readx; Hearing the voice, the young man in black, who had always been high up and didn't like to be taken care of, went to get off his sunglasses. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info under the sunglasses is a pair of cold eagle eyes, a pair of eyes that seem to be able to penetrate people's secrets.

These eyes were falling on a young police officer behind Yang Weiguo at this time, and that police officer was none other than Zhang Jun.

But just by a glance, the young man in black withdrew his gaze, originally thinking that he would meet an old friend in this small city. Unexpectedly, he was just a young police officer with a beautiful face, and it was not the first time he had experienced such an occasion. After a person becomes famous, there will always be more or less admirers, and I think this young man should be one of his admirers.

He is a martial arts master, not one of those stars, and he needs to give face to his fans, and he generally disdains such admirers.

Seeing that Master Wu didn't take care of himself, Zhang Jun's face was a little hot, and being so embarrassed in front of so many leaders made this young police officer a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Yang Weiguo's face was also very unsightly, the so-called dog beating also depends on the owner, and it is still on his territory. Although Zhang Jun has been unpopular with the last incident, he is his own subordinate after all. Now that he is so faceless, he doesn't need to be slapped on the left cheek, but also stretches out his right cheek to beat someone.

"Oh? It turned out to be a martial master, and I don't know what to do this time. ”

The office director, who had been smiling, saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and hurriedly came out to play a round and said, "Haha, it's windy outside, go in and talk." ”

"Hmph~ No need." As a young martial arts master, Wu Santong has his own arrogance, and feeling Yang Weiguo's dissatisfied tone, his face also sank, "I received a report from here last night, saying that it is suspected that a martial artist committed a crime?" ”

"This martial master is the leader of the special operations team of the Special Provincial Special Operations Group, and he is in charge of investigating the case this time." As soon as Wu San's call fell, Zhou Keshui hurriedly added.

Yang Weiguo was originally going to make a difficulty, but after hearing the identity of Wu Santong, he could only suppress his anger. The pressure of the three headless female corpse cases is too great, and now that someone has come to resist him, he naturally can't be offended.

But come out and mix, well, it's true that it's the same thing, isn't it also mixed ******. After listening to the purpose of the comer, he said to Zhang Hai behind him, "Lao Zhang, you should cooperate with the work of the superior leaders." With a wave of his hand, he continued, "This martial master is eager to handle the case, so we won't bother." After speaking, he led a group of people back.

"Zhang Hai, tell me more about the situation last night and the ins and outs of this case." Wu Santong's tone was still so blunt and cold.

"This matter started half a month ago. ~~" The old criminal policeman Zhang Hai was obviously adaptable to Wu Santong's coldness, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he stood at the gate and began to tell.

Zhang Hai in the narration did not notice that the two young men stopped for dozens of seconds as they passed by them. In the end, one of the young men was really a little uneasy, so he pulled a companion and left.

"Brother Li, yesterday's incident was really an accident, you must help me say good things in front of Tao Shao in a while!" After the two youths got into a Santana, one of them pleaded with a sad face.

It wasn't Zhang Qing who was crying with a sad face, he was already ready to stay in the bureau for a while. didn't expect that someone would come to bail him, but when he saw the person who bailed him. His face was even more ugly, and if he could, he would rather the big guys forget about themselves, and he would rather stay in a cell for ten or eight years than be brought back.

"Don't worry, I will help you intercede in front of Tao Shao." After the young man driving heard Zhang Qing's words, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you, Brother Li." Hearing this, Zhang Qing suddenly smiled, quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and gave it to the young man who was driving.

But the next moment, Zhang Qing found out that something was wrong, and said with some doubts, "Brother Li, this doesn't seem to be the way back to Red Star!" Looking out the window, rows of dense trees were moving rapidly backwards, and the car was driving to the outskirts without realizing it.

"Who said we were going back to Red Star?" During the conversation, a hideous smile appeared on the face of the young man driving. At this time, a truck happened to come from the opposite side.

Seeing the truck coming, the young man's eyes became fanatical, and the accelerator under his feet was instantly sealed to the top, and then he only heard a loud 'bang~', and the two cars crashed together.

Santana was knocked to pieces on the spot, and the two people inside were naturally dead and couldn't die anymore.

At the same time, the Red Star KTV, which is dozens of kilometers away, is in a private room. It was still the handsome young man who led him, after seeing the straw man on the table burned to ashes. There was a sneer on his face: "Waste with less success than failure." With that, he swept all the things on the table into the trash can, got up and walked outside the private room.

"Brother Zhang, what now?" Seeing that Li Tao swept all the things into the trash, he hurriedly handed over a cigarette to the young man in the lead.

"It's too late, and if it's soft, it's hard to come. Let Lao Tzu take someone to stop the construction site of the pharmaceutical company in the southern district, no matter what method is used, delay it until the early morning of the day after tomorrow, and we will go over now. ”

What the two didn't notice was that under the table in front of them, a bugging device had teleported their conversation thousands of miles away.

And the one who eavesdropped on their conversation was an old man, although he was an old man, but from him there was a strong coercion, the kind of coercion that could only be found in a high position for a long time. At this time, he was holding a pocket watch, which was opened, and inside was an old photograph. Although the photo is old, it is not difficult to see the beautiful face of the woman in the photo.

"Originally, I thought that as long as I broke away from the Wang family, I could escape that curse, but it didn't seem as simple as I thought. Now, I can only fight for it. Lotus, you must bless our woman in the spirit of heaven. As he spoke, the old man's originally resolute face did not know when a line of tears had been hung.

As one of the few people standing at the pinnacle of power, there are few things that can move this old man, but whenever he thinks of that woman. Whenever I think of everything that woman has done for herself, whenever I think of what that woman told him before she died. The man has tears and does not flick, but that woman is a pain in his life.

"Chief, take care of yourself."

Behind the old man was a middle-aged officer, although the old man had his back to him, but after following the old man for so many years, he could still feel the deep sadness of the chief.

"Zhihua, this is her only chance, you must do your best to help her." The old man turned around, and at such times the old man would give his decision in an extremely serious tone. But at this time, there was a hint of pleading in his tone, and this order was not issued in the capacity of the chief, but the plea of a father.

"Miss also grew up watching me, even if I die, I will help Miss break that curse."

"Go ahead!" The old man patted the middle-aged officer on the shoulder, as if he had exhausted his last strength, and returned to the stool with his eyes slightly closed.

"Smack~" A very standard military salute, the middle-aged officer's eyes were full of determination, and he didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the room.