food idol

Chapter 412

The man with a slightly distorted nose was obviously also stunned by Wen Tang's fierce demeanor. At this critical moment, he was stunned for nearly half a second.

Afterwards, he realized with a look of hell that Wen Tang had rushed in front of him, and immediately after that, his abdomen seemed to be kicked by an elephant, and the severe pain quickly spread to all the cells inside and outside his body, as if his whole body It's like it's too late.

He felt that he could spit out blood with one mouthful, or would it be more enjoyable to simply die like this.

The man had already curled up like a shrimp on the ground, but Wen Tang was still angry, he raised his foot to step on his arm holding the ether handkerchief, and twisted the sole of his foot hard at the wrist.

"Ah~!"

Originally, he was about to pass out from the pain because of two broken ribs, and the man whose consciousness began to drift was awakened by the pain again. He almost wished that he would die immediately. Cold sweat oozed from every cell of his body, completely drenched clothes on the body.

A and B at the other end didn't even bother to talk to these two bad policemen, they just pushed them away and walked in, and then they saw the mess all over the place.

A policeman who was looking this way immediately took a breath, lost his mind for a moment, "Oh, God!"

And the other, the fat policeman who got out of the car first, was much more courageous than him, and acted much more decisively.

He drew/drawn his gun almost immediately, and the muzzle of the gun swung back and forth between the three of Wen Tang and the three of them, and he especially took care of Wen Tang who was fully suspected of "committing the crime". He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Put your hands up, you Yellow-skinned monkey!"

If what happened just now had angered Wen Tang, then this obviously racially discriminatory swearing directly made Wen Tang unable to restrain himself.

She raised her hand and threw out the wine bottle she had just grabbed, and then rushed forward at the moment when the opponent shot at the bottle in reflex, and punched him in the face against the rain of glass shards. On the mandible!
At the same time that the policeman fell to the ground and spurted out two bloodshot teeth, A and B quickly disarmed another policeman.

After falling to the ground, the fat policeman was still restless, or rather confident. He covered his cheeks and yelled inarticulately, "You are assaulting the police! You are finished, cough cough!"

Wen Tang, whose brain was instantly awake, brushed his hair casually, tilted his head, and blinked, "what the fuck!?"

(End of this chapter)