"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

In a small, closed room with dim lights, Ma Hongjun was handcuffed to an iron chair.

It wasn't that Ma Hongjun didn't want to break free. The moment he was taken down and handcuffed on the spot, his soul power began to become disordered. It wasn't until he was escorted to this room that his soul power flowed normally.

But that doesn't mean he has the ability to escape. On the contrary, Ma Hongjun's soul power was flowing normally, but it was like a pool of stagnant water, not obeying his orders at all.

Ma Hongjun's eyes and eyebrows worked hard together, and the facial features on his chubby face, which were originally small, were so wrinkled that they were almost invisible, but his soul power remained motionless, as if they were fake.

"Don't waste your efforts. If we can let you escape so easily, our police station will have no meaning in existence."

A slightly childish voice sounded, the door was opened, and the whole room lit up.

Ma Hongjun followed the sound and found that the person speaking was a boy who looked to be about ten years old. He was wearing a suit called a suit that had suddenly become popular recently, and he was holding a folder in his hand.

"Sorry to trouble you." The captain of the law enforcement team who sent Ma Hongjun back before was talking to the boy.

"It's okay. This is what I should do. You can go back and rest first." The young man waved his hand and said goodbye to the man.

The door was closed from the outside.

pop - pop - pop -

The boy's footsteps echoed endlessly in this small space, as if stepping on Ma Hongjun's heart. Maybe the atmosphere was too depressing, maybe he didn't have the confidence in his heart, but Ma Hongjun's voice was a little dry.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

When the young man heard this question, his steps stopped, and the expression on his face was so hard to describe.

"I didn't expect that I would be asked such a question by a guy caught in an anti-pornography and illegal operation." The young man's tone revealed a, well, very awkward feeling, "My name is Tang Jing, and I am responsible for interrogating you. people."

"You can call me Officer Tang."

Are today's police officers so young? I thought it would be Scarface interrogating him.

Tang Jing didn't care what Ma Hongjun was thinking. He walked to the table and sat down. He turned on the strong lamp on the table and stood in front of Ma Hongjun.

"Name." Tang Jing opened the folder, which contained recording paper and a photo of Ma Hongjun taken when he was escorted in.

"Ma Hongjun." Ma Hongjun didn't know why, so he answered subconsciously.

"Gender." Tang Jing's pen kept moving on the paper. Ma Hongjun couldn't understand what he was writing. It was not a common text in Douluo Continent.

"This is just a casual question. It doesn't matter if you don't answer."

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a surge of anger coming up. Before he could get angry, the next question came.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"I don't know," Ma Hongjun said confidently. He really felt that he was right.

Then, Ma Hongjun watched helplessly as Tang Jing wrote in words he was familiar with. The prisoner refused to admit that he had crossed the line during the severe crackdown. His attitude was very improper and it was recommended that he be dealt with harshly.

"Wait! I'm innocent! I don't know what severe beatings are!"

Although Ma Hongjun didn't know how to deal with this severe punishment, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Well, you go ahead. The technicians have already checked your phone. The three announcements sent by Shengta are all shown as read."

Tang Jing, the old man, leaned back on the ground and crossed his arms to see Ma Hongjun's look of shame under the hammer.

"No, I really don't know. I turned it off without looking carefully. I never look at these things." Ma Hongjun said with a stiff tongue.

Tang Jingcai didn't bother to pay attention to him. If it hadn't been for the fact that he was a student of Shrek Academy, if it wasn't handled properly, diplomatic problems might arise. The prosecutor's office would have interrogated him overnight and sent this fat boy to jail.

Guanhu is so annoying! Barak actually has so many connections, Wang Gaozhuo can't do it!

"Is there a guarantor?" Tang Jing didn't want to write any more. After a while, the teachers at Notting College would have to do their rounds. This last one was dealt with quickly.

"Officer Tang, I am really innocent." Although Dean Flender knew that he committed the crime against the wind, Ma Hongjun felt that he still wanted the face if he really asked Dean Flender to bail him out.

"That's it." Tang Jing tapped his pen on the table twice, as if he was thinking, "In that case, you can sleep here today, and we will continue tomorrow."

After saying that, Tang Jing threw the pen on the table and pretended to leave, muttering something about "it takes three years to start driving a stroller."

How can this be done? Ma Hongjun was arrested before the evil fire was released. Although the feeling of surging blood disappeared after entering this strange room, he was still anxious. This was a matter of life. .

"Wait!" Ma Hongjun shouted urgently, "Flanders, the dean of Shrek Academy, is my guarantor!"

"I told you earlier," Tang Jing gave Ma Hongjun a big smile, "I've been waiting for you to say this."

Ma Hongjun was completely confused. He felt like he had been trapped in some kind of trap.

In fact, he did fall into a trap, a conspiracy carefully planned by Comrade Wang Gaozhuo.

As the center of the Signal Tower's first five-year plan, the Balak Kingdom has three hard bones to deal with. One is the noble class of the Balak Kingdom, the other is the Wuhun Hall of the Balak Kingdom, and the last one is the Shrek Academy of the Balak Kingdom. .

The aristocracy of the Balak Kingdom was killed by Wang Gaozhuo. Tang Jing seriously doubted whether Wang Gaozhuo was an aristocrat and whether he was political and had a heart before he came to Holy Soul Village.

The Wuhun Temple of Balak Kingdom didn't waste any effort. Wang Miaomiao took people to the border to bomb the area and came back to settle the accounts and clean up the domestic ones. Who would have thought that the Wuhun Temple here was so cowardly that he just withdrew on his own.

Now, two of the three major problems have been eliminated, and the remaining Shrek Academy is very difficult to deal with.

First of all, this is an educational institution, and if you have nothing to do with it, you are not being responsible.

Secondly, although it is an educational institution and looks harmless to humans and animals, it is full of soul saints and soul emperors and is very threatening. If you don't engage in it, don't you feel bad about it? If others don't mention it, Wang Gaozhuo is very uncomfortable anyway.

Finally, there are only a few students in this educational institution, but the graduates are all elites. If one person fails, it can easily affect the overall plan.

However, Wang Gaozhuo was someone who gave up so easily. After obtaining Tang Jing's consent, Wang Gaozhuo formulated this restriction plan. While cracking down on pornography and illegal activities, he could also restrict Shrek Academy's actions.

When Friend, the dean of Shrek Academy, came to bail, Wang Gaozhuo and Tang Jing, the person in charge of this anti-pornography and anti-illegal operation, had a cordial meeting on the issue of Ma Hongjun driving a stroller.

Comrade Wang Gaozhuo said very sincerely:

We are different now from before. We are about to take a big step into modern society. The moral bottom line is higher than before. Driving a stroller is not allowed. It is immoral and against human ethics.

Even if you have difficulties, just because you have difficulties does not mean that you can drive a stroller as a matter of course, or even commit crimes against the wind. You know how bad this influence is and what a blow it will be to the previous moral propaganda.

If you must bail out your family, a habitual criminal who drives a stroller for three years, for the sake of the Shrek Academy Soul Saint and Soul Emperor, I can give you this face, and even provide free suppressors produced by Shengta to help treat the symptoms. .

But do you need to sign this "Treaty of Non-Aggression, Watch and Mutual Assistance", or do you want to forcefully rob the prison?

Although Wang Gaozhuo is one of his own, Tang Jing still has to say that this guy really has a strong villain aura, and he is not timid at all when facing the Soul Saint. Gao Zhuo is awesome.

Tang Jing, who had completely forgotten that he had been fucked by Wang Gaozhuo, sat on the side eating melon and called Wang Gaozhuo from the bottom of his heart.

"Can I go back and discuss this matter again?" Flanders wanted to struggle again.

Ma Hongjun must fish it out, and he has never thought about going against Shengta, but signing an agreement cannot be so hasty.

"In this case, let's talk about it tomorrow. It's time for Tang Jing to go back, right?" Wang Gaozhuo is not willing to give up this good opportunity now. If Flanders goes back and regrets it, he feels that it is not worth it to lure Ma Hongjun. Woolen cloth.

The possibility is very small, but it still exists. I heard that the dean is a hard-core man who can't get enough of his hair.

Tang Jing, who was suddenly clicked, reacted quickly: "Yes, it's time for me to go back. Why don't Dean Flender come to collect the person tomorrow?"

Seeing the attitudes of the two people, Flanders became entangled. His increasingly wrinkled palms rubbed the agreement, and he opened the agreement from time to time to look at it for a while.

Time passed minute by minute, just when Wang Gaozhuo and Tang Jing thought they would find another opportunity.

"I'll sign, and I'll communicate well with the teachers in the college."

Wang Gaozhuo thoughtfully handed over the pen and asked Tang Jing and Flender to shake hands and take photos for the creation of the heaven and earth draft.

Flanders seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant, and his whole back was stooped.

Tang Jing looked at Flanders's appearance and winked at Flanders: "Next year, you won't reject me because of what happened today."

"you?"

"Please take good care of me in the future, Dean Flanders." Tang Jing showed an obedient smile facing Tang San.

Flanders shook hands with Tang Jing in a daze, and his spine that had just been bent seemed to straighten again.

Maybe, I did the right thing.