Possessed Bending

Chapter 60 You Do It On Purpose

"It's too hard for you to strike."

Covering his waist, Dai Shaojie raised the back of his hand and gently wiped the corner of his bleeding mouth, and smiled wryly at Zhang San who was sitting opposite him.

Zhang San didn't pay attention to what he said at all. After entering the police station, he looked left and right, but he couldn't find the place where Qi Weixuan was closed. Pressed it back.

"Hey! What are you doing! You are not being honest when you come in! Sit there!" The handsome little policeman raised his pen-holding hand and pointed at Zhang San. Seeing that the latter was stopped by his colleagues, he kindly rushed " The victim," asked, "tell me, what's the matter with you two?"

"Hehe." Dai Shaojie smiled, and glanced at Zhang San, "It's nothing."

"Nothing? I said, young man, this is your fault. The two of you are fighting at the gate of the police station. There is nothing to fight? Don't worry about retaliation afterwards. Don't worry, the people's police will protect you..."

The little policeman started a long speech seriously, and another very experienced policeman went out to fetch water with a cup. Dai Shaojie gave a dry laugh, and shifted his gaze to Zhang San's face. If you don't find a place to care about people, if you talk about reconciliation now, all previous efforts will be wasted.

After Dai Shaojie came in, he didn't find the place to close Qi Weixuan, but he knew that Zhang San was definitely not in the game for the first time, so he raised his chin at him.

Zhang San understood what he meant, shook his head, pointed to the ground, and said that although he had been in a police station, he had never been in this house. all in the same orientation.

Dai Shaojie pursed his mouth and clasped his hands together, asking Zhang San to ask for blessings.

Zhang San rolled his eyes and returned his middle finger.

Seeing the two guys chatting back and forth in mime, the handsome little policeman became restless again.

"What's the matter with you two? Tell me honestly, how did you fight."

Dai Shaojie had no choice but to grin, "Report to the policeman, the thing is like this, I want to fuck him, but he refuses, so..." He said and pointed at himself.

The handsome little policeman was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately blushed to the base of his neck, asking indiscriminately, "You... tell me the truth... what... what do you mean by soaking him!"

"I'll be honest, let me tell you, just pick him up..." Dai Shaojie looked at Zhang San dodging in embarrassment with a half-smile, and fisted his hands together, "...just want to have sex with him, have sex, Going to bed, stirring up sex... It's best to do it forever, let him not for a moment..."

"That's enough! No need to explain, I understand!" After being shocked, the little policeman stopped immediately, but he never dared to look at Dai Shaojie again. When he looked at Zhang San, he also looked sympathetic, as if There are no typos) have experience.

Zhang San met the eyes of the little policeman, and cooperatingly evoked a helpless smile, but he knew that it was far from being able to lock him up, so he moved his wrist, squinted at Dai Shaojie, Dai Shaojie was very helpless He raised his hand and touched his face.

Seeing this, Zhang San nodded in relief. The distance between the two was only three or four steps away. Zhang San got up and rushed over, directly threw Dai Shaojie who was sitting on the stool to the ground, and hit Dai Shaojie unceremoniously with a pair of fists. face...

As a result, Zhang San got his wish and was imprisoned in the waiting room, and Dai Shaojie was also imprisoned, because he fought back after being beaten.

In the waiting room surrounded by iron railings, except for the stools and tables fixed on the ground, there were only Dai Shaojie and Zhang San, and it seemed that they could hear echoes when they spoke.

Zhang San scanned the empty room about ten meters square, and turned to stare at Dai Shaojie. The little fire in his eyes made Dai Shaojie secretly glad that the two were locked in two compartments.

"Where is the person?" Zhang San leaned against the wall and spread his hands, scanning the left and right, "Where is Qi Weixuan?"

"Uh, maybe it's in another waiting room..." Dai Shaojie touched his nose. The surrounding compartments are surrounded by iron railings. It's clear at a glance whether there is anyone in it. After saying this, he himself was not confident. .

"..." Zhang San narrowed his eyes, "I knew you were here to make trouble."

"I'm making trouble? Will you hit me if I'm making trouble? If it's not me, can you come in?" Dai Shaojie retorted unconvinced, "Also, look at how you beat me in the face, it's so disfigured!"

Zhang San: "You didn't let me beat you."

Dai Shaojie: "Did I let you slap me in the face?"

Zhang San: "Then why were you touching your face just now?"

Dai Shaojie: "I mean, except for the face, any beating!"

Zhang San: "..."

Seeing Zhang San's unsurprised look, Dai Shaojie suddenly realized, "Did you do it on purpose!?"

Zhang San started from the side, and the side of Dai Shaojie's side face turned away unconsciously.

"You definitely did it on purpose, do you dare to turn your face away!" Covering the slightly swollen corner of his mouth, Dai Shaojie looked depressedly at Zhang San who was "in a daze" there as if nothing had happened.

"Hey..." Dai Shaojie frowned slightly, rubbed against the iron railing between the two, and stretched out his hand, "Give me a consolation prize, shall I..."

Zhang San didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he heard that Dai Shaojie hadn't moved, he glanced over and saw him put his face between the two railings, closed his eyes, pursed his mouth, and looked like he was waiting for a kiss, Zhang San couldn't help laughing Well, he actually had selfish intentions in beating up people. He was worried that if he really went in, some people with such a handsome face ostentatiously ostentatiously would cause trouble. Now that he is injured, at least he can Be quiet.

Walking over, Zhang San took a deep breath and decided to give him some comfort.

Their lips touched through the railing, and there was a bit of blood in the warmth.

"Hmm!" Originally, he planned to break up immediately, but when Zhang San wanted to retreat, his head was already held by someone, which greatly affected his skills through the railing, so he could only enjoy being bitten by someone.

"You..." The sound of footsteps approaching from a distance, Dai Shaojie let go of Zhang San's hand, licked his lower lip eagerly, but when he looked up, Zhang San was already stunned, and followed his gaze, Qi Weixuan was standing outside the railing, still holding a takeaway bag in his hand, his expression was as wonderful as a drama.

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