Chapter 220: Military Style

The small police station was "occupied", two green trucks without license plates were parked outside the door, and thirty or forty soldiers in camouflage uniforms jumped from behind the pockets of the cars, lined up and entered the gate of the police station, standing on either side with their feet and shoulders and hands behind their backs.

Everyone was very solemn, all with flat heads, their faces were darker than the other, and a few of them were as black as charcoal, completely ignoring the light rain on their bodies.

The passenger side door of the first truck opened, and a middle-aged man who was also wearing a camouflage uniform jumped down, looking very energetic, stood in place and looked left and right, and strode into the police station.

More than a dozen other people followed him, who looked a little older than the people on both sides, and their complexions were slightly lighter, and they also strode forward.

As soon as they walked in, the people on both sides took their time

A young policeman who had just walked out of the toilet and ran into the building in the rain stopped, stared blankly at the gate, and his heart was pounding, this battle was a bit scary, if he didn't want to make trouble, why should he bring so many soldiers? With so many people around, none of the people in the police station could escape, and he was afraid that the whole police force would be wiped out.

"I'm here to pick someone up, where is he?" the middle-aged man walked up to the policeman, stopped abruptly, and asked in a deep voice.

He walked in a hurry, stopped in a hurry, asked in a hurry, and the young policeman squinted his eyes by the wind he brought, thinking that it was not the people who came to the brigade first, but also the people who came to the public security department, and the police station was not peaceful, who knows who you are talking about?

But he could only think about it, but he couldn't say it, he pointed to the entrance of the main building of the police station.

............

Zheng Liang and Sun An were still in the interrogation room, and the sound of the truck engine made Director Zheng's face cloudy, and he immediately took out the phone and called his commander.

Although he knew that it was a group of unreasonable people, the phone call would not have any effect.

Although the military and police are state apparatus, they are not a system, and the power system of the army is also independent, "unreasonable" means that the military is not subject to the jurisdiction of the power system of the police, and it is impossible to answer a phone call and go back.

This is unrealistic, and they don't dare to make a big deal about it.

"I see. Zheng Liang hung up the phone, turned to look at Sun An, and said disdainfully, "Count yourself lucky." ”

"It's not luck, it's my woman's fate, so many women are waiting to support me, how can they be willing to let me suffer here?" Sun An looked proud.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Liang raised the telescopic baton in his hand and slammed it towards the back of his hand, probably wanting to leave a permanent injury to Sun An before the other party came to the interrogation room.

There is not much muscle or fat protection on the back of the hand, and there are well-developed nerves, if you have a more serious injury, the movement of the fingers will inevitably be affected, and there is no way to recover for a lifetime.

"Boom!"

The table in the interrogation room made an unprecedented loud noise, and the tip of the baton knocked out a depression on the tabletop, and the shock made Zheng Liang unable to grasp it, and the baton flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground in two circles in the air.

Sun An dodged, his hand was handcuffed, his range of motion was very limited, he would have been hit no matter what, but the moment before he was hit, his hand was retracted from the handcuffs, although a layer of skin was scraped off the edge of his palm, but he was not seriously injured.

"This hand is a bit of a bad game. Sun An's left hand also retracted, held the thumb of his right hand, reset the knuckles with a "click", and gently massaged the belly of the thumb, "A miscellaneous soldier of your level, as long as you are willing to say who is behind the scenes, I can let it go, but now, I don't plan to let you go." ”

"You dare to threaten me?" Zheng Liang saw that Sun An had regained his freedom, so he hurriedly picked up the telescopic baton and retreated to the wall.

"Isn't this the second time?" Sun An smiled, playing with the handcuffs that were still cuffed on his left hand.

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open again, and a middle-aged man in camouflage stood outside, looked at Sun An, and asked, "Are you Sun An?"

"It's like a fake. Sun An smiled and stood up.

"Come with me. The middle-aged man said these three words, turned around and walked out, without looking at Zheng Liang from beginning to end.

Sun An followed and walked out of the door, stopped when he walked to the door, looked at Zheng Liang, and said, "Amazon jungle, don't forget." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the interrogation room, went to the police station to get back his belongings, mobile phones, lighters, cigarettes, car keys and some change, and swaggered out of the police station.

When he came to the two trucks, he said to the middle-aged man waiting next to the car: "I won't trouble you next, I will go and get the car back." ”

"I'm afraid of a bird, my license plate has been removed, and they don't know who I am, get in the car. The middle-aged man said in a commanding tone, turned around and boarded the car, and sat in the passenger seat.

Sun An thought about it, and had no choice but to climb into the back pocket of the car, and sit with those who were so dark that they couldn't see their faces in the car pockets, and the other party specially came to pick him up, he couldn't help but appreciate it, anyway, there was nothing to do now.

The car drove fast and shook violently, the people in the car pocket never spoke, Sun An sent a circle of cigarettes, but they all shook their heads and refused, so they had to smoke a stuffy cigarette by themselves, and shook for nearly an hour before the car finally stopped.

He had arrived at the garrison on the edge of Cheongje City, a medium-sized military base.

Jumping out of the car, Sun An saw that the middle-aged man was already standing next to the car, yelled "dissolve", tilted his head towards him, and motioned for him to follow.

Sun An had to follow, he was so hungry that he thought the middle-aged man would take him to the cafeteria—it was already about six o'clock in the afternoon, or to his office, but when he walked through the door of a building, he found himself standing in a large indoor training hall.

"My name is Tang Chunsheng, Tang Xian is my daughter, she said that you are very capable of fighting, I don't believe it. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Sun An to speak, and yelled in a thick voice again, "Assemble!"

"Uh...... Can you enjoy some food first? A steamed bun will do. Sun An didn't expect that he was sold by Tang Xian, he was not afraid of beating, but he didn't like to be hungry.

Tang Chunsheng ignored it, and the dozen or so people in the indoor training hall heard his roar, ran to the gate like the wind, lined up in a neat row, and stood upright.

"Beat him. Tang Chunsheng glanced around, pointed at Sun An, and then stepped aside.

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