Chapter 141 Cover the Sky with One Hand, the Jedi Counterattacks (3) Three-Shift

There were footsteps outside the door, Wei Sheng took two steps back, and stood there with cold eyes, staring at the horse's face and the thin monkey who entered the door.

Looking outside again, Zhang Xian and others have disappeared, and the sound of footsteps from near to far in the corridor can still be faintly heard.

The horse-faced man had a dark expression and raised his head towards the thin monkey, "Find out the phone."

It was previously instructed that this little girl had a phone in her hand, and when she brought it into the police station, the phone was detained and she was not allowed to make calls.

Wei Sheng squinted, it seemed that Li Xianzong didn't want her to have the opportunity to ask him for help.

The thin monkey immediately walked forward with a baton, pointed at Wei Sheng with the cold pitch-black end of the stick, "Take out the phone!"

Wei Sheng held on to his side shoulders without hesitation, turned to his pocket with one hand, and put the white CS998 on the table, but put his hand in his pocket again and did not come out.

Ma Lian stepped forward immediately, picked up Wei Sheng's phone and raised his eyebrows, "Slot! CS998? The little girl is quite rich?" He looked at Wei Sheng suspiciously.

Before arresting the person, he had already called up Wei Sheng's file in the internal system, and learned that she was from Hutai County, and that neither her parents had any identities.

In other words, they are ordinary people who are trampled to death and have nowhere to ask for help, so that the sky should not be called the earth.

What's more, because she has been in contact with all kinds of people from the three religions and nine classes all the year round, you can tell the difference just by looking at the clothes. Wei Sheng's dress does not look like a child from a rich family, especially when she is wearing the Manchaonan Night Market on her feet. There are 30 yuan snow boots sold on the street.

Playing with Wei Sheng's cell phone, Ma's face smacked his lips, and he took the opportunity to put the phone in his pocket.

He is still using the big brother he bought in his early years. Although the glory has passed for a while, it has passed out.

On the contrary, this CS998 is broadcast every day on TV, and the price is high. The director sits on the table during meetings all day long. Although his colleagues scold him for being stinky and showy in private chats, he is also envious.

Touching the mobile phone in his pocket, Ma face smiled.

The skinny monkey exclaimed in dissatisfaction, "Brother, this is not important!"

Ma Lian waved his hand, "Let's talk about it, you don't know if I don't pay attention to it?"

The skinny monkey licked his tongue happily and turned to look at Wei Sheng.

The bright incandescent lights in the interrogation room reflected his thin face as vulgar and impatience, "Little girl, you can't blame us for this. If you want to blame it, you can blame that person."

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked Wei Sheng's stomach.

Even if he didn't let his arms or legs move, he still had a way to deal with her.

Wei Sheng's face sank, and the moment the other party lifted his foot, he suddenly took out the pistol in his pocket!

The black barrel of the gun was nailed straight to the center of the opponent's foot, and the bullet was loaded and the trigger was pulled.

Because she planned to use this pistol against Miles from the beginning, in order not to cause a big noise in the mountains, she asked Yuan Chunbo for a silencer pistol.

Although it is a simple built-in resistive muffler, it cannot completely eliminate the gunshot, but it is still very effective in controlling the noise.

With a low gunshot, the skinny monkey fell to the ground, laying on the ground hugging his ankle and exhaling in pain.

Wei Sheng put down his arms, the recoil caused the pain in his shoulders to aggravate, and cold sweat broke out in his forehead.

Instead of going to see the thin monkey, she walked to the door and locked the door of the interrogation room.

Turning around, he carried the gun in a grand manner, staggered to the desk, pulled out the chair that the police should be sitting on when interrogating the prisoner, and sat down with a cold face.

Ma's face was horrified, and he obviously didn't expect this change in his dreams. He was caught off guard, and the thin monkey's foot was pierced by a bullet, and blood had flowed back down his trouser legs.

With a snap, Wei Sheng slapped the pistol on the desk in the police station's interrogation room, causing the horse's face to tremble.

They are policemen, and they all need to report for the use of guns, so naturally they will not be equipped with guns.

"Call." Wei Sheng was expressionless, and only spit out these three words coldly.

"What, what?" Ma face clenched his pupils, and then threatened in a flash, "Do you know what you are doing! Attack the police! Do you know the consequences?!"

This sentence did not have any confidence in the threat, in exchange for the other party to raise the muzzle of the black hole and point at himself.

The skinny monkey with a trembling wailing resounded in his ears, and Ma's face immediately licked his dry lips, "Hit, who to call?"

"Call the 'upper man' who ordered you." Wei Sheng's face was soaked with cold sweat, and the expression was unclear.

Since Li Xianzong did this, he would definitely not want to rescue him early, so since he forced himself, he might as well force him.

This is not something to be seen in the first place, but it goes beyond the trajectory of the development of the situation. If the matter is uploaded layer by layer through the horse face, it will inevitably spread to Li Xianzong's ears, and he has to solve it immediately.

She is not worried that things will get out of hand, because it is impossible for this thing to become too big, and I am afraid it is too late for everyone to endanger themselves.

Ma Lian hurriedly took out his mobile phone, but he took out Wei Sheng's CS998, and his face was stunned.

Wei Sheng's pupils darkened slightly, and the muzzle pointed down to signal him to put the phone on the table.

Ma Lian complied, and hurriedly went to get his big brother, walked to the corner and dialed the number, tremblingly said, "Boss, something happened, the skinny monkey was shot!"

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Ma Mian briefly reported the matter, then hung up the phone and turned to look at Wei Sheng.

Incandescent lights buzzed overhead, and the only thing left in the room was the waning wailing of the skinny monkeys.

I don't know how long it took, until Ma Mian felt his legs go numb and his body stiffened, and the thin monkey didn't know when the sound completely disappeared, and a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

The door was slammed, and under Wei Sheng's signal, the door opened in front of Ma's face.

When Li Xianzong stepped into the room first, he was stunned when he saw the scene inside the room.

A policeman in uniform was lying on the ground, the blood had dried up, and another policeman was standing at the door dumbfounded, staring at himself!

Wei Sheng, on the other hand, sat on the main seat of the interrogation room expressionlessly, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes on the corners of his mouth, looking embarrassed but full of awe.

"What's the matter!" Li Xianzong suddenly changed his face, raised his pistol and pointed it at the horse's face, but at the next moment he turned the gun and shot the thin monkey's head!

boom! There was an explosion, showing that the gun was not equipped with a silencer, which was extremely arrogant.

The thin monkey, who had passed out, died before he could even struggle.

Wei Sheng's pupils shrank, and his eyes flashed when he looked at Li Xianzong.

Hearing Li Xianzong's gloomy face, he pointed his gun at the corpse on the ground and asked Wei Sheng, "Did he hurt you?"

Before Wei Sheng could answer, Li Xianzong rushed out from behind a man in uniform with a cold sweat on his forehead and a pot belly in his fifties. Judging from the wrong button on his clothes and the belt that had not been fully fastened, it was obvious that it was very difficult to go out. in a hurry.

"Mr. Li, Li, it's all because of my lax governance! I don't know how much money I've charged for such a mess, and I've done such an outrageous thing!"