Movie Variety Show: Extraordinary Witch Pendant

Chapter 286 Zhang Lang: Say Thank You

It’s not Uncle Hai who is leading the team this time. Since he has made contributions this time, Uncle Hai will have to stand aside.

Zhang Lang didn't know the person who came and had never seen him before.

This is a stranger, and we may not have any interactions in the future, so I won’t introduce myself to you.

That person still wanted to establish a relationship with Zhang Lang, but Zhang Lang dealt with it politely and made up a random excuse to easily resolve the issue with Brother Xiaosha.

But there are really too many people dying here.

Report writing is inevitable.

I'm still thinking about how to deal with Zhu Tao's issue tomorrow.

It looks like it will have to be postponed again.

Zhang Lang didn't care. Sooner or later, he would have to step in to resolve Zhu Tao's issue.

Lin Leimeng and others are now struggling in the whirlpool of public opinion.

There is no time to find evidence of Zhu Tao's crime.

As the chief superintendent, he probably has no hope of getting promoted.

Zhu Wanfang was taken to the Kowloon City Divisional Police Station to record her statement, and her testimony was also crucial.

Zhu Wanfang's father ran over and wanted to blame Zhang Lang.

"You police officers are shooting without regard for the consequences. If anything happens to my daughter, I will never forgive you."

Zhang Lang frowned and looked at the old man.

Ma Jun didn't tolerate the old man: "You mean we shouldn't save your daughter. We should watch her get killed before we save her, right? In that case, we wouldn't shoot in front of her."

"Sir, is this the attitude of your police officers? I want to file a complaint against them."

"Complain against us?"

"Yes, I am complaining about you police officers who shoot indiscriminately."

Zhu Wanfang couldn't stop her father and whispered, "Dad, don't be like this. They saved me."

"I saved you and yet you did this again. I'm still going to file a complaint against them."

Zhang Lang laughed. It was impossible to reason with such a person.

Zhang Lang said to Uncle Hai, "Find us a single room, and we'll see how he complains about us."

Uncle Hai: "That's not good. He also cares about his daughter."

"Just go if I tell you to go, don't talk nonsense."

The police superintendent who came out to claim the credit said, "Ah Hai, just do as Mr. Zhang said. Arrange a single room for this gentleman and take a good statement from him."

Zhang Lang smiled at the police chief and said, "No need. He is complaining about us, so let us take his statement."

"Yeah, very rivery."

"Ma Jun, take the people and follow Uncle Hai."

Zhang Lang smiled very gently. He had not used the Bone-Splitting Hand since he had acquired it.

There’s nothing I can do. I never had the chance to use it.

At this moment, Zhu Wanfang's father finally took out the money.

Zhu Wanfang: "Mr. Zhang, please, we are wrong, we will not complain to you."

The corners of Zhang Lang's mouth curled up, which looked like a devil's smile in Zhu Wanfang's eyes.

It was infinitely magnified in her mind.

"It has nothing to do with you. If he wants to complain, I will have a good chat with him."

"What are you doing standing around? Let's go."

It is understandable that you want to protect your daughter, but Zhang Lang will not tolerate you showing your teeth carelessly.

Entered the single room.

The moment the door closed, Zhang Lang kicked in the heart.

Damn it, I must feed him enough dragon fruit today.

Zhu Wanfang's father hadn't even uttered a scream yet.

Zhang Lang reached out and dislocated his jaw.

Let’s do it first by dividing the tendons and bones.

If Zhang Lang didn't straighten his bones, his life would be ruined.

Ma Jun would never have a good attitude towards anyone who wanted to complain about him.

Looking at the little old man spitting blood, there was no mercy at all.

He imitated Zhang Lang and put his knowledge into practice, such as the heart-warming kick and the dragon fruit.

"I told you to show me your teeth. I told you to show me your teeth."

"Are you still going to complain? Do you really think we are as soft as Uncle Hai? We help you, but we still have to endure your anger?"

Zhang Lang looked at the old man who was enjoying the dragon fruit, and his anger almost subsided.

"Ma Jun, let's see if he dares to show his teeth again. If he dares to show his teeth, continue to feed him dragon fruit."

Ma Jun agreed and pinched Zhu Wanfang's father's chin: "Are you still complaining?"

Seeing Zhu Wanfang's father shaking his head frantically, Ma Jun turned around and said to Zhang Lang: "Team leader, he didn't even reply to my question. It seems that he still needs to be fed with dragon fruit."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go on." Zhang Lang exhaled a puff of smoke and waved his hand to let Ma Jun continue feeding the dragon fruit.

Really, you don’t know what you are capable of, and you can’t tell right from wrong?

Zhang Lang was extremely speechless. Zhu Wanfang was rescued by them just because Zhu Wanfang said that when Zhang Lang shot to save her, the bullet shot past her.

Ma Jun fed the dragon fruit again, then stopped and looked at Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang smiled and looked at Zhu Wanfang's father and said, "Say thank you!"

“Write…write…”

Zhang Lang: "Do you know that you are wrong?"

"The capital... the knife..."

"Okay, is it okay for me to prepare a few banners and send them to the Special Crime Unit of the Regional Police Headquarters tomorrow?"

"No problem, no problem, I will definitely send it over."

"Okay, Ma Jun, he's graduated and he doesn't show his teeth anymore."

Zhang Lang walked out of the door with a smile on his face. He saw that Zhu Wanfang looked at him with deep fear in her eyes. He was afraid that this might have become her inner demon.

Nothing to worry about.

Zhu Wanfang was afraid of Zhang Lang, but she also felt that Zhang Lang could give her an unprecedented sense of security.

A complicated group of people, full of fear and desire.

A little morbid.

Ma Jun also came out, looked at Zhu Wanfang and said, "Go in, you can take the person away."

Zhu Wanfang didn't dare to speak. There were no good people here. This society was too dark.

Ma Jun was also completely led astray by Zhang Lang. Given his personality, he would not have done such a thing.

It’s all Zhang Lang’s fault.

Zhang Lang: It’s not my fault.

After finding Qiu Gangao and the others, Zhang Lang whispered, "It's almost time. We'll go back. Just hand this matter over to the Kowloon City Divisional Police Station. Come back to our police station office tomorrow to finish writing the report and hand it in."

"Team leader, what should we do with this flour?"

Zhang Lang looked at the police superintendent with a strange look in his eyes.

"Just give it to this Sir."

"Yes, yes, just leave it to us. We will handle this matter properly later."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, guys."

Zhang Lang looked at the police superintendent carefully, said a few more words, and led his men out of the Kowloon City Divisional Police Station.

Go back to the regional police station to hand in the gun, then write a gun use report tomorrow, and finally wait for notification to arrange psychological counseling for them.

Everyone goes back to their own homes, each looking for his own mother.

Zhang Lang thought that Li Xin'er lived in the villa, and her body needed daily counseling, which went straight to her heart.

Zhang Lang and Yazi returned to the villa, but Chen Duoer and Tianrandai had not returned from fishing yet.

Don't worry about them. They will come back on their own when they are hungry.

Zhang Lang went to take a shower out of boredom.

When I was looking in the mirror after taking a shower, I was still thinking: Why doesn’t this face have the magic to make a woman spread her legs?

At this time, Le Huizhen's little head poked in from the crack in the door.

"I'm coming in, hehehe."

Zhang Lang used both hands to protect a key point tightly: "Why did you come in? Get out, Moximoxi... Linen belt."

"Smithson, just scream, scream. The more you resist, the more excited I get. Hahahahahahahaha" Le Huizhen laughed wildly and stretched out her hand towards Zhang Lang with ill intention.

Zhang Lang, who was supposed to perform with Le Huizhen, suddenly disappeared.

The person has appeared and laid back down in bed.

Wrapping himself tightly in his little quilt, Zhang Lang rolled himself into a chicken roll.

Le Huizhen ran into the bedroom.

"Please give Daji your orders, Master..."

Two and a half hours later.

Zhang Lang stood up and smoked a cigarette.

Le Huizhen: ...

"You little loser, you have no strength, you are such a rookie, you are so incompetent and you like to play."

Le Huizhen giggled from time to time: "It's going to break..."

"Mad, it's nothing."

Zhang Lang threw away the cigarette butt and teleported to Yazi's room.

Carry Yazi and walk into the bedroom.

These sisters are like Shuang'er and A'ke in the movie version of The Deer and the Cauldron, they have telepathy.

Double happiness experience card, eight thousand per time.

After Zhang Lang finished his work, he packed up and went downstairs to eat, then went back upstairs to work.

Zhou Wenli told Zhang Lang her idea: to have a child.

Zhang Lang had no way to refuse and could only work harder.

Silent all night.

the next day.

Zhang Lang first went to the beach villa and found the clay doll that was still sleeping.

Zhang Lang slapped the clay doll's thigh that was exposed outside the quilt with his big hand. There was a crisp and pleasant "pop" sound.

The smooth touch made Zhang Lang feel a little excited.

The clay doll was in a very bad mood when he woke up. He sat up suddenly and was about to lose his temper.

"Go to hell...ah, it's Oppa!"

Zhang Lang: "I didn't expect you to have such a good figure. Your breasts are also beautiful, they are actually teardrop-shaped."

The clay doll grabbed the quilt that had slipped off and sang the beginning of the song "Duqing": "Ah...ah...ah..."

Zhang Lang continued to sing: "The beauty of West Lake in March..."

The clay puppet was furious. Who is singing with you?

"Get out, get out quickly..."

"Tsk, it's not as big as the fat woman's, as if no one cares about it!"

Zhang Lang wiped his saliva and said disdainfully.

The clay doll stood up and pressed Zhang Lang's face against his chest: "Say that again, and I'll smother you to death today."

Zhang Lang was in a hurry to go out in the morning, and he didn't have anyone important to meet, so he didn't use facial cleanser.

Unexpectedly, the clay doll made up for it for him.

Zhang Lang licked the bun in his hand.

The doll couldn't stand Zhang Lang's outrageous behavior.

The body is as soft as dough.

Just surrendered.

"Oppa, I was wrong. I was impulsive. Please forgive me."

Zhang Lang chuckled, held up the nearly paralyzed clay doll with his hand and said, "Oppa, please get in the car."

The doll gritted his teeth and said with his last bit of strength, "Oppa, can we get in the car another day?"

Zhang Lang also didn't want to fight a bloody battle.

Forget it, there must be a misunderstanding here, yes, yes, yes.

There must be a misunderstanding.

The doll was thankful for its own wit and avoided some harm.

Zhang Lang: Other situations are another matter.

"I'm not here to drive. I want to ask you about those people with special abilities hidden in Hong Kong Island by the United States. How are your investigations going?"

The clay doll was held in someone's arms for the first time, and its face turned a sickly red. Its cool expression disappeared, and was replaced by an unprecedented shyness.

"We have found many people with special abilities. They are hidden in all walks of life, and their abilities are all kinds of strange, but their strength is not particularly strong."

"Did you let that little girl out?"

"She's useless, and that little girl poses no threat."

Zhang Lang frowned and looked at the clay doll and said, "You are not a soft-hearted person. Tell me what she told you."

The clay doll greedily breathed in Zhang Lang's scent and said in a soft voice, "She drew a picture for me."

Zhang Lang understood that the little girl had come into contact with the clay doll and must have foreseen that the clay doll was a dead person, and then drew it and showed it to the clay doll.

Zhang Lang thought his guess was about right, but he wasn't quite sure: "Where is the painting?"

The clay doll couldn't help but kiss Zhang Lang's neck: "I lost the painting. Thank you."

Zhang Lang pushed the little head of the clay doll buried in his neck a little further away.

I noticed that this usually cool witch was actually crying.

Zhang Lang wiped away the tears of the clay doll and said gently, "What's wrong? The clay doll captain is not the kind of person who sheds tears."

"I don't want to cry either, but I... I'm scared. I should have been..."

Zhang Lang reached out and pinched the clay doll's lips, forcing her to shut up and say whatever she wanted to say.

"Don't talk nonsense. Even if you are following me now, with your current abilities, who can be your opponent except Ziyin and Tianrandai?"

The clay doll burst into tears.

Zhang Lang: Damn, how could I have forgotten that the clay doll was so heartbroken by the sisters that its head was even blown off.