Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 767 Anger House
The most famous entertainment project in Lingfeng Entertainment City is not Bungy Jumping, but the vent room, also called the emotional vent room, or the anger room.

Such special projects are available in some markets in the United States. Wang Dengming only wanted to come to play Bungy Jump, but he did not expect such a house to exist here.

In Japan, it's called a vent room.

There is a simulated rubber man there, and guests can beat the rubber man to vent their anger, throw plates, squeeze edamame, smash paper houses, shoot fake machine guns and so on.

The smashing items at Lingfeng Casino are much richer.

Guests can smash various objects with bats, iron bars or hammers within 20 minutes.

Wine bottles, computers, dummies, beer bottles, broken tables, broken cabinets, old TV sets, DVDs, rice cookers, keyboards, printers
All the guests who come to vent have their own secrets, some because of feelings, some because of work, and some because of the depression of daily life.

In short, all the trivial things you may encounter may also be their stories.

What Wang Dengming and Senxi encountered may be the most wonderful pressure. They hit a ghost.

Negative emotions will lead to a state of stress in the body, which in turn will lead to disorders of the endocrine system and autonomic nerves, and finally cause physical and psychological problems.

Industries such as sales, assistants, and public relations prefer to come to the vent room, because their careers determine that they need to suppress themselves more.

Wang Dengming felt that the police needed such a vent project more.

He wanted to bring himself back to reality by smashing, and Sensi took the lead in smashing, smashing whatever he saw.

Anger houses are charged according to different grades.

For example, if you smash cheap things or rotten tables, they are all low-value things.

High value, like highly simulated human beings, computers and the like.

The two laughed and smashed all the way, and the amount displayed on the toll meter was 1700 US dollars.

I go!

It doesn't matter, the more expensive they are, the closer they are to reality.

After beating these immovable things, this house called: Come on, kid—the anger house also has an ultimate way to vent, beating real people!
Pack a punch and charge $35.

The real person is the kind of huge guy like a hippopotamus.

Both thought of the red-eyed man.

Of course, real people have to wear protective gear, and they cannot hit the face, the neck, or any part of the body that is exposed outside the protective gear.

no problem!
Sensi paid for twenty punches, and Wang Dengming only needed three punches.

The real sandbag smiled contemptuously. He felt that Wang Dengming despised him too much, or that Wang Dengming was a poor ghost.

Sensi hit the real sandbag hard on the chest, but the real sandbag didn't respond.

This guy weighed at least four hundred catties, and his muscles paled in comparison even if he called the Ye Yao from the ring.

A real heavyweight!

Sensi was tired and wiped his sweat.

"it's your turn."

Wang Dengming still hit the real person's sandbag in the heart. With the first punch, the real person's sandbag was beaten back three steps.

Roar!
Real sandbags lined up, lucky like a gorilla.

With the second punch, the real sandbag was knocked down to the ground with all four feet in the air.

In the third punch, Wang Dengming abstained.

He was afraid of hurting others.

In the room where the real person vented, the female guide on the side was frightened.

This policeman's fist is too strong.

Wang Dengming shakes hands with real sandbags.

"I'm sorry, buddy, too much pressure, didn't hurt you."

The real sandbag said: "I'm fine with the protective gear, your strength is really great, I won't dare to accept your business in the future, you are too ruthless."

After coming out of the anger room.

"Police Scum, I think I've forgotten about that old woman."

"It has some effect. I feel much better. I don't blame us for driving so long."

The two went shopping in the city, tasted delicious food, and found a five-star street hotel at night.

They are on the 28th floor.

Standing by the window, looking at the bright lights of the city, holding the beloved woman tightly with both hands.
"Dear slag policeman, shall we go back to Flossim Snow Town?"

The sheriff kissed her ear.

"Back, of course."

"Okay, I agree, I also want to find out what happened last night."

"My opinion is still that someone is playing a prank, and I hope this matter has nothing to do with the case."

"I think so too."

"Let's go back tomorrow morning."

"Okay, let's dance, how about we go to a nightclub, there is one in this hotel."

"I agree."

They came to the nightclub, Wang Dengming was wearing plain clothes, and Sensi was dressed like a beautiful butterfly.

There were a lot of people on the dance floor, and stumbling was inevitable. Wang Dengming deliberately bumped into a beautiful girl.

The girl has three male friends, all of whom are tall and thick.

Sensi smiled and said, "Police scum, with you, it's no fun hitting real people with sandbags, it's exciting to hit real people, right?"

Bang bang bang.
dong dong dong.
The three flower protectors were repaired and lost their way.

The two don't plan to spend the night in the city until the local police find them.

At four o'clock in the morning, they returned to the police station in Frosmosnow.

The driver was Wang Dengming, and Sensi in the co-pilot carried a bottle of wine from that strange city all the way to the town.

"Hahahaha. Scumbag, it's really fun, it's really fun"

After Sensi got off the car, he walked crookedly.

Wang Dengming carried her upstairs and threw her on the bed.

Sensi was lying on the bed, suddenly saw the small wax figure on the table, and suddenly woke up from the wine.

Wang Dengming smirked: "We are back to the original point, aren't we?"

"Damn it, scumbag, go, please go... go and lock her in the safe!"

"Happy to oblige, my plaything."

The two slept until noon the next day.

"Did the old lady knock on the door last night?"

"No, I didn't hear the knock on the door."

The iron gate of the police station rang.

"It's okay, ghosts don't appear during the day, they are afraid of the sun."

It was the two reporters with the same 502 glue who knocked on the door.

"Don't talk to me, don't ask me questions, don't say anything, just one thing to do, check up on Ms. San Coutts at 13 Lancado Street, when was she sent to the crematorium, she was cremated No, if not, let me know, thank you."

Without further ado, the two reporters immediately went to the crematorium to find Ms. San Coots.

Two hours later, the reporter's call came in: "I haven't cremated yet, is the sheriff coming?"

Wang Dengming went to the cremation site alone and saw the corpse.

Yes, that's right, that old woman, Ms. San Coutts.

"Sheriff, what happened? Does she have anything to do with the Castle case?"

"I don't know, I don't know, thank you both."

The sheriff turned his head and left, making the two reporters not sure whether to follow or not.

"Sheriff, you will not investigate Ms. San Coutts for no reason, can you disclose some information, for the sake of our help."

"You guys better not go any further. Heck, forget something important."

　Thanks: Brother Yang, tail number 616157, tail number 136064, tail number 341292, Shuangdaoliu Muto, obiwan, all of you for your monthly tickets and support, thank you for all the big recommendation tickets!
　　
　
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