At the emergency meeting held by the city bureau, Li Changhe beat Nan Feng with a combination of punches, and Nan Feng was no longer responsible for assisting the Taiyuan police in handling the case, and Nan Feng was responsible for the punishment for tonight's missing gun.

"Tang Hu and Tang Biao attacked the police and grabbed more guns, don't you turn a blind eye, Li Ju, you are a policeman, you know the law and break the law." Nan Feng erupted, slapped the table and glared at Li Changhe, fearless.

People should always persevere.

It is not a trend of inflammation without a bottom line.

After so many years in the mixed system, Nan Feng has also bent his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, but he has a clear and insurmountable red line in his heart, which is the principle of being a man and the bottom line of being a policeman.

"Tang Hu sent someone to send all the guns he seized, there were a lot of bullets, and the people who attacked the police all took the initiative to turn themselves in, what else do you want me to do? Shoot someone on the spot? Li Changhe asked rhetorically without anger, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the angry Nan Feng.

Nan Feng frowned, and then sneered, who can Tang Biao and Tang Hu fool with this little trick? He stared at Li Changhe and smiled contemptuously: "Embarrassed, you are still worthy of being the director of public security?" ”

"Nan Feng, be careful when you speak!" Another deputy director scolded Nan Feng.

Nan Feng only glanced contemptuously at the person who spoke out of the corner of his eye, the villain who made the rudder climb up by patting the horse's ass, was not worthy of his wasted tongue.

"Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore, people are doing it, the sky is watching, so let's do it." As he spoke, Nan Feng took out his documents and gun, threw them on the conference table, turned around and left.

At the oval conference table, some people were surprised, some people laughed, some people secretly admired, and some people remained silent, Li Changhe stared at Nan Feng's back with a complicated expression.

He, once convinced that he will always be a good policeman, worthy of heaven and earth, after being transferred to Xijing, he deviated from the direction step by step, and some things had to be done, why not feel painful and self-blamed, worried and sad, afraid of falling deeper and deeper, but unable to extricate himself, he has long been Wang Yiming's chess piece on the chessboard.

To put it bluntly, selfishness is too heavy.

If you have the courage to break through the cauldron and sink the boat, why should you be controlled by others.

"Bureau Li, Nan Feng is too disagreeable, unorganized and undisciplined, you have to rectify it ruthlessly." The posture of the guy who is good at slapping on the back made many participants disdain and disgusted, and they were ashamed to be together.

"Let him go, everyone has their own aspirations." Li Changhe said lightly, he didn't look at the guy who was good at patting horses, and climbed to his side, the beautiful patting of the horse and the perfect flattery did not have any effect, but only made him disgusted and wary.

The meeting broke up.

Nan Feng walked out of the building, walked down more than a dozen steps, looked back at the magnificent public security bureau building behind him and the police badge hanging above the main entrance, nostalgia, helplessness, and pain intertwined his eyes, took a long breath, lit a cigarette, and did not regret the choice just now.

No matter how you do it, it will not be perfect, just have a clear conscience.

Nan Feng exhaled a puff of smoke, as if he spit out all the turbidity and resentment that had accumulated in his heart for two years, and walked freely towards his old Suteng car.

At two or three o'clock in the morning, the street was deserted, and I met a drunk girl sitting on the curb on Nanfeng Road driving home, with her back against the street lamp pole, drunk and confused, talking nonsense, probably because of going to a nightclub to play, heavy makeup, revealing clothes, sitting there, the miniskirt only covered half of the buttocks, the beautiful legs of two stockings were exposed, the bottoms were looming, and the collar of the jacket was also springy.

Two men walking together walked past the girl, and after looking back frequently, they turned back, obviously more than just curiosity.

Nan Feng, the old criminal policeman, saw at a glance that the two men were not good birds, parked, pushed the door down, and scolded the two men who wanted to drive the girl up, "What are you doing?!" ”

"We were friends, she drank too much, sent her home."

"You're nosy."

When the two saw Nan Feng's lonely figure, they immediately calmed down and became aggressive.

"Friend, I just saw you walk more than ten meters and come back, not like this girl's friend." Nan Feng's eyes are sharp, he has been a policeman for almost 20 years, and he has naturally accumulated the momentum that Xiao Xiao is afraid of.

"I don't know them, men don't have a good thing, they all want to sleep with me, and they dislike me when they're done, so they all get out." The girl muttered drunkenly.

The two of them were recognized, and immediately revealed that they were thieves, and the burly and sturdy man took out a switchblade and threatened Nan Feng, and if he didn't leave, he would be ready to be knifed.

Nan Feng stepped forward, knocked over the two of them with three fists and two feet, hit 110, and the patrol police car drove over, and the police officers who went out to the police were surprised when they saw the presence of Deputy Director Nan, and they called Director Nan lightly.

Seeing the color, the two wanted to fight upside down, but they didn't expect to encounter hard stubble, and they were depressed and considered unlucky.

Nan Feng said expressionlessly: "In the future, I will no longer be a deputy director." ”

The young policemen who went out to the police looked at each other, and didn't know what to say, Nan Feng personally went back to the police station with them to make a record, and the occasional episode made Nan Feng delay for more than half an hour, he drove back to the community, and at three o'clock in the morning, he used the key to open his own security door, and his face changed suddenly.

The living room was a mess.

Furniture and appliances are either overturned, or smashed.

Nan Feng's heart suddenly rose to his throat, picked up the vase on the shoe cabinet, and cautiously approached the master bedroom, only his wife, who was eight years younger than him, was at home tonight, and his son was attending the summer camp organized by the school, and he was not there.

There was a deliberately suppressed sobbing sound in the master bedroom, Nan Feng gritted his teeth and kicked open the door, there was no stranger in the room, he was relieved, and then found his wife curled up between the bay windowsill and the bed, sobbing on her head, naked and naked.

"Meifeng, what's going on?" Nan Feng rushed to his wife's side and asked anxiously.

Seeing Nan Feng, Nan Feng lifted his wife's long hair, looked at the many bruises and scars on his wife's face and naked, and realized how bad the situation was, and her heart was like a knife, almost suffocating.

Zhang Meifeng is thirty-three years old, eight years younger than Nanfeng, when she got married, colleagues in the bureau jokingly called Nanfeng's old cow eating tender grass, and the two have been married for nine years and have a good relationship.

Because Zhang Meifeng is a dance teacher at Xijing Art School, she deliberately exercises and maintains, and the years have not left too many marks on her, she wears makeup and dresses up, she is still a charming woman who makes most men itch, and she is Nanfeng's lover who is willing to take care of with her life.

"Meifeng, don't be afraid, tell me what's wrong." Nan Feng restrained his heart-rending emotions and asked.

"Tang Biao, Tang Biao is a beast." Zhang Meifeng, who was humiliated, finally confided the key information, and after speaking, she hugged her head with her hands and cried.

The scene she encountered half an hour ago, the lingering nightmare in her life, Tang Biao, who was her husband's colleague, broke into the house and forcibly protected her.

Tang Biao.

Nan Feng gritted his teeth, and his hatred was monstrous.

The beloved woman is the reverse scale of any man.

Nan Feng, who has been working in the public security for many years, thought of calling the police at this moment, and immediately stifled the idea, Tang Biao is Wang Yiming's person, Li Changhe is the object of protection at any cost, it is useless to call the police, it is not good to be bitten by that bastard, slander Meifeng and do everything possible to seduce him.

Nan Feng staggered to his feet, trembling with hatred, revenge, revenge!

Zhang Meifeng, who was in tears, inadvertently raised her head, saw the hideous expression that her husband had never had, panicked, and choked up: "Husband, don't do stupid things." ”

"No, I'll take you to the hospital first." Nan Feng bent down to dress his wife, but anyone could feel that the seeds of hatred had taken root in his heart.

………………………

Tang Biao fled, nowhere to be found, and is being pursued with all his might, this is the explanation given by the Xijing Municipal Bureau to the Taiyuan police, and Taiyuan is helpless.

When the culprit who bought the murderer and caused the car accident and murder can be caught, no one can say for sure, and another person who is eyeing Tang Biao determines that Tang Biao is still in the Crown Hotel through his own means, and Tang Biao is having fun in the gambling hall and bathing center of the Crown Hotel almost every day.

The man called the police anonymously, in vain, as expected.

How to take revenge The bearded man who was extremely haggard squatted outside the Crown Hotel and thought hard, no one recognized him as Nan Feng, who almost became the chief of the Xijing Public Security Bureau.

Nan Feng touched the snakeskin bag beside him, which contained a five-shot shotgun with a sawed short barrel, revenge only depends on himself, once Tang Biao walks out of the hotel, he will not hesitate to rush forward.

In the next few days, he disguised himself as a homeless man, wandering around the Crown Hotel every day, with a heart, the sky does not live up, one morning, Tang Biao actually walked out of the hotel alone, walked to the parking lot, rampant mess, this bastard does have rampant capital, there are people on top of him to protect him, and he is very skilled.

Nan Feng squatted under the tree not far from the parking lot, his bloodshot eyes stared at Tang Biao, and slowly pulled out the shotgun in the dirty bag, he saw the opportunity, and the moment he was about to rush out, a hand was silently put on his shoulder and pressed him.

Discovered?

He was so frightened that he turned his head sharply and turned the muzzle of his gun with all his might, but he did not pull the trigger for a long time, because at some point a man appeared next to him to stop him.

Jody.

The pervert that countless ordinary people strive to look up to.

"By doing this, not only will you not be able to take revenge, but you will also destroy yourself." Yang Chen smoked casually, smiling lightly, what happened to Nan Feng, he knew more detailed, and the city bureau had the eyeliner he had planted.

"So what should I do? Like you, ignore it? Nan Feng, who had given up all kinds of killing, was no longer afraid of Yang Chen's prestige, and he was sarcastic.

He had pinned his hopes on Yang Chen to clean up Tang Hu and Tang Biao, and bring down Li Changhe and even Wang Yiming, but during the time Yang Chen came back, he didn't do anything, and he was very disappointed.

Yang Chen said with a smile: "It will definitely take time to catch them all, and your rash actions may ruin my plan." ”

"All in one?" Nan Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's tonight, so bear with me for now." Yang Chen smiled deeply and flicked off the ashes, what Tang Hu and Tang Biao did, how could this guy ignore it.

"Oh" Nan Feng nodded with a complicated expression, and while no one was paying attention, he put away his shotgun and looked forward to the nightfall.