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1118 Dried shrimp only

Facing Wu Bei and Cao Hanqing who suddenly broke into the picture, Mao Bin's hatred was about to break his teeth, and his chest was falling violently, as if there was a bellows hidden inside.

"Long time no see, don't be fine!"

On the other hand, Wu Bei looked calm and waved his arm like a joke.

"Get out!"

Mao Bin smashed the strong man who was squeezing his neck to the ground, turned around to look at Wu Bei.

"Be good, put it on yourself, don't force me to do it!"

Wu Bei snatched the handcuffs from Cao Hanqing's hand and threw them at Mao Bin's feet.

"Are you sleepwalking, or do you think you can eat me?"

Mao Bin glanced at the handcuffs with a slanted glance and laughed in anger.

"How much strength do you have to fight me?"

Wu Bei asked resentfully.

Mao Bin frowned, obviously being touched by Wu Bei.

"If I tell you, Sun Ze and Fan Haoyi are around, guess can we kill you instantly?"

Wu Bei took a step forward and then said.

"You dog basket, it turns out that I was the fish you caught?"

Mao Bin was silent for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and scolded.

"You are one of them, so are he! But they can only be considered shrimp."

Wu Bei pointed to the strong man who was beaten to the side and almost fainted. His expression was a little disappointed and shook his head: "I thought there were other people with higher ranks who would be interested in Qi Jinlong, but I didn't expect it to be just like this, but it's better, it's better than nothing, haha!"

Since he learned that Qi Jinlong was not dead, Wu Bei has calculated that someone would definitely get him out of the public security hospital. Whether it was killed or rescued, Qi Jinlong was definitely unable to accept normal legal procedures and was sentenced to prison because he was involved in too many miscellaneous things, and the circles and interests involved were extremely complicated.

If he could run or jump, he might have some value for money, but now he is almost useless. Living can only be a threat. He has used his power and will only try his best to hold this guy in his own hands. He will feel safe.

"Others say you are a reckless man. For the first time, I discovered that your scheming is comparable to a monster! It's so good to disguise!"

Mao Bin sniffed, with a complex expression of wry smile.

"Don't talk to me about useless things, fight or give up? Just bet!"

Wu Bei interrupted impatiently, and while speaking, he did not forget to wink at Cao Hanqing next to him: "In this case, as a good citizen, I will prevent the suspect from committing evil deeds. Even if I accidentally beat him to death, it would not be illegal, right?"

"It's not illegal. You are cooperating with the police. I can testify for you!"

Cao Hanqing understood the little head.

"Old Mao, I'm really unhappy to have some blood on my hands, but if you have to force me to be a hero, then we can only gesture."

Wu Bei lighted a cigarette and teased in an angering tone that was not worth the effort.

"You are so cruel!"

Mao Bin bit his mouth and remained silent for a long time, and finally bent down to pick up the handcuffs and locked them on his left wrist with a click.

He didn't dare to bet whether Wu Bei's words were true or not, and he couldn't imagine how many backs were waiting for him, who was like a rough man on weekdays.

"Block another bracelet to him, you two are good to be one."

Wu Bei pointed at the strong man lying on the ground and whispered.

"Chonimad, don't go too far!"

Mao Bin's anger was ignited instantly.

"What can you do if I'm too much? Have a temper or courage! Fuck."

Wu Bei tilted his head disdainfully and chuckled.

After glaring at Wu Bei for a while, Mao Bin finally locked the other end of the handcuff in the strong man's hand unwillingness.

"I don't want to do anything. I just said to you in the evening that you don't have enough qualifications. I caught two things that tried to help the serious prisoners escape at once, and see what the old guys in your unit can say."

Wu Bei patted and was still stunned while not recovering, Cao Hanqing signaled: "What are you doing when you stand up? Call for support quickly."

"That Qiu Hu..."

Cao Hanqing asked in a low voice.

"Brother, you won't change seventy-two times. Is it difficult to understand if you have no clone? The serious prisoner is dead or alive, and it is completely out of your control. If you have this time, it's better to think about how to write your upcoming statement."

Wu Bei spitted a mouthful of smoke rings and turned his eyes to Mao Bin with a smile.

"You fool me, Sun Ze and Fan Haoyu are not nearby at all, right?"

Mao Bin's teeth creaked, as if he wanted to tear Wu Bei apart.

"It's not considered a bluff. Even if they are not here, it's not difficult for me to press you down. Besides, I can't do it, isn't it okay?"

Wu Bei lifted his coat a little, revealing half of the black gun handle.

"Awesome, we work every step of the way, and we are all acting with you."

Mao Bin vomited a long breath and drooped his head very simply.

"Mao, actually, you tell me now, who is behind you? I can't consider letting you go. My buddy's credit book has to add your name, just consider it."

Wu Bei walked to the side and spitted white mist on the other person's cheeks.

"roll!"

Mao Bin let out a hysterical roar.

"You are a good person, but your temper is a little rough, your eyes are a little small, and you can't tell whether you are a human or a ghost. Qi Jinlong is like this. He is still thinking about saving him. If he can know you, it is definitely his ancestors who burn incense. You guys can get along. If you can escape this time, I will invite you to drink afterwards."

Wu Bei grinned and patted Mao Bin on the shoulder.

"Get out! I'll disappear from my eyes right away!"

Mao Bin cursed wildly. If it weren't for the strong man with a 200-pound pound lock on the other end of the handcuffs, he would have dared to jump up and fight to the death.

"Oh, the brave ones drive away the dragon and the tiger, and the timid ones ride cats and mice. You said you have reached this point, why don't you dare to bet what I said is true or false? Let me tell you the cruel truth. Sun Ze and the others are not there, and I am not sure to eat you. This thing is even more of a decoration. Are you angry?"

Wu Bei stood up and pulled out the black "gun handle" on his waist. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a TV remote control, but it was darker and looked like a pistol.

"My God, your whole family..."

Mao Bin's chest felt cramped, then his throat became sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It hurts your body when you are so angry. Look at you, you don't need to hit you this time. You are definitely not the opponent."
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