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", or search on Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] It didn't take long for Fan Wuxian to arrive at the place, and the head of the Shanghai Ministry of Security was waiting for him in an office temporarily requisitioned from the police station.

There were a lot of people coming and going along the way, but no one paid attention to Fan Wuxi's arrival, they seemed to have their own things, so Fan Wuxian asked the doorman and got the information he needed.

Walking through the open field and lawn in front of the building, and the two fountains that were most common in the nineties, Fan entered the office building only to be stopped by a policeman sitting at the door.

"What? You can't trespass here. The policeman said to Fan Wuxi, and pointed to the banner posted on the wall on the side, which said that the office is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

Fan Wuxian didn't talk nonsense, but just handed him the blue pass that he asked for from the Ministry of Security last night.

As soon as the policeman saw Fan Wuxi's ID, he immediately straightened up, stood up, saluted Fan Wuxi, and then said,

"Leaders, please come in, those leaders are on the fourth floor now." The policeman who guarded the door was an expert, and when he saw this kind of certificate, he knew what the details of the person who came, so he quickly pointed out to him where he should go and find his companions.

It's just that he also ignored one point, Fan Wuxi, a member of the Ministry of Security, is fake, and the documents are also forced to come with others, and his original intention is just to make it convenient when driving, and it can replace the driver's license Fan Wuxian hurriedly walked upstairs, only to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and found that a person rolled down the stairs and almost hit him.

\\\\\ Fan Wuxian couldn't help but twist his body and jump to the side, looking at the police officer who rolled down from the stairs with some surprise, and shouted without hesitation,

"Holy! Is it fashionable to roll down stairs now? "Anyway, that person was blocked by Fan Wuxian with his leg.

stopped the decline, raised his head and glanced at Fan Wuxian, and said with some difficulty.

"There's a ---- on it" is not finished. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell limply to the ground.

What's on it? Fan Wuxi suddenly froze and looked up. I didn't find anything, and when I looked at him again, he was already unconscious, and the police uniform behind him was also torn, as if he had been cut with a knife.

"Killing---- killing----" Fan Wuxian immediately gathered his hands in Dragon City and shouted loudly.

The people downstairs suddenly heard it, ran over to take a look, and immediately exclaimed.

"Officer Song, are you like this?! Oh, my God! Why is there blood all over your body?! Then a few more policemen ran over, and Fan Wuxian said to them,

"This man rolled down the stairs just now, saying that there was something on it---- but he fainted before he could finish speaking----"

"Leave one and call an ambulance. The rest of us will go up and take a look! A captain-like policeman immediately commanded, and then a dozen or so people rushed forward in a swarm.

Fan Wuxian has been making mistakes recently, and people have become much more cautious, today's things are very weird, police officers can be seriously injured in the police station, God knows what the reason is?

Could it be that the murderer attacked the police station with a ferocious attack? So Fan Wuxian shrank his head and followed behind the policemen, watching them rush up to the second floor shouting, but everyone found that the blood was flowing down from above, so they continued to kill the third floor.

When you get here, you find the problem. In each office, the locals were blocked by a young man holding a large watermelon knife more than two feet long and couldn't escape.

The ground had been cut down by three or four people, and some of the ground was motionless. Some are still screaming. The people who rushed up were also a little dumbfounded, they didn't have any sharp weapons in their hands, if they rushed up with their bare hands, it was estimated that they would be cut over, so everyone shouted loudly behind,

"Wu that thief, why don't you hurry up and put down the murder weapon in your hand!?" Of course, this sentence is a bit literary, in fact, what they are shouting is,

"Boy, put your knife down, or we'll shoot!" Everyone's hands were on their waists, as if they were about to draw their guns at any time, a typical bluff in the middle of a strong outside.

The young man with the machete looked back at them, ignored them, and continued to slash at the people in the office with the knife.

One of the wounded policemen on the ground cried out,

"You guys should hurry up and shoot!" Damn, we need you to teach us?! The few people who rushed up were also full of resentment, and said that if we had a gun, we would have killed that girl a long time ago, and we still need your orders?

！ The guy took a machete, who is not afraid? This is also to blame that the quality of these policemen in the building is too low, not that their cultural quality is low, but that most of the policemen who sit in the office are related households, either the third aunt and six aunts of the director, or the nephew and brother-in-law of the leader, and they control the power of various departments in the bureau in their hands.

First novel 520 Therefore, among these people, few of them have had systematic police training, and their physical fitness is naturally a poor mess, and they are panting when they climb the stairs, not to mention fighting and killing, they are not as good as the police at the grassroots level, whether they are fighting criminals or practicing stall vendors, they are all real kung fu.

Three or five people may not be able to cope with it, but if it is one-on-one, it still can't suffer much loss. As he spoke, the young man with a machete rushed to the printing room, and there was a sudden screaming inside, Fan Wuxian looked at it, probably there were some young and beautiful police flowers in the printing room, and he was frightened by this young man with a machete.

The machete young man didn't have a pity for the jade at all, picked up the machete and rushed up, at this time Fan Wuxian was a little overwhelmed, anyway, the other party was a person, so he rushed forward with an arrow and stretched out his hand to grab the knife.

However, the young man was also very alert, his body twisted, and his backhand was slashed back, and a cold light cut down towards Fan Wuxi's palm, if it hit, Fan Wuxi's fingers would be broken at the root.

The police flowers in the printing room are very conscientious. The first novel 520 shouted loudly to Fan Wuxi,

"Be careful!" Of course, Fan Wuxi's strength is very strong, and there is no problem at all in dealing with such a young man.

At this time, I saw that everyone looked scared. I saved my mind to show off, imagining that there is a headline like a young maniac fighting for a young maniac and saving the police, whether it is on the headlines of the entertainment section or the headlines of the news section.

are all extremely eye-catching, so he deliberately slowed down his movements, and posed in thrilling shapes with the chopping movements of the machete youth.

I saw that the policemen next to me were screaming, wanting to rush up but not having the ability, looking at it and feeling thrilling, it was really thrilling!

However, Fan Wuxian also knew that he couldn't be too involved in acting, so he made a few moves. In a flash, he circled behind the machete youth, and a slashing motion on the back of his neck ended the battle.

Before the machete boy fell to the ground, the onlookers rushed up, and four or five people pounced on him and pressed him down.

Hurriedly uncuffed the handcuffs from his body, and handcuffed the young man to a strong knot.

"Catch you, kid!" Look at their smug looks, as if they really caught this man.

Fan Wuxi smiled, clapped his hands, waved his hand to the police flowers, and then turned around and left, sure enough, someone immediately grabbed him, but it was a chubby-looking police officer, Fan Wuxi glanced at it.

I found that there were the most stars on his shoulders. This is clearly a leader.

"Comrade, thanks to you!" The leader thanked with a handful of snot and tears.

"Huh. It's okay, it's all family. Fan Wuxian said with a smile. The leader was a little surprised, and said in his heart, is this also a policeman in our bureau?

Plainclothes? The policeman who had seen Fan Wuxian downstairs just now immediately ran over and whispered something in his ear, and the leader immediately said two words, and then took Fan Wuxian's hand very affectionately and said,

"It turned out to be a comrade from the Ministry of Security, it's really hard for you!" Looking at the injured people lying on the ground, the leader felt a little embarrassed, so he said,

"The upstairs are full of civilian staff, who are usually busy with work and lack of training. This time there is such a serious matter, we must seriously implement the sentence of strong internal quality, life is at stake! ”

"That's ----" Fan Wuxian smiled slightly,

"At the critical moment, you have to rely on yourself."

"Hero, drink a glass of water." A police flower with a ponytail ran over and handed Fan Wuxian a glass of water.

Oh, that's a good way! Fan Wuxian took the water cup, took a sip, and was about to ask the people from the security department in that office, when he saw two of them running over, probably hearing the movement here, and wanted to come over to see what was going on, but found that there was a police officer lying here, bleeding a lot.

"Mr. Fan, you're here too! Everyone is waiting for you! A young man said to Fan Wuxian.

Fan Wuxian nodded, said a word to the leader, and then returned the water cup to the police flower with a ponytail, and followed the young man up to the fourth floor.

When handing over the glass of water, the little girl scratched the palm of Fan Wuxi's hand with her fingernails without a trace, and then threw him a wink, which made Fan Wuxi's heart feel a little weird.

Maybe there are too few people in the police force who can fight, and the little girl's desire for the heroic Prince Charming is too strong?

Fan Wuxian shook his head, feeling a little funny in his heart. followed the young man up to the fourth floor, and walked to a room with the words "Inspector's Office", where the important members of the Shanghai Branch of the Ministry of Security were concentrated, and when they saw Fan Wuxian coming, the middle-aged man said to him,

"Mr. Fan, you can be regarded as here, do you recognize this person first?" With that, he handed him a photo.

There are only a few hours left in this month, and those who haven't voted for the monthly ticket should hurry up, and after today, it will be a waste.

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