Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 308 Angry Birds

Inside a Mercedes, a professor who looked like Guan Yu (a famous Chinese general known for his martial arts prowess) yelled, "Stop firing the gun, drive!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the driver was shot in the head by Shuanggulong!

"grass!"

Blood splattered all over the professor's mouth and face. He wiped the blood from his face and cursed, "Little bird, you drive!"

The little bird that looked like a yellow dog immediately stuck its foot out from the passenger seat and kicked the dead body out of the driver's seat.

He crouched down and squeezed into the driver's seat.

"Boss, buckle up, I'm a fast driver!"

"Hurry up and drive!"

The professor, who resembled Guan Yu, also looked nervous, completely unlike his composure when he first arrived.

The little bird gritted its teeth and stepped on the gas.

hum!

The Mercedes engine roared, and the entire car shot off like an arrow.

As soon as the little bird drove off, it sensed something was wrong, and the whole car went out of control, crashing directly into the flower bed on the side of the road.

The hood of the car was flipped open, and all the airbags deployed.

"Fuck me!"

The professor cursed, kicked open the car door, and prepared to slip away in the chaos, shouting, "Get out of the car and run in different directions!"

At the professor's command, the people in the other cars opened their doors and scattered in all directions.

Fei Sha yelled through the loudspeaker, "Don't let a single one escape! Catch them all!"

Looking at the professors and others scattering and fleeing in the street.

Ling Jing, who was at a high vantage point, shook his head, packed up his sniper rifle, and quickly went downstairs.

Li Jian felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the professor's profile.

"Wasn't Fu Guang already executed in the north?"

Fu Guangke was personally handed over to Daquanbao and his men, so there's absolutely no mistake.

Moreover, after Fu Guang was executed in the north, Gong Wei made a special international long-distance call to report the good news to him.

But the guy in front of me, who looked exactly like Fu Guang, was exactly the same as Fu Guang except for not wearing the black trench coat, white gloves, and black sunglasses that Fu Guang always wore. They were practically twins.

This professor was just as cunning and treacherous as Fu Guang; he deliberately chose to go to places with few people.

Shuanggulong and his men also rushed over, splitting up to chase after the fleeing bandits.

After seeing the guy who looked exactly like Fu Guang, Li Jian knew who the boss of this group was.

Apart from Guan Yu, no one can suppress his aura.

Li Jian took off chasing after him!

This is the first time I've ever been chased and beaten.

If he doesn't avenge this, where will Li Jian put his face in the future? How will he ever be able to work in the Hong Kong police force again?

Li Jian raised his gun and fired from a distance.

The professor, who was running away, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He lay down, kicked the ground with his feet, rolled several times, got up, and continued running.

The professor glanced back and saw Li Jian walking briskly, already seven or eight body lengths behind him.

He shouted to his henchmen, "Stop him!"

One of the henchmen rushed up, intending to punch Li Jian.

Li Jian delivered a right whip kick, and with a crisp crack, the younger brother's neck bone was shattered by the whip.

"Still running!"

Li Jian took out a brick from his spatial ring and threw it at the professor's vest.

Li Jian possesses the legendary skill of Little Li Flying Dagger, which never misses its mark.

He just never liked using throwing knives.

So he replaced the throwing knife with a brick.

A brick is great; it's powerful and doesn't hurt the brain. You can smash someone without them making a sound.

Whoosh!

Li Jian swung his arm, and the brick in his hand shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the back of the professor's head as he was running away.

Hearing the whistling wind behind his ear, the professor instinctively tilted his head, trying to dodge the fatal blow.

Snapped!

However, he didn't deflect the brick far enough, and the brick, which causes widespread damage, hit him directly on the shoulder.

The professor staggered forward as if he had been pushed by a huge force, and finally fell to the ground with a thud, landing face-first in the dirt.

"Ouch!" the professor cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

Li Jian rushed forward and stepped on the professor's back, his tone icy: "Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

The professor struggled a few times but found he couldn't break free, so he could only sigh helplessly: "Li Jian, you win. I admit defeat."

Li Jian sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Why didn't you behave this way earlier? You only listen after getting hit with a brick."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of handcuffs from his spatial ring and quickly handcuffed the professor's hands.

The professor defiantly cried out, "Brothers, don't worry about me, run!"

Li Jian grabbed the professor's ear and pulled hard.

The professor screamed repeatedly: "You son of a bitch, you're using violence against us ordinary people! I'm filing a complaint against you!"

Li Jian grabbed his other ear and pulled it back forcefully: "Fine, since we're going to complain anyway, I'll just tear your ear off first."

Feeling Li Jian's unparalleled strength, the professor, whose ear had been pulled until it bled, quickly backed down: "I won't complain anymore, I won't complain anymore!"

"That's a good girl!"

Li Jian grabbed the professor by the back of the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Fei Sha got out of the command vehicle and jogged along, panting, "Brother Jian! Are you alright?"

Li Jian laughed and said, "It's nothing, just a few petty thieves. How's the battle going?"

Fei Sha said, "We've caught eight people so far, making a total of nine. Two others escaped, but Jiaju has already led a group to chase after them."

Upon hearing that eight people had been arrested, the professor's eyes were filled with resentment and malice.

Li Jian slapped him hard across the face with his big slingshot: "What the hell are you looking at? Want to fight one-on-one?"

The professor spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered, "Don't be fooled by my iron chains; they may bind my hands and feet, but they can't contain my soaring ambitions!"

"You're still singing even after being arrested? How arrogant can you be?" Fei Sha really wanted to slap him too, but he didn't have Li Jian's confidence.

The professor scoffed, "There are so many reporters here, go ahead and hit me if you dare!"

"Hahaha, you won't dare now, will you!"

Li Jian raised his hand and swung it at me: "Am I being too polite? What the hell do you call me?"

The professor spat out another mouthful of bloody saliva: "My name is Fu Rong, and Fu Guang is my younger brother. I'm here to avenge him, but unfortunately, I didn't manage to shoot you dead!"

So he's Fu Guang's older brother. No wonder they look so alike.

Li Jian couldn't help but take a second look, and finally discovered the key point.

This guy named Fu Rong has a small mustache on his chin.

However, this tuft of beard is extremely well hidden; you really can't see it unless you look closely.

The task of cleaning up the mess was left to Fei Sha.

"Go back and interrogate Fu Rong thoroughly. I think he's a big fish!"

Fat Sha stood at attention and said, "Yes, sir!"

. . . . . . .

The little bird (yellow dog) changed its clothes several times along the way, sometimes crawling into sewers and sometimes hiding in trash cans.

The bird only dared to peek out after hiding in the trash can until dark.

"Damn it, who the hell wrapped a pile of shit in newspaper?!"