Retarded Policeman Gif Novels & Stories

Without further ado, Gerald lowered the windshield and looked directly at the policeman in front of him. "Hello sir. We are from the traffic police to check your identity." A traffic police officer said by showing a fierce face. Unfortunately, it didn't work for Gerald. "What's the point, Mr. Police asking for my identity card?" replied Gerald pleasantly while reaching for the wallet in his pants pocket and taking out his identity card, "Please check my identity, sir!" Gerald gave his ID card to the police officer. "Sir. Do you know what you did wrong for me to stop you like this?" asked the police officer as he accepted the ID card from Gerald.

Those words made me freeze as I turned to see Max smiling at me, I quickly hid behind the officer who looked at Max. "Don't take another step, sir." The officer warned holding a taser in hand ready to attack him if he wasn't going to comply. "She's my wife who is mentally retarded, I took her to have dinner and she ran out because I told her we should go home to our kids," Max explained to the officer who turned to look at me as I stared back at him in horror, praying he wouldn't believe a word Max said. "Fucking liar," I yelled at him. "Please don't believe a word he is saying, I beg you." I pleaded with the officer who was more convinced by Max's words.

The police officers seemed to have drawn inspiration from Shane Li, and they straightened their backs, they looked at the man standing before them like a clown. One of the police officers ridiculed, “if you can call the police commissioner, I will call the president to delist your name from the citizen's database” Shane Li laughed hard at the joke, Boss Emma's face fell, “since you don't know what is good for you two, I will teach you a lesson” One of the officers laughed, “bla… teach me a lesson? If you can teach me a lesson, I will flog your fat ass, and make sure you call me your daddy” he said tauntingly, raising his nose high arrogantly.

He then paced the way towards the main door while Leaflet was carrying my baggage. It took a few seconds before the door was opened and that's when a sophisticated guy bowed and greeted us. Probably the butler. But to hell be with that, I was too worn out to even comprehend shits and just ended up passing out again. "Welcome, Haranias." Third Person's POV "Son of a bitch! Why do you keep hitting me!" the policeman who was about to sip his coffee hissed. His coworker held both of his arms and widened his eyes at him. "They said one of the patients in the mental ward is acting up again."

Nonso said “I see... can you fight?” she asked “Why not” he said confidently “Hmmm, I only know you to be a fighter in bed” she said “So now you are admitting... wait till we get home” he said “Don’t corrupt my boy please” she said. They saw flashes of light ahead “So this police men are still here” he said as he slowed down at the signal of the police officer on the road “They are only doing their jobs” she said “Job my foot” he said as he approached and stopped at the check point

Yet, nothing changed. ‘This son of a b*tch,’ Adler curised inwardly before he knocked on the window again. “Hey! Get out this instant!” A traffic enforcer approached them and asked, “Hello, Sir. Are y…” Adler showed his police ID which made the traffic enforcer gasp. “I will handle this,” Adler said, putting his ID back in his pocket. “Y-Yes, Sir,” the traffic enforcer replied with a polite salute. Adler pressed his temples and felt the pulse on his veins. He squeezed the last inch of his patience and then knocked on the window again.

A few policemen wearing police uniforms and big hats walked in with serious faces. The hall instantly quieted down. "Who is Alfred?" The leading policeman asked in a clear voice. Everyone looked at Alfred, who was shouting in the main seat with his face flushed red. Alfred looked at the policemen and walked out with a smile. "Hello, Uncle Policeman. I am Alfred. You also know that our Mumen Group is snatching the mark, so you came to congratulate us?" A piece of paper was unfolded in front of him. The policeman said seriously, "Alfred, you were arrested for bribing the staff of Political World!"

Raw hot tarred road damages my joints and tendons. But I immediately get up. Walking like a zombie, I advance towards the crashed vehicle. The police watch in awe. The driver is already unconscious, so my work is made easy. Retrieve the bag and head to the meeting point. I pick the bag up and step forward as the policeman points his gun at me. “Put your hands behind your back!” he shouts. And in seconds I get arrested. “Please sir, can I make a phone call?” I plead with the policeman. Shock overwhelms him when he sees the desperation I use in pleading, so he uncuffs me and gives me ten minutes.

A guy in his mid-thirties told the police officer who was busy taking pictures of the crime scene. "Dawg, stop with your delusions and work for real." the guy retorted. I wasn't interested in the police officer but rather in the guy who said too much. I gently passed by so I can spy on more of their whispered discussions. 'He's saying too much I need to tell mom and dad later.'

"Humph! Let's wait and see!" After running to the police station, Sean lay on the door and beat it with his little hand. "Officer, officer... Open the door and help me. A bad person is chasing me!" As soon as a policeman opened the door, Sean slipped into it, and the waitress arrived. She panted and lay on the door. "Hey, you are just a little kid, but you run so fast! What are you running for? Do I look like a bad person?" The policeman saw this and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you chasing a child on the street?"