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Chapter 319 Counted?
"Is that the car?"

Ding Yuan's eyes flashed, and he saw a familiar license plate, which was 3261; looking up, it was indeed a blue Baojun as the little fat man said.

Chu Rong didn't answer, it should be said that she answered with practical actions.

The motorcycle speeded up suddenly and rushed towards Baojun, feeling as if they were going to die together.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Ding Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't want to die yet, he was still young and hadn't married a wife yet.

"Forcing them to stop, otherwise how can we arrest them?" Chu Rong said this very decisively, without hesitation.

As she said that, she actually speeded up again, but fortunately, she was a certain distance away from Baojun, so she couldn't directly collide with him for the time being.

"You're such an idiot, are you going to die while riding a motorcycle or something?"

In desperation, he blurted out, almost swearing.

"Then how about watching them slip away?" Chu Rong sneered.

Ding Yuan is so helpless, how can she become a policeman with such an IQ? It's really worrying about her IQ. Can't she think of other ways besides using force?
"Follow them, the fuel is running out, stop and refuel later."

Hearing this sentence, she suddenly realized, and her speed slowed down.

"Thank you for not killing me."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said silently, he was really afraid that sister Jinghua would rush up and die together, and he would be very embarrassing at that time.

Although it seems good to be a desperate mandarin duck with her, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to die yet.

There are still so many long-legged and thin-waisted girls in this world. He, a little virgin who has never had sex before, but has only tasted it, is not willing to die for the time being.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, the girls have not yet been conquered, comrades still have to work hard.

"Slow down, stay away."

These words did not need Ding Yuan to remind her, she did it automatically, after all, she graduated from the police school, although sometimes it is easy to lose her mind, but most of the time she is quite clever.

"They always say I'm melon, but in fact I'm not melon at all. Most of the time I'm a group of witty people."

For some reason, Ding Yuan suddenly remembered this classic line from Sister Baoer.

The motorcycle hangs behind Baojun not too far or too close, and it lasts for 10 minutes.

Finally came to a gas station, Baojun drove straight in, it seemed that the fuel was low.

"It's now." Ding Yuan squinted his eyes, planning to make a move.

Let them fill up the gas, and this time it will really run; so now is the best chance.

Without his orders, Chu Rong rode the car directly beside Bao Jun, and through the window, he saw a total of four people sitting in the car.

It seems that the situation is better than expected, the person sitting in the back seat has a fierce look on his face, it is the bald Qiang in the photo.

"Police, don't move!"

He just got out of the car when Chu Rong yelled angrily, which shocked everyone.

The staff of the gas station stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to fill up the gas or not. Several people in the car gave fierce looks, and they looked like veterans.

Ding Yuan is very helpless, you can't touch it without anyone noticing, isn't it good, what do you have to say?

The four people in the car didn't communicate with each other, they opened the door at the same time and got out.

The appearance of the four of them was inconspicuous, except for their killing intent, they were just like ordinary people; but Ding Yuan could see something strange.

The muscles on these people are quite thick, not the good-looking big ones, but the ones that can give full play to every inch. They are not ostentatious from the outside, and only experts know the horror of this.

What's more important is that the muscles of this body can't be developed casually. Unlike the big guys who are useless for nothing but eye-catching, this kind of muscles are not so much trained as they are more accurately tempered.

These few people are masters.

"Be careful."

Looking at the appearance of those people, his uneasiness reached the extreme, so he could only speak carefully.

Chu Rong nodded. She is also a master from actual combat, so she can naturally feel the oppression of those people.

"Director Chu's daughter, police officer Chu Rong from the Municipal Bureau, right?"

The bald head was obviously the head of several people, glanced at Chu Rong, and smiled sinisterly.

"It's me, your aunt!" Chu Rong responded with a sneer.

She didn't find anything unusual, but Ding Yuan suddenly realized that the target of these people was not only Chuhe, but also the policewoman beside him.

No wonder they didn't rush to run after committing the crime, but went around in circles. It turned out that they deliberately leaked their whereabouts and wanted to lure Chu Rong over.

Obviously, these people had a thorough understanding of Chu Rong's temper, and they were really well prepared.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

He asked in a deep voice, these people put so much effort into designing a police chief and his police daughter just for revenge?

Bald Qiang glanced at him, didn't say much, just waved his hand: "Go!"

Three thugs rushed forward immediately, one of them went straight to Ding Yuan, and the other two went towards Chu Rong.

"Not good." Ding Yuan murmured inwardly, the target was indeed Chu Rong.

The one who came for him was just to restrain him, and the other two were the real main force.

"Whoosh!"

He couldn't allow him to think too much, Hu Xiao's fist had already hit him.

He tilted his head slightly, and the fist brushed past his ears, and he could even hear the sound of the wind blowing.

Indeed a master!
Ding Yuan didn't dare to be careless anymore, he might be even more difficult to deal with than Cui Shang, the number one bodyguard of the Cui family he was fighting against.

Where did so many masters come from?

After the punch was missed, the opponent did not continue to bully him, but chose to retreat to distance himself.

Naturally, Ding Yuan would not give him this chance, he kicked him over, raised his arms to block him, and took the kick.

"Good guy!"

He exclaimed, this guy has something, he really is a master.

Good guy, I'm just a good guy.

The next moment, he rushed forward suddenly and punched the other side's door; before the man could react, he was punched on the nose.

"Oh?" Ding Yuan was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

I used a lot of strength for this punch, but when I hit it, I looked like a normal person, not even a nosebleed?
It looks like a physique tempered by frequent beatings, not ordinary hard.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"King Kong is undefeated, right?"

Hearing his words, the other party sneered: "It's good to know, so don't waste your efforts."

Gold bell cover, iron cloth shirt, what is the most afraid of this kind of tough external skills?

Ding Yuan remembers that these martial arts in TV dramas all have one thing in common.

"I hope you can withstand the next move."

He smiled intoxicatingly, as if thinking of something happy.

(End of this chapter)