Song Shixun completely collapsed, he expected that Gu Muzhi would not be able to hand over the murderer, because except for the one who was let go by Gu Muzhi, all the other killers had been eliminated by Song Shixun's allies.

He also expected that Gu Muzhi knew very well that coming to the police station was killing himself, because this was his world, no matter how great Gu Muzhi's ability was, as long as he and An Xia arrived at the police station, no matter what happened, he could make a big fuss and push the responsibility away.

Therefore, this game of chess should have been a steady win for Song Shixun.

However, God is so fond of jokes sometimes.

Song Shixun's immediate boss has been pursuing Gu Xinyue for many years, and Gu Muzhi has recruited reporters to hype that he and An Xia will go to the police station to assist in the investigation, such a high-profile exposure is to let everyone know who he and An Xia were taken away, and who is most responsible if something happens.

All the surprises and the crushing bullying of Gu Muzhi in the car before completely destroyed all Song Shixun's self-confidence and cognition at this moment, he jumped onto the hood of the police car, stomped his feet vigorously with all his strength, pointed at Gu Muzhi and shouted to Zheng Jiangong: "What are you doing!" They are prisoners! It's a prisoner! Not your VIP! Do you have a hole in your head? ”

When Zheng Jiangong heard Song Shixun's words, his black face darkened.

"Who do you say is the prisoner!"

Song Shixun jumped out of the car, still yelling, jumping and jumping.

"The murderer was lost in the hands of Gu Muzhi! You're not stupid X! You're so enthusiastic about them! ”

Zheng Jiangong stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie, and asked Song Shixun with a grim face: "What murderer?" ”

"You idiot! The murderer of Anruhai! ”

Zheng Jiangong squinted slightly: "Ao? So how do you know? ”

"I ......"

Song Shixun woke up all of a sudden!

Only then did he react that he was actually dizzy by Gu Muzhi's anger, and he almost told the truth of the case.

Song Shixun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I'...... I speculated. ”

Zheng Jiangong took a few steps towards Song Shixun, and Song Shixun immediately shrank as if he had seen a wandering ghost with a spell.

"Speculation? Deputy Director Song, it seems that you have a very detailed understanding of the case. ”

Song Shixun's head was buzzing, and he never thought that he would lose his temper to such an extent.

Zheng Jiangong suddenly shouted: "Someone! ”

Several policemen on duty surrounded him, and Zheng Jiangong said angrily: "Invite Deputy Director Song to the interrogation room, I want to talk to him alone!" ”

Several police officers were all stunned, and Zheng Jiangong immediately erupted: "What are you doing in a daze?" That's an order! ”

The police officers didn't dare to disobey, but they didn't dare to offend Song Shixun, so they could only gently support him and walk towards the police station building.

Song Shixun suddenly shook his arm: "What are you doing!" It's against you! I'm the Deputy Director! ”

Zheng Jiangong stepped forward and snatched the police officer card from Song Shixun's arms, and shouted angrily at several people: "From now on, Song Shixun will be investigated for being involved in the case and will be suspended from all his duties!" ”

Song Shixun's eyes were red: "Zheng Jiangong!" You ate the bear's heart leopard gall! You dare to touch me! You're not afraid ......."

"Afraid of what?"

Zheng Jiangong glared at Song Shixun angrily: "Song Shixun, I remind you, you pay attention to everything you are going to say next, mentioning you Lao Tzu now will only cause trouble for him!" ”

Song Shixun knew that he couldn't continue to speak unscrupulously, and now that he was passive, if he pulled Song Zhenggong into the water again, it would really be worth the loss.

His eyes suddenly pointed at Gu Muzhi and shouted to Zheng Jiangong: "Gu Muzhi, he can't hand over the murderer, this is true, you don't care how I know, you cover him up like this, you will definitely regret it!" ”

Of course, Zheng Jiangong would not believe Song Shixun, but in front of so many people, he dismissed a deputy director, and at this moment, after the other party repeatedly emphasized that Gu Muzhi could not hand over the murderer, if he did not express himself, it would be difficult to convince the public.

However, after all, Gu Muzhi is only here to assist in the investigation, even if the murderer is in his hands, according to the normal procedure, he cannot be reduced to a prisoner no matter what.

was struggling with how to open his mouth to ask Gu Muzhi for someone, but Gu Muzhi suddenly spoke.

"People, the soldiers will be sent later."

Hearing this, Song Shixun and Zheng Jiangong were stunned.

A stone in Zheng Jiangong's heart fell to the ground, but Song Shixun couldn't believe his ears.

"You talk nonsense! How can this be ......?"

Gu Muzhi looked at Song Shixun lightly, calmly.

With just this look, Song Shixun immediately felt that the top of his head was struck by lightning.

Fooled!

Everything before was an illusion arranged by Gu Muzhi!

Gu Muzhi deliberately let go of the only killer, just to let Song Shixun's fox tail be exposed, he must have protected the killer a long time ago!!

In an instant, Song Shixun's whole body was like a deflated ball, and his head sank heavily.

An Xia and Gu Xinyue also didn't know Gu Muzhi's plan, and they also looked at him in confusion.

The eyes asked: "Didn't you let people go?" ”

Gu Muzhi hooked his lips slightly, took An Xia's hand and walked towards the police station building, and said incomprehensibly: "Fishing, be patient." ”

Slum of N City.

The intricate streets and alleys of the Kowloon Walled City are as intricate as the roots of a thousand-year-old tree.

This is a paradise for criminals and criminals, once you enter here, it is the world of pornography, gambling and drugs, and here, the police do not dare to enter rashly at night, because the underground world has its own order.

A muscular man with his face hidden in the hood of his sweatshirt seemed to wander around the slums aimlessly, in fact, hiding from a figure he was faintly aware of.

Turning an intersection, the man suddenly clings to the wall and does not move.

Years of special operations training have filled every cell of his body with an early warning function, and when danger is approaching, instinct is the first to remind him to be careful.

He couldn't see the people behind him, but he was pretty sure that he had been followed all day.

He crouched down and used a small piece of broken glass to reflect the various pedestrians coming and going outside the intersection.

Everyone looks natural, and everyone is at one with this underground world.

He frowned slightly.

He's a master.

This place should not be stayed for long.

The brim of his hat was lowered a little more, and he walked briskly towards his temporary foothold, his head bowed, not wanting to attract anyone's attention.

A steady breath that seems close at hand, but you can never see him.

In the tin house, some of the messy softness was quickly packed into a worn backpack by the man.

He knew it was time to leave, the dock in the east of the city, where there was the boat he had booked, to go to Thailand, and leave tonight, maybe for the rest of his life incognito.

He picked up a faded photograph and clenched his fists.

Younger sister!

Brother can't avenge you, brother is sorry for you!

The little girl in the photo is smiling innocently, and time never seems to hurt her.

The muzzle of the black hole was equipped with a silencer, which was already aimed at his back, and he only had to pull the trigger to see his sister.

He didn't look back, his eyes closed.

Do you want to run away?

Can't take revenge, maybe ......

Boom!

There was a muffled thud, and immediately after, the man with the gun fell to the ground.

He still didn't look back, but he knew that the person he had been hiding for a day had replaced the killer and was standing behind him.

"You're amazing."

The man behind him did not reply, and picked up the killer's gun.

He asked, "If you want to kill me, you don't need a gun at all." ”

The man behind him spoke: "I'm here to save you." ”

He turned around in confusion and ripped off his hat.

He knew that person, Gu Muzhi's bodyguard, Li Bing.

"Help me?"

Li Bing's ears moved, and he suddenly jumped over and threw him under him and shouted: "Be careful! ”

Countless bullet holes were opened in the walls of the tin house in an instant.

The two men were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, and they heard the people outside the door shoot all the bullets, and then one by one the magazines fell to the ground, and then the sound of metal grinding sounded.

They're changing bullets.

Li Bing turned over, his ears moved again, and he decisively pulled the trigger following the sound of a loaded bullet outside the door.

There was a muffled grunt outside the door, and another killer fell to the ground.

He turned his head to look at Li Bing, and knew in his heart that he was indeed not here to kill himself, and if he wanted to do it, he would not be able to detect it at all.

"How are we going to get out?"

Li Bing handed him the gun: "Kill it." ”

Before he could react, Li Bing suddenly jumped up from the ground, and at the moment when the door was kicked open, he clamped the head of a killer who rushed in with his knees, and pressed his waist.

Gah!

The killer's neck is broken.

A flash of fire flickered, and bullets rained wildly towards the soldiers.

He couldn't sit idly by any longer, or they would both die.

He kicked the wall with his foot, slid out of the door against the ground, and raised his hand to shoot twice.

Two more killers fell.

He grabbed a gun and shouted at the soldiers, "Go on! ”

The soldier caught the gun, and the two men sandwiched a group of killers in the middle, crossfire.

A mist of blood rose.

All the killers fell to the ground, and Li Bing stood opposite him, the clothes on his arms were torn, and blood was flowing down, but his face was expressionless, like a hellish killing god.

He looked at the tattoos on Li Bing's skin and exclaimed, "Are you from the Ghost Mist Army?" ”

Li Bing tore off his clothes, tied the wound tightly and said lightly: "The ghost fog was extinguished by me." ”

His hairs stood on end.

Don't...... He's the ......

Li Bing didn't give him time to be surprised: "Backup is coming soon, we have to leave." ”

He stopped talking nonsense, and picked up a photo of his sister to keep up with Li Bing's footsteps.

"Senior, my name is Ren Zhongxu, and I am ......"

Li Bing suddenly grabbed him by the neck and pressed him against the wall, and a murderous aura instantly surrounded Ren Zhongxu: "I'm here to save you, not to make friends, if you don't want to live so much, I can kill you now." ”

Ren Zhongxu was frightened and nodded involuntarily.

The soldier let go, and he turned and ran.

Ren Zhongxu felt the murderous aura on Li Bing's body.

That's right!

It's definitely him!

That special forces are like gods of killing!

Li Bing single-handedly came to rescue Ren Zhongxu, opened a bloody road for him, killed him with a gun, and sealed his throat with blood when he saw the knife.

When the two of them got into an inconspicuous dilapidated car to cover up their tracks in the traffic, Ren Zhongxu couldn't help but ask Li Bing, "Where are we going?" ”

Li Bing's arm was still dripping blood, but his tone was calm: "Go and let you be a human again." ”

Ren Zhongxu was puzzled: "You still want to kill me?" ”

"I will not kill you, the one who wants to kill you is your master."