Chapter 28: Playing Tricks on the Gods! (Additional Update)

  As soon as the words fell, the twelve police officers who had been clenching their fists and rubbing their palms, simultaneously raised their electric batons without saying a word, planning to knock Ye Chengfeng down with one wave.

  However, before their electric batons could even fall, Ye Chengfeng's figure had mysteriously disappeared.

  "Where is he?"

  Qiao Zhenkun and his men were stunned, but no matter how hard they looked left and right, they couldn't find Ye Shengfeng's figure in the interrogation room, as if he had evaporated.

  "Squeak——"

  A strange noise suddenly touched the nerves of Qiao Zhenkun and others.

  "A ghost!"

  One policeman let out a direct scream and was frightened into shrinking to the wall foot.

  "What nonsense! Don't talk rubbish!"

  Qiao Zhenkun was severely criticized.

  "Chair... chair!"

  The policeman pointed with a terrified expression: "The chair just moved."

  "Nonsense! The chair is fine, how can it move?"

  As soon as Qiao Zhenkun finished speaking, the chair that was originally lying on the ground suddenly floated up and hovered in front of everyone, drifting back and forth to the left and right.

  If someone could see through the disguise at this time, they would definitely be able to see that it was just Ye Chengfeng holding a chair and swaying back and forth.

  Unfortunately, Qiao Zhenkun and his men were not powerful enough to see through Ye Chengfeng's concealment technique.

  They felt that the scene before them was too frightening, and several people were scared out of their wits, trembling all over, with pale faces.

  Bang!

  The chair suddenly fell to the ground, and there was complete silence.

  However, there was a strong smell of urine throughout the interrogation room.

  Qiao Zhenkun and his group looked left and right, finally fixing their gaze on a short policeman.

  All he saw was that guy leaning against the wall in terror, one hand clutching an electric baton and the other desperately holding up his pants, almost crying.

  "Useless thing, actually got scared and peed."

  Qiao Zhenkun couldn't help but curse.

  "Every... every long, have... have ghost... in taking off my pants."

  The short policeman's legs were trembling.

  As expected, after his reminder, Qiao Zhenkun and others discovered that the short policeman's belt had been untied at some point.

  At this moment, his pants can be clearly seen slowly falling down, and even the short policeman is holding onto his pants with force. Is this not a ghost pulling down his pants or what?

  This scene made Qiao Zhenkun and others feel a chill in their hearts, and they involuntarily distanced themselves from the short policeman.

  There were even more timid ones who wanted to open the door and run away directly.

  However, no matter how hard they pulled and tugged, the door of the interrogation room just wouldn't open.

  At this moment, the terrifying and thrilling atmosphere spread in the small interrogation room, scaring Qiao Zhenkun and others to dare not breathe loudly.

  "Look at the wall! There's blood!"

  Suddenly someone shouted, and saw that on the originally snow-white wall, a blood-red stain had appeared for no reason at some unknown time.

  That slowly flowing appearance, it's as if one's heart is going to jump out of their chest.

  In no time at all, the blood-red color on the wall had coagulated into a single character.

  Kill!

  "Damn it, who left their tomato sauce from steamed dumplings here this morning?"

  Qiao Zhenkun may be bad, but he has held this position for a long time, and it's truly due to his ability.

  With his keen detective eyes, he discovered that the blood-red 'kill' character was not fresh blood. He plucked up the courage to go over and touch it, then sniffed it, and finally determined it was ketchup.

  "It's on fire."

  Some people shouted in surprise.

  Only saw a corner of a tall policeman's clothes, inexplicably ignited into flames.

  The stench of burnt clothes rushed towards Qiao Zhenkun and others, scaring them so much that they all shouted and scattered in all directions.

  "Director... Director, save me!"

  The police officer whose clothes caught fire ran wildly and ceaselessly, causing Qiao Zhenkun and others to retreat repeatedly.

  The interrogation room was originally small, and now with over a dozen big men rushing around and colliding into each other, it's extremely chaotic.

  "These bastards, how dare they bully people like this!"

  Song Yali had already rushed to the Fourth Li Police Station and hurried to the interrogation room at the first moment.

  Just then, she heard the noise coming from the interrogation room and suddenly became furious, nodding her head at the driver.

  "Boom!"

  She kicked open the door of the interrogation room with one foot without saying a word.

  "How dare you! You have a lot of nerve to mete out private punishment to innocent people!"

  Song Yali swept a glance over the gloomy and depressing atmosphere in the interrogation room, and suddenly became furious.

  She had thought it was just a few people, but unexpectedly there were more than a dozen. Even if Ye Shengfeng was skilled in combat, he might not be able to withstand such a beating.

  But if she knew that these dozen or so people had already been scared out of their wits by Ye Shengfeng, I wonder what she would think!

  "Who are you?"

  Qiao Zhenkun suddenly had an epiphany, but looking at Song Yali's ordinary working attire, not a bit like some kind of formidable character, he coldly snorted: "Don't say I haven't used private punishment on anyone, even if I have, you can't control it, who gave you the guts to kick in the door? Ah? Who did?"

  "Song Dong, save...save me!"

  Ye Chengfeng didn't know when, but his whole body had already lain down under the interrogation table.

  He stretched out a blood-stained hand and gently patted the spotless interrogation table, looking so weak and powerless.

  This made Qiao Zhenkun and others feel a wave of fear again, wondering when he had gone under the table. At the same time, they discovered through the remaining ketchup on Ye Chengfeng's hand that the series of frights they had just experienced must have been caused by Ye Chengfeng.

  "Damn it! How dare you beat someone up like this!"

  At first glance, Song Yali would have thought that Ye Shengfeng's hand was stained with only tomato sauce.

  She was furious and quickly motioned to the driver to come over and help Ye Chengfeng up, then turned to Qiao Zhenkun and said: "You're the captain of this police station, you're simply a scoundrel."

  "Say it again if you dare!"

  Qiao Zhenkun, at this time, still couldn't recognize the ordinary-looking woman in front of him as Fan's wife, so he pushed and shoved Song Yali, saying: "You saucy woman, don't be so arrogant here, believe it or not, I'll arrest you for obstructing official business!"

  "I'd lend you a hundred guts!"

  Suddenly a loud and energetic shout came over, only to see three police officers in uniform rushing over with a fierce momentum.

  The first person, the glory on his shoulders is enough to dazzle people's eyes.

  "Fan... Fan Bureau!"

  Qiao Zhenkun took a deep breath of cool air, and for a moment his mind was somewhat stunned.

  He just caught a small security guard, how did he provoke the director of Shanghai Public Security Bureau?

  Although he also has a long word, compared with others, the difference is not just a little bit.

  "Little uncle, you've finally arrived."

  Song Yali said: "This Qiao Zhenkun is really lawless, not only did he use private punishment on my innocent friends, but also scolded me as a shrew and wanted to arrest me too."

  "Little... little uncle?"

  Qiao Zhenkun was stunned, and then his legs went limp.

  This ordinary woman, the director of Shanghai Public Security Bureau Fan Tao called her younger brother's wife, isn't she... Song Yali, the chairman of the Fan family? Also known as Song Dong, previously called by Ye Chengfeng.

  Qiao Zhenkun didn't truly come to his senses until this moment.

  But it's clearly too late for that now.

  "Hey Ye brothers, nothing's wrong, right?"

  Fan Tao didn't even glance at Qiao Zhenkun, but instead hastily stretched out both hands and grasped Ye Chengfeng's right hand, which was stained with tomato sauce. With a familiar smile, he said: "I'm really sorry today for startling you. After I deal with these losers, I'll head to Emperor Wang's building and lay out a table to make amends with you."

  “……”

  As soon as this was said, it almost blinded a group of police officers from the Fourth District Police Station led by Qiao Zhenkun.

  Even the two public security officers who followed Fan Tao were somewhat incredulous.

  Fan Tao, what identity? Looking at Ye Chengfeng's dress and demeanor, isn't he just a small security guard?

  Ke Ye took advantage of the situation and managed to get Fan Tao to hold his dirty hands with both hands, addressing him as "you" and inviting him to Di Wang Lou, Shanghai's top restaurant, to treat him to a meal and apologize.

  This... has completely exceeded their imagination!

  (PS: This morning, I voluntarily updated a chapter. Don't you want to offer all the flowers? Hehe. Remember those who haven't added it to their bookshelf, hurry up and add it! Your support is my motivation for updates. The more support, the faster I'll write.)