Han Qifeng!

Of course Chu Tian remembered this guy. When he first came to Hong Kong to have a conflict with Huo Wuzui, the Huo family and other dignitaries went to the Lin family to seek justice. It was Han Qifeng, the deputy director, who relied on the Tang Sect and the Huo family in front of Grandma Lan, but he was destroyed by himself.

Later I heard that he was removed from office, but Chu Tian didn't know that later. After all, an official who had no power and power could not see his eyes. But he didn't expect that the salted fish would turn over and Han Qifeng could return to his official career. He couldn't stop asking in a low voice:

"Who is his current identity?"

Feng Wuqing's voice is calm: "The official is restored to his post!"

"I don't know how I got up yet."

Chu Tian was stunned again. Unexpectedly, Han Qifeng was still the deputy police chief. No wonder the South Korean agent was fearless and wanted to blame him. It turned out that he had bribed this guy. At this point, Chu Tian also found that the South Korean agent was a little scary, as if every enemy had been bribed by them.

It seems that they have also studied them carefully!

"Then is something wrong with him today?"

Chu Tian asked lightly, but his expression seemed quite solemn. Feng Wuqing stopped for a moment and then added: "Nothing is wrong. I have asked the brothers from Xingyue Group to monitor him, but the latter did not show any clues. He went to the police station to work on time, had a meeting and waited!"

Chu Tian picked up the tea and took a sip, then sighed quietly:

Could it be that he did not collude with South Koreans? Could it be that I guessed it was all wrong last night?

At this moment, Feng Wuqing remembered something and added lightly: "By the way, Young Marshal, Xiao Qingbing said he didn't have time to reminisce about the past day. He had to be on duty at the police station tonight because the police force was limited in the past two days, some police elites and members of the Flying Tigers were transferred to the Hong Kong garrison for exchanges!"

Communication? What kind of communication should be transferred to the Flying Tigers?

How large-scale communication is that the police force is lacking?

Chu Tian frowned slightly. He seemed to have caught something, so he spoke: "How many people are going to communicate? Wuqing, you can determine their location immediately to see if they are really in the camp in Hong Kong. I suspect that this is Han Qifeng's coverup. On the surface, he went to the army to communicate, but was ambushed in secret."

Feng Wuqing nodded: "I understand!"

Chu Tian, ​​who hung up the phone, lowered his head and thought about the various situations about Han Qifeng. When Shen Qianqian saw his expression, she couldn't stop asking: "Chu Tian, ​​what's wrong with you? Is something big happening? Could it be that something happened to my parents?"

When she asked the following sentence, her face suddenly became anxious.

A smile like spring breeze flashed across Chu Tian's face, and the dark clouds in Shen Qianqian's heart dissipated: "Silly girl, she's thinking about it again! Didn't I say that? You have to believe me, as long as you believe me, I will guarantee that your parents are safe. I just recalled our morning...

Seeing Chu Tian’s blushing look, Shen Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. Then she blushed when she heard what he said behind her. She squatted a beef ball and stuffed it into Chu Tian’s mouth. She gritted her teeth and said, “I hate it, bully me again! Use this ball to plug your mouth.”

Speaking of the latter, she also smiled knowingly.

Chu Tian chuckled and looked back while biting the ball.

After dinner, Chu Tian pulled Shen Qianqian away. When he stepped out of the restaurant, because he looked down at the surrounding environment, Chu Tian immediately found that there were many dodging eyes around him. He immediately knew that these were South Koreans who were staring at their whereabouts, and they were obviously reporting their situation at any time.

If he didn't kill a few people, Kim Jong-yong would probably suspect that he intended to indulge it.

After all, it was impossible for him to not even be able to see such tracking, so Chu Tian made a decision to kill after a little thought. He led Qianqian into the car and immediately asked the Shuai Jun brother Wangligang Club to drive, which was Xu Ge's territory and also where he would find the latter to ask for manpower later.

The convoy quickly drove away from the restaurant and disappeared like a sharp arrow.

At almost the same time, several cars of different types followed closely. Chu Tian saw them following in the reflector, and he snorted coldly without comment. The tracking level of South Koreans was the same. Although several cars followed each other alternately, the license plate number clearly betrayed them.

There are only three numbers coming and going, so what's the use of alternating it?

Lao Niu said in the third department of Guoan that if you want to lock in the target and not be discovered, it is best to leave a car after a distance, and you cannot repeat the tracking and use it, which will make it easy for the other party to identify it. Therefore, Guoan tracks the target at times as many as dozens of cars.

When the convoy drove to a mountain road, Chu Tian suddenly ordered the parking.

Because it was a one-way road, when Chu Tian and the others stopped like this, the black sedan tracking behind could not turn around and left, so they could only drive up. When they were about to reach the middle of the convoy, Chu Tian asked the brothers of the Shuai Jun to block the front and rear roads, and then walked towards the other side with great strides.

Although the three South Koreans who were following were not sure that Chu Tian knew about their identities, they still felt the smell of a beast in the forest. So they hurriedly came out of the car and asked the brothers in stiff Chinese why they blocked the way: "You get out of the way, why are you blocking the way? We have to go!"

Chu Tian took a machete from the brothers of the Shuai Jun, and the cold air suddenly became terrified.

He pointed his knife at the leader and shouted, "Why do you follow me?"

"Also, let me spare your life if you say who you are."

The leader of the South Koreans twitched, then waved their hands and smiled, "Brother, are you afraid you have made a mistake? How could we follow you? This road is here, you can pass by someone. How could you say I was following you? Otherwise, let's go for you now..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Tian's machete had already slashed his neck.

A white light flashed, and the other party's head suddenly jumped out of thin air.

Then, a warm blood flower rushed out of his neck, causing the head to turn over twice in the air, and then the blood fell like raindrops and sprinkled on the mountain road little by little. After the head fell to the ground and rolled out a blood stain, it fell into the bottomless foot of the mountain.

Everyone's eyes were straightened, but their legs kept playing the pipa.

The remaining two South Koreans were stunned and then reacted. They knew that explanation was useless, so they rushed towards Chu Tian with a roar. A dagger had already been drawn out in their hands. The dim light flashed with the breath of death, but they were overestimating their abilities and were still thinking about fighting desperately at this time.

The sword light slashed from top to bottom, and the two of them stopped charging.

A wound cracked in their chests and blood dripped out of their clothes.

Unbelievable in their eyes, they had never seen a knife that was so fast.

Chu Tian threw the machete to the Shuai Jun brothers, and then waved his fingers lightly. More than ten brothers immediately showed off their weapons in a fierce manner. They rushed up and stabbed the enemy who was still alive. Soon, the two South Korean agents turned into bloody men, and even their heads were cut beyond recognition.

Chu Tian clapped his hands and sneered in the distance.

This contemptuous look pierced into the hearts of the South Koreans who were hiding in the dark. They shivered inexplicably, and the anger of watching the murder of their accomplices be replaced by fear. They looked at each other and then reported to the higher authorities to inform them of the accident on the mountain road.

The above reply is very simple, stare at him at all costs.

After killing the chicken to warn the monkey, Chu Tian did not stay too much, but still asked someone to go to Ligang Club. Chen Qianqian would set out from there at night, and Chu Tian would follow him from there. In short, everything was fake and true, making South Koreans really think that they were taking the bait, so that the show could be exciting.

When he was about to reach his destination, Chu Tian received Feng Wuqing's information again, informing that there were indeed elite police forces going to the Hong Kong troops to study and exchange, with a total of 109 people, but the exact message he received from the police station was 190 people, that is, 81 of them were unknown.

Hearing this, Chu Tian immediately sat up: "That's right!"

His eyes shone with a wise light: "This group of people must have been hidden by Han Qifeng in the name of secret actions. They are likely to be the power to deal with us tonight. This proves that my inference is becoming more and more credible. Damn Han Qifeng actually partnered with South Korea to deal with me."

Feng Wuqing thought for a while and asked:
Chapter completed!