Chapter 322 (1/2)

These people laughed for a while, and captain Gong waved, and they immediately converged.

”Catch Xiao Wang. My special police team doesn't allow such a person with such a devil in mind.” With a single command, Xiao Wang was quickly controlled, although he kept shouting injustice, but it did not help.

I was stunned directly. The captain had some skill. If he ordered the special police to shoot at the same time, I would never survive. Strangely, he didn't do this, and he also caught Xiao Wang. Was he deliberately partial to me? Even the music bureau is a little hazy.

At the same time, in the box of a senior club in Yuncheng.

An oversized TV is broadcasting the scenes in Zhao's martial arts school.

”Ma Bazi, is there any mistake? You can even dodge bullets! This waste Wang, thanks to Laozi's heart to cultivate him! ” Qu Yihu can't help swearing.

”Brother Qu, what should I do?” said the third master, trembling and shaking, but his eyes flashed a little pride.

”Old Zhao has gone to the provincial capital and is still on his way back. How can they bite the dog! Until now, we can only make mistakes and kill Zhuang Feng. Only the dead can keep secrets forever. Once Zhuang Feng and old Zhao get together, we are finished! No, how do I remember that there are Zhao family members at the top of the special police department? ” Qu Yihu's eyebrows are locked, and suddenly he thinks of something.

”Squeak.” The box door was pushed open without warning.

”Grass, we are talking about something. Who the fuck let you in?” Qu Yihu said angrily.

”Ha ha, don't ask me to come here, is there any problem?” A figure walked in slowly, and a smile appeared on his face. It was Zhao Laozi, the pillar of Zhao family.

”Zhao, look for the old man. Why are you here?!” Qu Yihu's face suddenly turned blue. He looked at the third master, who subconsciously walked behind the old man Zhao, and respectfully shouted, ”Yifu.”

Hearing the name, Qu Yihu's face became more and more ugly. He roared angrily, ”Yan San, you fucking calculate me!”

The third master smiled, but didn't say a word. Old Zhao said happily, ”Qu Yihu, Qu Yihu, has always been you calculating others. How is it? Is it good to be calculated?”

Seeing Qu Yihu's face twitching, Mr. Zhao's smile became more and more intense, ”still want to let the old man bite the dog with Zhuang fenggou? That's what you're doing when you plant something. ”