The "gentle" white-cut black wildcat attacks a stray dog who thought he was being cruel
On the first day that the new prosecutor took office, he was provoked by the Evil Ghost Gang under surveillance.
About ten people from the other side detained the two soldiers he sent over and made a humiliating gesture towards him with a playful smile.
While the supervisors remained silent, the prosecutor smiled and tore up the release consent form in his hand.
Two days later, the prosecutor personally went to the concentration camp to interrogate Xiao Xuan, the leader of the Evil Ghost Gang. Hundreds of people maliciously threw stones, spit on him, and provoked and teased him along the way.
Just when he was about to pull the trigger, Xiao Xuan grabbed his wrist from behind and hugged him half behind him.
The criminal narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled half-seriously at the prisoners: "Shh... Keep your voice down, don't scare us prosecutors."
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It is said that Xiao Xuan is a murderer who is responsible for tens of thousands of lives and is more dangerous than any prisoner involved in God's plan.
This man was a mad dog that everyone feared. He had no conscience and no sense of pain. He bit anyone he saw and was not afraid of dying together. He quickly became the leader in the concentration camp.
Everyone was worried about the prosecutor who regularly tried him.
The new prosecutor Chu Heng has a beautiful face that everyone admires, and is a cat-like gentle beauty that makes people tickle. His physique is incomparable to that of many burly criminals. During routine inspections, he is always looked down upon by criminals, and he feels like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth every time.
Later, when Xiao Xuan was interrogated alone, the live surveillance in the whole district was cut off.
Facing the dark screen, the criminals were all booing and laughing, and the guards rushed to the interrogation room non-stop in a cold sweat, fearing that the beautiful prosecutor would die inside if it was delayed a second.
However, in the interrogation room ten miles away, the prosecutor's lips were slightly curved, one hand was holding the mad dog's throat, the other hand was stroking the end of his sweaty hair, and he whispered: "Shh... Keep it down."
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