I Have a Shenhao System

Seeing this, Jiang Hao also turned his head and shouted again with a bit of anger: "I told you to let her go, didn't she hear?"

The old Burmese man insisted: "Take the money and let it go."

"Crack!"

The next second, Jiang Hao shot unceremoniously and slashed the wrist of the old Burmese man.

After a crisp sound, the bone of the hand holding Han Tong was chopped off, and it slumped down.

Immediately following, Jiang Hao hugged Han Tong in his arms.

"what--"

The next second, a heart-wrenching howl resounded through the exhibition hall, and many people here were horrified.

And Han Tong was so frightened that he turned around and buried his face in Jiang Hao's arms.

Soon, the surrounding old Burmese accomplices shouted: "Call the police and arrest these two damn Chinese people."

"Catch me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Hao sneered: "I think it's right to arrest you black-hearted businessmen, it's simply ruining the reputation of your country!"

"Young man, you should leave here quickly. The old Burmese police officer will come in a while, and you really can't leave."

Most of the people nearby are Chinese, and one of the older uncles persuaded Jiang Hao to leave here quickly.

Jiang Hao smiled at the uncle: "It's okay, they can't help me, I will send them all in today."

Saying that, he also took out his mobile phone and called Ang Memino directly: "I encountered a little trouble in the public market, you can send someone to the exhibition hall No. 7 on the first floor to help me solve it."

He didn't go to Wu Min, because it would take two hours to get here, so he had to call Ang Memino.

After all, she is her own woman, and she can do whatever she wants.

On the phone, Ang Memino said directly: "I'll have the gendarmerie come to find you right away."

"Okay, I'll wait for them."

Jiang Hao answered and hung up the phone.

Then, he didn't leave here, but dragged Han Tong, who was panic-stricken, to watch it here, and explained to her some little knowledge on how to identify jade.

In fact, Jiang Hao is also a layman in identifying jadeite.

But he still knows more than Han Tong.

It was also vivid, and Han Tong listened with a serious face.

Ten minutes later, two old Burmese police officers in their thirties walked in, holding rubber sticks in their hands, and asked arrogantly, "Who is fighting here?"

The old Burmese man who shouted and called the police before stepped forward and put some money into the hands of an old Burmese police officer, then pointed at Jiang Hao and said, "It's that Chinese man, he interrupted my companion's hand, The woman next to us also cracked our exhibit stone."

Taking bribes is also the gray income of some old Myanmar police officers, otherwise their wages would not even be enough to eat.

The two old Burmese police officers received the benefits, so naturally they had to stand up for the old Burmese man, and walked towards Jiang Hao with their batons.

As soon as I arrived near Jiang Hao, I heard an old Burmese police officer shout: "Huaxia people, put your head in your hands and squat down!"

Jiang Hao looked at the two of them, rolled his eyelids, and said coldly, "If you want to catch me, just wait for a while."

After listening to the other old Burmese police officer, regardless of the three-seven-two-one, he smashed the rubber stick at Jiang Hao, and said cursingly, "Damn, you squat down, didn't you hear it? "

"Shh-"

Jiang Hao's hands were quick and his eyes were fast, and he shook the rubber stick that fell down, and said with a stern face: "I warn you, if you dare to insult me ​​again, if you do anything to me, I will let you both go away!"

"court death!"

The authority of this old Burmese police officer was challenged, and he was immediately furious, and smashed it down with a rubber stick again.

"Nima's!"

Jiang Hao raised his foot and kicked the ignorant police officer out, and then said coldly, "Shame on you!"

"Wow—"

Soon, the first old Burmese police officer pulled out his gun and aimed it at Jiang Hao, shouting loudly: "Huaxia people, lay down with your hands on your head, or I will shoot."

Jiang Hao frowned again, and said solemnly: "Can't you understand what I said? If you dare to shoot me today, I'll make you run away!"

At this time, Han Tong persuaded with a worried look: "Husband, let's listen to them, don't really shoot at you!"

Jiang Hao said comfortably with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, have you forgotten that I am a god? A mere gun can't help me."

"Also, I've already called someone, and someone will come to help me clean them up soon!"

Soon, the old Burmese police officer who was kicked away by Jiang Hao got up from the ground and rushed up again waving a rubber stick.

Grandma's, since wearing this dress, no one has dared to hit him.

But I didn't expect to be kicked by a Chinese person today.

This revenge must be avenged.

To beat him with a stick.

As everyone knows, Jiang Hao has shown mercy to him just now.

Otherwise, with Jiang Hao's strength, the kick just now would definitely make him spit blood, and he would fall to the ground and be unable to get up.

Seeing this old Burmese police officer coming towards him with a rubber stick again, Jiang Hao was really helpless.

"Boom!"

Immediately after, he kicked out again, kicking the old Burmese police officer out for the second time.

This time, he exerted a little more force, so that the old Burmese police officer could not get up again.

"boom!"

The next moment, the old Burmese police officer nearby shot Jiang Hao directly.

This shot directly scared the people here, screaming constantly, and ran out one after another, not daring to stay here any longer.

However, after the gunshots passed, Jiang Hao was unhurt, and Han Tong and Han Tong were still standing in place.

"Wow—"

In the next second, Jiang Hao moved directly, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the hand of the old Burmese police officer holding the gun fell directly to the ground.

"what--"

After a while, the heart-piercing pain sounded again here, and blood spurted directly from his broken wrist, which was horrifying.

I have to say that Jiang Hao was so cruel that he cut off one of his hands.

At this time, some Chinese people were also worried about Jiang Hao.

It's okay to hurt the old Burmese civilians, but the big deal will be settled with a little money.

But if you hurt the old Burmese police officer, it will be troublesome, you must vomit blood!

At this moment, a group of soldiers with guns and live ammunition also walked in under the leadership of a middle-aged officer. Looking at their armbands, they should be from the gendarmerie.

Seeing so many people with guns walking in, Han Tong thought he was here to catch Jiang Hao, and his whole body trembled with fright, shivering in Jiang Hao's arms.

"Don't be afraid, they are mine."

Jiang Hao felt Han Tong's worry and comforted him aloud.

After hearing this, Han Tong was completely relieved.