The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

No one knows where the woman came from, and how she appeared in front of everyone.

Brocade black boots stepped on the loudspeaker, and the thick plastic couldn't withstand the surging pressure at all, and it shattered to the ground in an instant.

Terrible creaking sounds hit the woman's ears one after another, her face was pale, and the curse was stuck in her throat, unable to move up or down.

Xia Zhitao muttered in a low voice, "...insolent."

In fact, although she couldn't dodge just now, she could only be hit at the corner of her eyebrows.Thinking about it might hurt and leave scars, but at least it wouldn't kill her, and she could still smile and talk to the woman five or six times, waiting for the police to solve the problem.

But when Zhang Kuang came, things were different.

Xia Zhitao looked at the back of the other party. She was dressed in ancient black clothes, her waist was tied tightly, and her slender waist was completely outlined.

Zhang Kuang turned around and smiled, "I'm here."

Xia Zhitao lowered his head slightly, but there was a little peach color in his ears quietly.

Why does this person always appear at the most coincidental time?

Scattered petals were floating in the air, and the pale white petals seemed to be splashed with hot anger, and the surface was dyed red layer by layer, like burning fireworks.

How dare you hit my lovely, beautiful, gentle and kind lady? !

very good,

You are screwed.

The petal caressed the woman's neck casually, and immediately pulled out a thin bloodstain, and a few drops of blood gushed out.

Zhang Kuang's face was covered with layers of gloom and disgust, she tightened her fingertips, and said:

"If you want to die, no one thinks you have a long life."

Bursts of spiritual power surged, and those standing people seemed to be shaken by the strong wind, and one by one they were pinned down on the ground with painful expressions on their faces.

The white cloth of the flags used for demonstrations also seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands on both sides, and they were torn to pieces after a few stabs.

The leader glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and with a "tsk", he gathered the petals that were gradually gathering at his hand and melted them into his palm.

Originally, she wanted to make a rain of swords all over the sky, and no matter how bad it was, she could call a flood dragon out to scare people.However, there are too many melon-eaters watching, and it is said that there are some "cameras" that can record sound and images, so madness should not be too presumptuous.

However, although spiritual power cannot be used in a big way, violence is also acceptable.

Zhang Kuang strode up, leaped over the shivering lady who was oppressed on the ground, and snatched their flag.

The flag had been torn into tatters, but Zhang Kuang just wanted to borrow its steel pipe.She picked up the steel pipe and turned it twice in her hand, then turned it over and walked towards the woman.The steel pipe was dragged on the ground, and it made a crackling sound when it hit the ground.

Looking at the woman, Zhang Kuang smiled slightly, turned his palm, the steel pipe brushed the corner of the woman's eyes, and plunged into the ground more than a foot.

Zhang Kuang bent down to look at her, with one or two strands of hair hanging from his forehead.Her eyes were contemptuous, and her tone was a little violent, saying:

"You are so brave."

The woman's face was pale with fright, her whole body was trembling, and her voice stammered: "You, what are you thinking? You killed someone——"

The next scream was caught in her throat, and she stared in amazement at the sharp blade hanging from the bridge of her nose.Zhang Kuang lowered his eyelids, but the dagger in his palm was shining brightly.

She said, "Huh?"

It seems that this woman is quite stubborn, and if she doesn't suffer, she will not have a long memory. The dagger in Zhang Kuang's hand shook.She was just about to teach this woman a lesson, but suddenly someone grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.

Zhang Kuang turned around: "?"

Xia Zhitao said solemnly, "The police are here."

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Xia Zhitao had called the police a long time ago, but the siren rang from afar, and they were about to reach the law firm's door in a short while.

It was too late and then too soon, the dagger in Zhang Kuang's hand turned into a few solitary petals, and disappeared in an instant.At the same time, the few people who were lying on the ground were lifted by a force, and suddenly stood up.

The leader threw herself on the ground with a "bang", she frowned, as if she was enduring great pain, and said intermittently:

"Wooooow, it hurts so much."

She curled up all over, hugging her shoulders with both hands, the blood on her face faded a little, her eyes were full of water, like a poor child.

Xia Zhitao: "..."

The dozen or so people making trouble:? ? ?

The police had already arrived. Three men and one woman got off the car in a hurry, and saw a group of men threateningly surrounding the entrance of the law firm. The ground was covered with torn rags and boards.

Two women stood at the door, while a man fell to the ground.

The fallen woman seemed to be injured all over her body, her hair was loose, and she looked desolate, as if she had been bullied miserably by those troublemakers.

The police yelled: "Stop, stop!! What are you doing here!"

The righteous policemen rushed forward and pulled away the bewildered rioters, their tone full of warning: "What have you all done?!"

One of the female policemen carefully lifted Zhang Kuang, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

I'm fine, but I prefer my wife to help me.

Zhang Kuang calmly pushed away the outstretched arm of the policewoman, not wanting to have too much physical contact with her.She propped herself up with "difficulty" and sat crookedly.

Zhang Kuang's fine eyelashes trembled, and her voice was inaudible: "No...it's okay." After finishing speaking, she pretended to cough twice, as if she was weak after being beaten violently.

The dozens of people who caused the disturbance were completely dumbfounded. They allowed the police to surround them and warn them, but they did not resist.

you--

Why are you pretending to be so similar? Who beat who?

Aren't you the one who rubbed a dozen of them on the ground just now? !

Why did he plop down to the ground in a blink of an eye, and still cry for someone to see? !

Zhang Kuang knelt down on the ground pitifully, with his hands still covering his shoulders, looking like he was about to cry.Xia Zhitao couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over to help her up:

"Are you okay? I'll help you up."

Is there any reason not to hold the hand extended by my wife? !

Zhang Kuang happily held Xia Zhitao's hand, received some strength, and stood up lightly.But pretending is still necessary, I saw that although the leader stood up, he was still swaying, as if he was about to fall down when the wind blows.

Seeing a stunning woman being bullied into such a pitiful form, the police felt distressed for a while, and they inevitably became more angry at the dozens of people who were making trouble.

Xia Zhitao spoke a few words with the police, and then the righteous and brave police loaded everyone into two police cars, intending to take them all to the police station for questioning.

Xia Zhitao rubbed his temples, and went to the police station with the leader of the Demon Cult who was full of pain, and the little assistant who was puzzled, "Who am I, where am I, what happened just now?"

As the victims, they are also the ones who call the police, so they have to take notes together.

Originally, the female policeman was very worried about Zhang Kuang's physical condition, and said that she could go to the hospital first, and she could make an exception and say that it would not be too late to take the record after she recovered from the pain.

Zhang Kuang shook his head and refused, and said with a serious face that "the other party must be brought to justice", "I can still hold on" and so on. He just didn't want to go to the hospital anyway.

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For President Qin Zhi, today is also a very busy day.

She was flipping through the report for this quarter, when she saw a petal floating on the document somehow, arrogantly covering the number on the document.

What's wrong, my lord?

Qin Zhi sighed silently, the moment his fingertips touched the petals, a arrogant voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, lazily as if he hadn't woken up: "Qin Zhi, do me a favor."

Qin Zhi was puzzled: "What's the matter, do you want to ask me for help?"

Zhang Kuang said: "I have entered the police station."

Qin Zhi: "???"

What's the situation, has the leader of the Demon Cult been arrested and taken to the police station?Not to mention why you were arrested, whether the police can catch you is a problem...

Qin Zhi asked in surprise: "What's going on, what did you do and you got arrested?"

Zhang Kuang said: "I was 'beaten' by others, and now the police seem to be taking me to do something called a record."

"Are you joking?" Qin Zhi said helplessly, "You, were, raped, beaten?"

She deliberately added the accent to the word "violent beating", as if she was gnashing her teeth.

"If you think about it, you know I'm faking it," Zhang Kuang admitted bluntly, and said, "You help me come here and change the memories of those people to prevent them from being exposed."

Qin, the coolie president with no status, threw the document back on the table and said, "For the sake of taking pictures of Bai He for me, I will help you once."

Zhang Kuang let out a "hmm" and said, "Hurry up."

In a blink of an eye, Qin Zhi's black suit turned into a flowing feather coat and disappeared into the room.

In the interrogation room, a woman was trying to explain to the police: "It's really not me, I didn't do anything! That bitch is just pretending, she has a problem!"

She looked flustered, gesticulating and defending loudly: "She crushed my 40-yuan horn with one foot, and stuck that steel pipe in my head!"

The policeman on the opposite side didn't believe it at all, and said coldly: "Leniency is allowed for confession, and strictness for resistance."

The woman got angry, and slapped the table and cursed: "Is there any law for the king—eh?"

A hint of confusion suddenly appeared on her face, and she stayed where she was.

I seem to have forgotten something?

The memory in my mind suddenly seemed to be disrupted, appearing blurred and unclear.She shook her head, suddenly all she could think of was the image of Zhang Kuang curling up on the ground, punching and kicking him.

Zhang Kuang couldn't help begging for mercy, but he didn't show mercy.

The impact of this picture is a bit strong, and the woman can't answer for a while: "Huh?"

Qin Zhi on the side thought to himself: Although he can't beat the leader, he can torture her in his memory, hehehe.

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After finishing the notes, the little assistant went back first, and Zhang Kuang and Xia Zhitao walked out of the police station together.

Zhang Kuang saw that the other party had been walking beside him, but kept silent. Mrs. Xindao must still be angry with him.She hesitated for a moment, and then said cautiously: "Taotao, that?"

Xia Zhitao looked at her.

Zhang Kuang said: "Those people, do you want me to deal with them?"

From Zhang Kuang's point of view, those people dared to speak disrespectfully to his wife and even tried to hurt her. Detention for more than ten days is really too light a punishment!

If it was her, just beat those people up, and then throw them into the Lao Shizi fire prison sent by Yashan to shut them up, to see if they dare to make trouble.

Xia Zhitao didn't answer, but changed the topic: "Actually, if you don't come today, I can handle it by myself."

"I know you can handle it, and I trust you."

Zhang Kuang said softly,

"I just don't want you to get hurt."