"Huh!" Wang Yuanyang held a dagger in his hand and rushed into the piano room, a trace of cruelty flashed in his scarlet eyes.

He is a famous dumb killer on Hong Kong Island!

I once raped and killed a sixteen-year-old girl!

Sentenced to twenty years in prison!

"Ding!"

An epilogue sounded.

Charlene stroked the piano with both hands.

She slammed into her feet and pulled her pistol out of the piano stand.

"Bang!"

Turn around and shoot at Wang Yuanyang!

A bullet flew out of the chamber, piercing the chest, kicking up flesh and finally nailing into the wall.

But bullets can't stop the criminals!

Wang Yuanyang was extremely fast, and the process of breaking through the window to kill in front of him only took two seconds, and Charlene only had a chance to shoot.

He is the most perverted mute killer in the history of Hong Kong Island!

Not only perverted!

And because rapists are the most hated.

During his 20 years in prison, he was subjected to **, humiliation, and abuse.

Cultivate an evil spirit.

I don't care about pain, life and death, at all.

Even his own life! I don't care!

"Tear up!" Wang Yuanyang held a dagger in his hand and slashed sideways, the blade slashed through Charlene's neck, cutting off an inch of hair.

"This is military martial arts!" Xia Lin's body retreated slightly, flashed Wang Yuanyang's killing moves, and glanced at the killer with a glance, and immediately recognized the killer's fighting routine.

This is no ordinary killer, but a killer trained by agents! There are traces of training on the body!

And she's the top agent!

I saw Xia Lin bend her knees and lift her long legs, bang, and accurately hit Wang Yuanyang's lower abdomen.

"Poof!" Wang Yuanyang directly knocked him to the ground!

When Charlene raised her legs, she shook the hem of her skirt, revealing her white thighs.

Her thighs are not only slender and beautiful, but also plump and fleshy, and belong to the sturdy type of sexy.

The thighs are the place where the most muscle groups are located throughout the body.

It's also the most powerful part!

It's not a problem to overturn a man!

What's more, Wang Yuanyang is still a little weak.

"Ahh At this time, Wang Yuanfang flipped to the ground, and the dagger in his hand fell, throwing out a blood stain.

Mrs. Faye covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Charlene pulled up her skirt, raised her legs, and chopped it cleanly!

"Poof!"

The tip of the high heel pierced Wang Yuan's heart!

Pervert die!

But Charlene grabbed the white dress, condescendingly, looking at the corpse, like a bechanting flower, gorgeous to harvest life...

Wang Yuanyang is a pervert who died under the queen's high heels......

I don't know if he deserved to die?

Before Wang Yuanyang died, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

Charlene pulled out her high heels and stepped on the floor of the piano room, ticking, and a drop of bright red blood fell to the ground along the roots of the high heels.

"Mommy."

"Call the police." She turned back to Mrs. Faye.

Although Zhuang Shikai only tapped her and asked her to take good care of the family, she probably guessed that it had not been peaceful recently, and it was likely that Mrs. Faye and Officer Zhuang were plotting to do something big.

Since it's a big deal, it's not too much to kill someone, right?

What's more, it's still a killer!

She was purely in self-defense.

And the killer's mouth doesn't seem to need to be left behind...... Because since Zhuang sir can remind him in advance, he should know who the opponent is. It is also obvious who sent the killers. Does this still need to be investigated, do you need evidence?

According to Officer Zhuang's character, everything should be under control, and what should be laid out should also be laid out.

Mrs. Faye pressed her chest and exhaled, "Okay...... Alarm. ”

Tonight.

Naked Agents Fight Back to Kill Psychopathic Killers!

Next.

Morning.

Zhuang Shikai sat on the chair of the deputy director of operations, half-lying on the back of the chair, holding a report in his hand, and said with a smile: "Send a perverted killer to dare to assassinate Mrs. Faye?" ”

"I wonder she has a daughter who was trained by Mrs. M?"

It seems that MI6 also has a Mrs. M?

Also specialized in training agents?

However, compared with Mrs. M, I don't know which trainer is stronger.

Maybe you'll have to try it!

Huang Weiyao stood in front of Zhuang Sir and said with a smile: "Hehe, how do the people in MI6 know that Mrs. Faye has an agent daughter?" This case was handled by our police force. ”

"Where do they go to find information?"

Zhuang Shikai put down the report with a smile: "Let's deal with it according to legitimate defense." ”

"A separate case will be opened to find out who the hired murderer is."

Last night, it was the Hong Kong Island District that went to the police to clean up the scene, and Wong Wai Yiu, as the current Chief of the Hong Kong Island Police Station, was killed, and the senior superintendent naturally reported to the operation DCP.

Of course, this little thing has already been taken care of by the people below.

He didn't need the director to wash the floor himself, and he didn't even have the right to disturb the chief's sleep, so he handed over the report to the chief the next morning.

"Yes!"

"Zhuang sir!" Huang Weiyao took back the document and replied solemnly.

In fact, it should be difficult to investigate the murder hired in this matter, because after the political struggle is involved, the methods of both sides will be much more sophisticated, and there is no chance to investigate it like an ordinary case.

Think about it, the other party even invited a killer to invite a mute, perverted, and what traces of horses can be left?

This is just a process to set up a case, and by the way, to endorse "legitimate defense".

This case still needs to be tackled politically.

Zhuang Shikai figured out the watch on his wrist and wondered how to start...... Huang Weiyao lowered his arm and quietly turned to leave. Bud pushes open the glass door and puts a cup of coffee on the table.

"Dah." She smiled sweetly: "Sir Zhuang, coffee." ”

Zhuang Shikai nodded slightly and picked up the coffee cup.

He suddenly realized something.

The Governor has a batch of new soldiers!

Although, according to the social survey of the Ministry of Security, there are more suspected espionage personnel on Hong Kong Island, and espionage operations have become active.

But there is no evidence that a new spy organization has moved in from the Hong Kong government.

After all, Hong Kong Island itself is a point of contention for intelligence, the main battlefield of intelligence officers from various countries in East Asia, and the closer the distance to 97, the more intense the espionage activities will be.

Now that you're just entering the 90s, where are you going? You'll see when you're 97?

Although Zhuang Shikai and others knew that MI6 had abandoned the "political department" within the police force and re-established its organization on Hong Kong Island.

You can even guess that the murder was the work of MI6.

However, in the past few years, MI6 has done more intelligence work, and all personnel and departments have been kept secret.

For the first time, Sir Zhuang realized that the Governor of Hong Kong began to have command over MI6! Is it any wonder that the Governor of Hong Kong is very tough on the reform of all aspects of administration, it turns out that someone has a gun in his hand and is ready to do a big job? Hehe, just use assassination! I really call Hong Kong Island my hometown!

Zhuang Shikai's mind was running wildly, trying to analyze the current situation and come up with the best way.

Suddenly, he raised his head and asked, "Have all the people on the list talked about it?" ”

This refers to the list of Chinese bureaucrats given by Mrs. Faye, some of whom can be fought for!

However, the object of the fight is not so easy to fight for...

"Of the twenty-six people on the list, ten refused to contact us, and sixteen did not express their position clearly and were vague. ”

"Huh." Zhuang Shikai sneered: "I'm afraid that half of these Chinese have forgotten their ancestors!" ”

The sprouts were silent.

"Let's make an appointment with those sixteen people for dinner in the evening! Right here at The Peninsula! I'm going to see if they come! Zhuang Shikai snorted.

"Yes, sir." Bud replied softly.

Night.

The Peninsula Hotel.

"Johnson."

"Johnson."

Zhuang Shikai wore a suit, pushed open the door of a box, walked into the box, and swept his eyes over a group of bureaucrats in the box.

He nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down, pressed his hand down towards everyone and said, "Sit first." ”

In the box, the bureaucrats of the Education Bureau glanced at each other, arranged their clothes, walked to the dining table, and pulled out their chairs and sat down.

Most of them are clear about the purpose of Zhuang Sir looking for them, and when they came to the banquet, they were more afraid of Zhuang Sir's power and prestige, and they didn't dare not give Zhuang Sir face, as for how many of them wanted to get closer to Zhuang Sir's side?

It's hard to tell!

"Eat first." Zhuang Shikai lifted the chopsticks, held the dish and said: "Let's talk when you're full." ”

"Yes, Sir Zhuang." The bureaucrats nodded, and as instructed, they ate the vegetables first.

However, they were not at all comfortable eating, even very stressed, and the atmosphere was silent, no one spoke, and no one drank, chatted, or joked.

Everyone is waiting for Sir Zhuang to get down to business.

Zhuang Shikai was halfway through eating, put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

The bureaucrats immediately looked at him.

Sir Zhuang seemed to be casually reaching into the inner pocket of the suit, taking out a stack of photos, distributing them and saying, "Look at it." ”

On the left-hand side, a Chinese minister from the Education Bureau took the photo, flipped through it, and looked closely, and his face changed slightly.

These are photos of Wang Yuanyang's body and the scene of the assassination.

Finally, the photo turned around and returned to the director of the Education Bureau on the right, and the director returned the photo to Zhuang sir: "Zhuang sir." ”

"Oh, let it go." Zhuang Shikai glanced at him very casually, didn't care about the photos in hand, but picked up the chopsticks again and said: "All the gentlemen are literati, and it seems that they are all uncomfortable with these photos... I don't know if you declared it to the chief before you and I had dinner...... Aren't you afraid that the person in the photo will become yourself? ”

"Ahem." A small section chief who pushed out the pot stood up and smiled awkwardly: "Sir Zhuang rest assured, rest assured, we have all reported to the chief." ”

"That's right...... Then I won't bother you. ”

"So as not to take up too much of your time and cause you trouble." Zhuang Shikai picked up the dishes by himself, chewed and said, "Long Wu, send a red envelope to each of them." ”

"Phew!" Zhuang Shikai spit the bones in his mouth onto the bone plate: "Send all gentlemen out." ”

Long Wu wore a suit, pushed open the door of the box, stood next to him, raised his hand and said, "Please!" ”

"Goodbye sir."

"Zhuang sir will ...... again" was in an uproar, and a bureaucrat of the Education Bureau at the scene hurriedly got up, not daring to stay, and left in a hurry, lest he be unable to hide.

"Yours."

"Yours." Long Wu wore sunglasses, grabbed the red envelope, and handed them the red envelope marked with his name according to his appearance.

If we want to overturn the education reform action this time, what is needed is not public opinion, but firm opposition within the Education Bureau!

Zhuang Shikai not only had to withstand the pressure of the Hong Kong governor, but also won the support of the vast majority of Chinese officials in the Education Bureau. Because these officials are the political bargaining chips he lacks. After calculation, if the officials of various departments and departments are won over, it will be enough to overturn the reform copywriting and turn the copywriting into a farce.

But really treat Zhuang sir as a fortune boy who sends red envelopes? Isn't that too much to look down on Zhuang sir?