Chapter 162 (1/2)

Leave the police station.

Lin Jiangxia knew it was raining again outside.

Beard Jin's conjecture was completely wrong. After the rain, it didn't snow.

But into the continuous rainy weather.

There is a large non motor vehicle shed in the backyard of the police station. Although there is no rain, the rain outside has poured in because of the low terrain.

Although I don't have any shoes, I will splash a lot of water when I step on them.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't change what the two men decided.

Zhan beiheng took off his suit and put it on Lin Jiangxia's left arm.

The beard Jin took off his police uniform and cap, folded them properly, and placed them neatly in a dry position.

For him, the police uniform is more faith and the sustenance of the just spirit in his heart.

Then he turned around and faced Zhan beiheng with a faint smile.

”Don't do that.” Lin Jiangxia stamped her feet and still didn't give up persuasion.

Beard Jin side Mou stares at Lin Jiangxia, smile and say: ”this is just a friendly game, I won't hurt Mr. Zhan.”

Zhan beiheng sneered and said, ”you'd better take care of yourself.”

Beard Jin shook his head, shook his hands and opened a little distance from Zhan beiheng.

Finally, in Lin Jiangxia's exclamation, beard Jin shot first, and his fist speed was very fast.

Lin Jiangxia's pupil contracted, and her heart was almost mentioned to her throat until Zhan beiheng avoided the shadow of the fist reflected in her pupil.

Next, her heart seemed to ride on a roller coaster, fluctuated violently, and the sound of two men's heavy steps and the sound of rain outside the non motor vehicle shed came to her ears.

Boom!

”Ah!” Lin Jiangxia screamed.

Zhan beiheng's fist fell heavily on the corner of beard Jin's mouth.

”Enough!” She shouted.

But the cry didn't stop it at all.

And that fist seemed to be the beginning. After that, their fists began to fall on each other frequently.

Lin Jiangxia's heart seems to be shocked. When the current is strong and weak, her heart will produce that kind of pumping pain without frequency.

”Enough!” The second time she opened her mouth and shouted out. She rushed up recklessly and suddenly blocked in front of the beard Jin.

At that time, Zhan beiheng's right fist had been put out and stopped only less than five centimeters from her cheek.

When she swallowed her saliva, her voice trembled and said, ”brother Zhan... Enough, don't fight again.”

The beard Jin behind her could not straighten up. He held his knee with one hand and gasped.

”I lost.” He spat on the ground with blood in his spit: ”Xia Xia, take Mr. Zhan away. He doesn't like to listen to my lecture. Even if you force him over, it's useless. ”