I want to be a super cop

Chapter 393 Kneel down!

"how?"

Zhong Tianzheng was holding a solid wooden pole, and planted it heavily on the ground, and the muddy ground suddenly splashed with broken mud: "Do you think that this kind of thing can block me here?"

The advantages of the solid wood pole were fully demonstrated at this moment. I don't know what kind of wood it is made of. It is very strong. After being hacked several times with a sickle, there are not too many cutting marks left on it.

"Grass."

The middle-aged man holding the sickle roared angrily, and charged forward again brandishing the sickle.

"It's over!"

Zhong Tianzheng looked coldly at the middle-aged man rushing up, his body moved suddenly, and he also took the initiative to attack, his tight legs kicked the floor violently, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball, extremely fast.

in a moment.

The two met together.

The sickle came sweeping with a strong wind, Zhong Tianzheng held a shoulder pole, and directly picked it up. The long and narrow shoulder pole showed a great advantage at this moment. The sickle in the man's hand was picked up and flew out. After spinning a few times in the air, he didn't know where it fell.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhong Tianzheng let out a loud cry, and steadily controlled the shoulder pole, thrusting across the air, at a very fast speed, the pole in his hand was like a silver snake coming out of a hole, a little cold light came first and then a spear shot out like a dragon, directly piercing the middle-aged right knee.

"Crack!"

"what!"

The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by screams.

The middle-aged man who was hit by the top of the shoulder pole screamed and fell to the ground on one knee, his facial features were twisted together and his expression was painful. The knee of his right leg collapsed and his lower leg was twisted at a strange angle. The condition was tragic.

next second.

The middle-aged man only felt a strong wind blowing in front of him.

He raised his head subconsciously, and a huge shoe sole magnified infinitely in his pupils, and then he felt his head was hit by a train, rolled backwards and fell to the ground.

Zhong Tianzheng quickly followed up, stepped on the middle-aged man's chest, his eyes were cold: "There has been a harmonious society ruled by law long ago, and you are still shouting for beating and killing, it's time to be beating!"

The middle-aged man with a sunken nose wanted to struggle subconsciously, but Zhong Tianzheng's foot was firmly on his chest, making him unable to move at all.

"Grass your mother!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Do the police always beat people like this? I want to have an injury test!" While speaking, his right hand struggled to grab Zhong Tianzheng's right leg.

"Oh? Injury test? Okay!"

Zhong Tianzheng raised his eyebrows, bent his right knee, and stepped on the middle-aged palm with his left foot, and crushed it hard, just like every time he crushed a cigarette butt: "Not convinced?!"

"what!"

The middle-aged man suffered from pain and screamed again.

The palms are in close contact with the ground, and they are rubbed desperately, which is simply torture.

"Grass!"

Peng Jun looked at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground in front of him, his face was extremely ugly, and he shouted: "Gun!"

The voice fell.

The man standing behind him carrying a canvas bag unzipped the black canvas bag, and a sawed-off homemade old-fashioned shotgun appeared in his hand.

"careful!"

Ah Xiang, who was originally hiding behind the stairs in charge of filming, saw this scene, her face turned pale with fright, she jumped down the stairs, and ran in the direction of Zhong Tianzheng.

The moment Peng Jun opened his mouth, Zhong Tianzheng had already heard about it. Just as he was about to back up, the middle-aged man who fell to the ground quickly grabbed Zhong Tianzheng's calf with his left hand, and pulled him back.

"do not move!"

The man who had been silent for a long time squeezed out two words between his teeth, and the cold barrel of the gun was pressed directly on his head, and then he looked at Ah Xiang: "And you, don't move! "

"In my life, I hate people pointing a gun at my head the most."

Zhong Tianzheng gritted his teeth and looked at the man, before grinning: "It's strange to say, the case I handled recently, Du Nima was involved in a gun case, why?"

"Because you are unlucky!"

The man held a shotgun in both hands, and his tone was cold.

"Ha ha."

Zhong Tianzheng raised his hands, and slowly stood up straight, his eyes fell on the barrel of the gun.

The information of this shotgun was automatically given in my mind.

The shotgun in the man's hand should be an old-fashioned shotgun from the older generation in the countryside. The barrel has been sawed short by him, and the portability has been improved while the lethality is preserved.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, you can only fire one shot at a time, and you can't hit consecutively.

Don't underestimate this homemade shotgun.

The lethality is extremely high.

As soon as the trigger is pulled, a large number of steel balls are released from the muzzle, covering an extremely wide area.

In the environment they are in now, there are piles of dry firewood all around them, and there is no way to escape through the narrow passages.

"Do you dare to shoot?"

Zhong Tian was looking at the man with squinted eyes.

The man should be nearly 40 years old, thin, with a sallow complexion and looks bad, but it gives people a very vicious feeling, definitely not good.

"Guess if I dare!"

Unmoved, the man moved his body to make way for him.

Peng Jun came from behind him, and looked around at Zhong Tianzheng, who raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Your fierce and wise performance just now changed my opinion of you. I guess you should be in Shangnan City." You are not a little policeman, but with your skills and brains, I think you must be considered a big elite, and you must also be a mainstay, at least it is different from those big bellies."

Peng Jun is a very shrewd person.

Ever since he met Zhong Tianzheng, this petite policeman has been refreshing his opinion of him.

From the original little policeman who is not attractive to playing with his identity, to clear thinking, to black-bellied calculations and strong reasoning ability, coupled with his fighting performance just now, it is really shocking.

He is not a fool of [-] million.

Just relying on Zhong Tianzheng's performance, it can be deduced that Zhong Tianzheng may be a relatively important role in his work.

This person cannot be killed.

If Zhong Tianzheng really died, I'm afraid that there will be serious investigations over there, no matter what excuses he uses, he can't cover it up.

"I suddenly changed my mind."

Peng Jun looked at Zhong Tianzheng with flickering eyes, and turned to Ah Xiang behind him with a sneer: "I remember, this person is your little girlfriend, right? And she is also a policeman, right?"

"Do you want to threaten me with her?"

Zhong Tianzheng's eyes suddenly changed.

Not panic, but unprecedented indifference.

In the indifference, there is a killing intent.

He directly ignored the barrel of the gun on his head, twisted his neck and took out a cigarette to light himself, squinting his eyes and smoked heavily.

"You are very smart."

Peng Jun grinned and patted Zhong Tianzheng's face: "How do you think I will threaten you?!"

(End of this chapter)