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The city of furniture was so intimidated by Wendell's power that none of the people in the city dared to stop him, and all of them watched as Liam dragged Pomol outside.

Although Liam did not know fighting, he usually paid much attention to exercise, and with his youth, his strength far exceeded that of Pomol, who had reached middle age.

What's more, Pomol was already so scared and weak that he couldn't even use his strength.

Dragged by Liam, Pomol stumbled towards the stairs, his lips shivering, his face pale and without a trace of blood.

He could even imagine what Wendell would do to himself when he returned later. Just thinking about the kind of ruthless tactics he had just used, his terrifying body, he couldn't help but tremble and his heart kept twitching.

However, Pomol did not dare to resist anymore, not to mention that he no longer had the guts to do so, just seeing that even Bremiel had been smashed to fainting death by Wendell, how could he dare to be any tougher?

"Old boy, you didn't think you would end up like this, did you?" Feeling Pomol's body shaking like chaff, Liam grinned grimly, "When you instigated the others to beat me just now, you were so proud of yourself!"

If I had known that you were so powerful, I would have helped Bremiel to set you up, that would have been a death wish!

However, there was no medicine for regret in the world, Pomol also knew that since he had already done it, there was definitely no turning back, so he could only keep begging, "I say, old brother, I am not human, I am the one who wronged you guys, please forgive me for not remembering the small man!"

Liam hemmed and hawed and did not say anything.

Pomol's heart was even more apprehensive and bitter, as he suddenly remembered that these two young men lived in the Pemoonlight District! What kind of place is that? How many of the people who lived there were good people?

How could he have been so blind as to go against them when others were still avoiding them?

I don't know what these two young men will do to me, but I hope they will not be too ruthless for the sake of the female traffic policeman.

The more he didn't know, the more fearful he became. By the time he walked downstairs, Pomol was already shaking so badly that he could barely walk.

"Playing dead?" Liam frowned, his hands fiercely exerted strength, dragging Pomol to death, as if pulling a dead dog, and pulled him hard to the main door.

"Open the door!" Liam shouted.

"Ah!" Pomol shivered violently before he reacted and panicked, tapping a few times on the electronic lock next to the gate.

Dang!

The lock was opened and the gate slowly parted, Wendell was standing outside the gate, his face calm as he looked at the two men.

"Crazy man!" When Liam saw Wendell, he immediately went forward with excitement, "You're not hurt, are you?"

Wendell shook his head and laughed, "This little scene, it's not enough to get hurt!"

"Awesome!" Liam exclaimed with heartfelt praise, "I saw all of it just now, your body is absolutely strong!"

Wendell smiled faintly and didn't say anything. Just now, when he struck, he didn't use bio-currents at all, otherwise, how much more powerful would it have been than what it is now? Those who were hit by him, I'm afraid they would have already met the King of Hell.

In this broad daylight, Wendell would not kill someone and leave a mouthful for others for no reason.

"Crazy, what should we do with this B_____d?" Liam pointed at the pale Pomol next to him and gritted his teeth, "This B_____d is obviously in cahoots with Bremiel, if it wasn't for your strong hands, I'm afraid the two of us would have been accounted for here today."

Wendell looked at Pomol, who immediately trembled in fear and wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't say half a word.

"Forget it, leave it to the police!" Wendell waved his hand and said, "Let's go back, everything that needs to be done has already been done."

"You guys can't go back yet!"

A pleasant female voice suddenly came over as Raila led those customers and the staff of the furniture city and came down from the upper floor.

"Wendell, although you are a victim, you are also a party to the incident after all, so you must come with me to the police station to take a statement while being investigated." Raila said: I say, comrade traffic police, these jobs seem to be the responsibility of the police officer in charge of criminal matters, right?" Liam couldn't help but say.

"The police station is too busy today, and when they received the call, they couldn't go out because of the lack of manpower, so I temporarily took on the role of a police officer." Raila said, "I saw the whole thing today, Wendell, you have to come back with me."

Wendell deliberated slightly for a moment, nodded and said, "Good!"

Only then did Raila let out a sigh of relief, if Wendell resisted hard, she was no match.

Taking out the phone, Raila immediately began to contact her former people in the Interpol team, the nature of today's matter was very bad, it was no longer something that the ordinary civilian police could handle, it was necessary for the Interpol to take action.

"Captain, this is Raila, yes, I've come across a serious vicious brawl, the victim is right next to me, and all the other parties involved are present, you should send someone over quickly…… Okay, I got it!"

Bimoging up the phone, Raila said, "The Interpol team will be here in fifteen minutes at the most, in the meantime, everyone has to stay inside the furniture city as you are all witnesses."

She looked towards Pomol who was limp on the ground, "And you, until the matter is qualified, you will be a suspect and must a_sist the police in their work!"

Wendell couldn't help but smile faintly, "Great traffic police officer Lance is indeed fiery-eyed."

Wendell's impression of Raila couldn't help but change somewhat, this female traffic police officer was only a bit hot-tempered, but in reality, she wasn't a bad person, at least, she was still considered to be impartial.

Raila naturally heard Wendell's flirtation with her, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at him, humming: "Don't be slick in front of me, I'm warning you, you're still one of the parties involved. I'm warning you, you're still one of the parties involved. Although you may have acted in self-defence just now, it's not clear whether you would have overreached. If you are found guilty of over-defence, you may end up in my hands if you go to the police station!"

In reality, it's really not that easy to determine over-defence. The laws on this issue were all full of loopholes, and it basically came down to whoever had the hardest fist, or whoever had the loudest voice, was justified.

Naturally, Wendell knew that this was Raila reminding him that at least self-defence was a certainty, otherwise, could it be that Wendell didn't know whether to live or die and went to fight with 20 or so wolf-like fighters? Obviously it was self-defence!

However, whether it would be self-defense, this is not easy to say, and even when it comes to the police station and within the court, most of the time there is not a unified opinion, she is letting Wendell understand this point.

"Lance Da traffic police really took the trouble, many thanks, many thanks!" Wendell grinned and nodded kindly at Raila, but his face could not stop smiling.

I don't know what was going on, but once he saw Raila, Wendell couldn't help but want to tease her a little bit, seemingly because this female traffic police officer's temper was too hot, and a little bit was all it took.

Did he just want to see her stormy appearance? Wendell was dumbfounded and laughed in his heart.

As for whether it was an over-defense, Wendell didn't have the slightest worry at all, he just took out the phone and told Second Uncle roughly what had happened.

"Nonsense! Since there were so many people on the other side, why didn't you leave earlier? You had to be a hero!…… I get it, you take care of your safety!" Carl's calm voice came over the phone, and then he hung up the phone.

Wendell was then relieved that this ‘got it' from second uncle could be more than just knowing that he would definitely not let himself suffer. However, Second Uncle was obviously very unhappy with himself for staying behind and waiting for Bremiel.

After being scolded, Wendell only smiled slightly, he had his own way of doing things, and Second Uncle also had Second Uncle's way of doing things, both of them had different ways, but the purpose was the same.

Wendell also gave Ta ta and Helen a safe report, the two women can not help but a long sigh of relief.

After doing this, the sirens could already be heard outside. Soon, seven or eight police cars stopped at the entrance of the furniture city, the doors opened and a large number of criminal police jumped down from the cars, handcuffing all those beaters who had already been beaten to death by Wendell and brought them to the cars.

Several policemen ran quickly towards the furniture city, and when they saw that the place was safe and sound, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Raila, are you all right?" A young policeman in his early twenties came running over, "Sister Raila, those guys outside were all put down by you, right? Oh! Sister Raila is still so good at it!"

"Handra Willan, are you complimenting me, or are you undermining me?" Raila said in a bad mood, "If I had that kind of skill, I would have knocked all these B_____ds out and thrown them into the street."

"You didn't do it?" The policeman named Handra Willan was stunned, "Sister Raila, what's going on here?"

Raila said, "It's not clear for a while, but everyone in this shop is a witness, take them all back first, right, where is the captain?"

"The captain is outside in command." Handra Willan said: Good then, let's go and rejoin the captain!" Raila waved her hand, "All of you go out with this police comrade, whoever dares to run away, don't blame me for being ungracious!"

Handra Willan's forehead instantly broke into black lines, "Sister Raila, don't be angry, don't be angry! You have now been relegated from a criminal police officer to a traffic police officer, do you still want to continue to be relegated?"

At the mention of this, Raila couldn't help but snort coldly, "That's because I don't see eye to eye with them, didn't I just beat up a second-rate guy? If I get angry, I'll even beat up that second generation's old man! When a little deputy secretary of the district committee, he doesn't even know what his surname is!"

Handra Willan immediately laughed bitterly, not daring to continue, for fear of arousing Raila's anger again.

Wendell's heart was stirred as he listened next to him, this Raila's mouth is very big, the deputy secretary of a district committee in Granola, that's not simple.

The first time I saw Raila, I thought she looked familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere……

To be continued....