Yang Luo ignored them at all, put away the gun and looked at Bei Yinyao and said, "Are you okay?" ”

Bei Yinyao's face was pale, obviously frightened, and it took a long time before she came to her senses: "Thank you for saving me." After speaking, he took out his business card in his bag and handed it to him, "This is my business card, if you need my help in the future, you can come to me." ”

As soon as Yang Luo received it, he heard an angry roar behind him: "Who the fuck are you, do you know that it is dangerous to shoot just now? What if you hurt the hostages? Can you take responsibility?"

A cold light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes, and he slowly turned around and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the hostages have been safe and the bandits have been killed, do you still have any meaning?"

"You ......" The fat man pointed at Yang Luo and was speechless.

The commander-in-chief of the armed police came over and saluted and said, "Comrade, please take out your documents." Yang Luo looked at the major in front of him, took out his ID card and handed it to the major.

The major didn't answer, "I want your military ID." ”

Yang Luo laughed, the cold expression just now suddenly disappeared, which made people feel very uncomfortable, and the expression on his face was really underwhelming.

"Comrade, I don't have an officer ID, only an ID card. Besides, do you think I'm a soldier? I'm a hooligan by profession. ”

Hearing Yang Luo's words, the fat man was nervous, held up his gun and said, "Raise your hands." ”

Yang Luo straightened his chest and shouted: "The police are amazing, don't forget that I saved the hostages and am a hero who acts bravely." The fat man's mouth was crooked, in the face of so many policemen and the gun pointed at him, this kid was still so fucking arrogant and running the train with his mouth full.

"You're a fucking hero, look at your virtue, you're not even a hooligan, at most you're a blind stream. The fat man scolded.

Yang Luo scratched his hair like a chicken coop, and then looked at his clothes full of holes: "You mean I don't look like a hooligan?"

The fat man's face turned green, and a police officer next to him forced a smile and said, "Section chief! ”

Yang Luo suddenly said seriously: "It seems that I still have to change my image." ”

"Flutter!" Bei Yinyao behind him couldn't help laughing, and the fright just now disappeared without a trace.

The major said with a serious face: "Comrade, please hand over your gun." ”

Yang Luo turned his head to look at him, "Why should I hand over the gun?" ”

"Damn!" the fat man couldn't help but raise his hand and slap Yang Luo's face fiercely.

"Smack!"

Yang Luo grabbed the fat man's wrist and said with a hippie smile: "Dead fat man! Don't do anything with a professional hooligan, otherwise you will be retaliated against." The fat man tried all his strength to break free, but Yang Luo's arms, which didn't look strong, seemed to have taken root and remained motionless.

A police officer next to him saw that his section chief was 'hijacked' and put the gun on Yang Luo's head, "Hurry up and let go of our section chief, otherwise I will shoot." ”

Yang Luo let go of his hand very quickly, the fat man was competing with Yang Luo, and he was caught off guard and took a few steps back with unsteady feet, and lay on the ground solidly.

"Haha......" The crowd burst into laughter.

The fat man's face turned from blue to red, and he got up and rushed towards Yang Luo with eyes that could breathe fire. When did he suffer such anger, when did he lose such a face, especially now that there are thousands of onlookers, this face can be lost.

rushed in front of Yang Luo, raised his foot and wanted to kick. Yang Luo waved his hand: "Stop!"

What is surprising is that the fat man's raised foot really stopped in mid-air and did not kick down.

When people looked at Yang Luo suspiciously, they found that he was holding a small green book in his hand and dangling in front of the fat man's eyes, "Don't you just suspect the origin of the gun? This is a gun license." ”

The fat man slowly put his feet down, took the little book, opened it, and his face turned from red to white again. Eyes are glued to the above words, "General Office of the Central Military Commission". Cold sweat began to break out on my forehead, and my breathing was a little rapid.

What does this gun license mean? It shows that this mentally problematic guy in front of him has a lot of background. Not only is the gun legal, but he can shoot at all problematic targets without paying legal responsibility, even if it is finally proved that the target he shot is innocent, it must also be dealt with by the functional departments of the Central Military Commission, and all other power departments have no right to interfere.

The fat man's hand began to tremble, Yang Luo smiled and stretched out two fingers to take the gun license: "Fat man, can I go?"

The fat man nodded blankly, and Yang Luo patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Goodbye, buddy, brother will definitely go to the pier when there is time." ”

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Luo leave, and as soon as he put down half of his heart, the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped wildly, because he saw that the neurotic had returned.

Yang Luo walked over and asked very seriously, "Fat man, I really don't look like a hooligan in this dress?" the fat man nodded.

Yang Luo frowned and said, "You are a policeman, you must have arrested a lot of hooligans, so you tell me how to dress up like a hooligan?" The fat man was about to cry, and he had to be delirious by this neurotic.

The fat man cried and didn't know how to answer, Yang Luo waved his hand, "Forget it! I'll go back and study it myself." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Bei Yinyao stood there and watched Yang Luo disappear into the crowd, feeling a little lost in her heart, as if she had lost something very important, and her heart was empty.

This time, the fat man saw that Yang Luo had completely disappeared before he put his heart down, and a police officer said: "Section chief! The certificate he showed you can't be fake." ”

The fat man glared at him: "I've been a fucking policeman for so many years, can't I even tell the truth from the fake?"

The officer said innocently: "But I don't believe that this crazy gun is legal." ”

The fat man ignored him and walked to the corpse, feeling even more shocked in his heart, "One shot, two lives." ”

The major walked over and crouched down to check the deep bullet holes in the bandit sun, "It should be a steel-core bullet, otherwise it wouldn't have such a penetrating power." Especially in that situation, I was impressed by his accurate judgment and the speed with which he fired. ”

The fat man took a deep breath, "I don't know what his identity is." ”

The major thought for a while and said: "There is no military officer certificate but a gun, and there is a gun license issued by the Central Military Commission, there is only one possibility, this guy used to be a soldier, and his identity is very special." There must be a lot of secrets in his possession, and this gun should be for his self-defense. ”

The fat man really regrets it now, and he can't wait to slap himself twice. Why don't you think about it, since people dare to take out the gun in front of the police, it proves that the gun is legal.

Yang Luo has been wandering around the street since he came out, muttering all the time: "What clothes should a hooligan wear?