"Who brings a machete to a drinking party, and you want to play with it?"

"Are you afraid of being beaten by them? It's okay. I will make the decision for you. As long as you point out who hurt you, I will definitely give you justice."

"No, we are good friends. We just drink and have fun, create atmosphere and play!"

The fat policeman looked around. Although these people fell to the ground, there were no signs of fighting. Everyone's right leg seemed to be injured and they did not dare to move. If this was not a fight, what else could it be?

"Hmph, I am nicknamed Di Renjie. I have twenty years of experience in handling cases. Don't try to fool me. These people were all injured when you were having sex. Arrest them."

"Wait a minute, we are not fighting each other. We injured our legs ourselves. You can't catch us."

The Iron Masked Sword King opened his eyes and told lies.

What? He hurt himself. The fat policeman squatted on the ground and touched the man's right leg.

The legs were swinging like a swing.

"You are playing with me, can you break your legs?"

"Comrade police, even if I am beaten, I begged them to beat me. Can you take care of my masochism?"

The person who said this is definitely the loyal younger brother of the Iron Masked Sword King, so awesome!

"Comrade police, if you don't have evidence, you can't arrest us. We really didn't fight. Do you see any signs of fighting here? If so many of us were really beaten, wouldn't we say anything? If you don't believe me, ask, their

How did you hurt your leg?"

The Iron-faced Sword King said firmly.

The fat policeman looked at the man next to him and asked: "Who hurt you? Don't be afraid to tell me, I will help you make the decision."

"Comrade policeman, you danced too hard just now and you hurt yourself."

Others also said in unison: "That's right, I was just too excited and had cramps for a while."

The fat policeman was confused. He had never seen such a scene before. This was too strange.

It looked like two groups were clearly fighting with weapons, and one side was losing miserably.

But when facing the police, they are not hostile but become friends. This is shielding.

"There are so many of you, who can tell the truth? As long as you testify that they were fighting, you don't have to go into the police station. Otherwise, I will take them all away."

"Uncle policeman, we are all here to have fun, how could there be a fight? Did you hear the sound of fighting, or saw it with your own eyes? How come there are so many people injured because of the fight? There are some brothers who are fighting, how many of us?

We are fighting and making trouble, we are on good terms, do you hear me, they are all masochists, not many of them are normal, how about you give me a few beatings?"

Shang Ke seemed to understand very well, and the fat policeman was stunned for a moment.

"I'm not stupid, don't fool me."

"Hmph, who deceived you? There is no need for you police officers to meddle in other people's business. Go back quickly. Otherwise, I will sue you for violating discipline and law and disrupting public order. Let's see if you are still arrogant."

"How could this happen?"

The fat policeman looked at Kong Ye.

Kong Ye was dumbfounded. This was completely different from what he thought. According to his plan, these people should accuse Wang Fugui and Zhang Erpi. Why were they all pretending to be stupid now?

"Tie Mian, are you being blackmailed by them? You're obviously here to seek revenge, so why are you venting your anger on them?"

Kong Ye finally couldn't restrain himself and asked proactively.

"Sir, you seem to know in detail about revenge and blackmail. Could it be that you instigated it?"

I asked in pursuit of victory.

Kong Ye immediately panicked, knowing that he said the wrong thing, and immediately said: "Don't use strong words. Even if you don't admit that there was a fight, it is a crime for a group of people to make trouble with knives in broad daylight, and they must be arrested and severely tortured."

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Upon hearing this, the fat policeman agreed: "Yes, you all shut up and follow me back to the station. I will interrogate you slowly. I don't believe you if you don't tell me."

The Iron-faced Sword King walked up to Kong Ye and sneered: "What are you talking about? Who said our group was making trouble with knives? This is not a knife. This is a fake prop. It's just a joke. Do you believe it?"

The people present were stunned again, and the fat policeman stretched his neck to look over.

He couldn't help but said: "Fake props?"

The Iron-faced Sword King smiled and picked up the machete of the brother next to him, pinching it between his two fingers.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and the machete fell to the ground in two pieces.

Then several other men also broke the machetes in their hands.

The fat policeman looked at it for a moment, as if he had just come to a troupe and performed a unique trick.

"Is this a prop?"

The fat policeman looked at it suspiciously, but if it wasn't a prop, how could it be easily broken.

At this moment, I also gave Iron Mask Sword King a thumbs up in my mind. What kind of prop is this? It's just a proper machete.

It was only because they had deep inner strength and used a clever skill that they were able to cut off the machete.

However, for ordinary people, this is impossible to do.

Kong Ye was dumbfounded. He never expected that the Iron-faced Sword King would do this.

There was also a hint of panic in his eyes, as if he understood something.

The fat policeman picked up the machete on the ground and looked timid, but he still had the courage to say: "You actually dare to play with a knife in front of the police. I think you want to rebel. I will arrest everyone holding the knife."

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The police started with handcuffs, and some wanted to handcuff Wang Fugui and me.

"Are you, the police, just avenging a personal vendetta? Zhang Erpi and Wang Fugui didn't even have knives, they were just spectators. Why do you arrest them? If you want to arrest them, you have to arrest those who hold murder weapons, right?"

Shang Ke said confidently.

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with what you said!"

The Iron-faced Sword King winked at one of his men, and the boy threw the machete away.

"Okay, let me show my cards. I said I came here to play. If you don't believe me, just say I came here to fight. Then let me tell the truth. I was ordered to beat up the owner of this store. Give me that

The person who made the money is named Wei Zhiguo. I will go with you to the bureau for investigation now. You should first arrest Wei Zhiguo and confront me."

The fat policeman's expression suddenly changed and he glanced at Kong Ye.

"What do you mean, kid? What kind of trick are you playing with me? Should I arrest these people or not? Don't mess around with them. You've got yourselves involved. I'm just running an errand for you.

I don’t care if anything happens.”

Kong Ye never expected that the Iron-faced Sword King would be so unreliable at the critical moment and actually betray him.

I walked up to the fat policeman with a gloomy look on his face.

The fat policeman was a little breathless under the pressure of the strong aura on his body.

"You, you, what are you going to do? I am a policeman with a gun in my hand. Do you want to attack the police?"

"Officer, I just want to say a word to you!"

"What?"

"Wei Zhiguo committed a crime and has been investigated. Do you know? It's best not to get too close to him now and be careful about your own job. Who are these people? Desperados. Kong Ye is doing things for Wei Zhiguo. It doesn't matter if you offend him or not."
Chapter completed!