I am the strongest sheriff on the surface

Seeing that he was about to catch up, he didn't expect Huangmao to be able to speed up, Xiao Cheng glared, and exerted the energy he had striven for at the beginning of his life, and caught up again.

The two of them, one in front of the other, passed by the passers-by like a gust of wind, and they shouted in surprise.

This street chase, which is rare in Dongyang City, has entered a white-hot stage.

I saw the yellow-haired youth in sportswear in front, leaning forward slightly, swinging his arms forward to his chest and back to his waist, his thighs driving his calves, his posture was reasonable, and his speed was fast.

On the other hand, Xiao Cheng behind him, his eyes are wide open, his face is ferocious, his veins are bulging, and his hooves are flying.

But at this time, the distance between the two sides has gradually narrowed to less than an arm.

"NND, fight!"

Seeing that Huang Mao was already so close to him, Xiao Cheng turned his heart straight, without slowing down, kicked his legs hard, and his whole body was shot out flat like a cannonball, hugging Huang Mao's waist.

"boom……"

Under the action of huge inertia, the two fell into a ball in an instant, and rolled forward seven or eight times at an extremely fast speed. Then, amidst the exclamation of everyone, they slammed into the green newsstand on the side of the road. There was a loud bang.

Xiao Cheng, who fell and rolled to the side, shook his dizzy head vigorously, regardless of whether the yellow hair lying on the ground was dead or alive, he turned back with a tiger pounce, and firmly pressed him under him.

"God, at this speed, the two of them had to roll a dozen laps before stopping!"

"No, thanks to this pavilion, otherwise the two of you would have to go on the road."

"It's really loud, it's so powerful, it's like firing a cannon."

"This short-haired boy is quite pissy. He really can't be judged by his appearance."

"Who said it wasn't? The circles under my eyes are so dark, I was almost spitting out after chasing her, but I didn't expect her stamina to be quite strong."

The melon-eating crowd instantly surrounded the two of them, discussing excitedly.

But at this time Xiao Cheng was not feeling well.

In the chase just now, although Xiao Cheng had been strengthened with the speed attribute, his own physical fitness was not enough to support such high-speed movements. Coupled with the last violent impact, Xiao Cheng's face was flushed at this time, and his whole body There was no pain anywhere, and he gasped violently while lying on Huang Mao's body.

Among the crowd of onlookers, an old woman opened her mouth and asked, "Young man, what's going on?"

Xiao Cheng didn't want to answer, but he was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, so he could only force himself, coughing and panting and said: "Ahem, he... grabs the phone, I... the security officer."

"I said, it turned out to be the sheriff."

"That's right, what kind of grudge do I have in total? I've been chasing after him for a long time. This kid in sportswear committed a crime."

"Mom, let's go help that brother, he seems to be suffering." A child noticed that Xiao Cheng's state seemed to be a bit wrong.

"You can't go to Xiaoliang, you are still young, you don't understand, what if you are blackmailed?"

"That's right, kid, grandpa told you, don't ask why, just listen to the adults."

As soon as Xiao Cheng finished speaking, the onlookers immediately started talking about it, but no one stepped forward to help.

"Let me go, please let me go." At this moment, a crisp voice came: "Let me go."

A fair-skinned, slender, long-haired girl in her 20s squeezed in from the back row with a camera on her back, squatted down in front of Xiao Cheng at a distance.

"How are you? Do you need an ambulance?"

The girl who squeezed in held the hair hanging down her forehead with her hands, blinked her big beautiful eyes, and said with a warm voice, with a concerned face: "Should I help you contact your colleagues?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Xiao Cheng coughed violently again, looked up at the girl, and shook his head slightly: "It's okay, let me slow down for a while."

After seven or eight minutes, Xiao Cheng, who was slowly recovering, grabbed the arms of the yellow hair under him, cut them back with force, and pressed them tightly with his knees.

Then, with his free right hand, he reached into the crotch of Huang Mao's body, and started to grope.

The noisy crowd around suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared dumbfounded at the strange scene in front of them.

The long-haired girl closest to Xiao Cheng even covered her small mouth with her hands, and her big eyes were staring like copper bells, with an expression of disbelief.

Xiao Cheng, who was watched by the crowd, didn't notice the strangeness of the crowd around him, and still concentrated on his movements.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and the crowd of onlookers "boomed", and suddenly there was a burst of sound several times louder than before.

"Didn't this kid say he was a magistrate? What are you doing?"

"Yeah, why did you steal the peach?"

"This guy can't be that, right? I only like the old man's..."

"Understood, these two must have emotional disputes."

"I'm going, look, I'm taking off his pants."

With an exclamation, Xiao Cheng, who finally spotted the target, pulled it hard.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Xiao Cheng was kneeling on Huang Mao's body, his left hand formed into a tiger's claw, pressing down on the back of the young man's neck, his right hand was raised above his head, and he was holding a pair of sports pants elastic tightly in his hand.

In the winter afternoon, the lazy sunlight casts on the two of them, reflecting a strange silhouette.

"Crack, click..."

The long-haired girl who was close to Xiao Cheng raised the camera in her hand and quickly pressed the shutter.

Xiao Cheng's glorious image, rising and falling with the girl's fingers, was frozen forever like this.

The girl who secretly took the photo felt a little guilty, saw that Xiao Cheng didn't pay attention to herself, stood up and quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

……

Xiao Cheng didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his posture. He picked up the trouser rope and wound it up and down very neatly, tied left and right knots, made a pig's trotter buckle, and tied his hands with the yellow hair cut behind his back. a solid.

Only then did the yellow-haired man wake up slowly, perhaps because of the pain in his body, he didn't struggle, he just lay there moaning.

"How can I run!"

Xiao Cheng stood up, pulled the yellow hair up vigorously, and gave him a head with a slap.

Huang Mao, who was pulled up straight by Xiao Cheng, slowly slipped off his sports pants, revealing the red sweater pants inside.

"Damn, you kid is still in your birth year!"

Xiao Cheng glanced at Huang Mao's red wool trousers, opened his mouth to laugh and curse, ignored the praise of the crowd, looked around, and found that the long-haired beauty who wanted to help him had disappeared.

Xiao Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly, turned his head to confirm that the phone was still there, then pulled the yellow hair away, kicked and staggered towards the direction of the green tower.

……

Two 10 minutes later.

Xiao Cheng pulled the stumbling yellow hair into the gate of the Qing Pagoda.

"Sun Fei."

As soon as he entered the hall, Xiao Cheng saw Fatty Sun Fei who was happily chatting with a girl in uniform, and hurriedly greeted him.

"What's your situation, you got a prize when you went out to buy a mobile phone?"

"Why are these pants still falling off?"

"Look at the red wool pants, this kid is born in his birth year?!"

Fatty Sun looked up for a moment, then shook his round head, walked to Xiao Cheng with a constipated expression, looked at the two of them, then looked back at the girl in uniform who had gone away, smacked his mouth and whispered:
"Is there anything that can't be said later, didn't you see that I was expressing my feelings there?"

"Going out to buy a mobile phone, I didn't expect to meet a grass fly." Xiao Cheng twisted his yellow-haired arm and complained: "This kid snatched the mobile phone, I ran into him, and almost ran and vomited blood to catch up."

Xiao Cheng, who was aroused by the anger, shook his body, and gave Huang Mao an elbow, right on his waist and eyes, making Huang Mao grin his teeth in pain.

"I haven't got the handcuffs yet, so I can only tie him back with a trouser string. The mobile phone is in his pocket."

Xiao Cheng continued nonchalantly: "The two of us will interrogate together? It just so happens that I also study with you."

When Fei heard it, he was happy: "It's easy, this matter is not difficult, catch the current ones, the stolen goods are all there, it's just a matter of going through a procedure, you watch my demonstration, and you will understand after one pass."

The two escorted Huang Mao from left to right, and walked towards the interrogation room.

"It's really hard to untie your fastening."

In the interrogation room, Sun Fei who untied the rope complained to Xiao Cheng, then took off the handcuffs on his body, and skillfully handcuffed Huang Mao's right hand to the heating pipe on the roof.