At this time, the sky was already breaking, and except for a noodle stall selling breakfast, not even a ghost could be seen on the empty streets of the county town.

"Where did the car go?" Gao Fatty turned around half a circle: "I'll ask the noodle seller?"

The tall fat man walked closer in three or two steps. He saw a body in men's clothing that had been decapitated at shoulder height, half-planted next to the soup pot. The head was boiled white in the pot and was swirling in the blood bubbles.

The liquid swayed out of the pot.

"What's going on?" Fatty Gao was about to step back and greet Xie Bangui when he suddenly heard a loud "pop" sound. The iron pot full of blood exploded in half from the middle, and the still extinguished fire seemed to be poured on

With a pot of tung oil, the violent air waves pushed the raging fire into a rampage, and half of the street instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

The headless corpse caught in the fierce fire grabbed the head that had been burned into a fireball and jumped two feet into the nearby courtyard. Like an osprey diving into the water, it penetrated the roof and shot into the house like an arrow.

The loud "boom" sound was like thousands of kilograms of gunpowder mixed with tung oil exploding in a tile-roofed house. Even the foundation lifted up by the shock wave burned into a ball of fire. Amidst the explosion of the Hokage flying, the headless corpse rushed out

The sea of ​​fire rushed towards Xie Bangui.

Xie Bangui held the coffin with his hand and was about to fight back when the headless corpse fell motionless at his feet.

Xie Bangui kicked the corpse on the ground, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "No, I've fallen into a trap!"

"Fat man, leave quickly!"

"You kill someone and then leave. Nothing in the world is so cheap." Four people dressed as police officers stood at the intersection of the street at some point, blocking Xie Bangui in the middle.

"Innate master!" If Xie Bangui is an ordinary catcher, he won't be afraid. At worst, he can use Qinggong and get away. But if he is an innate master, it will be a lot of trouble. Once he starts taking action, he will probably have to fight to the death.

"I advise you not to resist, put down your weapons and surrender obediently, so as to save us the trouble." The person in the lead could also feel the power of Xie Bangui. Although he spoke tough, he was careful every step he took.

Fatty Gao got angry first: "If you want us to surrender, why do you arrest me?"

"Arson and murder, isn't this enough?"

"Fuck you, who saw me setting fires and killing people with your eyes?" Fatty Gao was about to beat people when he mentioned the Sky-Shaking Hammer.

Xie Bangui stretched out his hand to stop me and said, "I'm going back to the county office with you. You'd better not try to torture me. I'm going with you just because I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble."

The police chief couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Xie Bangui was willing to cooperate. He called his companions to escort Xie Bangui and Gao Fatty back to the county government office.

The tall fat man who was holding his breath and preparing to give the county magistrate a slap in the face was stunned on the spot when he saw the magistrate. But the gentle magistrate reacted first: "Rouqiu, why are you..."

"Why did I become your prisoner?" the tall fat man said angrily: "If you bastard doesn't let me get along with you today, I will burn your bastard's nest."

When the four detectives heard the tall fat man insulting the chief officer, they all glared angrily, as if they were ready to beat them up at the first command of the chief officer.

But the county magistrate laughed and said: "What do you mean? Brother Qiu came to my place as a guest because he has my face. What are you doing there? Watching a play! Why don't you go sit down and pour tea?"

"

Fatty Gao snorted coldly and sat down on the chair. He smiled at Xie Bangui and said, "This grandson's name is Zhao Jindao. He grew up playing with me. His ancestor was a guard at Yanshan, and he served in the army."

He has quite a bit of prestige in China, so it’s not unusual to find a few innate masters as bodyguards for him. Don’t be afraid of him.”

Fatty Gao said sadly: "You said that this thing of him, instead of learning martial arts, has to study literature and take the imperial examination. Isn't this a waste of money? His reputation has been wasted."

Zhao Jindao changed the topic with a smile: "Brother Qiu won't come here to scold me, right?"
Chapter completed!