pjbooks Chapter 188 She's really a fairy.
Chapter 188 She's really a fairy.
Fu Guang let out a blood-curdling scream.
Fu Guang's shinbone was crushed to pieces, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh connecting it.
The wealthy people present were stunned, staring at Li Jian in disbelief.
Noticing their gazes, Li Jian took out his badge from his pocket: "Hello everyone, I am a police officer, Inspector Li Jian from the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit. Please do not panic. Our men have taken control of the ship. Please leave in an orderly manner!"
Before boarding the ship.
These wealthy individuals also had their cell phones and cameras confiscated.
Li Jian was not worried that his violent acts would be spread.
in contrast.
Li Jian also wanted to use Fu Guang to give these big water monkeys a warning.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the wealthy crowd.
Li Jian slowly raised his foot again and broke Fu Guang's other leg.
It's not that Li Jian is heartless; he's telling everyone.
Those who offend Li Jian will be punished, no matter how far away they are!
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
Fu Guang let out a blood-curdling scream.
Even the most ruthless person couldn't withstand the pain of having their leg bone broken by someone's bare feet.
Moreover, he was just a paper tiger, all bark and no bite.
Despite appearing like a lunatic in the film, Fu Guang is actually a very self-respecting person.
He doesn't smoke, gamble, or frequent brothels, and he has a severe case of mysophobia, but he's ruthless and shows no mercy to those around him.
This kind of person is extremely selfish!
Li Jian lowered his head and pressed, "Tell me, where is the other liquid bomb?"
Fu Guang was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes: "Damn it, Gan Lin's mother, you should have said so earlier! Is it really worth it for a stupid bomb!"
Li Jian didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he directly stomped on his remaining good hand and broke it.
"If you say another word, I'll stomp on your head. I want to see if your head is as hard as your mouth."
"Holy crap! The bomb's under the ring!"
Fu Guang was truly terrified.
He was vicious, but that was towards others; he desperately didn't want to die.
Li Jian bent down and, sure enough, found a liquid bomb with flashing red dots below the arena.
Fu Guang stared at Li Jian with a face full of resentment, wondering why the liquid bomb at the police station hadn't killed that bastard Li Jian.
It seemed that he had seen through Fu Guang's thoughts.
Li Jian laughed and said, "Your little brother, who is born with superhuman strength, has already confessed everything. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have known that you gave me such a big gift. You should thank him."
"grass!"
Fu Guang wanted to cry but had no tears.
Gong Wei faced ten opponents with ease, only sustaining minor injuries.
The cargo ship set sail and returned to the port.
The cabin doors opened.
ashore.
A large number of police cars rushed to the scene.
There were many paparazzi cars behind them.
Involving dozens of Hong Kong tycoons, news media had already caught wind of the situation and rushed over.
At the front of the list, naturally, was Huang Bingyao, who loved to show off the most.
However, Huang Bingyao also had a heavyweight figure by his side – Li Wenbin, the deputy director of the operations department.
When Li Jian stepped off the ship for the first time, he was still carrying Fu Guang, who was almost unconscious.
"Li Sir! Huang Sir! Li Jian of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit has lived up to your expectations and successfully apprehended the mastermind of the criminal gang!"
As he spoke, Li Jian threw Fu Guang on the ground and saluted Li Wenbin and Huang Bingyao one after the other.
Li Wenbin's eyes shone brightly. He walked up to Li Jian, patted him hard on the shoulder, and said, "Not bad, not bad, you're a promising young man. I didn't misjudge you. You've done another great service to the police force this time!"
Li Wenbin turned to Huang Bingyao and said, "Huang sir, write me a report later. I want to ask the director for commendation!"
Huang Bingyao stood at attention, his belly sticking out like a pregnant woman's: "Yes, sir!"
After offering Li Jian a few words of encouragement, Li Wenbin walked towards the cargo ship.
Anyone with a brain knows they're definitely going to find those big water monkeys.
It was a colony after all, and capital held a very strong position.
This was the first time Huang Bingyao had shown his face like this. He grabbed Li Jian's arm and said, "Jian, I knew you were a good kid, but I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise. Come on, let your older brother give you a hug and share in the joy!"
Li Jian dodged Huang Bingyao's bear hug: "Huang sir, there are so many people watching, be mindful of your behavior!"
"So what if there are a lot of people? This is just pure camaraderie between superiors and subordinates!" Huang Bingyao finally understood Lin Guoxiong's happiness. "Ah Jian, from now on, when we're alone, don't call me Huang Sir, just call me Big Brother!"
"Big brother?"
“e=(′o｀*))) Sigh!” Huang Bingyao’s fat face seemed to dance.
"Jian! Jian!"
Fang Yihua suddenly appeared in the group, and Li Jian quickly walked over: "Aunt Fang, what brings you here?"
Fang Yihua rolled her eyes at him, grabbed him and checked him over, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured. She said, "You're such a worry. I work in the General Logistics Department of the Bureau. Of course I know about something as big as mobilizing a helicopter."
You promised me yesterday you wouldn't start working right away, but I didn't expect you to be working so hard so soon! You're driving me crazy!
Li Jian felt guilty and didn't dare to talk back.
Mona Fong criticized him for being caring, but this care made Li Jian feel warm inside.
Huang Bingyao walked over and said, "Ah Jian, a reporter is coming to interview you, come over quickly!"
Fang Yihua spat: "You fatso, all you know how to do is take advantage of my Ah Jian. Ah Jian, your collar is a little crooked."
Fang Yihua straightened Li Jian's collar as if he were her own son, made sure everything was in order, patted Li Jian's chest and said, "My Jian is the most handsome. Go on, show the people of Hong Kong Island!"
The reporters' interviews continued in full swing.
Hong Kong Island is such a small place, yet it has several television stations.
There are too many monks and not enough porridge; there are too many wolves and not enough meat.
Almost all media outlets are eager to uncover exclusive breaking news.
A pretty female reporter with a pointed chin swayed her enviable figure as she pushed her way through the crowd to the front. "Hello, Mr. Li, I'm Lok Wai-ching, a reporter from ABC. May I ask you a few questions?"
Li Jian glanced at the female reporter.
Her long, straight black hair cascaded over her shoulders. She wore a white suit jacket with a small vest, and her long, slender legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings and seven-centimeter pointed high heels.
Li Jian almost blurted out the other person's name—Wang Jing's ex-girlfriend and Shen Jiawei's current wife!
Rumor has it that she had chin surgery, but it's unclear whether that's true.
Li Jian did indeed linger on the other person's chin for a few seconds before smiling and saying, "Okay, please ask."
Le Huizhen asked several questions in a row.
The other reporters behind them were dissatisfied: "Hey, are you done asking your questions? Don't you know the rules?"
Lok Wai-ching was quite fiery. She turned her head and said, "Do you understand the concept of first come, first served? I'm happy to ask, and Inspector Lee is happy to answer. It's none of your business!"
Lok Wai-ching turned around, her face beaming with a smile: "Mr. Lee, would you do me the honor of inviting me for a cup of coffee?"
Seeing Yue Huizhen's outstretched hand, Li Jian accepted it without hesitation.
As Li Jian held Le Huizhen's soft little hand, he felt as if something had been stuffed into his palm.
He discreetly slipped the note into his pocket.
Le Huizhen winked at him and swayed away.
Li Jian shook his head, thinking to himself: What a waist-slimming woman!
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