Wu Zheng's words immediately aroused Zhang Feiyang's curiosity, and blurted out, "Who is it?"

Just in the face of his question, Wu Zheng didn't answer immediately, but asked with a smile: "You just want to know so?"

"What's the matter with you?" Looking at Wu Zheng's evil smile on his face, Zhang Feiyang was speechless, "Please, you're a murderer now, okay?

"If I really were a murderer, I wouldn't have it so easy! I wouldn't have been heartless, and I wouldn't have taken that kind of thing to heart. ”

"Hehe!" This statement made Zhang Feiyang smile coldly, and asked mockingly: "Do you mean that you don't think that as long as you have evidence, you can prove that you are innocent?"

"Isn't it?"

"Alas!" Zhang Feiyang shook his head, looked at Wu Zheng with some pity, and said, "Do you know? After you left, the memory card of the camera you left behind has been destroyed......

Speaking of this, he found that Wu Zheng wanted to speak, so he waved his hand and motioned to the other party not to interrupt him, before he continued: "I know, when you came to me, you must have backed up the memory card." But so what? In the eyes of some people, the evidence is only for ordinary people. They want you to disappear, and they're going to concoct too much evidence, believe it or not?"

"It's a big shady scene!" Wu Zheng touched his chin, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Zhang Feiyang's words, he will not take them as a deaf ear, let alone think that they are lying and threatening. After all, he had seen too many dark transactions when he was on his own special mission.

If Xiao Zhijie really wanted to kill him, it really didn't matter if he had that camera or not. Even if everyone sees the man in black filmed by the camera, they will think that he is his accomplice, in order to clear his suspicion and spread the drum.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning, remembering what Wu Di had said on the phone.

It seems that what I have to do now is not to publish any evidence to the public, but to find the man in black!

It's just that who this man in black is, and I don't have any impression of it!

No, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, remembering that when he saw the man in black, the eyes of the man in black seemed to be somewhat familiar.

The most important thing is that the man in black moves too fast, fast like a professional killer, and he is a super killer.

searched his mind, and there were no more than six such masters in his memory. Three of them were foreign killers, but those people would not have been chased back home at all.

Among the remaining three, two of them are masters of the special service team, and the other should be experts in national security. These two people, if they want to deal with themselves, don't need such means at all.

I am afraid that those people will come to the door directly when they handle the case, and they will not be guilty of using such low-level methods of planting false accusations and blaming the people.

After the elimination method is completed, then there is only that one left in his memory.

Recalling the other party's figure and eyes, as well as the steps under his feet, he immediately exhaled lightly, turned his head and asked, "Why did you go to the police?"

"What?" Zhang Feiyang was looking at Wu Zheng stunned, but he didn't expect that this guy would ask such a strange question when he came back to his senses.

Seeing that his face was full of confusion, Wu Zheng couldn't help frowning and asked, "Did you go to the police at the behest of Xiao Yuanlong?"

"What kind of thing is he?" Zhang Feiyang immediately pursed his lips and scolded with contempt on his face: "What qualifications does he have to order us police to do things!"

"Then why did you come so in time?"

"In time?" Zhang Feiyang was suddenly unhappy, and asked with a gloomy face: "If I go in time as you say, I will catch you!"

"Are you catching me to do a yarn?" Wu Zheng rolled his eyes in frustration and scolded, "Didn't you look at that camera?"

"I didn't see it!" Zhang Feiyang shook his head, but immediately explained: "But I know that there must be evidence of your exoneration there." It's just that before I could look at it, Xiao Zhijie's subordinates threw the memory card into the pool. ”

"I'm rubbing, it's really unscrupulous!" Wu Zheng grinned.

He had already guessed that the evidence would be destroyed, but he didn't expect that the other party's way of destroying the evidence would be so direct and unscrupulous.

"Yes!" Zhang Feiyang sighed.

In the face of Xiao Zhijie's arrogance, he really has nothing to do, and there is no countermeasure at all.

Not to mention him, even Lu Chaoxian, who is good at calculation, is not equally helpless in front of the unscrupulous Xiao Zhijie? Although the evidence was destroyed, the camera was a relic belonging to Xiao Yuanlong, and even if it was smashed, it would not be a big deal.

If you want to use this kind of problem to embarrass others, it is simply not enough. It is estimated that what is the heart, Lu Chaoxian will be so helpless, right?

It's just that this is not a problem that he can solve, so he just reminded Wu Zheng, and then asked: "If you don't know any big names, I guess it will be difficult for you to ...... this time."

Before he finished speaking, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice, "Get out of here immediately." ”

"Who people are you talking about?" Wu Zheng turned his head to look at the two motorcycles that appeared at the corner of the street, and a sneer flashed on his face: "Do you know those people?"

"I don't know it, but I know that these bikers are mixed with the black dragon. ”

"Black Dragon!" Hearing the name of the black dragon again, Wu Zheng suddenly remembered Sun Shaoyang, and his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Although this killing machine was only fleeting, Zhang Feiyang often dealt with criminals, and he felt the killing machine of others most clearly, so he immediately took two steps back.

But after standing firm, he knew that he was making a fuss, and the murderous aura on Wu Zheng's body was definitely not aimed at him, so he immediately asked, "Have you ever had a relationship with the black dragon?"

"No!" Wu Zheng immediately shook his head and denied it, but he said something very strange with a smile: "Aren't you worried about running out of cars?

Although these words were strange, Zhang Feiyang saw the two motorcycles coming from the intersection, hurriedly flashed to the side, and hid directly behind the green tree.

But after hiding it, he found that Wu Zheng was still standing still, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "What are you doing? These people are just looking for you......

"Boom......" Before he could finish speaking, the sound of the motorcycle's engine was already approaching.

The modified engine was humming and roaring, and the throttle movement was large and small, and the black helmets and black leather suits of the four drivers on the car looked a little scary.

It's just that in the face of these crazy noises and the four drivers in the car, Wu Zheng stood motionless on the side of the street like an innocent passerby.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fei wanted to scold people angrily: This idiot, do you think that others can't recognize you if they haven't seen you?

As soon as he thought of this, a Kawasaki 400 was on, and the driver behind him suddenly lifted the plexiglass on the helmet and shouted: "It's him, he's Wu Zheng!"

With his yelling, the picture in his hand was thrown out by him with a whoosh, and then a machete was pulled out of his waist.

Almost at the same time, another Kawasaki Four-Zero rider also pulled out his machete.

While the two men drew their machetes, the two drivers in front of them slammed the accelerator.

The violent noise of "buzzing ......" suddenly sounded, and then the front wheels of the two Kawasaki 400s rose off the ground, and smashed at Wu Zheng in continuous rotation.

Before the wheels hit anyone, the two riders behind the car, the machete was already raised high.

Under the illumination of the street lamp overhead, the two machetes flashed coldly, like two bolts of lightning, and slashed down at Wu Zheng's head.