Considering that the other masked people who were arrested in their hands had all died strangely, and there were no bones left, the well-informed group of people in the criminal police team all stayed away from the only remaining masked man at the scene, for fear that they would accidentally touch bad luck.

Seeing this scene, Wen Jun shook his head with a wry smile and hurried over. casually took off the grinning mask and threw it far away, revealing a panicked face of a middle-aged man.

Wen Jun's palm was in the shape of a tiger, pinching the middle-aged man's jaw joint, and with a fierce force, only to hear a gentle "click" sound, the middle-aged man's mouth couldn't help but open, reached into it, and took out a denture.

"Take it back and test it to see what kind of poison it is." Wen Jun threw the denture into the hand of Ma Ming, who was close at hand, and turned to leave.

"Ahh Ma Ming was caught off guard, holding the denture as if he was holding a hot potato, and he wanted to throw it away immediately, but somehow, Wen Jun's words seemed to be an order that could not be disobeyed.

"Strange city, in a familiar corner, I have comforted each other, and I have also wanted to sigh, no matter what kind of ending I will face, I will watch you go away in the wind and sand......"

Wen Jun was about to get into the car, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly remembered a pleasant ringtone. He hurriedly took it out, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and asked, "Hey, hello, who are you?" ”

"Stinky boy, guess who I am?" There was a vicissitudes of life but a little playful voice on the other end of the phone.

Belch...... Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose, and secretly teased in his heart, could it be that when the old man is in a panic, he also likes to make porridge on the phone? "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"Do you kid have a pair of tailwind ears, can you guess that?" Zhou Wuji suddenly felt bored, and laughed and scolded on the phone, "Can't you just pretend that you can't guess and make me happy?" ”

"Grandpa, I'm busy here." Wen Jun said aggrievedly.

"What are you busy with?" Zhou Wuji sneered and said, "No matter how busy you are, you have to stop what you are doing immediately, and hurry to the small conference room on the eighth floor of the city government." ”

Wen Jun exclaimed, "Grandpa, what happened?" ”

"I'll know when I come here, I can't say a word or two on the phone." After Zhou Wuji said these words, he hung up the phone directly.

Seeing Wen Jun's blank face, Zhou Xiaolei sat in the driver's seat of the police car, held the steering wheel, and asked with a pair of big watery eyes: "Xiaojun, what happened?" ”

Wen Jun shook the iphone6 in his hand and said, "Your grandfather called and asked me to go to the small conference room of the city government immediately." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and get in the car." Zhou Xiaolei rolled her eyes at him, and then hooked her finger at Ma Ming in the distance. When Ma Ming approached her, she said with a sideways face, "Ma Ming, you and your brothers will escort this suspect back to the criminal police team first, and you must take strict care of it, if something goes wrong, you are the only one who asks." ”

Your sister's! Didn't you look at the yellow calendar when you went out today, why did you let me run into all the unlucky things? Even if he was reluctant in his heart, Ma Ming didn't dare to show it, his lewd face shrank into the collar and said, "Team Zhou, don't worry, just like a goose, what else can he go wrong?" ”

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." Wen Jun was in the co-pilot's seat and kindly reminded, "Ma Ming, '10." The murderer of the 18 Door Destruction Case has not yet appeared! ”

“10。 The murderer of the "18 Door Killing Case"? Ma Ming muttered in his heart, does he have anything to do with this matter? Until now, his head was still a bucket of paste, and Team Zhou mobilized the crowd early in the morning to transfer them here.

At this time, Zhou Xiaolei's police car had already driven ten meters away.

Murong Pei looked at Wen Jun who was drifting away, and an inexplicable panic surged in his heart, the old man who entrusted the "Jishan Travel Map" to himself for safekeeping did not appear from beginning to end, thinking of the eagle-like ferocious eyes, he hurriedly beckoned Murong to get into the car gently, and quickly leave this place of right and wrong.

At this moment, in the small conference room on the eighth floor of the Sucheng City Government, the representatives of the Liu family, the Xiao family, and the Zhou family of the "Three Great Families" in Sucheng, Liu Kun, Xiao Yumin, and Zhou Wuji were divided into one side.

After some fierce bargaining, the three families still couldn't reach some kind of compromise, and the small space suddenly became quiet, revealing a deathly silence! They all understood that this rare brief lull was a harbinger of even more fierce encounters in the next round.

Liu Kun's mood has slowly calmed down from the initial hot-headed state of being the master, and even has some chagrin. When the Xiao family and the Zhou family respectively notified the Liu family to go to the city government for a meeting, Liu Kun reported the news to the bedridden old fox Yan Yuantao.

Yu Yuantao has been lying on the bed for nearly a month, and his former round face and sturdy body have been tortured by pain to the point that he is no longer human.

When the news of Ji Guodong's unconscious car accident came, Yu Yuantao's heart beat violently a few times. What a disaster! He knew very well that if the Xiao family and the Zhou family knew that their bodies were in trouble, they would definitely take the opportunity to make waves in the political circles of Sioux City.

He looks forward to it sooner rather than later. Looking forward to Liu Gaofeng, he will invite his ancestor Mingde Daoist to come down the mountain to heal himself. However, a month has passed soon, not to mention seeing Daoist Mingde, even Liu Gaofeng's stinky boy has not been heard from.

Ay! Lying on the bed, it is inevitable that Yu Yuantao will not be cranky. Could it be that Daoist Mingde blamed Ah Wei's death on himself, and was unwilling to help? Or did Liu Gaofeng's kid not go to Kunlun Mountain at all, waiting for himself to collapse, so that he could be the head of the Liu family? No matter what the situation is, if the situation continues like this, the Liu family is really going to decline!

Hearing that Liu Kun came to report the meeting of the Xiao family and the Zhou family, the phenomenon of "astral dislocation" in the sky that night resurfaced in front of Yan Yuantao's eyes.

"The sky will be great...... Chaos, the sky ...... The sky will be in chaos......" Yu Yuantao said in a panic, his heart was shocked, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Daddy, Daddy...... What now? Liu Kun gently patted Yu Yuantao's back, and he was in a mess for a while, as if he had lost his backbone.

"Peak...... Feng'er has a ...... Message? Yu Yuantao closed his eyes and asked weakly.

"Dad, what else can you count on him now? This stinky boy, I don't know where to hide in a chic corner? For Liu Gaofeng, Liu Kun is also full of complaints. He secretly slandered to himself, if this stinky boy stood on his side last time, wouldn't the throne of the head of the Liu family already be in his hands?