"Vice Chairman, your speed is still slow," Maslow smiled. Although there were only a few times when he came to Han Guo to use a gun, the training from Beizhou to Chennan for a few months was not a waste of effort after all, "put down the gun."

The last sentence was loud, but it was actually not loud. People outside were also watching the movement inside at all times. Now seeing that the two of them were evenly matched, they rushed in from outside the door.

"Kim Young-soo, put down the gun."

A fat director acted the most actively and spoke the most actively. He pointed his gun at Kim Young-sook and shouted.

But Kim Young-sook didn't even look at him, just pretending that he was like air, her eyes were still on Maslow.

She understood that she colluded with police, connected with other gangs, and pointed the gun at the current chairman, and the fate of the club was extremely miserable according to the rules of the society.

"Qiu Chaoyong, tell me, are you really Qiu Chaoyong?" Kim Young-sook smiled.

But Maslow looked at her quietly without answering a word.

"Okay, then, it seems that I can't know the answer." Kim Young-sook smiled again, "Life is just many mystery. You can solve one but you can't solve the other."

Maslow's heart moved, but when he raised his eyes again, his face changed, and the gun in Kim Young-sook's hand was already pointing at him.

"Kim Young-sook, put down the gun." Maslow yelled, signaling the Russian bodyguard, and the Russians stepped forward, but it was too late.

Bang--

Kim Young-sook shot, and blood splattered the Russian face.

Kim Young-sook's face was filled with satisfaction. The gun in her hand fell to the ground with a slam and her body fell softly to the ground.

Maslow rushed to her, but saw Kim Young-sook's face turned pale and a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Snow white, blood red, and the two colors were clearly contrasted. Maslow felt a pain in his heart for some reason.

The charm of that night, the charm of that night, seemed to be right in front of you, the fragrance of that night, the charm of that night, seemed to be still echoing. He squatted down gently and slowly closed Kim Young-sook's eyes.

The Seventh Princess, who made the police and the community scared, did not expect that one day she would die in front of her.

"Chairman." The fat director cried.

But Maslow looked at him coldly, turned around and walked out of the conference room door. Behind him, more than twenty bodyguards followed, "With her family, the dead are the most important."

"Yes." More than thirty directors responded unevenly behind them.

"Leave Cui Ze to the police." Maslow had already walked outside, but the voice was still echoing in the conference room.

This woman was smart for a lifetime, but she was also confused for a lifetime. After the ice, she finally misread a man, which caused her to melt the ice and snow.

Maslow didn't know if Kim Young-sook had regretted it at the last moment, but the chairman of the largest community in Han Dynasty personally cooked beef soup for a man, and it was obvious that she had real feelings, but luck made people.

He couldn't help but think of the new drug that Qiu Yuen tried to ask what love is in the world, and only asks people to agree with life and death.

After the ice, there is no word love.

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Seoul Qingpu Police Station.

With a "click", Choi Ze's hands were handcuffed, and two policemen escorted him into the police car parked outside.

The police chief looked at Choi Ze's back with complicated eyes, and then looked at Maslow. The club sent the police who colluded with the club to prison. This was the first time he looked at Maslow, like an alien.

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"He just looked at me like an alien," Shen Lan's face had blood already appeared, and the warm sunlight hit her face. Although her hair had been untied, it reduced the heroic atmosphere on her body and added a bit of femininity. "Yes, crazy alien, he thought I was crazy."

Maslow smiled, Chen Lan smiled, and both of them looked relaxed.

Maslow's heart moved, and he found that the sunlight was almost white and transparent. The sunlight shone on her face, and it seemed to be transparent. In the sunlight, it seemed that the blood flow inside could be clearly seen.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Lan seemed a little uncomfortable. She tidied her long hair with her hands, "I haven't washed my hair for a few days. Am I very stupid like this?"

"Not stupid, it looks good." Maslow smiled. After saying this, he was also stunned. If he were in China, if he was with Lin Shuying, he would not say that, but now he said that, will people really change because of the change of time and place?

"Let's have dinner, I'm hungry." Chen Lan saw his appearance and broke the silence with understanding. Maslow also smiled. Since he thought of Lin Shuying and how to face her, he still didn't think about it and had no time to think about it, so he simply didn't think about her.

"Well, it can be proved that Qiu Yuen is not an insider, but Cui Ze is a insider," Chen Lan took a sip of beef soup. This may be the most nutritious meal in the Han Dynasty. "Now, the chairman of several major Seoul Group has been wiped out. Is it time for us to finish?"

Maslow looked at her eating, "No, there is still someone."

"who?"

"Su Nakaku."

"Can he make big waves? He will not affect our final actions." Chen Lan smiled. She looked at Maslow affectionately. This Seoul operation was really beyond her expectations and beyond her superiors' expectations. The task given to them was to find out the organizational structure and illegal facts and find out the location of the drug laboratory. But now, not to mention that these tasks are overcompleted, the undercover agent came to the undercover agent and became the chairman of the club.

"I think as a drug lord, he will not give in easily." Maslow said.

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Bang bang bang-

A few regular knocks came.

"Who?" Suga Nakaku was lying on the bed when he heard the sound bounced off the bed, and several subordinates also pulled out their guns.

"It's me." An old voice came from outside the door.

Suga Nakajima's face changed, as if sad and happy, "Brother Zhongjiu?" a subordinate reminded.

"Open the door, your own people." Suga Nakasaki said.

The door opened, and a man in a windbreaker walked in, and smiled when he saw the hostile eyes and muzzle surrounding him.

He slowly took off his hat, revealing a bald head and the long hair behind the bald head. The person who came was none other than Wang Wenzhi's personal butler Chen Yu.

"Uncle Chen." Suga Nakaku stood up and bowed respectfully.

Chen Yu smiled, "Zhongjiu, long time no see." He looked at Suzuki's face with a meaningful look, with a rough and greasy face, but his eyes fell on Suzuki's broken hand, "Can you still pick it up?"

"A step late." Suga Nakaku smiled, smiling so hard that he didn't care.
Chapter completed!