(PS: I don't know much about the National Guard, and I don't even know if there is such a department, but the plot needs it, so, uh-huh~ You know.) ）

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"If a man treats me with courtesy, I should return it with courtesy." Being pushed, Gu Changge's body did not retreat by half a minute, and his mouth was reading the Chinese that made the punk on the opposite side puzzled, and the hand hanging on his side was raised, and the vertical palm was facing the punk's face, and the wind and clouds gradually rose under the pupils behind the palm.

In South Korea, being pointed at the nose is an act that makes people feel insulted.

And now the little thug who was facing the bridge of his nose by Gu Changge was angry at the moment, and he stretched out his hand to slap the pretending young man in front of him. "Damn, are you a bastard from the mountains? Has no one taught you how to speak? When he raised his hand, he cursed uncleanly.

Gu Changge couldn't understand his words, but he could understand the other party's movements.

The palm of the hand fell, like a knife.

"Click."

The thug's raised hand was retracted, and together with his other hand, he covered his nose and bent down, his body trembling in pain, scarlet blood seeping out of his fingers, and the screams that trembled with his breathless intake aroused the ferocity of his companions behind him.

When did they experience this kind of bird breath when they could walk sideways on the streets of Myeongdong? As soon as they interrogated others twice, they were directly beaten with blood on their faces, how could they bear it.

One by one, with a full face of anger, they took out the blades, daggers and other sharp weapons they carried with them from the hem of the jacket on their upper body, waved them, and rushed directly towards Gu Changge, who was still and motionless.

"Damn, hack him!"

"Stinky boy, I'll let you know what pain is today!"

"How tired you are of how dare you hit someone?"

"If you are allowed to stand on this street today, we brothers will not have to mix up!"

"If anyone sins against me, I will kill him!"

Gu Changge's eyes were full of cold light.

On the streets of Myeongdong, there were eight more corpses, and they sealed their throats with one blow.

Throwing the dagger in his hand that was constantly dripping blood on the corpse lying at his feet, Gu Changge smiled, "This dagger, return it to you." Vulgar things kill vulgar people, and they are not buried. ”

Reaching out and caressing the long cloth bag behind him, Gu Changge said again: "Don't get excited, your opponent is Ye Qingyao." ”

In Shura's hell, he muttered to himself.

Ghosts and gods are frightened, let alone mortals on the streets?

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The siren of "Woo Wow Wow" sounded on the streets of Myeongdong, attracting many people's attention, and also brought a shocking piece of news.

"Someone killed eight people in the street!"

This news spread like a wave of water, affecting the entire bustling commercial street.

And the news that the "murderer is missing" from others made everyone even more panicked, and no one knew if the murderer would hide somewhere and continue to look for the target. After all, in the history of South Korea, this is the first time that such a murderous incident has happened on the street, how can any person with a normal mind be so ruthless?

Eight lives, not eight chickens, kill them if you say kill?

No one wants to be the next chicken, life is good, and if you can, you can hide.

The original hustle and bustle of Myeongdong Street gradually fell silent, and the hurried pedestrians walked towards the main intersection, but the blocked streets blocked the way of these hurried citizens.

The policemen outside the cordon wiped the sweat from their heads and repeated the phrase over and over again: "Please cooperate with our inspection!" ”

In normal times, there are very few people who are willing to cooperate with this kind of inspection. But now that the streets of Myeongdong have become synonymous with danger, everyone is eager to leave early. Therefore, in front of these policemen, there are countless hands holding documents.

One by two, they scrambled to be the first, hoping to be checked out sooner and get out.

"Mr. Policeman, please take a look at my ID!"

"We're just ordinary citizens, please let us go quickly!"

"Mr. Policeman, you are putting us in danger by doing this, this is not legal!!"

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Panic, accusations.

The list goes on and on.

In this regard, these police officers are also quite a headache, and the blockade of the streets of Myeongdong is really a bit of a big problem, not to mention what impact the dissatisfaction of Seoul local citizens will have on their system, and the social status of foreign tourists alone is enough for them to drink a pot.

It's just that it is impossible for them to break the blockade, because now the thirteen corpses are still lying behind their cordon in white cloths, and no one can ignore the faint smell of blood in the air. And if the blockade is released and the murderer escapes from the chaos, and then commits the crime outside, then the matter will not be as easy to solve as it is now.

“bang！”

A gunshot drowned out all the noise at the intersection, and the citizens of Seoul, who were already a little uneasy, were frightened when they heard the gunshot.

The sudden increase in pressure almost made it impossible for those police officers to guard the cordon behind them.

Seeing that the warning had no effect, the captain of the criminal police who fired the warning gun picked up the bullhorn, fired another shot into the sky, and then shouted at the crowd: "Everyone squat down for me!" Don't move with your head in your hands! With that, he fired another shot into the air.

Three gunshots, combined with words, finally had the desired effect and brought the riot to a halt. The citizens on the street squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands one by one, compared to the previous noise, the sudden silence of the scene made people feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

"Give me a good look at them! Whoever disturbs us in the execution of our mission again will be taken away as an accomplice to the murderer! The largest captain of the scene shouted to the front row of police officers, then glanced at the group of people who were in a commotion again because of his words, and led his subordinates to pull up a cordon and walk towards the scene of the crime.

On the way, the captain asked the police officer next to him in a low voice, "When will the people above arrive?" ”

"It's already on the way, and it's said that the National Guard has also sent people to support!" The police officer next to him replied quickly, and it seemed that he had been prepared.

National Guard? The captain frowned, but still didn't say anything after all.

This team, which bears the title of national but does not do anything practical, and likes to dictate to their police department, really makes many South Korean police officers resentful. Fighting to the death and others on the front line of confrontation with prisoners, putting their lives under the guns or knives of prisoners, if Shun Lì succeeds, it is fine, if it fails, it will be hyped by the media as "incompetent".

How can this not be angry?

Far from it, take the night of April 28th. In the face of the 300 bikers and the police department, which seemed to be a little overstretched, except for the lonely battle, only the ICPO people were left to do weak support on the side.

And even though the attitude of the ICPO people is still high, it is much better than the National Guard, who are only in the Blue House.

It is true that the Blue House is the core of South Korean politics, but does it need the entire National Guard with nearly 10,000 living forces to guard it at all times?

If this is the case, then the people in the Blue House are probably not worried about foreign enemies, right? (To be continued.) )