Before leaving, He Xiaotian conveniently placed the pig's head that survived the explosion on Zhao Lei's chest and asked him to hold it with his hands.

At the entrance of the Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse, Director Huang kept wiping his sweat, worried about his comrades in the task force.

The scream just now was so shrill that it even cut through the sky, which was really disturbing.

They were afraid that Zhao Lei and Zhou Yun would die, in which case they could only wait for instructions from the provincial capital.

He didn't dare to give an order and lead his police officers in, risking their lives in vain.

"Whoosh!"

He Xiaotian climbed over the wall with two sledgehammers, and with a burst of force under his feet, his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting in the direction he came from.

"Junming, did you feel like something flew past us just now?"

"I couldn't see clearly, it seemed like a gust of wind was passing by."

I got into my second-hand Audi and reluctantly placed the hammer.

He Xiaotian thought for a while, took out a pen and paper and scribbled a line of words with his left hand.

Then he picked up a stone, wrapped it in paper, flicked it hard with his right hand, and shot Director Huang.

“Dang Cang!!”

"who?"

Director Huang got excited, held guns in both hands, and swept around.

After a while, a police officer pointed to his car door and said: "Chief, there is a paper ball on top."

"???"

are you kidding me!

Can your paper balls be embedded in car doors?

It took several people a long time to dig out the paper ball.

Director Huang opened it and grinned.

This word is so ugly!

Our children's graffiti is 10,000 times more beautiful than this.

[The slaughterhouse incident has been resolved. The two members of the task force were seriously injured and unconscious. Please rescue them as soon as possible. Also, you’re welcome. Helping others is the foundation of happiness. Please call me Lei丨Feng.]
Chapter completed!