81. Interview with the Black Boss
The new Chief of Police.
A flash of greed flashed in the white man's eyes, and the greed in his heart was like a monster that devoured what was left of his sanity and his reverence for the law.
It was precisely because he knew how powerful the young leader in front of him was, so he took the risk to cooperate with these people, told them the map of the police station and the situation of the police car, and allowed them to successfully rob seventeen banks, and risked the risk to copy a video of the bank and send it over.
He had to admit that he was indeed impressed.
"Let me think about it."
"Yes."
A smile appeared at the corner of the young leader's mouth, but a hint of disdain appeared in the depths of his eyes.
O wretched man whose heart has been consumed by greed...... Doomed to no good end.
However, only such people are suitable to negotiate with themselves, and they can also get more and more benefits from these greedy people.
"I did it."
After a while, the white man raised his head, stood up, shook his shoulders, and took a deep breath and said. "But you have to take the position of police chief."
"Of course, it's a pleasure to work with." The young leader stood up and hugged the white man.
The young chief personally saw off the white man, returned to the hall, and asked, "Hull hasn't come back yet?" β
"Yes." A woman playing with a knife said, a folding knife flew up and down in her hand, and the shadow of the knife flickered, like a blooming knife flower.
"Give him a call and ask when he's back."
Someone immediately made a phone call to Hull in the young leader's mouth, the two of them spoke a few words, hung up the phone, and the man on the phone said gloomily: "Chief, Hull has been targeted by the local gangsters and is now being hunted down." β
"Chase?" Someone couldn't help but whisper.
The faces of the robbers in the hall became more and more ugly one by one, and many of them had convulsions, and the cold murderous aura spread slightly, and the air in the hall instantly dropped several degrees.
The young leader was also a little surprised, clasped his hands in front of his chest, squinted his eyes and said: "The local gangster, I remember that the leader seems to be the godfather of the mafia, Scarlet." β
"Yes, he was called a bloodthirsty lion." Said the woman playing with the knife.
"The local gangsters are very good, Hull was targeted so quickly, and we had to sacrifice them for the sake of our next Jihua." The young leader whispered, an icy murderous aura blooming, "What time is it, Elena." β
"Local time, 1:30 p.m." The girl who played with the knife replied.
"Call Hull and ask him to find a way to hide for an hour and a half. At three o'clock in the afternoon, we set out to bleed the bloodthirsty lion and let him know what a river crossing raptor is. β
"Yes!" All the robbers replied in unison, all with bloodthirsty and tyrannical expressions.
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Local time, 1:50 p.m.
The Global Times.
Yan Xiaobei sat on the chair with his eyes closed, silently ascending to the rooftop, as for Octavier, he had been called to his office by the editor-in-chief half an hour ago, and seemed to be giving some task.
"What?" In the editor-in-chief's office, Octavier cried out in disbelief, "Let me interview the local mob boss, no, I'm going to refuse the assignment." β
She yelled with rage, her chest heaving, her hands clenched into fists, as if to express her determination.
"There's absolutely no way I'm going to carry out this ridiculous mission." She confirmed in an accentuated tone, "Don't even think about it." β
The editor-in-chief said lightly: "You are a nobleman, the daughter of a knight, believe me, even that lion will not dare to attack you, you are the most suitable person to interview him, Ovie." β
"No, I refuse."
"Please, just do me once, Ovie."
"I still refuse."
"The people need to see the truth, this sentence is what you said, seventeen banks were successfully robbed, and the loss of property was tens of billions, these are the hard-earned money of the people of Birmingham, and all their hard-earned wages were stolen, don't you have a little bit of justice?"
If Yan Xiaobei heard this, he would definitely laugh.
The devil or something, he dared to make a big fuss, saying what the heart of justice was, it was so joyful.
But Octavier hesitated, remembering what she had said to the editor-in-chief when she joined the newspaper.
"I wanted to tell the people the truth, so I came."
The editor-in-chief calmly persuaded: "Scarlet is the city's **godfather, even if the seventeen bank robberies have nothing to do with him, with his connections and liliang, maybe you can find out who did it, you go to interview him, take out the words from his mouth, and ask who did it." β
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"Also, if you complete this interview, I can apply to the headquarters and give you the task of interviewing superheroes." The editor-in-chief decided to give a stick to a date.
"Really."
As soon as Octavier heard this, she immediately became as excited as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, and her eyes lit up, and even the demon editor-in-chief felt that her pupils were too bright, and she couldn't help but open her eyes and didn't dare to look at her.
"Really, is this true?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Absolutely." The editor-in-chief said.
"I see, Octavier. Owen, I would like to assure you that I will be able to complete this interview assignment successfully. With the assurances of the editor-in-chief, Octavier has put aside all the previous unpleasantness, the reluctance in her heart has disappeared, and her whole body is full of energy, just like a robot that has just left the factory, and wants to do a great job.
She couldn't wait to rush out of the editor-in-chief's office like a gust of wind, grabbed Yan Xiaobei, and ran towards the gate.
"There's a new interview mission, let's go now!!"
Yan Xiaobei was interrupted to ascend the roof, withdrew to return to his place, was pulled by Octavier's arm, and ran forward involuntarily, asking, "Where are we going?" β
"Interview the city's godfather."
"Godfather, Betty's father?" Yan Xiaobei asked in surprise.
"Of course."
βweishenmeοΌβ Yan Xiaobei felt very strange, "You seem to be very disgusted with Betty, and you also hate Betty's father." β
"That's right, I hate these ** elements, I hate supervillains, super criminals, but this is work, public is public, private is private, I have always done things with a clear distinction between public and private."
It's a shame you dare to say such a thing.
Octavier's car was still being repaired at the repair shop because of the crash in the morning, so the two decided to catch a taxi on the side of the road.
"Fuck off."
When the taxi stopped in front of the two people, but a panicked man suddenly came out behind him, squeezed Oktavier, and came to the car door to grab the car, Yan Xiaobei was quick, grabbed the person's hand, and dragged him back.
Although he burned his life force, opened up the Divine Mansion, nourished his divine thoughts, and the terrible degradation of the liliang of his body, he still had a few hundred catties of liliang, and he suddenly exerted his strength, although he couldn't kick the car, but it was effortless to capture an ordinary human being.
"What do you want to dare?" Yan Xiaobei held his arm tightly, using too much force, and the panicked man's arm let out a clicking moan, and roared in pain.
"Let go of me, you bastard." The man was stimulated to be ferocious, his neck leaned back, and his head smashed towards Yi Yan Xiaobei's nose at a very fast speed, and Yan Xiaobei used his head mallet without showing weakness.
Touch!
The foreheads of the two people slammed together, Yan Xiaobei was fine, but the man was staggered, his eyes were full of stars, his head was concussed, as soon as Yan Xiaobei let go, the other party fell to the ground with a thud.
Octavier cautiously walked over and asked, "Is he okay?" β
"It's fine." Yan Xiaobei said, "It's just a concussion, get in the car." Pushing Octavier into the taxi, Octavier sat in the back seat of the car, looking through the back glass at the man who had fallen to the ground.
"He seems to be hiding from someone."
"None of our business." After Yan Xiaobei got into the car, he asked, "Where are we going?" β
Octavier said an address, and the driver hurried to drive, and the taxi rushed out with a whoosh like an arrow from the string, leaving the man who fell far behind.
It wasn't until she couldn't see him anymore that Octavier withdrew her gaze and stared at Yan Xiaobei curiously.
"See what I'm doing?"
"You were very good just now." She gestured and said, "That head hammer is too powerful, praise one." β
"When you go out, you always have a little bit of self-preservation." Yan Xiaobei said lightly.
"Is that kung fu?"
"Sort of."
"What do you mean?"
"You know the Shaolin Temple." Yan Xiaobei felt that this would go on endlessly, so he casually made up a reason, "What I just performed is the iron head skill of Shaolin Temple, when I go out, I have disputes with people, it is easy to be sneak attacked, and the head is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. β
"Awesome." Octavier said with a thumbs up.
After a pause, she asked again: "In addition to the iron head skill of Shaolin Temple, what kind of kung fu do you have." β
"Jiuyang Divine Skill, Qiankun Great Shift, Six-Vein Divine Sword ......"
Octavier said unhappily, "Are you kidding me, Zhuang, don't think I haven't read martial arts novels. β
Yan Xiaobei was surprised, "You actually read martial arts novels." β
Foreigners don't even admit such things as meridians, and it's incredible that someone still reads martial arts novels, especially a woman who has received an aristocratic education.
"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Octavier grew more and more upset.
Yan Xiaobei smiled bitterly and was silent, this kind of thing is really hard to say.