Why did the crossbow suddenly disappear? Strange, it's still in your hand just now? Unless it's ......

Wen Cheng, who realized the seriousness of the problem, quickened his pace.

"Wait!" The public loser suddenly stopped him and showed a sincere smile, "Wen Cheng, you just ran into the fusion program on the trigger."

It's the first time I've seen such a strong buy and sell, but I always feel that something is wrong......

"It's impossible, teacher, I've used all ten units, how can I put in your crossbow again?"

"Really? Come and show me." Wen Cheng's palm nodded with a smile, "Congratulations to you Wen Cheng, your capacity is already 15!" I didn't expect it to be full!"

Congratulations to the ghost...... It's bad luck.

"Okay...... How much is ......" Wen Cheng lowered his eyelids.

"Hey, hey." The public loser smiled and raised his calloused palms.

"Five hundred?"

The public loser shook his head with a smile.

"Fifty?"

"Five thousand!"

"Teacher, are you losing money again?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I've never won......

Even then, you can't bully students...... Wen Cheng glanced at the old man weakly.

"But teacher, I only brought five hundred ......," Wen Cheng picked up his phone and swiped his finger across the screen with his finger.

"It's okay, it's okay, bring the rest next time, by the way, Wen Cheng, I'll make you some powerful weapons next time."

Don't have a next time...... Wen Chengchao tried to squeeze out a smile at the old man.

It's okay for my sister to use a firecracker, but my brother has taken a weapon that is older than that, and this brother and sister are really a perfect match.

"By the way, the teacher, I didn't bring cash...... Or ......."

"It's okay, it's okay," the old man walked to the desk, took out a few brand-new black boxes from the drawer, patted them, and continued to smile, "Hehe, Wen Cheng, look, I have the POS machine and QR code scanner ready, all banks can use it, and credit cards are also fine."

It seems that the craftsman class is not far from turning into a scam organization.

Wen Cheng closed his eyes in despair, and after paying the money, he suddenly realized a fatal problem.

Actually, that's the thought I've been patient for a long time......

"That, Teacher of the Public Losing Class." Wen Cheng looked at the door and said, "You know...... Why do you keep losing?"

After a long silence.

"I see!" The public loser patted his thigh and asked the boy's back, "Wen Cheng, you say, what do you suggest?"

"Teacher," Wen Cheng turned to him and smiled, "I see that you are from the Lu country, so why don't you change your name to Lu Ban."

Lu Ban came back to his senses, and Wen Cheng had escaped without a trace.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Cheng left the committee, crossed the road with his body drooped, and returned to the small square by the lake in a short time to look for his sister.

It's really unlucky, anyway, let's take my sister and set off quickly, I don't know what happened to Lin Yuan, oh no, what about Xiaozhu?!

Wen Cheng was shocked, and looked for one bench after another, but he didn't find Xiaozhu, but when he came back to his senses, he was patted on the shoulder.

"Is it Mr. Gu Wencheng?"

Wen Cheng turned around and found that it was a policeman who saluted him.

I didn't come by car, so I can't talk about random parking, is it my sister in trouble?

"Brother!" Xiaozhu's voice came from the police car in the distance.

"What's going on?!"

"Mr. Gu, please come with us."

Along the way, my sister just hugged Wen Cheng tightly and frowned. And the police officer in the front seat frowned even more grimly, and what was even worse was that the police car was with iron bars, Wen Cheng and Xiaozhu were locked in the back seat like suspects, but why didn't they be handcuffed?

"Excuse me, where are we going?" Wen Cheng poked his head and asked the front seat, but the police officer did not answer, looking coldly ahead.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, the temperature is getting colder, and it is not long before it enters the southern mountains.

Taking a police car to a mountainous area in the middle of nowhere, it is like returning to the barren mountain village of the seventies and eighties of the last century, and such a military forbidden place adds to the fun of travel.

After turning right uphill at an intersection, the police car bumped along a rough dirt road.

Sneakers stepped off the police car, the old red brick fence and verdant mountains came into view, the small cement courtyard was a regular white building, and the West Lake fell to the northeast behind it.

The sound of dense leather shoes came from the front.

"You are Gu Wencheng?" A swarthy middle-aged policeman approached with a powerful stride, followed by two policemen.

Wen Cheng looked at the past carefully, his figure was not very tall, and he was at the level of Wen Cheng, and the epaulette was a silver four-pointed star flower, conveying majesty from head to toe.

"Who are you?" Wen Cheng asked.

"This is Director Zhang of the City Bureau." A young police officer next to him explained.

Director Zhang?! What is the Director looking for me?

"Director, ...... you?"

"Report the situation." Director Zhang didn't pay attention to Wen Cheng, but just asked the accompanying police officer on the right, and his eyes were always on Wen Cheng's face.

Although it is very similar to the face in the video, the boy in front of him is more like a harmless puppy at this time, so that he does not show his determination to kill his own people.

"Yes." The accompanying police officer replied, and whispered to Director Zhang for a while.

The usual way of snubbing is actually a time for Wen Cheng to relax, and such indifference is passed on to Wen Cheng but arouses a lot of nervousness, and his body trembles slightly.

"Okay, that's how it goes." Director Zhang nodded at the officer, then glared at Wen Cheng and asked loudly, "You are the same teenager who executed Captain Wang yesterday?"

The tone was much more powerful, as if it was about to crush Wen Cheng.

Captain Wang? Wang Mengjun?! Wen Cheng finally cleared his mind.

In the desolate place, the director personally went out to ask Wang Mengjun, who was executed by Wen Cheng.

In fact, calming down came faster than expected, the police were unlikely to take revenge at this time, and the sense of awe for the director of the city bureau was slowly calming down, and Wen Cheng's breathing quickly relaxed.

"Yes." Wen Cheng took a deep breath and replied calmly.

Then Director Zhang didn't add anything, but just looked at Wen Cheng for a long time, and Wen Cheng suddenly seemed very calm, and met his eyes without humility or arrogance.

No matter what happens next, it's probably going to be back to the real battle state, at least that's what Wen Cheng himself intended.

"I heard that Liu Zhen sent you to attack the TV station this time?" Director Zhang asked with his hands behind his back, continuing to look at him.

If it was said that last time he indulged his nonsense, it would have been forgotten, but this time he has directly become the person in charge, what is Liu Zhen thinking?

Perhaps, this young man has some calming aura, in short, Director Zhang looked at Wen Cheng's sincere eyes and found that he just took a deep breath and remained silent.

"Yes." Wen Cheng replied.

"Okay, follow me." Director Zhang beckoned to Wen Cheng and turned around.

"Good ......," replied Wen Cheng.

Walking behind the director, Wen Cheng suddenly found that there were more and more police officers coming around, and his eyes were becoming more and more serious, even with some murderous aura.

What the hell is this for? Could it be to avenge Wang Mengjun? But the enemy shouldn't be able to do it at the moment......

But if it's for support, why did you bring me to such a desolate mountainous terrain?

Unless......

Frowning at the seriousness of the situation, Wen Cheng glanced back at his sister, perhaps it was a psychological effect, she did not fall into hesitation, but looked left and right with a solemn face, at least no matter what happened, just follow her brother.

Wen Cheng and Xiaozhu followed the swarthy middle-aged policeman through the main hall of a three-story building, and exited the building through the back door.

I see!

But then, the plan has all changed...... Sure enough, the plan always fails to keep up with the changes.

However, I didn't expect Director Zhang to be half-official, either out of the importance of this case, or because the police force is facing a serious shortage of manpower - crumbling, the last ally.

Is it to sacrifice them? Or will they fight side by side in exchange for trust among the warriors?

But if the plan changes, Liu Zhen should always inform himself in advance...... With this in mind, Wen Cheng was brought to a buzzing blue helicopter.

When I came to the hatch, I found that there were two acquaintances sitting inside.