Oh god, this is not the Nine Heavens Fairy who is not in the world. She is clearly a thousand-year-old banshee who eats people and does not spit bones. The man had already fallen into a dilemma and was hit hard again, and fainted with a tragic howl.

Qinghuang's eyes fell on another man again. The man shrank his neck, his face instantly pale as if dead, and his body trembled uncontrollably. "It's not my business, you...you can't do this..."

A mockery floated on the corner of Qinghuang's mouth: "Do you want to tell me that you have the same backbone as him?"

"No--" The man finally collapsed when he saw Qinghuang's slender hand slowly raised, and grabbed the ground with his head, and cried loudly: "Please let me go... We just obey our orders, and the assassination has nothing to do with us..."

At this moment, several people in police uniforms rushed in from outside, pointed guns at the people present, and shouted: "We are the Hong Kong Police Operations Division! Everyone is not allowed to move. Hold their hands behind their heads and squat down on the wall!" When the crowd heard this, they all squatted down with their heads in their arms.

When the man saw the police appear, he seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and immediately shouted loudly: "Asir, help--"

The policeman in charge came up, pointed his gun at Qinghuang, and shouted loudly: "Squat down immediately! From now on, you have the right to remain silent, otherwise, every word you say will be used as a certificate for the court!"

Qinghuang slowly raised her hands and looked at the policeman and smiled: "Sir, your clothes don't seem to fit very well. Did you rent them?"

"The fuck..." The policeman was about to curse, but suddenly realized something and said furiously: "Shut up and talk nonsense again. Do you believe it or not, I will beat you on the head?"

Qinghuang still smiled brightly like peach blossoms: "Asir, your words are not professional enough, it seems to be the incision of the underworld!"

"You are the gangster!" The policeman could no longer help but swear, staring at Qinghuang's eyes fiercely and violently, wishing he could shoot her.

"If my mother is a gangster, what will your mother be?" Qinghuang's eyes fell on the man's face and said coldly: "Is Hong Kong police very popular these days? Why are even the gangsters keen on pretending to be police and scaring people?"

"You fucking die--" The policeman in the lead changed suddenly and he immediately pulled the trigger. "Bang", the man knew that it was not good as soon as the bullet was out of the bore, because the woman disappeared, as if she was swallowed by space. The bullet passed through the position she had just stood and hit the wall, and stone chips flew. Seeing the police fire, the people squatting on the ground were scared to death. Who knew who led the head, everyone jumped up and ran out screaming and madly. Almost at the same time, the gun fired.

The policeman was hit hard in the abdomen, and even Qinghuang's shadow was not seen, so he was kicked up in the air by Qinghuang, "Baji", and hit the ground hard, not knowing life and death. Several other policemen saw their companions being kicked away and were about to shoot, but the white shadow flashed in front of them, and their guns flew out of their hands, and they hugged the wrists holding the guns and howled in pain. In the blink of an eye, their guns all fell into Qinghuang's hand, and their wrists were swept by Qinghuang's "Orchid Friction Hand", and their true energy entered the body, and their bones were broken.

Qinghuang was annoyed that they were rude and ruthless, not to leave a living, but to pat the "Orchid Flashing Hand" and not to let them be disabled for life, but to directly kill them. Poor that these people are good at the "Qing Gang". They even faced a woman with guns and even failed to meet them, and they were all knocked down by others. In Hong Kong, in the past, they were the only ones who bullied others. When was they so miserable?

At this time, there was a chaos outside, and another group of police rushed in, quickly surrounded Qinghuang and others, and ordered Qinghuang to put down the gun. Qinghuang was really obedient this time. When he loosened his hands, several pistols all fell to the ground. However, the gun accidentally landed in front of the screaming police officers, and they did not disappoint Qinghuang's "accident". Regardless of the severe pain in his wrist, they grabbed the gun with their other hand and pulled the trigger. However, their target was not Qinghuang in front of him, but the police who arrived later.

Several policemen were caught off guard and were hit by bullets. Fortunately, they were wearing bulletproof vests. Otherwise, next year, they would have to lie in the "Happyland Cemetery" in Hong Kong to enjoy their family's incense paper oil candles. Seeing that their companions were shot, the later policemen fired one after another, and finally, they relied on the many people and shot hard to knock down several previous "police" to the ground. In addition to two being shot and killed directly, several were shot and screaming.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, Qinghuang jumped up, turned around and pressed tightly against the ceiling, which was even more strange than the "Spider-Man". None of the two sides of the fierce battle noticed when she disappeared. As soon as the gunshot stopped, she twisted and rushed straight from the air, faster than lightning, grabbed a policeman's throat with a slender finger.

"Let him go-away-" Seeing this scene, the other policemen felt cold on their backs and their hands holding guns were trembling, because the woman was like a ghost, coming and going freely in the rain of bullets, without a trace, silently. Even if they had guns in their hands, they did not have any confidence in such an almost "non-human" existence.

Qinghuang said coldly: "It's okay to ask me to let him go. You must first prove one thing!"

The policeman looked at each other and asked one person: "What's the proven thing?"

Qinghuang said word by word: "Prove that you are the real police!"

Those people almost got upset: "Isn't it the best proof that we are wearing police uniforms and holding guns in our hands?"

Qinghuang pointed to the people who fell to the ground and said coldly: "They are also wearing police uniforms and holding guns in their hands. Who can prove that they are police officers?"

"This..." The policemen with guns were speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer. The police officer in charge took out his ID and threw it to Qinghuang, saying, "This is my police officer certificate. Look carefully - Chen Xiangdong, senior inspector of the Hong Kong 'Actions Department'!"

Qinghuang threw the ID on the ground without looking at it, and said disdainfully: "You can buy a lot of this kind of thing for more than ten Hong Kong dollars outside. Do you have the nerve to let me see it?"

Chen Xiangdong said angrily: "My ID is clearly real. You don't even look at it. How do you want me to prove it?"

Qinghuang's eyes turned cold and said, "You'd better prove it, otherwise none of you can get out of here, and the person lying on the ground will be your fate!"

"You--" Chen Xiangdong was so angry that he looked at Venus. However, because his companions were restrained, he was afraid of shooting, otherwise he would never dare to fight to the death with his personality.
Chapter completed!