Soon, however, a strange scene emerged.

The red document flying in the air suddenly jumped in an arc, directly avoiding the bullets that were fired, and threw itself into Cao Hexiang's arms like lightning. And the bullet, as if frozen, turned into a crystal clear ice ball, fell straight to the ground, and rolled to the corner of the wall with a gurgle.

Shi Guangming's bullet to the ground was also loaded into it with a trumpet-shaped object. The trumpet-shaped thing rolled up the bullet and flew back into the tracksuit boy's hand with a bright light, turning into a steel marble. Played with by a guy in a tracksuit.

This miraculous performance completely fooled Shi Guangming and others.

"You, you, who are you?" Shi Guangming pointed the gun in his hand at the middle-aged Taoist priest, his voice trembling.

The applause of "popping ---" resounded in the oppressive and silent environment of the interrogation room, and Cao Hexiang and the others suddenly woke up as if they had been hammered with a hammer.

"It's really a big loss for the entertainment industry for characters like Director Shi not to act? If Director Shi goes to act, what kind of horse award will he get, and he won't be able to catch it. Do you really not know who they are?" Mo Xiaochuan clapped his hands, slowly got up from the interrogation chair, looked at Shi Guangming and said.

"No way, no way, how can you get out of the interrogation chair? No one can break free from the interrogation chair. Shi Guangming looked at Mo Xiaochuan as if he had seen a ghost.

It's just Shi Guangming, and even the middle-aged Taoist priest and the young man in sportswear looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a shocked expression. They all know how perverted the interrogation chairs in this special interrogation room are. Because when it was designed, it was for their kind of people. I have done experiments, and the innate master must not be able to control it, but it is not so easy for a heaven-level consummation powerhouse to break free. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have even wondered if Mo Xiaochuan and Shi Guangming had teamed up to deceive them.

And now, the handcuffs and shackles on the interrogation chair are still locked on it, but Mo Xiaochuan has escaped.

"You are Mo Xiaochuan Mo Worship, right?" After the shock, the middle-aged Taoist priest made a mockery and bowed down to Mo Xiaochuan and asked.

"I'm Mo Xiaochuan, but I'm not the Mo worship in your mouth?" Mo Xiaochuan smiled, touched his nose and said embarrassedly. Mo Xiaochuan wanted to laugh when he heard these two words, what era is this, and there are still people who use this word. I can only see it in some online novels.

"Hehe, since that's the case, it's for sure. Don't worship, this is your ID, please take a look. As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist priest took out a document made of gold leaf from his arms, and as soon as this document came out, it almost blinded everyone's 24K titanium alloy dog eyes. What a tall document this is.

The middle-aged Taoist priest respectfully handed the document to Mo Xiaochuan. Mo Xiaochuan took it and opened it to take a look.

The golden certificate has a photo of himself, which was taken by the silver fox for him last time. The position column reads: Senior Enshrinement of the Huaxia Special Operations Division. The subordinate department is a simple two words, No. 1.

What kind of place is this? Mo Xiaochuan had never heard of this name, and when he thought about it, didn't Silver Fox say that he introduced himself to the Dragon Group? Why did he end up being a Raushzi's Special Operations Department? That kid shouldn't have sold himself? No wonder Silver Fox saw that when he nodded his head in agreement, his flattering smile still had a hint of insidiousness.

"What kind of place is this Special Operations Division? Didn't that kid from Silver Fox say that I should join the Dragon Group?"

"Don't worship, the Special Operations Division is the official title, because the Special Operations disposes of abilities and cultivators, so others privately call us the Soul Group and the Dragon Group. The middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly explained.

Oh, Mo Xiaochuan then understood, it turned out that the Dragon Group and the Soul Group were just nicknames, and the Special Operations Division was his real name.

At this time, Cao Hexiang also saw clearly the document thrown by the middle-aged Taoist priest, which was also clearly written, Huaxia Special Operations Department, No. 3, Zuo Lengxin, position, major general, subordinate to No. 1. The content is similar to Mo Xiaochuan's, except that Zuo Lengxin's certificate is paper, which is much inferior to Mo Xiaochuan's gold leaf in terms of material. It can be seen that Mo Xiaochuan's identity is much higher than Zuo Lengxin.

Cao Hexiang took the document in his hand and felt that it weighed a thousand pounds. This is a legendary murder license, with great power to cut first and then play. Nima, what the hell is going on, are these evil gods the masters who are easy to provoke? Why were they arrested by the public security bureau under their own jurisdiction? Also, doesn't it mean that the people who have this murder license are extremely skilled? Can they use supernatural abilities? How could they be easily arrested by a few ordinary policemen? Cao Hexiang really can't figure it out?

Seeing this, Shi Guangming suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and he was dizzy for a while. I got the money to get the person who ran around with the murder license. You say that this is not an old birthday star, is it a long life? Shi Guangming didn't think about running, but running under the noses of these people, what kind of joke, that is not called running, that is called self-harm. When he turned his head to look at Cao Hexiang, he suddenly thought of a solution.

He couldn't guarantee that it would work, but what if it did?

So Shi Guangming grabbed Cao Hexiang and put the pistol on Cao Hexiang's temple before Cao Hexiang could react.

"Shi Guangming, what are you doing here?" Cao Hexiang was caught off guard by Shi Guangming's movements, he couldn't figure out which one Shi Guangming was singing.

"Secretary Cao, I'm sorry, it's a matter of life, and I can only borrow it from you. Don't worry, as long as they don't mess around, I won't hurt you, but if they do anything bad, then as long as my hand shakes, Secretary Cao, the bullet will fly out from the other side of your head. So you must warn them, don't mess around, I'm a timid man, and when I'm afraid, my hands are easy to tremble. Shi Guangming put a gun on Cao Hexiang's temple, and his voice couldn't tell whether it was panic or excitement, and he smiled faintly happily. His eyes were fixed on Mo Xiaochuan and the others.

He knew that this time it was really a ruin, a fight against the water, the bet was right, and since then he has wandered the world, evaded wanted, and the bet was wrong, maybe he will die soon. He bet that Mo Xiaochuan, as a member of the National Special Operations Department, would naturally not watch the Huaxia officials die in front of him.

"Hmph, stubborn. Mo Xiaochuan pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully.

I went around, and Shi Guangming finally took another step towards the grave.