"Haha? Do you think this will help me Jiang Cheng? I'm just underestimating me." Jiang Cheng murmured.

Not to mention three traffic policemen, even if there are ten, Jiang Cheng will probably be able to beat them down one by one, so Jiang Cheng's pride makes sense, and it is not a pity that ranks among the top ten in the world in terms of skills.

"Brothers, try hard."

"Walk."

The tacit cooperation of the three traffic police lifted Jiang Cheng up in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Cheng seemed to have no intention of backhanding, and just played with and applauded the other party.

"Next, get into the police car." The traffic policeman issued an order again.

"receive."

It has reached the stage of going to the police station. Why didn’t Jiang Cheng start to fight back? Could it be that he really doesn’t want his life?

"Wait." Just as the traffic police were about to carry Jiang Cheng away, the traffic policeman spoke.

"What's the matter?" asked the traffic policeman of No. 007.

"I'll check the man's injuries, take a few photos, and wait for this kid to be guilty."

"Okay." The traffic policeman from Zero and Seven replied to the boss.

"You should pay attention to him and never let him run away. Otherwise, I will ask you." After explaining the last sentence, the traffic policeman took a step away.

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Silly. Who do you think I, Jiang Cheng, are you? Do you still want to run away?" Jiang Cheng thought to himself.

"What are you laughing at? What's there to be funny?" The traffic policeman No. 007 asked Jiang Cheng.

"It's all your business." Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, answered to the traffic policeman Linglingqi, and then closed his eyes again.

This stupid guy, I want you to take the lead in trying to taste the bitter taste later.

When Jiang Cheng thought of this, his eyes suddenly opened, and a strong light burst out from it. There was a fire-colored murderous aura in his eyes, which he wanted to tear people apart in minutes.

It seems that this time is now time for Jiang Cheng to start acting.

In other words, the three traffic policemen carrying Jiang Cheng's body have come to an end. Jiang Cheng will not show mercy.

But suddenly, the three traffic policemen exerted their palms, dragging Jiang Cheng up by five centimeters.

Jiang Cheng was shocked, and the energy saved in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Damn it." Jiang Cheng complained, but what's the use of complaining now? Just do the next step to deal with it quickly.

The three traffic police suddenly lifted Jiang Cheng up, and they must have other plans, and Jiang Cheng must make good responses to this.

Jiang Cheng glanced in his eyes and wanted to see what the three traffic police were playing.

But when he looked down, he found that the three stupid animals stood there blankly, without any action.

Is this strange?

Jiang Cheng suddenly hugged his head with both hands and scratched his hair desperately.

"How could I lift me up for no reason?" Jiang Cheng murmured at the edge of his mouth, and then he noticed something interesting in his sight.

Just two meters away from Jiangcheng, three people from the opera troupe were performing monkeys.

"Damn? There is a troupe in the hotel? This is really rare in a century!" Jiang Cheng exclaimed in his mouth.

His voice seemed to be heard by the traffic police below. Immediately, the traffic policeman in Zero 7 shouted: "Quiet."

"Don't argue. Otherwise, the three of us will throw you into the cage." The traffic policeman from Linglingqi then reminded Jiang Cheng.

"Cage? What cage? Could it be that they want to soak the pig cage?" Jiang Cheng guessed in his heart.

No, what era is now, and there is a trick like soaking a pig cage? It’s old-fashioned.

When Jiang Cheng thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh, as if he was sad for the buns from the countryside.

"You are asking you to study hard and absorb culture, but you don't listen. Now there are many high-tech products that abuse people, so why do you still use pig cages to soak? It's really..." Jiang Cheng continued to mock him.

But at this moment, a roar was deafening and surrounded Jiang Cheng's ears.

Jiang Cheng immediately put his hands on his ears to avoid the sound of hurting his fragile ears.

"I'm sick! Who is yelling and screaming?" Jiang Cheng took advantage of his height and looked around, looking for the roaring person around.

The height advantage here actually refers not to Jiang Cheng's physiological height, but to where he is.

The height of the three traffic policemen and the length of their arms formed Jiang Cheng's height advantage, so that Jiang Cheng could look down at all the situations at the scene from a high place.

"This stinky traffic policeman is still there to observe the injuries of the fierce man. Do you think I, Jiang Cheng, have done nothing but serious?"

"Forget it, don't care about him." Jiang Cheng then turned his gaze and placed it on the circus' performance venue.

After looking around, Jiang Chengcai found that the group of people around him were really neighbors on the roadside. To be precise, there were very few residents in the hotel, and there were really many people passing by the hotel entrance and entering the hotel lobby to watch the show.

"So it was the sound made by this kid, damn." Jiang Cheng seemed to have the source of the roar.

But his face suddenly turned pale after that sound.

"Damn it. So terrible?" Jiang Cheng murmured at the edge of his mouth. He realized now that the cage that the traffic police mentioned was a tiger cage.

Three members of the opera troupe released the tiger from the cage and threw a little white mouse into the air. The tiger's beast glared at the soles of the feet and rushed directly on it.

A bloody scene emerged in Jiang Cheng's sight.

Although he is a teenage mouse, this is also a little life.

It is because of this that Jiang Cheng's face became extremely pale. But in a flash, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed, and Jiang Cheng's anger could be seen vaguely.

"No, I must teach them a lesson, how can I perform with a little life?" Jiang Cheng murmured at the mouth. He had a pale face and would inevitably stop the disaster that would happen next.

"If they still take out a living life, I must knock this tiger down." Jiang Cheng then murmured at the edge of his mouth, and the impulse in his heart was slightly relieved.

But beyond Jiang Cheng's expectations, a member of the opera troupe really took out another jewel mouse from his pocket.

This is another life, and it seems that it is impossible to escape death.

"No." Jiang Cheng's body flew suddenly, and he jumped up with the help of the power supported by the palms of the three traffic policemen.

"Wow." The three traffic police officers exclaimed almost in unison.

"What's the name?" Jiang Cheng glanced at the traffic police and cursed.

"Show mercy," Jiang Cheng continued to shout, but as soon as he said that he realized something was wrong.

It shouldn't be the subordinates showing mercy, but the subordinates keep "little mouse".

"The little mouse is also a living little life! You can't do this." When Jiang Cheng said this, most of the people below looked at Jiang Cheng with a surprised look.

"Isn't this person afraid of death?"

"I think he is really not afraid of death. Tell me, who dares to rush towards the tiger is afraid of death?"

Jiang Cheng caught these chattering conversations in his ears, and his face immediately became extremely ugly.

"You don't need to worry about my Jiang Cheng's safety." Jiang Cheng suddenly roared and his eyes were placed on the members of the opera troupe again.

At this moment, the ferocious tiger rushed forward and used his mighty body to block the troupe members who were holding the little white mouse in his hand.

The members of this opera troupe are like tigers' relatives. When their relatives encounter danger, they must provide all their help or even sacrifice their lives.

"You tiger is simply looking for death." Jiang Cheng murmured at the edge of his mouth, and a force flowed along Jiang Cheng's calves to his thighs, and finally flowed into Jiang Cheng's head.

"Iron Head Gong."

As the top ten masters in the world, Jiang Cheng is often hidden and uncovered. Once they take serious action, they will kill you every minute.

For example, this iron-headed skill has more than several times the damage of ordinary attacks.

If you are not careful, the injured person may be paralyzed and deprived.

"Give me your life." Jiang Cheng let out his last roar, and the distance between him and the tiger was only about one meter.

"Bang"

A loud bang arrived as scheduled. At the moment when the tiger and Jiang Cheng collided, a strong light flashed around, making it difficult for the people around him to open their eyes.

However, you can notice from this loud noise that this attack is extraordinary and this lethality is not something that can be achieved by fighting and fighting.

"So scary." As the light weakened slightly, a familiar figure appeared in the corner of the hall.

That person was Zhao Hai. He continued, "Jiang Cheng hasn't seen him for only a few dozen minutes, why did he cause another big trouble?"

"What's wrong with Brother Jiang Cheng? Why don't we go over and take a look." Zhao Shuan suggested from the side.

When Zhao Hai heard this, he answered directly: "What are you looking at? It's almost the same for us to watch the show here."

"Come on, help me raise this crane a little." Zhao Hai immediately said to the waiter next to him.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I will raise the crane one meter high immediately." The waiter said.

"It's not one meter, it's two meters." Zhao Hai added.

"Oh!" The waiter's face suddenly darkened at this moment, obviously very dissatisfied.

"There is really a lot of demands. It's only a few dollars. Is there anyone who made such a request?" the waiter thought to himself.

Zhao Hai seemed to notice something from the waiter's face. He opened his eyes and said, "What? Are you unhappy? Why don't I give me you five dollars and you can help me raise one meter?"

Zhao Hai is clearly using money to suppress people, how can it be convincing?

Sure enough, after hearing what Zhao Hai said, the waiter turned head and left.

"I'll go." Zhao Hai exclaimed, and the five dollars in his hand appeared in front of everyone.

"I just wanted to give him a little more tip, but he was not happy." Zhao Hai murmured.

"Brother Zhao Hai, if you insult others like this, they will definitely not be happy!" Zhao Shuan said to Zhao Hai.
Chapter completed!