front of the Muay Thai master with a pistol against his forehead, Jia Ming raised the plastic bag in his hand expressionlessly. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Jia Ming spit on the ground several times. After the **** saliva, he compared a **** and turned and walked away: "Bah, bah, bah, bah... Forget it, I will go to the detention room by myself. You will investigate things slowly, but it has nothing to do with me. I just slapped him, he made it like this, he must have suffered internal injuries early in the morning or something else... Didn’t it mean that Brother Xiaowu gave him an iron mountain to rely on? Tsk tsk, it’s really amazing... …"

Shortly after, in a room on the first floor, Jia Ming opened the door and saw Lingjing and Husha sitting in it. The TV in the corner of the room was playing a midnight soap opera, and they were in front of them. With juice and seeds.

"Wow, I thought you were arrested and suffered. Who knew it was coming for a vacation. I knew I could come later." Jia Ming smiled and closed the door, Kaoru stood up, folded his hands in front of him and bowed. Bow, Sha Sha was not so polite, so he rushed over and hammered him.

"What else do you say, can we go now?"

"It was the one named Cui Guohua who brought it here. If you don't want it, it won't work. The TV is also brought by his subordinates." Lingjing smiled and said, "But we didn't drink a bite."

"Hehe, there is no need to guard against them like this." Jia Ming smiled and raised the bag in his hand, "I'm afraid we won't be able to leave for the time being. Have you eaten supper?"

"Not yet." Shasha smiled and took the bag of food, first took a piece and threw it in his mouth, "Well, by the way, has something happened outside? It's so chaotic. We seemed to have heard it just now. There was gunfire... but Kaoru said it must be a firecracker..." They were also waiting to go out, but at this time Jiaming came, they all felt relieved, and there was no intention to ask why they couldn't go temporarily.

Jia Ming and Kaoru Tsukichi, who was sitting quietly by the side, looked at each other, then smiled and waved their hands: "I also heard it. It's a firecracker, but the chaos is caused by Brother Xiaomeng and the others. I’ll tell you again, come, let’s have some supper first. Drinking their drinks doesn’t matter. Don’t worry... When I came over, I saw that the store on the street hadn’t closed yet. It tasted like bananas. You’ve always liked it. Eat, Kaoru, you can eat too."

"Yes."

The quiet Japanese girl nodded ~IndoMTL.com~ and took a piece. The soap operas on TV are usually staged in the drama of life and death. Shasha looked at it with relish, and Lingjing is not as careless as she is. See Jiaming Sitting next to him, he found the dust and stains on his back: "What's wrong with you? The back is so dirty... You have a fight with someone..."

"Well, that Muay Thai boy was caught in the police station to be unconvinced. He saw me passing by and chased me out and hit me. I slapped him lightly..." Jia Ming shrugged indifferently.

"Slap?" Lingjing thought for a while, looked at Jiaming and asked softly.

"Don't worry." Jia Ming laughed, "He won't die."

……

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The three girls who were deliberately arranged in a quiet corner here didn’t know, because of this lightly slap, the situation in the entire police station was a bit chaotic at this time. Of course, the most chaotic was the Guoan headed by Cui Guohua. Squad.

Carried the injured Amre into an ambulance and sent him away. Cui Guohua found Xiaowu: "Hey, I'm asking you something. At night, will you use too much force?"