Mr. Zou was speechless. He turned his head and glanced at the guard he was pointing to. Although he couldn't see his expression, he could feel that he was also confused at this moment.

"I'm really sick, okay, although I can't understand your strange hobby, you have to hurry up! We don't have time to mess around with you." Mr. Zou said helplessly, pointing to his ears, reminding him to activate the bomb as long as he plays tricks, and throwing the guard's look "You just pretend to be a coaxing child".

Chen Xiaocai didn't care about that. His mind was in chaos now. He just wanted to hit the guard madly, as if only in this way could he calm his madness.

So at this moment he was very happy and ran to the guard excitedly, swung his hand, and slapped his riot helmet fiercely, causing a gust of wind.

"Let you be a glass!" Chen Xiao shouted. Then, with a "bang", the flesh and blood palm hit the bulletproof helmet heavily. Everyone could feel that the pain was so painful.

"I'll call me a waste!" Then, another moment.

"Let you hit me with a gun!" The sound of his palm hitting his helmet became louder and louder, and people showed a look of unbearability. This was self-abuse.

Chen Xiao was very trustworthy, and he was really just a fan, bang bang, and he abused himself for a minute. Finally stopped, and then he held his right hand that was swollen like a steamed bun, making a "heheaaaaaa" sound, and I don't know whether it was crying or laughing.

But at this moment, the madness in his heart seemed to gradually disappear.

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Chapter completed!