The foreigner said coldly: "Give me the disk back, quickly!"

Sima Chaofeng stood and slowly raised the hand holding the disk.

"Hurry, express delivery!"

Sima Chaofeng still slowly raised his hand.

The foreigner became anxious and pushed the gun forward, "Hurry up and don't test my patience. The guy in my hand might misfire if I get anxious!"

Sima Chaofeng moved the disk towards the base of his ear and clamped it with two fingers.

The foreigner's fingers tightened on the gun, and his other hand stretched out towards the disk.

"Bang-"

There was a gunshot.

"ah-"

A woman screamed.

"Help, it's time to kill!"

The woman who had been huddled in the corner danced and frantically ran towards the door, shouting as she ran.

There was a hole in the wall, and the copper bullet casings on the ground made a series of metallic sounds when they hit the ground.

At that moment, when the foreigner stretched out his hand to take the disk, Sima Chaofeng suddenly tilted his head, leaned his body to the side, and at the same time threw the disk in his hand into the air. The foreigner followed the disk upward with his eyes.

At this time, Sima Chaofeng raised his hands back and grabbed the wrist of the foreigner's hand holding the gun. The foreigner was startled and felt something bad. He pulled the trigger and a bullet flew past Sima Chaofeng's eyes.

After missing one hit, the foreigner wanted to fire a second shot, but Sima Chaofeng didn't give him a chance. He exerted force with both hands and twisted them sideways, and the pistol slipped from the foreigner's hand.

Sima Chaofeng didn't give the foreigner time to react, and punched him in the face several times. Finally, he kicked him. The foreigner was kicked and hit the wall, bounced back, and fell to the ground.

In the corridor, the woman was still running as fast as she could, shouting, "It's murder - help -"

The sound became farther and farther away, and the unfinished water in the basin that she had stepped over on the floor of the room continued to flow to the ground.

The foreigner lay motionless on the ground.

Huang Yiming's eyes widened, out of surprise and despair. The newly ignited hope was shattered again. Is this guy still human? He is actually so agile.

Sima Chaofeng patted the clothes on his body. He originally wanted to dust them off, but he forgot that the gauze he was wearing was a borrowed woman, so he patted it gently. He looked at the clothes and smiled stupidly.

He bent down, picked up the disk that fell on the ground, and walked to Huang Yiming.

Huang Yiming stepped back, thinking that Sima Chaofeng wanted to beat him.

"Boss Huang, I would like to advise you, if you do unjust things, you will be killed. Your friends will cheat you. In the end, you will find that you will have nothing, no money, and no love!"

Huang Yiming lowered his head and said nothing. It was too late to say anything now.

The guests in the hotel were disturbed by the sudden voice of a woman calling for help, and they all stuck their heads out to see what was happening outside.

Gu Dongtian had been closing his eyes to rest. When he heard the shouts, he got up, put on his clothes, and followed the others out.

"Wu-wu-"

Sirens blared loudly, and a large number of police officers rushed in from the door.

A large group of people gathered at the door of the private room. Some of them were whispering and some were pointing.

The police came up and the crowd separated a path. Gu Dongtian was confused when he saw Sima Chaofeng inside. What he couldn't understand was that Sima Chaofeng was wearing women's clothes at the moment, and they were very sexy!

Wen Xia was still leading the team this time. She walked in, looked around, and finally fixed her sights on Sima Chaofeng.

"why is it you again?"

"Haha, we are really destined!"

Wen Xia looked at Sima Chaofeng's clothes strangely, "What are you doing for fun?"

"Haha, it's a long story, I'm performing a performance art!"

Wen Xia rolled her eyes and said, "Huh, if you don't tell the truth, I won't be afraid that you won't tell me when you get to the bureau!"

The police dragged the unconscious foreigner lying on the ground out, handcuffed Huang Yiming and took him away. Only Sima Chaofeng remained.

Wen Xia handed over a pair of handcuffs and said, "Come with me!"

"Haha, I said last time that cuffing and cuffing has a meaning, am I right? Look, you're the one who's going to handcuff me this time."

"Stop being such a talker and hold out your hands!"

"What, do you want to resist arrest?"

"No, I'm happy to be handcuffed by you, so how could I resist arrest? My performance art is over, I have to change my own clothes. Going out like this will spoil the children. Some of them think that I am very trendy.

If so, maybe you can learn from it!"

"Change quickly, I'll give you three minutes!"

Wen Xia walked out and stood at the door.

The audience at the door is still looking at Sima Chaofeng's clothes. This guy is so talented. A man can actually wear clothes like this.

Sima Chaofeng walked out of the room quickly. At the door, he saw Gu Dongtian among the crowd, "Brother Tian, ​​this is performance art, performance art!" After saying that, he quickly walked towards the smoking room.

In the smoking room, the woman whose clothes were borrowed had long since disappeared, and Sima Chaofeng's clothes were still there on the coffee table.

After changing clothes in less than a minute, Sima Chaofeng returned to Wen Xia, stretched out his hands, "Okay, cuff me!"

Wen Xia took out the handcuffs and said, "Hehe, your movements are quite nimble!"

"Hehe, it's necessary. I'm anxious to let the handcuffs continue to connect us, haha!"

Sima Chaofeng followed Wen Xia, and when he passed by Gudongtian, he said to him: "Brother Tian, ​​please help me tell Huihui that I will be back soon."

Gu Dongtian nodded. He didn't understand what happened in this room, but looking at Sima Chaofeng's appearance, he didn't seem nervous at all. It should be nothing serious!

The siren on the police car screamed again.

Sitting in the car, Wen Xia secretly laughed alone.

"Captain, why are you laughing?"

"Ah? Did I laugh?"

The police driver next to him was speechless and didn't even know he was smiling. From the looks of it, he was probably in love. He was curious, who was so capable of capturing the heart of this policewoman?

"Captain, let me see, you probably have a sweetheart you like!"

"Stop talking nonsense and drive!"

Wen Xia felt very relaxed. She didn't know why, but she couldn't stay serious every time she saw Sima Chaofeng. Handling a case was originally a serious matter, but he always made her want to be serious but couldn't. He smiled playfully.

Yes, it's not formal, he doesn't seem to be angry, he is joking with himself, and he can accept it easily.

There were very few people who could make her do this, and she didn't understand why it was such a person that she could always feel happy when quarreling with him.

Sima Chaofeng was riding in a big-bellied police car specially used to escort suspects, and Huang Yiming was with him.

Huang Yiming held his head with both hands and plucked his hair from time to time. His hair had become like a chicken coop. His face was tired and in pain.

Although Sima Chaofeng is wearing handcuffs at the moment, he is happy in his heart. Now the kid doesn't have to worry so much. The most difficult problem has been solved. He has been thinking about how to help him these days, but he didn't expect to be like this today.
Chapter completed!