Separated by many people, many people who seemed to be alive but could die at any time, An Zheng and Qin Shuang looked at each other. It's not a nice star, both of them have a little red eyes, and behind the red is bloodlust.

Qin Shuang has encountered all kinds of opponents in his life, and he has never flinched. He always believes that a soldier can die in battle but must not retreat, once there is the first retreat, then it will become a habit, and there will be no more indomitable in his bones.

So he was always thinking about whether he could kill An Zheng or not.

What if you can't?

An Zheng's words pierced his heart like a knife, and every word seemed to cut his heart.

Yes, if you can't kill An Zheng, this guy will really become a bloodthirsty ghost, there are almost 100,000 border troops in Guancheng, it can be said that there are such masters, of course An Zheng can't really kill all the 100,000 border troops, but he can kill many, many people, so much that Qin Shuang can't afford it.

Dignity?

Qin Shuang suddenly regretted saying these two words.

"Anzheng, are you sure you know what you're doing?"

He asked.

An Zheng sneered: "Qin ...... General, you have begun to retreat in your heart when you ask me this sentence. You are a general who leads troops into battle, and the life and death of 100,000 soldiers are in your hands, and you are reluctant because of my few words...... Don't you think you'll become more and more cowardly when you lead troops in the future?"

This sentence made Qin Shuang eager to kill An Zheng immediately.

"Dilemma?"

An Zheng looked at Qin Shuang's eyes: "Then when Mr. Fang died in front of you, did you ever feel sad?"

Qin Shuang's fists clenched, and those colorful feather arrows floating beside him began to make a crackling sound, which was a bursting murderous aura. Enraged, he took a step forward, and the feathered arrows began to spin, ready to shoot at Anzheng at any moment.

"I didn't come directly to the General's Mansion, I went to the morgue first. ”

An Zheng said: "I saw Mr. Fang's body in the morgue, that knife will really make Mr. Fang's heart ache." After he died, he casually threw it in the morgue and waited for him to decompose, so that he could not even be buried, right? The people of the Department of Detectives were really interesting, and they protected the body just so that people could see the shameful stab? This shame was not only for the border army, but also for the Department of Detectives. ”

An Zheng took a deep breath: "So I took off the official uniform of the Detective Division, I feel that all the people in this city who wear the clothes of the Detective Division are humiliating my personality." ”

The door creaked open completely, and dozens of spy guards from the Detective Affairs Department rushed in to surround the security group. But these people are not Xue Gouchen's, but Zhu Xiaojian's. They are not here to restrain the contention, but to protect it.

"It's not so easy to take off when you put on your clothes. ”

Zhu Xiaojian walked into the general's mansion with his hands behind his back, his face was as cold as the frost of three or nine days.

"I have divided half of the people to the morgue, and Mr. Fang's body will be sent back to Yancheng in the safest and safest way. ”

Zhu Xiaojian glanced at An Zheng, and then looked at Qin Shuang, he casually hugged his fists and said hello.

"General Qin, there are some things that I don't need to say too clearly, right? You know what Mr. Fang's identity is, treat Mr. Fang like this, you may forget what the Detective Department does. You are a great general, with a high position, a heavy army, and a lot of prestige. But what the Department of Detectives is doing is to find some people who can't take out things that are dark and can't take them out to dry, General Qin, you are bright and fair, so naturally you are not afraid of the sun?"

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