In the easternmost corner of the town, far away from the living quarters of ordinary townspeople, you can see all kinds of warriors dressed in retro clothes.

There is only one arched pier-like building on the entire street.

It spans from the street to the end of the street.

It's huge.

It's just a town-level branch, and I can't imagine how shocking it is to reach the martial arts guilds at the municipal and provincial levels.

Chen Zhe looked at it a few more times, and soon lost his mind to appreciate it.

The car came to a halt.

Zhao Jianfeng, the leader of the deacon group in front, led the walk, and the three guild personnel in black followed closely behind, sandwiching Chen Zhe in the middle, and this way of walking attracted the attention of many martial artists.

They didn't go through the gate, and Chen Zhe followed him to the side building next to the martial arts hall.

"Deacon's Office"

Chen Zhe quickly glanced up and saw four vertical rows of words without any fancy embellishments.

There were not many people walking in, and the footsteps echoed on the blue tiles.

The elevator doors open.

There were more than 20 floor buttons, and Chen Zhe saw that the middle-aged deacon team leader pressed the 4th floor, and the words "Armed Forces Committee Review and Handling Section Group" were pasted next to the lit buttons.

Standing in the elevator, several people were facing Chen Zhe, without showing their backs.

Chen Zhe could hear his own heartbeat.

At such a close distance, he was very sure that he could control these people by using the Earth Binding Technique, but the unfathomable strength of the deacon team leader named Zhao Jianfeng in front of him shocked him not to move.

What's more, didn't I come here with them just to see a confession?

There were two familiar figures in front of him, the elevator door opened just in time to see Uncle Xia and his wife coming out of the opposite department, the two of them looked haggard, and Chen Zhe was stunned when they saw Chen Zhe coming out of the elevator, and they wanted to say something but couldn't say anything.

Two men and a woman stared at them as they walked to the door of another larger chamber.

"Get in. The head of the deacon said, standing by the door.

Chen Zhe looked ahead and walked towards the department that Uncle Xia and the others had just come out of.

"Name. A flat-headed man holding a pen asked, and Chen Zhe walked in without seeing him look up at himself.

Through a translucent glass barrier, the two began a conversation.

Think of it as a glass barrier, Chen Zhe doesn't know what is blocking in the middle, and in terms of thickness, the degree of solidity should not be comparable to glass.

"Chen Zhe. ”

"Age. ”

"Eighteen. ”

"Gender. ”

Chen Zhe's cheeks twitched, his chest rose with anger, and after a short period of emptiness, the man raised his head and drank impatiently: "Dumb, ask your gender!"

Five fingers clenched into fists, Chen Zhe slanted his eyes, there were a few black shadows on his heels, obviously those people were still standing outside the door.

Syllable.

The pen was knocked on the table, the flat-headed man pulled the chair heavily, turned around and walked out of the door inside, and after a while, the entrance door next to Chen Zhe was opened.

He stood in front of Chen Zhe with a gloomy face, his entire upper body covered the ceiling lamp, and he glared from above: "Are you sick with a brain that has not been cured, or your mouth can't speak!"

"I don't care if I'm sick or not. Chen Zhe snorted coldly and leaned at him: "You must be blind." ”

As soon as his eyes flickered, the slap of his raised hand came over, Chen Zhe had already turned his head sideways, and he was still slapped heavily on his eyebrow bone.

Chen Zhe immediately hit him with a backhand, his hand bones were struck, and he was grabbed and strangled by the flat-headed man in front of him.

He swore in his mouth, kicked over the stool, pressed Chen Zhe's wrist against his neck and hit the wall, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and the stunned change in his expression caused the corners of Chen Zhe's mouth to curl.

Two ropes quickly wrapped from his arms around the flat-headed man's body, and the butterfly binding took on an Arabic numeral 8 and tied his hands and feet.

The arm that pressed Chen Zhe was about to retract due to the binding of the arm joints.

All this was because he boldly grabbed Chen Zhe's hand.

Butterflies shot out of his fingertips and immediately grabbed him.

Chen Zhe dragged up the stool with his empty left hand, his eyes were ruthless, and he smashed it into the other party's stunned face, without leaving any strength.

Whoosh, the back that suddenly appeared, so fast that Chen Zhe was taken away from the stool without reacting.

Chen Zhe was stunned, and saw Team Leader Zhao Jianfeng pressing another finger on his wrist. A stinging pain like an electric drill, the magical power concentrated in the palm of the palm was disturbed, and the butterfly binding that bound the flat-headed man collapsed in an instant.

The flat-headed man gasped and took two steps back.

Chen Zhe is still in pain.

"Do you really want to be abolished magic energy?" Zhao Jianfeng, the leader of the group, glared at him with thick eyebrows, and with a snapping sound, the stool was thrown back to the ground.

Chen Zhe listened to it intriguingly, and couldn't help but look at him a little more different.

"Hu Man, you go out. Zhao Jianfeng said towards the flat head.

"This is the Armed Forces Commission. The flat-headed man named Hu Man was just helped, but he showed coldness and indifference to Zhao Jianfeng's tone.

"I know, I'm here for trial today. ”

"Call you Chief Zhao, you are no longer the vice president, and you can't ask here if you are in the deacon group. Hu Man picked the corner of his eye.

"Get out. Zhao Jianfeng said lightly.

The flat-headed man hesitated for a while, seeing that Zhao Jianfeng had already taken out his notebook and faced Chen Zhe, he took two steps back and forth, and walked out of the door of the department.

Before walking out, Chen Zhe glanced at him fiercely, and the latter poked his fingers with a fierce face, as if to say that Chen Zhe was going to wait.

"The Warrior Guild cannot govern civilians, but it has the power to interrogate any warrior within its jurisdiction, and it is a basic martial arts association rule to cooperate. ”

Zhao Jianfeng said and scratched the tip of his pen: "Name." ”

Chen Zhe said his name quietly.

Talked about age.

"Male. Under questioning, Chen Zhe answered gender again.

Half a minute later, after some basic identity information was verified, Zhao Jianfeng took out a long pipe of hookah and took a heavy breath.

Chen Zhe avoided his head, not quite used to the smell of smoke.

couldn't help but be strange, Chen Zhe looked at Zhao Jianfeng again, and the latter removed his gaze from Chen Zhe's face, and spoke: "Do you know why you were summoned over?" ”

"I don't know. Chen Zhe replied.

"Someone has accused you of practicing martial arts illegally, and you have secretly recorded your identity information in an attempt to deceive the Warriors Guild. Zhao Jianfeng said.

"I don't know. ”

"What are your parents' names? ”

Chen Zhe thought for a while, said that he didn't know and couldn't hide it from them, and replied: "Chen Jing, Chen Zhenzhen." ”

"Why would you stay in Charmingde's house. ”

"My parents died when I was a child, and I was adopted. ”

"Chen Zhe. Zhao Jianfeng read his name and said in a heavy voice: "Your biological parents are sinners with criminal red names, do you know." ”

Chen Zhe's heart sank.

Obviously knew it from Xue Dingkai, but when the news was really confirmed from the mouth of the leader of the deacon group, Chen Zhe rose with an unspeakable sense of melancholy, and the resoluteness in his eyes did not change at all: "Team Leader Zhao, I have never heard of the fact that my parents are sinners. I don't believe it either. ”

"Why should you question it. The serious and old-fashioned team leader Zhao said coldly.

"I've seen pictures of my parents when they were alive. The spiritual outlook that comes from within, the friendly atmosphere, and the awe-inspiring mind that cares for others in my eyes are by no means the people who will do evil deeds to this society! This is by no means an illusion that I have only appeared as a son of man. Chen Zhe gritted his teeth, and he said that he really felt.

Zhao Jianfeng stared at Chen Zhe's indignation, his eyes touched, and he quickly avoided it.

He took a heavy drag on his cigarette and covered it up.

Chen Zhe fell into waiting.

"At the end of the interrogation, there were no discrepancies in several information verifications. Zhao Jianfeng closed the black notebook after a while, walked out of the door of the department and instructed the person: "Take him to a clean room to rest." Three days later, President Li returned for a formal interrogation. ”

"Brother Zhao, I'm afraid not. Chen Zhe saw the twenties-year-old trotter opposite Zhao Jianfeng with a look of embarrassment.

Zhao Jianfeng frowned: "What?"

"Word came from when you were inside. Vice Chairman Sun has personally nominated the case for trial, and he will directly conduct a closed trial within us at 6 p.m. The subordinate was submissive, and said, "And Yan Biao will come over to listen." ”

"What is Yan Biao here to do. Emotions appeared in Zhao Jianfeng's tone.

"This... Yan Biao, as one of the top ten in the town-level sequence, has the right to observe according to the rules of the current Martial Arts Guild. ”

Zhao Jianfeng pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and thought: "Come on, what time is it?"

"Five o'clock in the evening. ”

"Yes. He looked through the window at the bottom of the hallway, it was a little dark, and the faint glow of the sun was faintly visible on the edge of the sky.

"Get some food for the little guy inside. ”

"Okay. ”

"Wait, let Qiuxia go and take him downstairs to the office of the deacon's team. ”

"Oh, Sister Qiuxia, I know I'm going to call her. ”

A few footsteps outside the door were far away, and Chen Zhe rubbed his wrist that was still aching, waiting for the verdict to come.