Death Inquisitor

Before he wants to go to the security bureau, there is a general young man, positive hands into the pocket, slowly of the gates of the Juli Agency.

"Hey, there is anything else, is there anything I need help?"

In the door of the door, the public security on duty came over and asked toward him.

"Nothing, I just want to wait someone here." Ye Chen smiled.

"That's not, here is not where you stand." That lawn shook his head.

"Why, the guy there is nothing to stand at the door without anything?" Ye Chen pointed at the door of the Ministry of Public Security, a man with a shell-shoulder backpack, and the man holding ice cream said.

Obviously, he is also a person who is waiting.

"That's not the same, he can stand, but you can't. If there is no thing, please leave here, I don't want to inform you the second time."

That security strict condition refused, then turned to go to the duty room.

At the same time, there was a whisper in his mouth: "The troubled yellow monkey."

The smile on Ye Chen face slightly converges.

Next to him, it is actually floating a screen that is also invisible.

The above is written in such a data.

"XXX Security Bureau, its internal police officers have extremely serious racial discrimination traditions, and this year is in violation of procedures in the trial, forced confessions of more than 20 blacks and yellow people, and killed five innocent citizens, forcibly will Some cases that cannot be detected, set on their head. "

It seems that this is not fake here. At least discrimination has been proven.

Ye Chen did not leave it. Most people in this Security Association have been sufficient to obtain trial levels.

After all, the crime of Ros listed on the screen is just the ugly that happened this year.

It is conceivable that in this year, people in this year have committed many horrific crimes.

Racial discrimination, strict punishment, planting, causing death, causing death ... Just a few A4 paper can't finish.

Therefore, Ye Chen decided that after the trial of Liang Boqian, even the guilty person in this public security bureau took away. They are here to disaster innocent people.

But ... There is always someone who can't wait to die!

"Hey, yellow monkey, are you looking for? Why is it here!"

After the public security returned to the duty room, I suddenly found that the Oriental of the door was still there.

I can't help but feel so good, do you look so good? It is still said that this police uniform can't order these damn bugs.

Therefore, his expression is very bad, and it is coming out from the duty room, come over the Ye Chen.

"The dead junk, you can't walk now, you are alleged to disturb the order of public places, give me a while, if you find that you also involve other cases, you will wait for prison Half life! "This foreign public security said, from the fart, the post-shaped trouser pocket, took out a pair of glimized handcuffs.

It is to mention it here, as early as Ye Chen appeared here, the picture of the live broadcast was turned over.

So the audience will be angry.

"I dare to find the trouble of judge the boss, it is really Shouxing, eating cream, turning it."

"This foreign public security can be elected for the most old people, actually to take the initiative to find the trouble of death sentence, who does not dare not accept?"

The door of the Security Bureau, the man who eating ice cream, curiously looks at this.

I have to have an accident and hurry to the distance.

After a little bit a little, I started to walk down, and a look at the lively appearance. There is also a smile on your face.

But soon, the smile on his face is solidified, and then be shocked.

The ice cream in your hand is on the ground, holding his head with your hands, shouting: "I bought it! My God!"

I saw there, the foreign public security has already paired his hand, and the pain is on the ground.

"Xiete, Xie! Some people attacked the police, some people attacked the police!"

He rolled on the ground and shouted while screaming.

In the live broadcast, the audience took a breath of cold.

Waquet, this security bureau is to be erased from the Earth?

At this time, in the video, new crimes appeared.

It is a crime of a series of extreme harsh and knowledgeable laws such as the cultivation of this security bureau.

The audience will no longer have to ask.

Ma egg, this is the rhythm of this security bureau from the Earth!

In the taxi, Liang Boqian continued to wipe the cold sweat of forehead.

The elongation of the neck looks at the front of the front of the Sichuan, and I am afraid to go to the extreme.

Why don't you still have a security bureau, isn't it very close?

He didn't look at it now in a few minutes, even if the police car whistle, he won this time from the Public Security Bureau to the hotel. What's more, he is now riding a taxi, which is so fast.

But Liang Boqi urgently, this is too late to be sentenced to death, too.

"Come, trouble, you will hurry again, the guy may find me at any time!" He couldn't help but urge the black driver.

"Sir, this is the fastest speed, otherwise I will be caught by the traffic police. I think you should calm down, you are now safe." Black driver said.

Liang Boqian has a simple mind.

very safe? Safe a fart!

Even if he doesn't know if he can safely, it is a death sentence! God's existence!

Poor him doesn't know, maybe when he rushed to the Security Bureau, he can only see a ruin.

Because with the imagination of the Ye Chen, the moment lost the shouts of foreign public security, a large group of people came out of the public security bureau.

At the same time, I still took a gun. Because the foreign public security shoulders on duty, there is radio. He just used radio to inform people inside.

"Don't move!"

"Raise your hand!"

"The dead yellow monkey, these immigrants and foreign people are evil!"

A group of people quickly surround the Ye Chen group.

The foreign public security that fell on the ground was also supported by the companion.

The face is awkward, and the air is absorbed.

Obviously, the foot of Ye Chen, let him cool the sky. .