With Jiang Ping's order, a group of detectives, like wolves and tigers rushed over with shackles.

Two culprits, one is lying on the ground and the other is half of his fan. Jiang Ping doesn't have to worry about the situation getting out of control.

When Xie Cangquan heard that Jiang Ping wanted to catch him, he was a little confused.

Why did Master Jiang win? Instead of rewarding him, he still wanted to arrest him?

"River……"

Seeing that he was still thinking about it, Jiang Ping waved his hand and said righteously:

"Should be close to this constable. Let me tell you, even if my son is standing here now, if he makes a mistake, he must arrest him!"

Jiang Ping strode forward, snatched the sword from Xie Cangquan's hand, and blinked quietly at him.

"Is this your weapon of crime? It's really sharp and unstoppable..."

condition

Before he finished speaking, the soft sword in Jiang Ping's hand completely softened. No matter how Jiang Ping threw it, it was soft and could not become hard.

Jiang Ping inputted a trace of Qi without believing in evil, and then he heard a thorn. The sword shattered little by little, leaving only a smooth hilt in his hand. Zheng

"Damn it, let it go!"

Jiang Ping's Great Sword of Sorrow and Anger

I borrow your sword and trust you, but you are not a human being when you treat it like this!

Xie Cangquan knew that he had used too much force just now, so he could reach his limit, so he would break it as soon as he touched it.

He knew that Master Jiang should be very angry at this moment, so he didn't dare to ask what it meant just now. He reached out his hand and let the constable gently handcuff him a pair of black iron chains.

However, Xie Cangquan felt that his hands could be removed from the wide shackles with a slight shrink.

As for Feng Yuping, he did not have such VIP treatment. He saw two blue-clothed constables lifting him from the ground, one on the left and one on the right.

The detective on the left took out a pair of finely crafted silver-gloss handcuffs, which seemed to be two wristbands on the left and right, about seven or eight centimeters long.

In two clicks, the left and right locks were sealed, and they were firmly attached to each other. In the middle was a thin silver-white chain about twenty centimeters long, which felt like it could be broken by pulling it.

"Hey, don't blame me for not reminding you. This is the God-Captain's specially customized immortal lock, specially used to deal with masters like you.

Don't think about breaking away from it violently, otherwise the 108 poisonous ox-haired needles hidden inside will penetrate your wrist in an instant, and your hands will probably be ruined forever." The detective who just cowed Feng Yuping warned.

"No, a master like him is too powerful, so he has to add shackles."

But the detective on the right muttered, and took out a pair of shackles of the same style from behind, but the chain connected in the middle was a little longer, about forty or fifty centimeters.

"Um?"

Feng Yuping's eyes turned hard and saw Xie Cangquan standing quietly next to him, wearing only a pair of ordinary black iron handcuffs in his hand, and lowered his head to think about life.

Suddenly, I felt inexplicably sad and angry:

"Why...he...don't he...use?"

One word should be slowed down, which made the constables next to him feel a little pitiful when they read it:

"Hey, stop talking, or just follow your posture, I'm afraid you'll die in prison if you can't wait for the conviction."

He pointed at Xie Cangquan:

"My family is the headmaster, and they are self-defense. Although the defense is slightly excessive, the crime is different from those like you who commit crimes on purpose.

Later, people will go back to our God-Search Department and write a review, and then go to the yamen to pay the fine.

You, see if there are any injuries and deaths this time, just wait for the jail time.”

"I... and he... are... Qianjiao! Puff!"

Feng Yuping defended himself and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, not knowing whether it was a sensation or anger.

Jiang Ping walked over and said:

"What are you doing slowly? Get back in the team quickly and notify the county government to enter the venue.

Statistics on what is damaged, tidy up what is needed, repair what is needed. How many people need to pass through such a big street? It will be your fault for blocking it for a while!"

"yes!"

The constable quickly pulled Feng Yuping up and was about to take him away.

"I... don't accept it!"

Feng Yuping suddenly broke away from the left and right, and then the qi veins lit up. His gaze was straight for Jiang Ping. Although his back was bent, he had a high aura.

clang clang clang!!!

The sound of drawing swords sounded, and the detectives surrounded Feng Yuping, and even Xie Cangquan quietly walked forward a few steps, blocking half a seat in front of Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping was very calm and looked at Feng Yuping and said:

"If you are not convinced, just go with the official who is trying to investigate you. I will just arrest people. Look at you like this, save some effort, don't hold on and take them away!"

Feng Yuping smiled bitterly: "You have seen through it."

He was so soft that he was on the ground.

The constable stepped forward and arrested him again, while Jiang Ping turned to the surrounding melon-eating crowd and whispered:

"Dear fellow villagers, I am an unknown constable in the God-Catcher Department. I have always followed the God-Catcher's Law and have never been ruthless to sin.

You can see that anyone who dares to openly violate the laws of the court and challenge the government, no matter who you are or how high your martial arts are, as long as you dare to commit a crime, they are examples!

In addition, all the bad people hidden in the masses have heard it clearly. Don’t commit crimes under the noses of this constable. If I catch you, you will all be put in prison!

Stop the team!"

After gaining popularity for the God of Captain, Jiang Ping left in a low-key manner.

Ordinary people were crying after hearing this.

What an official, the two guys who used swords just now were so vicious, but this young constable arrested them regardless of his own danger. This Shuoyang City is even brighter!

With this, I have to go home to find Lao Wang to drink two more cups.

Then they dispersed in groups of three or three, and didn't even look at the interest of the constable who was talking about just now.

Among the players, many people saw that the seriously injured Boss of the Heart were tortured away, and they felt that a piece of his heart had been poached.

Especially the player who just took Dingbo Ss, gritted his teeth and asked:

"Does anyone want to rob the prison with me? This is our ss, why are they snatched away?"

"Ahem, unfortunately, my wife has a baby, I have to go with her."

"What a coincidence, his wife gave birth to a baby, I want to go and see it."

"Oh, my network seems to be malfunctioning, I, I..."

It's offline.

...

A tall building in the distance.

“…retreat!”

The old servant's lips moved, and the last two words were finished.

If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes or heard with my own ears, who would have thought that this low-key old servant not only had a profound skill, but could hear a hundred meters away from the ears, but was also a ventriloquist genius who could convey the same voice, and even his accent was not bad.

"How can you not be liked by girls, handsome and talkative?"

The young man picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and smiled:

"But Gu doesn't like him, Lao Wang, Gu wants his head."

The wine glass fell gently, and the young man's face disappeared.

"It's going tonight!"

"As you wish, Master."
Chapter completed!