In all fairness, at the beginning, Guo Xuanjun really wanted to save Yang Chengwu and others, because they were all people that Guo Xuanjun borrowed from outside, and if something really happened in Yanshi, then it would be difficult to explain to the above.

But now Guo Xuanjun's thinking has changed.

He wanted to lose his car to protect his handsome.

And what Captain Li Mogen said before was exactly what Guo Xuanjun was thinking at this time.

If everyone is gone, then it's a hundred.

Clean!

Guo Xuanjun also thought at this time that Wei Zhen had arrested more than a dozen people, but only brought these few to the TV station, and a large part of the reason may be that he only forced these people to confess.

As long as Wei Zhen and Yang Chengwu and others are eliminated tonight, and a little more time is given to operate, he can even contact the upper echelons to erase the identities of these police officers.

That way, no one can connect him to the attacks.

......

After the SWAT team leader rushed into the studio, he swept the combat goggles wearing night vision devices and saw several people with their hands and feet tied in the corner of the studio.

"Answer me!" the SWAT captain shouted again, "Are these all colleagues from the NSA?"

"Yes...... It's ......" In the corner, a faint response was heard.

"What about the others?" said the SWAT team leader walked briskly.

At the door, several special combat team members guarded it, preventing Wei Zhen and others from counterattacking.

"I don't know, Wei Zhen separated us......" The man who spoke before replied again.

"......" The SWAT captain was silent for a moment, and shouted at the team members behind him: "You go out to support a group, and I will guard here." ”

Whoa!

Several special combat team members didn't think too much about it, because Wei Zhen's counterattack outside was indeed very fierce.

Smack!

The door closed, and the SWAT captain looked at the four or five NSA officers in the corner with very confused eyes.

He is a military policeman, and he has always been obedience to orders as his duty, and if he is asked to intercept bandits and scum, he will not hesitate to have a gun in his hand.

But in front of him at this time is a person with the same identity as him!

How do you face your heart when you shoot at them?

They did nothing wrong, but they have to pay for the mistakes of the top......

Stompe!

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stepped over.

"Notify the people outside, and immediately send an ambulance, someone has an inflamed wound and a high fever that does not go away...... It can't be delayed any longer. In the corner, the voice that had spoken before said weakly again.

"I'm sorry. The SWAT captain suddenly spoke.

The NSS officers in the corner of the "......" were stunned.

"I'm also on orders. The SWAT captain gritted his teeth and said, "Close your eyes!"

If the police officer of the National Security Bureau couldn't figure out his intentions just now, then after he said this, even a fool would understand!

"You're going to kill us?" a voice trembled in the corner.

"Don't blame me, don't blame me......" The SWAT captain gritted his teeth, raised the gun in his hand and closed his eyes to shoot a few shots.

Hyperactive!

Huge patches of blood flew on the white walls.

"Captain, what's wrong?" someone shouted outside.

"Keep suppressing!" the SWAT captain replied in a deep voice, and walked over to the corpse in the corner.

He wiped the face of one of them with his combat gloves.

Then he was stunned.

Then he looked anxious and pulled the people next to him to wipe their faces.

A cool air rose from the back of the SWAT captain's head.

He took out a photo from the pocket of his combat uniform, which was a photo of Yang Chengwu handed to him by Li Mo before he burst into the TV station building.

After comparing them with the corpses on the ground one by one, he found that there was no body of Yang Chengwu among these people on the ground!

"One, two, three......" The SWAT captain broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, checking the number of corpses in front of him.

I checked it several times, and there were only five of them!

Exactly the same number of people as you saw in the video before!

There is no Yang Chengwu in this at all, or in other words, the blood-stained person with a bloody face that Wei Zhen placed in front of the video is not Yang Chengwu at all!

The SWAT captain was stunned.

Did Wei Zhen not figure out who the real Yang Chengwu was, or did he deliberately make a "dummy" instead?

If it's the latter, then why would he want to replace it with someone else?

Yang Chengwu...... Testimony......

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the SWAT captain suddenly looked up at the ceiling of the studio.

Turn off all power lights.

In the corner of the ceiling, a camera glowing reddish was clearly pointed at his face.

The SWAT Captain gasped, his eyes widened and he staggered back a few steps.

"The ...... of the grass mud horse Finish...... It's over!" The SWAT Captain muttered to himself in despair as if his strength had been drained in an instant.

In the corridor, Wei Zhen looked at the situation in the studio with a simple signal receiver and laughed loudly.

He sent the video via satellite signal to his companions, who were far away outside the city at this time.

Yang Chengwu, of course it's fake.

In other words, they only forced a confession from Yang Chengwu, but in order to get this confession, Yang Chengwu had been forced to die.

And the rest of Yang Chengwu's companions are harder than the other!

Wei Zhen couldn't pry their mouths open at all.

Wei Zhen knew very well that it was useless to deal with such people in many cases, and he needed to completely defeat their faith from the spiritual level.

......

At the same time, it is located in a suburban warehouse next to the periphery of Yan City.

Seven or eight bloodied young men were tied to a pillar in the corner, their faces pale but with a terrible smile, and their bodies were covered with their wounds: "Do you have any other means? Come, use it on me! If I say one more word today, I will take your last name!"

Standing in front of them were thirty or forty men in black, all of whom held all kinds of torture instruments in their hands, and their faces were very ugly.

The bones of this group of people are harder than they could have imagined.

In the midst of those inhuman torments, the group showed amazing willpower, except for one loose-mouthed, but also dead.

Confessions must be made in conjunction with the living to be effective.

Otherwise, no one will believe it.

Just when everyone was helpless against them, a small leader came over, stood in front of the group of young people with a satellite receiver display in his hand, and said softly: "You are warriors, you have faith, and we have it! Although we are fighting separately, I admire you, but it is a pity that your efforts have not been duly rewarded, and your faith may not give you the same firm support." ”

"......" The young people looked at them with a slightly cold gaze.

"Take a look. The boss turned on the satellite reception display and clicked play.

The picture of the SWAT captain killing several other people in the studio was impressively reflected in everyone's eyes.