"Okay, we're going to the police station again." Zhang Yaqi rolled her eyes sharply.

If something so big happens, where can they go? Unless you stay outside, you will inevitably be found by the police as soon as you enter the hotel. When the time comes, it will be inevitable to ask again. Since childhood, Zhang Yaqi has not liked the police. After being asked away by the police at school, she disliked the police even more, let alone the police station.

"An, I have acquaintances, don't worry I won't go to the police station." Mu Feng naturally knew Zhang Yaqi's worries.

"Do you have acquaintances?" Zhang Yaqi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Yes, it's strange if you don't know anyone." ”

In the distance, a platoon of policemen rushed over, led by the chief Pierre. This hotel, the most noble hotel in Paris, was opened by the old Duke James. In this hotel, there are suites rented by nobles all year round. This accident naturally made his ass sit unsteadily.

"Let's go, my acquaintance is here." Mu Feng walked over with a smile.

Zhang Yaqi and Liu Chang glanced at each other and followed, they knew that Mu Feng would not be casually targeted.

……

“701？” Pierre breathed a sigh of relief, he remembered the number of the suites that the nobles rented all year round. Hearing that it was not the suite of the nobles, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Nima, I'm so hot, I've worked hard to get here, it's okay, it's okay." By the way, give me a copy of the information of the 701 residents. ”

As he spoke, he took a bottle of cold mineral water and poured it up.

"Yes, Director, yes...... Well, an Oriental named 'Mufeng'. The manager took a closer look and said.

Wood wind?

"Poof!"

Pierre's eyes widened, and a mouthful of mineral water squirted out, coincidentally, just in the manager's face.

"What, you, you...... Who are you talking about, Mu Feng, is it a young man, less than 20 years old? Pierre took the information and looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he broke out in a cold sweat......

The manager has changed from the initial innocent to nervous and cautious. Because looking at Pierre's expression, it seems that the important Cheng dù of this 'wood wind' is even more ...... than those nobles

Damn, it's not going to be a big deal, is it?

Almighty Jesus God, bless that Mufeng in peace! But...... Looking at the way it was fried, I'm afraid it's no fun, right? Also, the minced meat in that place, vomiting ...... Could it be?

The more Pierre looked at it, the colder his heart became, his legs were weak, and he almost fell, but fortunately, the police behind him were sharp-eyed and stopped in time.

"This, this...... This corpse, no...... Wouldn't it be Mr. Mu...... Right? Mr. Mu, you died so miserably. I...... I, Pierre, swore that I would catch the murderer and whip him to the corpse, whip the corpse, whip the corpse, whip the corpse...... Whip - corpse again! ”

"Director, the murderer caught is alive! There's no way to whip the corpse ......," the police officer prompted.

Pierre was furious, and his backhand was a slap: "P, he has to die sooner or later, NND, Lao Tzu killed him with his own hands!" ”

The manager is already dumbfounded, it's over, it seems that this wooden wind is really not small, his future, this is the end!

"Ahem, why Pierre I'm not dead yet, are you cursing me like that?"

A voice burst out from behind him, and Pierre's body shuddered from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He turned around sharply and looked carefully: "Mr. Mu...... You're not dead yet, great, great! ”

As he spoke, he was about to pounce.

"Stop, I'm not used to hugging men!" Mu Feng lifted his foot and stared at Pierre's stomach.

The manager looked at Mu Feng and patted his chest slightly, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

"Ahem!" Pierre took an embarrassed step back, "That Mr. Mu, since you're okay, then ...... Inside that's? ”

"The person who wanted to kill me was thrown in by me and blew himself up." Mu Feng said simply.

"Oh!"

Pierre let out a long oh, and though he didn't know what it was, he could almost conceive of it. I have long known that Mr. Mu is not an ordinary person, how could he be killed by a bomb? Not to mention anything else, just finger hypnosis, hypnotizing people all at once, it's like the walking dead. Drop the bomb next to it, that's not a dead one.

"Pierre, as for whoever wants to kill me, I'm sorry for you!"

"Where, where, to do things for Mr. Mu, that's my obligation." Pierre nodded hurriedly, "You guys, hurry up and go in and gather some information that you can use." ”

"Yes, Director!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, which had been blown up in a mess, Mu Feng had some doubts in his heart. It happened so quickly that he didn't think about it that much, he just wanted to kill him, so much so that he forgot to search his memory. He had just arrived in Paris, and he was supposed to have no enemies. Those 'people' are trying to target him, but they will never make such a low-level mistake. Not to mention bombs, even if nuclear-weapon comes, it will not play a role.

The only explanation, the person who came this time, did not know his identity at all.

Could it be those people-mouth-traffickers?

They are the only ones who seem to have a grudge against him. With the abilities of those guys, I believe that it will not be difficult to find his residence at all. Moreover, there were people who intercepted ambulances at all three intersections at that time. Piriman only grabbed one of the paths, and the remaining two were let go by Mu Feng. I thought those guys didn't have to worry about it, but I didn't think that they would give him this hand?

Damn, if it is verified to be true, it will be washed in blood, and no one will be left.

"Director, found this." The officers pulled out and handed over something, "There is no valid information other than this." ”

"This?" Pierre's eyes opened, and he pulled Mu Feng to the side, "Okay, you guys hurry up and clean up the scene." ”

Then he said in a very small voice: "Mr. Mu, why do you have anything to do with these people?" ”

"Who?"

"Joan of Arc!"

"Joan-Tak?" Mu Feng was slightly stunned, "It's about chastity?" I remember that you in the West seem to have a 'first-night right' or something, right? ”

"Ahem!" Pierre's face was embarrassed, "Mr. Mu, it's not that, it's ...... Joan of Arc, the pride of the French people, Lady Liberty! ”

"Oh, it's her?"

Joan of Arc, he knew that.

Joan of Arc was a French military strategist, a Catholic saint, and the goddess of liberty in the hearts of the French people. Regarded as a national hero by the French, she is also the only girl in history who can command the national army and achieve victory at the age of 17.

It's remarkable, so to speak!

During the Hundred Years' War of the Eagle Army, she led the French army against the invasion of the Eagle Army, supported the coronation of Charles VII, and made a great contribution to the victory of France. He was captured by the Duchy of Burgundy, and soon bought by the English for a large sum of money, and was framed as a heretic and a witch by the Inquisition under the accusations of the English authorities, and sentenced to be burned at the stake.

He was only nineteen years old.

He had been traveling in Europe for several years, but he had never heard of any 'chastity-virtue society', so naturally he had no conflict with them!

PS: It's going to be idle tomorrow, hoho.