The police car in front of the ......police car braked sharply, and the two cars behind stopped immediately. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Bang bang ......" The car door opened, and a dozen or so fierce heavily armed policemen jumped out of the car and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

"Stop, I'm a fart. "The prestige of the untrustworthy monk in Huaxia is very high, and no one dares to say anything about him, so arrogance has become a habitual person in Huaxia, and he still cares about your sentence to stop, there is a kind of you shooting.

There are strict regulations on shooting by the Huaxia police, and if you tell him to shoot, he will dare to shoot.

It's just that Wuxin was too excited for a while and forgot that this is country M.

As a result, as soon as his words fell, a gunshot rang out "bang". The police in country M will not be so polite when they shoot, they can kill you first and then fight for a reason to prove that you attacked the police.

"Put your hands behind your head and lie on the ground!" the policeman yelled majestically.

Damn, it's really that easy to be exposed? Fortunately, this shot should be a warning shot.

If you are caught by the police, if you let the Jones family protect you, they will not necessarily go. Because no matter how rich a family is, they can't fight against the police.

So Wuxin blinked at Kongwu and signaled that he would not suffer the loss in front of him.

Of course, emptiness understood what he meant, that is, to pretend to give in, and secretly attack again.

"Get in the car!" the policeman came, handcuffed the two, and pushed them onto the first police car.

Damn, seeing that you two are Chinese, can you still be polite to you?

One of the policemen was going to pull out his empty hair, but he didn't expect to show a bald head under the pull.

"Ahh

Now they were even more shocked, because they saw that the person in front of them was not only bare, but also had nine scars.

In an instant, they remembered the red notice from Interpol, there was a monk named Wuxin in Huaxia who was wanted, could it be him?

Not long ago, another Chinese with a red notice was shot dead at the airport, which already made the police of country M quite shameless, so naturally they would not let go of Wuxin.

"Are you a faithless monk in Huaxia?" the policeman asked.

Damn, I secretly thought in my lack of confidence, I really came to catch myself.

He didn't say a word, because there were a little more onlookers at this time, so he would find a way later.

"Go back to the police station for a retrial!" the policeman waved his hand, and the three police cars drove to the city office in turn.

Hehe, Chen Linjun and An Miaoke could only follow from afar.

For people like untrustworthy monks, An Shuntian of the Ministry of State Security means that he can't stay, and he can't fall into the hands of other countries, otherwise he will reveal some secrets.

But you can't do it in front of the police, because that will cause a big international dispute.

From here to the city, you have to pass through a section of road where there are no people on either side of the road.

Emptiness came out of the city, so he was naturally familiar with it, so when he arrived here, he winked at Wuxin.

Both of them had only one policeman by their side and one co-pilot.

Wuxin's face was filled with murderous aura in an instant, and his body shook, and his wrist swelled rapidly as if it were inflated. With a "click", the handcuffs were shaken off.

The policeman who heard the noise rushed to check.

"Die!" Monk Wuxin raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the neck of the policeman beside him.

Monk Wuxin is a martial saint-level figure, and he is also the head of the martial arts of the famous Wanling Temple, so his skills are naturally unbelievable.

Just like that, the policeman next to him made a click on the neck and collapsed to the seat.

Everything happens instantaneously, in one go.

The person in the co-pilot's seat seemed to notice that something was wrong and quickly turned back, but the palm of the unbelieving monk was faster than his movements when he turned back. This time, it was a slap on the policeman's head.

"Bang!" the policeman's head slammed into the front windshield at high speed like a ball being violently slammed out, and then bounced back.

At the moment of bouncing back, you can hear a burst of rattling sounds inside, and if you look closely, the head is already flattened.

And the policeman next to Kong Wu didn't have time to react, so he was killed by Kong Wu with a punch.

You must know that Kongwu is also a monk of Wanling Temple, and this move is also like a thousand powers.

"Ahh

"Wow!", completely instinctively, the policeman quickly pulled out his gun while braking suddenly.

It should be said that the quality of the police is still quite high, and the action of pulling out the gun is very fast.

It's just that he deserves to be unlucky, an ordinary policeman actually ran into a character at the level of a Huaxia Martial Saint.

Huaxia's martial saint level has come to country M, if he doesn't use his current weapons and just relies on kung fu, it can be said that no one in the entire country will be his opponent.

After all, the birthplace of martial arts is in China, and the Wuxin monk represents the highest level of Chinese martial arts.

Therefore, when the policeman who was driving the car did not have time to point the gun at Wuxin, Wuxin's fat hand was extremely fast, and he pinched the gun directly on the gun with a "click".

The Wuxin monk frowned, his face was flushed, and his murderous aura was overflowing, and his hand twisted hard.

"Click!" instantly stunned the policeman, because the gun in his hand had fallen apart under the twist of the hand. Security is like a foam gun, it is pinched and then it falls apart.

Obviously, the monk was killed, and he stabbed the little remaining handle of the gun in his hand into the policeman's neck.

The policeman shouted, and the handle of the gun was inserted directly into his neck, cutting his neck in an instant.

"What's going on?" the police in the back didn't see anything in front of them, because there was no movement. When they saw the car stop, the driver of the car behind also stopped and poked his head out and asked.

Where can the dead speak?

And emptiness and unbelief are also lying on their seats motionless. But the eyes were watching the car behind them.

The driver in the back was shocked when he saw that there was no response in front. That's so abnormal, isn't it? How could he ignore himself, so he quickly jumped out of the car to see what was going on.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, don't go, you shouldn't make a sound?" he muttered discontentedly as he knocked on the door.

Of course they won't answer you again, how can people deserve it, their bodies are already gradually blackening, and their muscles seem to be already soft, and they are about to turn into meat puree.