Staring at the calm flame snake, Meng Yong sighed deeply.

The flame snake is so capable of fighting, and the raids carried out by his subordinates are full of uncontrollable risks.

Well, now that the Flame Snake can not only fight, but Nima has also received professional special military training.

Dealing with this kind of character, you know with your ass that your subordinates will definitely not succeed.

As for Qiu Zhonglei, he was a little lucky.

The loss is not a surprise attack by his own men, or it will definitely be planted.

Yan Snake walked to the window, squeezed his fist, and looked at Meng Yongle and said, "I hope your aerial work rope is strong enough!"

Although judging from the various performances of the flame snake, the people in the branch have no chance of winning, Qiu Zhonglei is still nervous and full of expectations.

In case of... That's it!

In case of... Meng Yong's subordinates played extraordinarily!

In case of... The flame snake, which has been bleeding and causing weakness, made a mistake in which link!

In case of... Chu Yu's brain twitched and became a pig teammate!

It's a pity, there is no case, it turns out that Meng Yong's subordinates played well, and the Yan Snake is still strong, although Chu Yu didn't help in anything, but he didn't hold back.

Flame Snake staged an extremely professional, textbook-like "response" to the perfect "counter-killing" of the anti-hijacking raid for the unlucky ghost quartet!

When footsteps were heard outside the office, the Flame Snake suddenly opened the window, and then kicked out a forty-three-yard foot at the window.

As a figure suddenly descended to the window, and then... There was no then, the tactical support group hanging the aerial work rope was directly kicked back into the air, like a kite with a broken line, if it were not for the strong aerial work rope, he might become an angel with broken wings, and of course, eventually become a disabled person with a broken leg.

This is the raid on the Unlucky One.

The Flame Snake grasped the timing so well that everything seemed so dramatic.

It's not like the person who took the initiative to kick the raid, but like the unlucky ghost No. 1 broke through the window and hit the soles of the snake directly, and the time was very good, no more than a second.

After kicking the unlucky ghost number one back into the air, the flame snake did not leave, but waited for a breath, and then the second person also hung down from the sky, and the expression on the kid's face was very frightened.

It is estimated that when he descended, he saw a colleague who was kicked away, but unfortunately he couldn't stop when he wanted to, so he could only continue to break through the window.

This time, the flame snake did not kick, but stretched out his hand and directly took advantage of the situation to bring this unlucky ghost in, as if dragging a dead dog.

Before he could get up, the flame snake rushed up to be a heartwarming foot.

This is the unlucky ghost number two.

The unlucky ghost No. 2 fell directly beside the hospital bed, and after knocking on the foot of the hospital bed, he snorted and fainted.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, that is, a blink of an eye, the so-called raid duo, the whole army was wiped out!

After solving the window, the flame snake quickly ran to the back of the door, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

With the first sound, the snake opened the door, and a flashing scalpel was pressed directly against the knocker's throat.

Yan Snake said with a disdainful expression, "You knocked on the door a little late, you should knock on the door two seconds earlier to distract us first." ”

Standing outside the door was the unlucky ghost three.

Unlucky Ghost Three glanced at the scalpel, which was less than half an inch from his throat, and then his gaze crossed over to the flame snake.

The window was open, and one of his teammates was nowhere to be found, but his cries for help could be heard through the window.

There was another teammate lying on the ground, unconscious.

He could see Chu Yu, but Chu Yu was just blocked by Qiu Zhonglei.

The flame snake was a stone's throw away from him, but Meng Yong was on his side.

The unlucky ghost number three has always carried his right hand behind his back, and he seems a little at a loss.

The flame snake said viciously: "If you dare to act rashly, I will stuff the flashbang directly into your mouth!"

The eyes of the unlucky ghost No. 3 were full of hesitation, and finally, under the forced gaze of the flame snake, the right hand that touched the back of the waist gradually retracted.

Looking at the eyes of the flame snake, the third unlucky ghost had a shuddering feeling, and forcibly reconfirmed the situation in the house calmly and said, "I... I want to see if our leaders are safe. ”

"Get out!" With a bang, the flame snake closed the door directly, almost missing the bridge of the nose of the unlucky ghost No. 3.

Chu Yu is most convinced by the Yan Snake, regardless of the old and young, men and women, the officials are still ordinary people, he doesn't give anyone face, it's like the whole world owes him money.

Chu Yu seriously suspected that even in the future, this kid Yan Snake would probably be the kind of person who would never be able to mix with a friend in his life.

In this way, the "well-planned" raid by Bai Yue's subordinates ended in failure, and there was no suspense about failure.

After Meng Yong and Sun Minhui looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they consciously returned to the corner and continued to squat.

The flame snake looked at Meng Yong, his eyes full of playfulness.

Chu Yu used to think that these big men in the branch were quite fierce, but today he found that compared with who the score was, compared with the flame snake, these people were a group of jokes, the so-called raids, and jokes, there was one floating outside, one lying in the house, and one was dumbfounded outside.

It's just a special department.,Stupid and whatever.。

Has it begun, it's already over, and this is the legendary anti-hijacking raid?

Although Chu Yu didn't understand, Meng Yong was an expert.

Regardless of whether his subordinates cooperate tacitly, there is nothing wrong with the timing alone.

The teammate who knocked on the door knocked late, probably because his teammate did not observe the situation outside the window and report it as soon as possible.

There was no observation of the situation, in fact, it was because the Yan Snake had just descended to the designated position and opened the window, and he had to force his way in out of instinctive reaction, but unfortunately, it was the Yan Snake who was waiting for him at forty-three yards.

Actually, the plan is perfect, knock on the door first to distract yourself.

The other man happened to break in through the window and fired accurately.

The second person who descended from a high altitude played the role of a spare tire.

Even if the first person to enter is not able to shoot accurately, the person who breaks through the window will throw a flashbang and then knock on the door and rush in for accurate shooting.

One person attracts attention, one person shoots accurately, one throws flashbangs, and depending on the situation on the spot, all three people can adjust the steps and tasks for which they are responsible at will, already reducing the risk to a minimum.

It's a pity that they ran into the Flame Snake, a bandit who was even tougher than the bandits.

It's not that Meng Yong's subordinates are too stupid, but that Yan Snake is too perverted.

In fact, for Yan Snake, these people are too pediatric, after solving the so-called raid, he didn't say anything, and after a while, he didn't have any extra expression, just walked to the table, kicked again, and directly kicked Meng Yong's subordinates awake.

"Benima slept, came just in time, got up and donated blood!"

There was another strong man with five big and three thick in the hostage team, and he donated blood for the other two old men for some reason.

Yan Snake's face became more and more pale, and Chu Yu was anxious in his eyes when he saw it.

The average adult's body blood volume is 4,000 to 5,000 milliliters, and a full dozen is the capacity of a boiling water bottle, if the acute blood loss reaches more than 30 percent, that is, about 1,000 milliliters, then it is equivalent to reaching the limit, and the body will be in a very dangerous stage.

Chu Yu couldn't figure out how much blood the Yan Snake had released, but he knew that it would be at least more than one thousand and five milliliters.

In fact, when a person's blood loss reaches 800 ml, many symptoms will be reflected, such as paleness, cold sweat, weakness and shortness of breath, and a fast and weak pulse.

If it reaches 1,500 milliliters, the blood supply to the brain will be insufficient, not to mention delirium, and direct death is possible.

Chu Yu, Meng Yong, Sun Minhui, Qiu Zhonglei, plus two unlucky ghosts who had just joined the hostage alliance, were all transfused by the Yan Snake, and the dose of each blood transfusion exceeded two hundred milliliters.

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The capital, the Dongcheng Quadrangle.

As the capital of the country, housing prices can be described as every inch of land, especially the courtyard houses in the capital are even more priceless.

People usually think that most of the people who can live in the courtyard are either rich or noble.

But Mo Daoqing is not, neither rich nor expensive, although he is an official, but he is not in the system, and even his salary is given in cash.

For the name Mo Daoqing, many of the big leaders of the imperial capital have not even heard of it.

And the people who really know Mo Daoqing's details can be counted on one hand in the whole country.

Mo Daoqing is very secretive, just like the Public Affairs Security Bureau he is in charge of, and outsiders know little about him.

At this time, Mo Daoqing was sitting at a low table and sipping tea.

The beard and hair are all white, wearing an old but very clean robe, and the silver-white hair is tied into a bun, commonly known as the ball head,

Mo Daoqing, who was a fairy wind bone, took a sip of tea.

Sitting alone in the courtyard, on the low table is the best Lushan clouds, except for the gentle breeze, there is no noise.

Mo Daoqing likes quiet, hates hustle and bustle, and doesn't like the world.

But there was no way, he lost the bet 23 years ago, so he had to go down the mountain to join the WTO, enter the WTO, go straight to Nanzhonghai, and then Mao recommended himself to set up the Public Affairs Security Bureau.

Whenever someone called him the director, he was a little annoyed.

Because he feels like a puppet.

Originally, he was staying well in the Taoist temple, but suddenly an old man broke in, and the old man told him that the inner door of Taoism was declining, and the decline and decline were a foregone conclusion, and if he wanted to revive the inner door of Taoism, he had to do something.

In short, after being fooled by the old man, he made a bet, and then Mo Daoqing lost, and then he was fooled again, and after packing up his things, he went down the mountain with full of enthusiasm and went straight to Nanzhonghai in the imperial capital, and finally established the Public Affairs Security Bureau.

For more than 20 years, the Bureau of Public Affairs and Security has indeed taken on the praise of the six words "secret and great", running all over the country, constantly dealing with supernatural events, and has been repeatedly miraculous.

But only Mo Daoqing himself knows that many supernatural incidents are not solved by them, Taoist disciples or folk strangers, but the old man secretly helped them back then, and has been guiding Mo Daoqing through the maze.

Of course, in the eyes of others, they all thought it was Mo Daoqing's credit.

But only Mo Daoqing knew it in his heart, even if he didn't want to admit it, he knew very well that he, the director, was just a pawn of the mysterious old man

The old man is very mysterious, and after more than 20 years of investigation, he only knows that it is called Fugui, and he doesn't know anything else.

A little girl in a Taoist robe hurried out of the inner courtyard.

"Master, phone. ”

Mo Daoqing took a sip of tea: "Who." ”

"Him. ”

This word "he" made Mo Daoqing's gray eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters.