The alarm at the 8th District Police Station was rapid and piercing.

Most of the people in the police station building are at a loss as to what is happening, and some people think it is a fire alarm, but what can happen to a heavily guarded police station?

In the interrogation room on the fourth floor, Yang Chen listened to the sound of the alarm, sneered, and put the paperclip in his hand that had removed the handcuffs back to the waist of his pants, this thing was one of the bits and pieces he wore all year round, and he hadn't spilled blood for the republic for a long time, which did not mean that he had forgotten all the means to save his life against the enemy.

"You're looking for your own death." Tren Millers, who was kicked and almost turned his back on his back, stared at Yang Chen who was close to him very calmly, his old face distorted by pain, and the smile squeezed out, still revealing the pride of killing and killing.

In the eyes of the old guy, although Yang Chen, who had some means, brought him a lot of shock, but it was only a momentary threat, he didn't mind Yang Chen kicking him a few more times, and he didn't mind Yang Chen making a big fuss at the police station.

Provoke the police.

It's just a dead end.

He didn't believe that an unknown boy could stand up to the Paris police.

"Who lives and who dies, let's wait and see, rest assured, I won't kill you at the moment, after so many years of being a policeman, you should have done a lot of bad things, I will find conclusive evidence first, let you be ruined, and then slowly torture you." Yang Chen said as he walked that when the policeman with a gun outside broke down the door, he happened to walk in front of the old thing, dragged the person up, and blocked the way.

At the door of the interrogation room, more than a dozen policemen raised their guns, shouted at Yang Chen for letting go of the hostages, raised his hands to surrender, Yang Chen's face was fearless, pinched Tren Millers' throat, and moved forward steadily, the policemen retreated again and again, helpless.

"Child, you can't escape, surrender, I will forgive you for what you have done to me." Tren Millers spoke earnestly and sanctimoniously in front of his subordinates.

Really good at acting.

Yang Chen was quite disdainful, took Tren Millers and walked out of the interrogation room, stared at the two policemen who interrogated him, and asked coldly, "Where is the girl you brought back?" ”

"I promise, she's fine, you relax, don't do anything stupid." The policewoman tried to appease Yang Chen.

Yang Chen, who is it, who eats this, pinched the hand of Tren Millers and tightened it suddenly, Tren Millers's face instantly turned red, and he stuck out his tongue and retched, but he couldn't vomit anything, almost suffocating.

The people who intercepted Yang Chen panicked, the chief of the Paris police department had a heart attack and was hospitalized, and as the deputy director, Terren Millers was the supreme commander of the Paris police, and their big boss had an accident under his nose, and no one could afford to be responsible.

"Due to the seriousness of the case, we have handed her over to the people of the General Bureau, and the General Administration is directly responsible for this kidnapping case, please cooperate with our police to investigate the case, excesses can only bring you harm." In order to temporarily appease Yang Chen, the policewoman told the truth and tried her best to persuade Yang Chen.

In a society where the weak eat the strong, Yang Chen never believed in the of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, and if he let others be narrow, he will either become a dead ghost or a poor ghost.

What kind of Buddha is it!

"Bring her to me, and if you say a word, I'll scrap her parts until she dies." Yang Chen looked at the more and more policemen gathered in the corridor, heroic and domineering.

"Please calm down," the bald Eighth District Police Chief had just said half a sentence when the pretending to be calm Tren Millers suddenly screamed, his heart rending and his whole body trembling like chaff.

Yang Chen's idle hand poked at the acupuncture point where the pain nerves in Trenmillers' back were more concentrated, which was also one of the thirty-six dead points in the human body.

"Bring someone here." The bald sub-chief ordered his subordinates in a panic, and Nalan Tongtong, who was almost sent away, soon appeared in front of Yang Chen.

"Husband, you" Nalan Tongtong was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"It's dangerous here, we need to get out of here." Yang Chen stared at Nalan Tongtong and said, Nalan Tongtong was stunned, looking around at the police around her in surprise, although she didn't understand what was going on, but she only believed in her own man and wanted to get close to Yang Chen, but several policemen stopped her and didn't let her move.

A few people's assertions were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, and the corners of Yang Chen's mouth outlined a bloodthirsty sneer, and he did not hesitate to remove Trenmillers' shoulder joint.

The terrible howl resounded through the corridors filled with police, and it pulled people's hearts.

Tren Millers almost fainted in pain, no one dared to stop Nalan Tongtong anymore, Nalan Tongtong ran to Yang Chen's side, got out of the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's mouth, but she was not as scared as facing the kidnappers alone, her man was by her side, and she was steady.

Yang Chen held Tren Millers hostage, protected Nalan Tongtong, and moved forward steadily, a large number of policemen retreated with solemn expressions, no one acted rashly, and watched Yang Chen walk out of the corridor, enter the elevator room, and take the elevator downstairs.

The elevator arrived on the first floor, in the hall on the first floor, a large area of heavy special police officers were waiting for the black press, and snipers were arranged at the highest point outside the building, and the Paris police senior management had issued an order to find an opportunity to kill Yang Chen, but after Yang Chen twisted off two fingers of Terren Millers, all the police layouts were empty.

All SWAT and Sniper have been removed.

Top agent, top killer, top soldier, kidnapper, equally top, Yang Chen took Tren Millers hostage to a police car, carried Nalan Tongtong, and rushed out of the Eighth District Police Station.

Embassy in France.

Yang Chen's destination.

"Husband, where are we going?" Nalan Tongtong asked Yang Chen, and the rapid sirens from all directions made her nervous.

Yang Chen said: "The embassy, for now, only there is safe. ”

"The police station is not safe?" Nalan Tongtong was puzzled, the police of the 8th District Police Station were quite kind to her before, and helped her contact her father in London.

"This is the head of the Paris police, and the mastermind behind the kidnapping of you, do you say the police station is safe?" Yang Chen smiled and teasedly pointed at Terren Millers, who had fallen into a coma in the back seat of the car.

Nalan Tongtong suddenly realized, and immediately asked worriedly: "Send me to the embassy, what will you do?" ”

"Your husband's identity is really special, and he can't also go to the embassy, don't worry, it's a piece of cake to deal with a few policemen." Yang Chen said it very easily.

Nalan Tongtong, who is not a three-year-old child who is not easy to be fooled, knows very well that his man is on the opposite side of all the police in Paris at this time, and he is in danger.

"Husband, me" Nalan Tongtong's beautiful eyes full of apology and tears sparkled, if she hadn't proposed to come to Paris, how could this bad thing happen.

"Don't think about it, it's all for me." Yang Chen gently rubbed Xiao Nizi's face, reminded her to fasten her seat belt and sit firmly, and then her hands and feet cooperated perfectly, and after a series of dazzling trampling and gear shifts, she threw off the dozens of police cars that were chasing and blocking, and rushed into George V Street, where the embassy was located.

Hundreds of meters away, bright red flags fluttered in the wind, and when they arrived at the embassy gate, seven or eight policemen hurriedly unfurled two car-blocking nail belts, and there were reflection points of sniper rifle scopes at several of the highest points nearby.

"Sit tight and hold on"

Yang Chen squinted, and after telling Nalan Tongtong, he stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the police car was like a crazy beast.