After hearing these amazing words, a circle of sober people looked at Team Huang in a daze.

Team Huang ignored him and anxiously lowered his head and walked around the house for a few rounds.

At this time, someone whispered: "That's from the Municipal Bureau..."

These people neglect their duties, betray their power, cover up crimes, and withdraw stolen money from them. Of course, they are not clean, but it is one thing to keep silent with money, and killing people by themselves is another thing. Most people in this room have not even been involved in any specific matters. They just turn a blind eye and wait for the silence fee. They should go to work and get their wages. At best, they have a little gray income. They occasionally go to some "entertainment places" to socialize. No one thinks they are extremely vicious. Moreover, they are deeply influenced by Wang Hongliang's three views. They also agree that it would be fine if they die a few pheasants and little hooligans, and they should take action against their peers? That's too much.

A pair of naked eyes grows under the forehead. When looking straight or looking up, you often feel that you see someone.

When looking down, I often feel that what I see is animals and animals - those who have no power, go with the flow, struggle to survive, the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, mostly belong to this category.

When people look at animals, they think they know how to eat, live in, and warm, but that's all, so they die. After all, the idiom only says "human life is at stake". Other life cannot hinder God's affairs.

It was an accidental mistake to die one Chen Zhen, and it was a big deal to die one Luo Wenzhou. Everyone had this mentality to more or less, but Captain Huang was a person who looked so brave and brave.

"Team Huang, this is not possible, this is not possible." Another person spoke, "I want me to tell you, whoever dies will die. Let's deal with the body. Then Luo Wenzhou will not be able to see anyone alive or dies. What else can he do?"

"How is it? He knows that boy is missing here," Huang's teeth tightly, and the words he said seemed to have collapsed from his teeth. "He returned today without success, tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? You don't do anything else every day, and wait for him 24 hours a day? Can you ensure that the people in this place are strict? Trading is a business, and now it's a life, let alone him, today, even if you tell Director Wang, Director Wang may not be willing to protect you!"

The man opened his mouth dumbly: "This... is all his own people..."

"What I'm afraid of is your own people! On the night of the 20th, why did a dead man appear in the 'that place' inexplicably? You were all there at that time, who saw it? Even if a bastard killed someone and threw the body, how could he throw the body there so coincidentally? It's like... it's like specially 'marking' us!" Team Huang shivered himself, and he swallowed hard, "And the boy just now came out to inquire about 'that place', who would tell me, how did he know? If the surveillance monitor happened to hear it, if I weren't there, the handcuffs in your pocket tomorrow might be handcuffed to whom! A little boy who was on a black rental, when and how did he get on the Criminal Investigation Team of the Municipal Bureau? Do you know? Don't you know, you know that fucking knows it!"

I don’t know who stopped the music in the room. Those who took drugs were still confused, while those who were sober were silent.

"There must be a connection between '520' and today's matter, and there must be an insider among us." Team Huang stared at the surveillance screen, took a deep breath, and said word by word, "I originally wanted to hold the boy named Chen and give him some 'sweetness', and what can I get out of him... Forget it, I have to be simple and rough when I reach this point. Just say, do you dare?"

No one answered at the beginning.

Team Huang sighed heavily: "Okay, you trash, do whatever you love? Go out and surrender now. Maybe you can be a gentler person."

At this time, the one who was just thrown by him with a drunk face spoke up: "I've got the needle on that kid."

Team Huang turned around and glanced at him sideways.

"I, I...I do it!"

"You used the needle. Who did the kid fight at that time? When he ran out in a panic, he hid next to him and fucked him with a stick?" Team Huang pulled the corner of his mouth without much notice and glanced at the group of people, "Who is the one who tied up? Who is the one who guards the door... Oh, when it comes to the doorkeeper, I want to ask, Xiao Song said that he only hit a little, why did the person die, huh?"

Several people lowered their heads one by one and said nothing.

"Those who think they have nothing to do can leave," Team Huang smiled slightly, "but they have to control their own mouth after going out."

Everyone has a mouth, and as long as someone with a mouth comes out of this door, he will be a potential insider.

No one wants to admit that he is a "insider" in front of such a cruel and ruthless person.

Finally, no one said anything.

"Be careful when you do it." Team Huang said expressionlessly, "Couple Luo unfortunately ran into a crazy addict while investigating the '520' murder case in the West District."

Luo Wenzhou glanced at his watch. It had been more than twenty minutes since he called for foreign aid. The heavy sound insulation materials could not stop the music like the demolition of the house next door. He sat opposite a girl who was not very decent in his job, next to him was a table of drinks that cost him half a month's salary.

I don’t know if the air conditioner in the house was too cold, and somewhere the small cold wind blew across his neck. Luo Wenzhou suddenly had a bad premonition. So he picked up the thick ashtray on the table and looked at it in his hand, saying to Wu Xuechun: "I think you are not old, so you can’t do something, do you want to change your ability?"

Wu Xuechun shook her head without saying a word, but just lifted up the long sleeves of her dress to show him. There were several needle holes on her thin arms, and bruises caused by improper injection techniques. She was very white, and the bruises became more and more shocking and difficult to return.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

In such occasions, he seemed to say a few words of comfort and encouragement like a big brother, which was more in line with social etiquette. However, some situations were cruel and abnormal. If he was in a place, Luo Wenzhou could not make a smart choice than others. Saying those words was like saying "drink more water" to a terminally ill patient, which would be too far from standing and talking without a back pain.

He was speechless, so he had to shut up.

At this moment, the "Demolition of the Wall Heavy Metal" next door was playing just between the two songs. After a brief pause, Luo Wenzhou's ears suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from outside.

Before he could think, he had already reacted subconsciously and blurted out that he asked Wu Xuechun: "Where is Chen Zhen?"

Wu Xuechun was stunned by his sudden questioning, and blurted out: "In the storage room on the west side of the second floor."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou was dragged and picked up by one hand. Luo Wenzhou pushed her towards the window: "Run."

Wu Xuechun took a few steps back and sprained her ankle by her high heels. Until this time, she was still a little confused and hesitantly stood firm against the wall. She said, "I..."

She originally planned to say, "I'm fine, I'm theirs, and they won't do anything to me," but the long sentence had not yet set off and was interrupted by Luo Wenzhou without saying anything: "If you want to run away, just run away, take off your shoes, don't talk nonsense."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the private room was kicked open. Several young men with green flowers and willows broke in without saying a word, bringing a strong smell of alcohol and a special odor. After coming in, they took action without saying a word.

Luo Wenzhou picked up the luxurious ashtray from the table, and at the same time, a flash of light flashed across the corner of his eyes. He reached out to block the ashtray. With a metal slashing through the glass, a watermelon knife stabbed the bottom of the ashtray and then slid out.

Luo Wenzhou tucked the ashtray downward, slammed it hard on the man's wrist, pressed his arm behind, and raised his knees to the knife-holder's lower abdomen.

He almost beaten out the bile of the knife, and the watermelon knife suddenly took off. Luo Wenzhou took away the knife, grabbed his yellow hair and hit the wall next to him hard. He lowered his body and avoided another thug who was rushing over, and took a bottle of human heads from the table, but he didn't know whether it was true or not. The round bottle like a big cake pan and slapped the other person's forehead.

These thugs were all hooligans who were found from nowhere. They all looked like living ghosts and had poisoned them when they looked like appearances. Luo Wenzhou had rich experience in street fighting, was young and strong, exercised regularly, and had to add an extra egg every day for pancakes, so he dealt with these addicts with a huge gap in strength.

He glanced back and found that Wu Xuechun was yelled by him and heard the words, took off his shoes and ran away from the window. So he took a deep breath and rushed to the storage room on the second floor - why did he suddenly get into trouble with him for so long?

At this time, he didn't even bother to think about it, and rushed to the second floor in a few steps. A heavy anxiety filled his heart. An unreasonable thought suddenly passed by his chest. He thought: Did something happen to Chen Zhen?

The little gangsters who were fucked by him called their friends and wanted to catch up with him with claws. A waiter who delivered the drinks screamed in fear and pressed against the wall. Luo Wenzhou pushed him away and saw the sign in the storage room: a mottled sign with the words "Not employee stops."

Luo Wenzhou took a step back and kicked the door with a kick. The wooden door shook his calf and hurt him. He immediately changed his legs and kicked it hard. This time, his calf passed through the door panel and he kicked the door a hole.

Luo Wenzhou pushed the door suddenly and saw a motionless person lying inside: "Chen Zhen!"

He wanted to take a step forward to check, but his legs were a little numb, which blocked him for a moment. In this moment, his brain, which was overheated because of the fight, slowly cooled down with his calming breath. Luo Wenzhou suddenly reacted - no, he asked Wu Xuechun so bluntly where Chen Zhen was imprisoned. At that time, someone must have been staring behind the surveillance camera. Why didn't they transfer Chen Zhen away?

This thought flashed, and Luo Wenzhou stepped back without thinking. At the same time, the person who was originally lying on the ground jumped up without warning and stabbed Luo Wenzhou's neck with a knife. Luo Wenzhou was on guard and immediately snatched the watermelon knife he had snatched away, and pulled the man's wrist, grabbed the man's shoulder, and knocked him onto the side of the rack.

However, the other party was very experienced. He shrank his shoulders and removed the impact. With the rebound of the collision, he punched Luo Wenzhou under Luo Wenzhou's ribs. Luo Wenzhou did not come up in one breath, and the knife almost escaped. He narrowly avoided the other party's grasp. He grabbed the man's arm and turned it around for half a circle, and stepped on the man's knee.

The man screamed and knelt down on the ground. Luo Wenzhou finally saw who was carrying in his hand through the glimmer of light at the door. He didn't know who the man was named, but he had seen him standing beside Wang Hongliang.

Luo Wenzhou grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head; "Where is Chen Zhen?"

The one who was kicked by him was the Huang team. He stared at Luo Wenzhou with his eyes hanging, without any repentance, but instead smiled softly: "I'm waiting for you in front of you."

Luo Wenzhou understood the implication of this, and his pupils suddenly shrank. At the same time, the sound of wind sounded behind him. Luo Wenzhou instinctively turned sideways, raised his arms to protect his head and face. There was a crisp sound, and a bottle of wine and Luo Wenzhou's left arm were almost both injured. People waiting for the sneak attack behind him rushed forward. Some were holding knives, wine bottles, and sticks locked, and greeted him in a scattered manner.

Luo Wenzhou dodged left and right in a mess, and soon had a lottery on his body.

Before leaving, he actually applied for a gun, but his life was not on the verge of being hungry, so he didn't dare to take it out - because he was not sure that Wang Hongliang and his tyrants were willing to obey the "five bans". These people now think that he was unprepared and defenseless and could solve the problem with cold weapons. They didn't want to make a lot of noise in the downtown area, so they were willing to take action with him.

He is alone, and it is better to use a gun than to use a gun. Moreover, there is a downtown area not far outside Hongfu Grand View. If there is a fire and accidental injury in the chaos, the problem will be serious.

At this moment, a sharp sirens suddenly sounded, and the group of people froze at the same time. Only Luo Wenzhou reacted very quickly and raised his hand to hold the face of a blocking dog. He hit the cartilage on his nose, then quickly flashed through a knife and kicked it into the corridor in two steps. He knew that the sirens must be fake, and the road in the west was not easy to walk on, and it was less than half an hour before his support could not come so quickly.

Luo Wenzhou didn't walk the stairs, afraid of ambushing him, so he rushed into the bathroom around the corner, opened the window and jumped down.

At this time, he was cut in the back, and there were no more slashes and bruises, and his left forearm was a little too hard to lift. I don’t know if it was a fracture. Two hours ago, he was thinking that the murderer of the "520" case would bite Zhang Donglai’s hook, and he leisurely "feeded the cat" in the cafeteria. Unexpectedly, he would wear it into the action movie two hours later.

Life situation is as impermanent as Luo Yiguo.

Suddenly, someone behind him called him: "Brother, here!"

When Luo Wenzhou turned around, he saw the barefoot Wu Xuechun waving to him desperately. Luo Wenzhou exploded with a scalp: "Didn't you let you run? Why are you still here?"

"I threw the alarm just now," said Wu Xuechun, "You are not familiar with me, I will take you out. Have you found Chen Zhen?"

Before Luo Wenzhou could reply, the pursuers had arrived: "Where are there, catch him!"

Luo Wenzhou pulled Wu Xuechun up and came to a low wall behind Hongfu Grand View with her incoherent guidance. Fortunately, Wu Xuechun was slim, Luo Wenzhou pushed her up with both hands, held her up on the low wall, and then flipped over by himself.

When he landed on the ground, his left arm, which was forced to act, turned from a dull pain in his heart without hesitation. Luo Wenzhou frowned and hissed. When the cool breeze in the evening blew, the shirt soaked in blood on his back was so cold that it was heart-warming.

Wu Xuechun saw the risk of his blood stain through the street lights, and was frightened and almost screamed.

Luo Wenzhou: "Where to run?"

Wu Xuechun shivered and pointed him in a direction, and the next moment he was dragged up by the man and ran wildly.

"It's okay," Luo Wenzhou comforted her casually, "I haven't broken my appearance again."

Wu Xuechun: “…”

The two of them crossed several paths and saw the avenue after turning around. Luo Wenzhou's tense heart then let go and said to Wu Xuechun, who was out of breath, "You go back to the bureau with me first, and then..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

I saw that the originally lively stalls on both sides of the road flashed eight feet away, and the pedestrians dodged all over. Several motorcycles that were "tumbling" were blocked at the intersection, and they had been waiting for him for a long time.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at the watch from the beginning - counting the time, and delaying for a while, the foreign aid should be almost here.

So he hid Wu Xuechun behind him and smiled at the leader's motorcycle in a slight manner: "Brother, have you misunderstood me, let's talk?"

Unexpectedly, the man in the leader did not have the problem of "the villain died because of talking too much". He shot a cold look from his helmet and stared at Luo Wenzhou. Then he twisted the accelerator suddenly, and the motorcycle jumped up directly on the spot and crashed towards them.

Luo Wenzhou had no choice but to hold the pistol in his pocket.

Just before he took out the gun, suddenly, a car engine sound that was even more arrogant than the "tumbling" of a motorcycle roared.

The motorcycles did not expect that there would be a crazy crazy racing scene in this place. They subconsciously dodged and were instantly washed away. A bright sports car like a venomous snake appeared out of thin air like lightning. A skillful drift was just around the corner and hit the rear wheel of the moving motorcycle. The motorcycle flew out of the air with the people.
Chapter completed!