"Hehe." The old traffic policeman's laughter was quite charming.
Zheng Xin never solved any major cases, never made any merits, and spent his whole life as a junior traffic policeman.
Even with over twenty years of work experience, without connections or anything like that, it's impossible to transfer to a more comfortable department.
Who would have thought I'd be playing the hero today?
"No, I can't be a hero. So many traffic police officers and criminal investigators die every year, how many of them can be heroes?"
It takes luck, but I've never had any luck in my entire life.
I have many reasons to run away. The ghost might not chase me. I can live!
I'm not even qualified to carry a gun; I have a million reasons to save my life!
Veteran traffic policeman Zheng Xin was in a state of turmoil, and even in that turmoil, he could find countless reasons to justify his escape.
But one reason outweighs a thousand reasons!
He smiled wryly and said, "Even a junior traffic cop is a policeman!"
He then strode forward, yelling at everyone to leave, and confronted the mysterious figure before him, his hand gripping the baton still trembling.
He's a policeman!
He only has this one reason!
but!
One is enough.
We must fight with all our might!
Zheng Xin is just an ordinary person and doesn't have the guts to make the first move, but if the other party makes a move, he will definitely swing his baton.
Even if it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, we still have to... try to block it!
Cold sweat poured from my forehead, the size of soybeans; my endocrine system was also clearly out of balance, and fear made my body feel as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cave.
Even so, Zheng Xin remained in a standoff with the other party, glancing around with the corner of his eye, hoping that everyone, whether his new colleagues or ordinary car owners and passengers, could seize the time to escape.
But suddenly, loud music blared, and the eerie shadow moved.
[Which jerk suddenly turned on such loud music?]
Zheng Xin almost cried, feeling that death was right in front of him.
Such loud music must have disturbed the ghosts.
His eyes widened, as if he were unleashing the last blow of his life, striking the ghost's head with his baton, as if he sensed that the other party would definitely kill him first.
He was prepared to die, but alas...
"Traffic police officer, who gave you the courage? Was it Fish Leong?"
Suddenly, Zheng Xin's vision blurred, and a figure gracefully descended, accompanied by a frenzied song, blocking the path between him and the ghost.
He didn't stop abruptly, and the baton struck the other person on the forehead, who looked at him in surprise.
The scene immediately calmed down.
It's so awkward.
Only the singing voice remains so majestic...
"I am extremely unrestrained and indulgent, which is intolerable even to the laws of heaven. I feel no pain even if a boulder is smashed on my head."
He couldn't handle any stimulation, and would act rashly or even recklessly, resorting to punches and kicks, his reputation spreading far and wide..."
That's right, the singing was melodious and graceful, and also very impressive.
Moreover, it is realistic.
It's true... it doesn't hurt when a police baton hits your head!
Veteran traffic policeman Zheng Xin was completely stunned.
"Hehe, not bad strength, you must exercise often? But you must be over forty years old, how come you're still a junior traffic cop without a bar?"
Fang Zong glanced at the dark, surging figure opposite him, and that was it. He couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to it, but he was quite interested in the old traffic policeman.
He asked kindly, "Why weren't you promoted? Didn't Fish Leong give you courage before?"
Zheng Xin: "...I have no connections."
Fang Zong sneered: "Why are you being so euphemistic? You don't have any connections? Just say you have no backing, okay? Fine, for the sake of that blow you gave me, how about I become your backer?"
"Who are you?" Zheng Xin was still a little confused.
"Remember this: whenever this song reverberates for miles around, it means I, the Suit-Wearing Thug, have appeared."
Fang Zong patted Zheng Xin on the shoulder before turning around to examine the 'ghost' in front of him.
Zheng Xin was even more confused.
Who is this young man?
A thug in a suit?!
Okay, no need to say more, everyone in Dongguk knows who the suit-wearing thug is, he's super powerful and terrifying!
And... what did he just say?
You want to be my backend administrator?!
Zheng Xin's mind was blank, as if it had crashed, but he subconsciously looked at his shoulder, feeling that there might be a bar there.
One more star, two more stars, and another bar?
Then one bar and one star? Two bars and three stars? If I work harder, strive harder, and live a few more years, will I be able to hang a pine branch?
This is every police officer's dream!
Zheng Xin was still in a daze when the music was turned off, which startled him awake. He quickly glanced at Fang Zong and ran to evacuate the people who had not yet escaped far.
Fang Zong looked at the shadow of the 'ghost,' stroked his chin, and whispered:
"interesting!"
To be honest, the ghost in front of us isn't really a ghost.
Although the other party will eventually become a ghost, he is still resisting now, using his memories and emotions from his previous life to resist the ghost's complete stripping of his humanity from when he was a living person!
It is a very painful process; out of a hundred ghosts, ninety-nine cannot do it.
The other party is working very hard.
Fang Zong witnessed the ghost's transformation process for the first time and waved, saying, "Dude, what happened to you? Did something boil you?"
The ghost blinked and pointed to a truck to the west.
Fang Zong looked over and saw that it was a truck loaded with bamboo. Perhaps due to the sudden braking, hundreds of bamboo poles, each more than ten meters long, rushed forward and scattered all over the ground. The bamboo covered the entire front of the truck and also pierced a person like a sieve.
[A real-life version of 'Final Destination'?]
Fang Zong looked at the other man with pity: "Dude, you're really unlucky."
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