Chapter 1295 As Long as I Run Fast Enough, the Smell Won't Reach My Nose

"Old man, my suggestion is so good, why do you object to it?"

If Wu Gui wasn't worried that hitting someone to death would cause huge trouble, Wu Gui would have wanted to punch him and let the old man know why the flowers were so red.

Are you okay with fooling a South Vietnamese special police officer like this?

Do you think it’s easy to talk to the special police from other countries and the Hong Kong special police?

Be careful, I will kill you for a thousand years and let you travel directly with a rocket!

But the old man raised his head and looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Young man, have you never taken care of others?"

"Well, I, I really haven't taken care of anyone, what's wrong?"

Wu Gui asked unconvincedly.

The old man raised his left hand, pointed to his right arm, then his butt, and his right leg, and said angrily: "After you hit me just now, not only was your right arm broken, but also your right leg and butt. I’m injured, but you still have two people carrying me over. Do you think I’m not in enough pain?”

"Yes, the old man was seriously injured, and he had to be helped to walk. Isn't this a form of punishment? Not to mention the old man, other people wouldn't be able to bear it. Did these two people do it on purpose?"

"Did these two people do this on purpose because they didn't want to save people?"

"I think they clearly don't look like good people with their sharp mouths and monkey cheeks!"

"Return to the South Vietnam National Special Police. I heard that they are very chaotic there. If you want to join the special police, you have to provide a backdoor!"

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The people watching nearby also nodded in agreement, and even the look in their eyes changed.

Don’t think that journalists and media from just those countries in Southeast Asia will talk nonsense. Many tabloid reporters in Hong Kong are also talking nonsense. It’s like raining on the wind. It was obviously the police who caught three thieves, but when the news spread, it turned out that the police were caught by three thieves. A thief beat up a thief, and it was obviously the police who caught a rapist, but as the story spread, it turned out that the police were a rapist and committed atrocities against a man!

When Wu Gui and the other five heard these discussions, they were as black as the bottom of a pot, and the muscles on their faces were trembling desperately.

Who made these rumors?

Isn’t that too outrageous?

Are they that shameless?

Who likes backdoors?

If it's true as they said, wouldn't the SWAT team become a gay team?

Wu Gui's face turned red, as if he was drunk, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You, don't talk nonsense, we want to help you, but we just didn't think of a better way, you, how can you slander our South Vietnamese special police? Be careful, be careful, I will sue you and make you pay for your words and deeds!”

"Tch, you can't even save people. Are you sure you are a special police officer?"

Someone in the crowd immediately asked unconvinced.

"I, I, I..."

Wu Gui wanted to say that his daily mission was to fight crime and bully the people. Where had he ever helped such a bad old man? But how can you say this?

Wu Meng was afraid that Wu Gui would be angered to death, so he could only stand up and ask the old man: "Old man, you were right just now. They didn't think carefully and even thought of two people carrying you while walking. Isn't this a joke? So tell me, how can they help you? As long as your request is not excessive, we will definitely meet your request!"

"I, I want him to carry me there!"

The old man pointed at Wu Gui with his left hand and shouted tremblingly.

"Carry, carry you?"

Wu Gui's eyes widened and he almost fell out.

You are such a bad old man that you let Wu Gui, the wise, great, invincible, handsome and the number one special police officer in South Vietnam, carry you?

Are you dreaming?

Are my noble shoulders and back accessible to you?

I haven’t even carried my parents or my wife on my back!

Why should I carry you?

Just because you are so old, are you shameless?

But Wu Meng nodded: "Old man, you are right. It is indeed more convenient to carry you on my back. I agree!"

"Captain, you, you..."

Wu Gui suddenly became anxious.

"Wugui, put the overall situation first!"

Wu Meng lowered his voice and spoke word by word.

When Wu Gui heard this, he slowly closed his eyes, and a few tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of his eyes.

If it weren't for this game, would I have met this old man? Will you encounter such trouble?

It's all Zhong Mo's fault!

But the captain is right, everything should focus on the overall situation!

I must not mess up the entire plan!

He opened his eyes again, a bright light burst out from his eyes, nodded vigorously and said: "Captain, you are right, I injured this old man, I should carry him to the car and send him to the hospital! "

"Wu Gui, well done!"

Wu Meng stretched out his thumb towards him and praised him repeatedly.

Wu Gui walked up to the old man, squatted down with his back to him, suppressed his inner discomfort, took a deep breath, and showed an amiable smile: "Old man, come on my back and I will take you to the hospital!"

"Young man, you are so good. Are all your South Vietnamese special police officers so good?"

The old man couldn't help but show his approval and nodded.

"Old man, you are right, our South Vietnamese special police are the best!"

Wu Gui couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

This old guy finally said something nice.

With the help of Chen Liang, the old man finally lay on Wu Gui's shoulders, and his left hand hooked around his neck, his right hand on his shoulder, and Wu Gui's two hands grabbed the old man's two calves.

But Wu Gui immediately smelled a foul odor coming from the old man. He didn't know how many days he hadn't washed his clothes or taken a bath. He almost sat on the ground with a faint blackness in front of his eyes.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, and finally stood up, then ran towards the SUV not far away. It was like a 100-meter sprint. Before others could react, he had already run more than ten meters away.

As long as I run fast enough, the smell won't get into my nose.

"Oh, young man, run slower, I just had a meal, I can't stand it, run slower..."

The old man's face changed drastically, and he shouted desperately.

But Wu Gui just wanted to run to the car quickly, so how could he listen to him?

Let me run slower?

Wouldn't I have to suffer a few more seconds?

I won't!

Are you biting me?

"Don't run so fast, slow down!"

"Ugh!"

But he just ran more than 20 meters away, and the old man vomited all the food he had just eaten, and most of it fell on Wu Gui's head and neck, including noodles, shredded meat, tomatoes, etc., and a foul smell quickly spread.

When the people around saw this scene, they all widened their eyes, felt their stomachs rolling, and almost vomited.

Isn't this too disgusting?