Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 431 Chen Changmin

Chen Changmin retorted, "Isn't he dead? Ah, what would happen if someone found out you hit and killed a wanted criminal and hid a body?"

Chen Changmin turned around and wiped the water droplets on his hands with Gao Jianxiang's coat: "Just hand Zhang Chen over to me, and I guarantee you'll be fine."

Gao Jianxiang looked up and stared into Chen Changmin's eyes: "I really don't know what you're talking about. I'm also looking for Zhang Chen. Can you help me?"

Chen Changmin's expression instantly cooled down considerably. He slowly brought his mouth close to Gao Jianxiang's ear and pinched the other man's buttocks.

Chen Changmin whispered, "Believe it or not, I can squeeze your shit out of your ass!"

Gao Jianxiang whispered in my ear, "I hate it when people pinch my butt, especially for so long!"

As he spoke, Gao Jianxiang's body shot towards Chen Changmin like a cannonball.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gao Jianxiang delivered a fierce straight punch straight to Chen Changmin's chest.

Regardless of the other party's purpose or identity, Gao Jianxiang only wanted to give them a good beating.

Faced with Gao Jianxiang's fierce straight punch, the older Chen Changmin actually showed a smile of ease on his lips.

Using his left foot as a pivot, Chen Changmin glided backward half a meter with his right foot, the sole of his shoe rubbing against the floor with a soft "hissing" sound.

At the same time, his slightly overweight waist and abdomen suddenly contracted like a spring, and the hem of his suit jacket billowed in an arc as he retreated, just in time for Gao Jianxiang's fist to whistle past the buttons.

The force of the punch lifted a few strands of gray hair from Chen Changmin's forehead.

Gao Jianxiang's powerful punch, which he had poured all his strength into, suddenly missed, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably due to inertia.

Gao Jianxiang staggered two steps forward, his leather shoes scraping the floor with a screeching sound, and his trousers slapping against the ground at the knees.

By the time he managed to regain his balance and turn around, Chen Changmin had already calmly straightened his cuffs, his breathing rhythm perfectly steady, as if the dangerous dodge he had just made was nothing more than a leisurely stroll.

“Young people just can’t keep their tempers up.” Chen Changmin slowly dusted off the front of his suit jacket. The fist that had been dodged now made a “whoosh” sound as it cut through the air, further highlighting the absolute difference in age and experience in this exchange.

Chen Changmin's face was icy, and his expression was exaggerated: "Wow!"

Taking advantage of his height and long legs, Chen Changmin threw a punch.

Bah!

Gao Jianxiang took a punch squarely to the face, and immediately saw stars.

Chen Changmin clearly held back with his punch, not striking with full force, but Gao Jianxiang felt deeply humiliated.

Gao Jianxiang's head snapped back from the punch, his forehead throbbing with pain.

Feeling satisfied, Chen Changmin raised his hands and said, "I give up, you really hit me too hard, it really hurts. But being hit by a car and dying, that's what really hurts, hahaha."

Gao Jianxiang suddenly sprang up, his entire body shooting out like an enraged beast.

He gripped Chen Changmin's neck with his five fingers like iron clamps, his knuckles turning white, and the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

Chen Changmin's suit collar crumpled into a ball in his hands, making a ripping sound as it struggled to hold on.

"boom!"

Chen Changmin's lower back slammed heavily against the edge of the sink, causing the ceramic countertop to vibrate and hum.

Gao Jianxiang's muscles were tense, and his temples throbbed.

He forcefully shoved Chen Changmin's head into the sink, the sharp edges of the marble countertop digging painfully into Chen Changmin's ribs.

"You fucking..."

Gao Jianxiang forced out a roar through his teeth, spittle flying onto Chen Changmin's twitching cheek.

Chen Changmin reached out and grabbed the faucet, his expression contorted with rage.

Bang!

Chen Changmin broke off the faucet and started poking Gao Jianxiang behind him.

"Fuck fuck fuck!"

Gao Jianxiang was hit in the lower abdomen several times and stepped back in pain.

Chen Changmin grabbed Gao Jianxiang's arm with one hand and supported his thigh with the other, then thrust his hips forward with force.

He threw Gao Jianxiang over his shoulder.

Poor Gao Jianxiang was slammed hard onto the sink and then rolled to the ground.

Gao Jianxiang felt as if all the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Chen Changmin, with one hand on the back of his neck, walked up to Gao Jianxiang and said, "I told you I have a prostate problem, and you still hit me so hard!"

He grabbed Gao Jianxiang and lifted him up.

Left hook, right swing, and straight punch—the fists rained down on Gao Jianxiang.

Gao Jianxiang was like a small boat in a storm, being beaten so badly he was tumbling and crawling, completely powerless to fight back.

Bah!

Chen Changmin delivered a right front kick, striking Gao Jianxiang in the abdomen. Gao Jianxiang was kicked directly into the toilet stall and sat on the toilet.

Chen Changmin approached slowly with leisurely steps.

Gao Jianxiang hurriedly closed the cubicle door and locked it.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Changmin was kicking the door frantically from the outside.

Only now did Gao Jianxiang realize how terrifying Chen Changmin was; he was simply not human.

He hurriedly stepped onto the toilet, preparing to climb into the next stall.

With a loud bang, the cubicle door was violently kicked open by Chen Changmin.

Poor Gao Jianxiang had only climbed halfway up, with half of his buttocks still hanging on the wooden board of the cubicle.

Chen Changmin slapped Gao Jianxiang's butt hard and teased, "Your big butt is so cute. Come on, let Uncle help you, help you!"

Chen Changmin grabbed Gao Jianxiang by the buttocks and flipped him over.

Gao Jianxiang felt a sudden dizziness as the back of his head slammed hard against the edge of the ceramic toilet, making a dull thud that made his teeth ache.

His cervical spine made a cracking sound as it could no longer bear the strain, and for a moment, a burst of stars exploded before his eyes, his entire skull vibrating and buzzing.

Gao Jianxiang's body slid to the ground like a tattered sack, his back slowly collapsing against the cold tiled wall.

A dull pain shot through the back of my head, and warm blood dripped down my hair onto my collar, spreading out in a few striking red blushes.

His neck felt like it was filled with lead, and even the simplest movement of raising his head made his temples throb.

"Hmm..."

Gao Jianxiang gasped for breath, his right hand unconsciously reaching for the back of his neck, which was throbbing with pain.

When his fingertips touched the sticky blood, his pupils dilated slightly, and an ominous black mist began to rise at the edge of his vision.

The sound of the toilet tank dripping was amplified infinitely in his ears, each "drip" sound like a hammer hitting his skull.

His expensive trousers had a hole worn through at the knee, revealing abrasions on his skin.

The tie hung loosely around his neck, like a noose loosened after a gallows execution.

In his unfocused gaze, he could only see his trembling hands and the pool of blood that was gradually spreading on the floor tiles.

A soft knock sounded at the door: "Is anyone home?"

Chen Changmin poked his head through the crack in the toilet stall door, his expression amiable: "Meow—hahaha—"