Chapter 20; Erlang Alert Station

Erlang guard station, a strange flower in the Holy Emperor City.

Because of the particularity of this era, the strong are supreme! As a result, the status of the law is quite weak today, and as a warning center for law enforcement agencies, it is just a funny existence in the eyes of some powerful forces.

In the Holy Emperor City, there are many guard stations that maintain public security, but no guardhouse can be as free as Erlang guards, not afraid of all forces, and do not have to stop others' breath. All this belongs to the leadership of a legendary man.

When Han Bai, Zhang Ziyang and cockroach Xiaoming were pushed out of the car one after another and looked up, what came into view was a dilapidated guard post. There was a wooden plaque engraved with "Erlang Alert Station" on the gate, but from the extent of color loss, this place has been forgotten for a long time.

The pipe man got out of the car lazily and yawned comfortably under Zhang Ziyang's resentful eyes. A little policeman ran up with a face full of worship. He muttered a few words in his ear and frowned slightly. The pipe man looked at Han Bai and two worms, and turned to several men around him and said, "These two boys still have that change. The alien has been stared at. I suspect that they are the thieves who have committed the crime recently. Now I'm going out and come back to interrogate them in the evening.

Several little policemen next to him nodded repeatedly like chickens eating rice. Looking at Han Bai and their eyes began to become extremely vigilant. Hearing the four words "big thief without code", Han Bai finally figured out why he peed and was caught at the guard station and dared to take the blame for others.

"Hey, pipe man, tell me clearly. I'm not a thief. You dare to slander me. Be careful that I kill you, ouch~"

Zhang Ziyang shouted and scolded, and suddenly there were a few electric arcs on the handcuffs, which made him shut up. The pipe man squeezed his lips and smiled, straightened his clothes, took down the pipe on his mouth and said, "Remember my name, Xue Yi, the captain of Erlang's alert center."

Waiting for the pipe man named Xue Yi to turn around the car, Zhang Ziyang spit on the ground and scolded, "Bah, a little captain and Laozi have a way to untie this broken handcuffs. I can't beat you to death with one punch."

Several little policemen next to him heard Zhang Ziyang's curse and were about to learn a lesson. However, the horrible atmosphere emanating from Zhang Ziyang and the unruly eyes may have remembered the continuous teachings of the old mother in the family. Those people probably just come out to do something, and their strength is only the first-level second-level new warrior. The little policeman didn't dare to provoke.

Han Bai, who stood aside and had been silent from beginning to end, now can see that the captain named Xue Yi is not simple. According to his previous experience on Tianwu City Road, Han Bai still has a certain understanding of the power handcuffs assigned by the alliance to each guard station. The handcuffs equipped in ordinary cities can only imprison the powers below the power. Even in the capital of the Holy Emperor City, the handcuffs equipped can only imprison the strong who have not condensed spiritual wings at most, and Han Bai is sure that the handcuffs in his hand have exceeded his cognitive scope.

The most puzzled thing for Han Bai is that the captain named Xue Yi did not find a trace of power fluctuation, including other energy breath, which means. First, this man is a rookie, and the second pipe man is a master of the Holy Land at the level of Sima's hatred. However, it is obvious that at present, the East Asian League has not been extravagant enough to let the masters of the Holy Land be the captain of the guard station.

This kind of signs reminds Han Bai of an old acquaintance. Although he is a rookie, no one dares to underestimate it.

"Name?"

"Han Bai"

"Zhang Ziyang"

"Gender?"

“...”

"You are blind!"

....

"Address?"

"Tianwu City"

"same"

"What are you doing in the Holy Imperial City?"

"Travel"

"boring!"

"Is it a marriage match?"

“...”

"FUCK YOUR SISTER!"

In the interrogation room, the little policeman who wrote angrily and threw the pen on the ground in his hand heavily. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat Zhang Ziyang with a frivolous face, but was held down by an old policeman beside him.

"Do you know why you were caught?" The old policeman was a middle-aged man who looked very kind and asked. Han Bai pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose with handcuffs and shook his head to show that he didn't know. Zhang Ziyang leaned directly on the chair and pretended to be ignored.

"The thief became famous. He stole all the jewelry of more than 30 noble women overnight, then sneaked into the presidential palace, looted the treasury, and then killed the Nanxing family, one of the four masters, and stole desert star diamonds worth more than 3 billion yuan. In just two months, he gained fame and ranked first in the mercenary office. However, so far, no one has seen his true appearance, but heard the victim tell him that he was uncensored. The Nanxing family even offered a reward of 100 million earth coins, just needing to tell him his real identity. The old policeman said with longing that Han Bai and Zhang Ziyang looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there were such powerful thieves in the world. Forget about stealing more than 30 women's jewelry overnight, Han Bai still knew about it. The headquarters of the mercenary office was built next to it, and it was rumored that the sword demon, one of the twelve strong men, Li Wuyan, the director of the East Asian mercenary office, guarded this place all year round.

"Is it that the thief has reached the level of the sanctuary? Since you can steal under Li Wuyan's eyes." Han Bai asked in surprise. The old policeman smiled and said nothing. He just looked up and down at Han Bai for a long time before slowly said, "Then you have to ask yourself?"

pa~

"Do you suspect that we are the thief? The corpse... Humph..."

When Zhang Ziyang saw that others suspected that he was a thief, he sat on the table and got up. As a remnant of the corpse demon, he was humiliated. In the past, he must burn the jade with the other party, but after staying with Han Bai for a long time, he understood the other four words "Mingzhe to protect himself!"

"hehe... The two little brothers, yes or no, will have to wait for us to decide. Before that, we hope that both sides will cooperate with each other. After all, everyone comes out to beg for food. It's not good to be stuck. The old policeman was obviously an old fried dough stick that had been mixed for more than ten years. He treated each other with a smile, and even Zhang Ziyang's anger slowly calmed down after saying that.

Bum~

The door of the interrogation room was kicked open and walked in by a fat policeman with a thick pile of earth coins in his hand. Behind him, a little boy who looked almost ten years old was wearing loose hip-hop trousers, his hair wax roots upright, dyed yellow, and the childish face. Extraordinarily uncoordinated.

"Xiao Zhang, come on, give you 300 earth coins and buy two new clothes for your female tiger."

"Lao Li, this is yours."

"Well, this is mine, and the rest are all heads."

In front of Han Bai, the fat policeman pulled out three pieces from a thick pile of earth coins and gave them to the young policeman, then divided five pieces to the old policeman, and took seven or eight pieces to stuff them in his pocket. Finally, there was a small neat pile and locked in a small cabinet in the interrogation room.

"Fuck, fat man, I carry*, you punish me 3,8, you swallow so much by yourself, I will expose you later." The little boy standing at the door witnessed the dirty methods of the fat policeman and roared angrily. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the fat policeman's greasy face smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. He slapped the little boy on the face, and suddenly a clear palm was exposed to the air.

"Is the boy still exposed?" The fat policeman asked in a low voice like a Maitreya Buddha. The little boy covered his face with an aggrieved face and shook his head like a rattle.

Han Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. The previous fat policeman slapped the child's face, and his footwork was very wonderful. It seemed that Erlang's guard station, *ah.

"Sitting down!"

The fat policeman shouted angrily, which was quite popular in ancient times. The little boy, like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, trembled and moved a chair to sit next to Zhang Ziyang. Seeing his fierce eyes, he hesitated to meet Han Bai's honest appearance. He didn't know where a "killerable spirit" came from and put it at the foot of Han Bai's chair. Shang said loudly, "Ky, I'm Xiaofei from Jianxing Street. Get up for me."

"Are you talking to me?" Han Bai was a little depressed and pushed the heavy frame on the bridge of his nose and asked. Zhang Ziyang was smiling, and even Xiaoming, a cockroach trapped in a special bird cage nearby, looked up and laughed.

"Bad boy, look at you, you are a student of Chucai College. I know the leader of your school. Give me a seat." The child named Xiaofei's childish emphasis, but he has to pretend to be very deep and hoarse, as if this is in line with the style of the road. After coughing a few times, Han Bai was speechless and scratched his head. For a long time, he saw the boy pretending to look at himself fiercely. With a joking mentality, he got up and made a seat for him, arranged the previous chair and sat next to Zhang Ziyang.

"Name?"

"Peng Feiyue"

"Address?"

12 Liuying Road

"Why stealing?"

"Learn from the thief without code! I want to become a legendary thief like him, immortal, and let all..."

Bum~

The fat policeman slapped the head of the child named Xiaofei, stopping his long dream. Then the fat policeman took out a palm-sized * from his pocket and put it in his hand and said, "Have you seen blood?"

"no..." Xiaofei said with a blush.

pa~

The fat policeman slapped * on the table heavily and said earnestly, "I was fined 3,8. Do you feel sad?"

nodded aggrievedly. The child named Xiaofei really didn't feel sorry for the 3,300. What he felt distressed about was the *, which was worth more than 30,000 yuan. Although he didn't care about the money, he lacked everything, but the * was a limited collector's edition of great collection.

"Have you learned any lessons?" The fat policeman Xushan seduced.

"I promise not to fight and steal next time." Peng Feiyue lowered his head and whispered.

pa~

"Idiot, remember not to wear this thing on the street in the future, fight with a screwdriver (PS; Hubei dialect "driver") in your waist. Someone is making trouble for you, pull it out and prick his stomach and directly make a hole. After that, the police investigated it and said that he would buy it back to repair the electric light, do you understand! I hate some gangsters talking about brick breaking martial arts. Zhen Er, now on the street, do you pick up a board for me to have a look? Even if you find a piece, the attack speed of that thing is too slow to operate. A screwdriver in my hand pierce you a few holes, and you can't even touch my skin. The fat policeman's words flew, and the eyes of Peng Feiyue, an ignorant little boy, flashed. Even Han Bai, who had been in nightclubs for a long time, and Zhang Ziyang, who had been a monk halfway, nodded secretly. Although the fat man's personal preference was too inclined, his position was quite pertinent. A set of battles were told to explain it. Analysis, there is an expert demeanor.