Chapter 326

Not only me, but also the demagogue. He looked at me with fear. After all, his unique ability can't help me. After a short pause, he hurried to help old Zhao. The latter's face was stiff, without any blood color. Looking at me again, old Zhao's eyes were full of fear.

His chest heaved a while, spitting black blood, and his breath became very disordered. He hurried to sit in situ. After a long time, old Zhao gradually became stable.

I'm scared about the backfire of the little black ball, but it's not hard to understand. Before the master blocked the little black ball, he also suffered a little internal injury. It's like a child playing with firecrackers, and the master was on guard, not too miserable. And Mr. Zhao is a real two Leng son, holding firecrackers, expecting to get something, and the result was blown out of the sky.

At that time, the master said that if you want to use real fire to drive out the power of darkness, just now that sound sounded in your mind, if you guessed correctly, there should be a black dragon. Little black ball thought it was going to be refined, so he was ready to resist, and the power of destroying the dead and pulling the rotten was like that. Even old Zhao in the middle of dark force was blown to pieces. You can imagine how terrible the little black ball was.

In the face of that burning atmosphere, my Dantian is like a frustrated ball. Old Zhao is really insidious. If he absorbs it directly, there are many uncertain factors that he may not be able to bear. Once the Dantian is refined, he can turn it into his own use.

Unfortunately, he did not expect that there was a dark power in my body!

"What kind of monster are you, boy?" Old Zhao asked cautiously.

"Ha ha, you deserve it, old man. I just said to discuss it carefully. You won't listen to me. If you want to use magic to me, believe it or not, I'll blow you up again, or I'll change your body this time, and you'll die later." I gave him a look, but I scared old Zhao.

This old man can be called the top strongman of the Cloud City pyramid, including his means and power, which are beyond the reach of others, and rarely appear so frightened.

"Well, I used the life taking baton to blow me up? How do you feel? " I frowned and winked, saying that old man Zhao had suffered from dumbness and was a little soft.

"Son of a bitch, don't beat it too early. If you kill someone, you will stay in it all your life!" Obviously, old Zhao has no choice. Gu Du has no way to deal with me. He even took a stone and hit his foot.

Although old Zhao lost one arm, his strength was still there. Moreover, my hands were handcuffed and it was difficult to use the eight pole fist, so I gave up my plan to attack old Zhao. Of course, he did not dare to provoke me again.

At this time, director Xia was guarding at the door. He had just heard the loud noise inside, but he didn't dare to rush in without the order of Mr. Zhao. When he saw the old man with one arm coming out, he couldn't help blinking. Suddenly, he was stunned. He doubted whether he was dreaming or not.

"How about your right hand, Mr. Zhao?" Director Xia asked subconsciously.

Zhao Laozi's face was very gloomy. He kicked director Zhong Xia's stomach, and the screech like a pig suddenly spread. The police station was in a panic, and they came together. Seeing this, they pulled out their pistols and aimed them at Zhao Laozi.

"Give you ten seconds, put the gun down, or die." Old Zhao said impatiently, I have been sullen, there is no place to vent, but these little policemen don't have long eyes, no wonder he said so.

"Put down the gun quickly. Those special police outside are all Mr. Zhao's people. Do you want to die?" Director Xia blushed and shouted angrily.

The little police hurried back, they were in a panic. In fact, director Xia also understood that he could not open or lift any pot, but he was too shocked. How could a sound old man Zhao lose his arm in just one or two minutes? He had an idea in his mind, which could not be done by the people in the room...

director Xia's brain was full of hot sweat, "old Zhao I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm talkative. The mayor just called and asked me to release people. "

"To whom?" Zhao asked casually.

"Zhuang Feng, anyway, the mayor's tone is very dignified. Let me release people quickly. Do you think we should release them?" Director Xia asked, trembling.

"Let's fart and let him wear it on the bottom!" Mr. Zhao is in a bad mood, because I have lost one arm. Let alone the mayor, I'm afraid the governor will not bow his head when he calls. This is a symbol of the dignity of the Zhao family.

"But what if the mayor comes in person?" Director Xia said uneasily.

"Mother Bazi, today is the king of heaven and I will not let Zhuang Feng leave here!" Mr. Zhao is rather stubborn. Director Xia dare not disobey him. He takes out his cell phone and is busy talking to the mayor.

However, the mayor of Yuncheng is still in a mess. When he heard that director Xia didn't let people go, he kept talking to each other, but some words, which can't be said too clearly, are likely to affect his immediate interests.

"Director Xia, you think clearly. It's likely that one of your decisions will affect your career in the future. I didn't mean to intimidate you. Let's do more than that. Please do yourself a favor." With that, the mayor hung up.

They have a good friendship. They have never heard the mayor's tone. Director Xia's instinctive heart is frightened. Originally, this matter had little to do with him. Only when Mr. Zhao said something, he was in a dilemma."What are you afraid of? Today, the old man is here. I'd like to see who dares to protect him!" Mr. Zhao sat on the chair and smiled a little bit. He held the handrail tightly in his left hand. In a moment, the handrail made of pure wood was crushed to powder by him.

Director Xia was so frightened that he nodded his head and couldn't help clapping. "Yes, Zhao is here. Who can protect Zhuang Feng? Maybe it's the mayor who deliberately scares me. He's paralyzed. He used to have a relationship with him and deliberately provokes my relationship with Zhao."

"Hum, the Hutou gang has been eliminated. In the future, this cloud city will be all under the Zhao family's control. What's the mayor? Sooner or later, he will catch his pigtail!" Mr. Zhao revealed a kind of heroism and courage, but he broke an arm and looked funny.

About half an hour later, at the door of the police station, four green army vehicles were placed in a row. A group of soldiers with rifles were in an orderly underground vehicle. With the momentum of lightning, they put out a formation. The extremely neat footsteps made the little police and special police blush.

However, there are twenty or thirty people standing at the door. The special police and the small police mix together. They are a little confused. They don't understand why there are people from the army coming here. They look at the brand of military vehicles, and their faces are not natural.