General Wilson, who was 1.9 meters tall, weighed nearly 208, was as strong as a cow, with a full beard and chest hair, which pulled the sexual tension of his whole body almost 404.

His explosive tendon flesh is also too sexy.

But when he staggered a few steps closer to Zhang Ruoyu, his steel face, which was originally as wild as a beast, almost lost its paint, white for a while, red for a while, and distorted.

Before he knew Zhang Xiangbei, he felt that the young man in front of him was really ordinary, and he had no memory points at all.

But at this moment, every cell in Wilson's body is desperately trying to remember this angular handsome face.

He had to make sure that the next time they met, they didn't make such a misunderstanding that was completely unnecessary and didn't end well.

"Zhang Xiang... Bear. ”

Wilson used that non-standard Chinese accent to forcibly hold back a broad spectrum.

Not to mention, it's quite like the accent of the boss who did a clothing business in the nineties of the last century.

After saying hello, Wilson immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave one to Zhang Ruoyu.

This picture stunned the leaders of the special departments.

So what did Xing Zhao say to Wilson?

Lie to him that this buddy is Qin Shi Huang?

Wilson sent cigarettes to Zhang Xiangbei, and then turned around to send cigarettes to Lin Qingxi and Han Jiangxue.

Auntie won't, didn't answer.

Han always doesn't smoke outside and doesn't pick up.

Wilson was not reluctant, and walked back to Zhang Xiangbei, his legs twitching.

"Say it earlier."

General Wilson forced a smile: "This is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family does not enter the door." ”

General Wilson used his life's Chinese writing skills to make up these two sentences, and beads of sweat oozed from his back.

He can trust Xing Zhao.

He even knew that Xing Zhao had worked in Beimang before.

No Beimang soldier would joke about their idols.

And after confirming his identity, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the man standing in front of him must be Zhang Xiangbei.

That temperament, that straight spine, that sharp eyes, and that domineering side leakage between gestures.

He wanted to say that he was not Zhang Xiangbei, and Wilson was the first to refuse.

After some eye contact, mental exchange, and aura, Wilson walked back to the base camp and said to the department leader on the side: "Since they can't come up with a complete chain of evidence to prove that they are the murderers, in my opinion, let's go back and analyze the case first, sort out the materials, and it's best to wait for Miss Catherine to get out of danger, and then consult Miss Catherine herself." As you said, we must not misunderstand any good citizen. ”

"To handle a case, we have to talk about evidence, we have to consider the national situation, and it is impossible for Miss Catherine to be a VIP because she is a guest of honor, so we will strive for preferential treatment for her." Wilson said in a deep voice. "I believe that even Miss Catherine, who is still lying in the ICU, will definitely not agree to such a brutal case, which is not in line with her values."

After listening to this, a certain department leader pretended to retreat and advance: "Then don't we run for nothing?" ”

"Life is full of scenery."

Wilson calmly lit a cigarette, looked around and said, "The prosperity of your country's night market is impressive. In our country of America, even dogs don't dare to go out at this point. ”

"That's right." The department leader had a deep understanding and sighed. "A few years ago, when I was on a business trip to your country, I was hungry in the middle of the night and wanted to go out for some supper, but I couldn't even find a hair, and the wallet I carried with me was robbed."

"You call the police." General Wilson frowned, a little competitive. "Our security may not be as good as your country, but we will not be stingy with a bullet in the face of the dark forces."

The department leader looked like you were quite proud, and pouted: "What I personally mean is that even if you take this man through the motions and ask questions, it's not a trip in vain." I didn't know how to explain to the leader when I went back empty-handed. ”

Wilson was shocked, frowned, and said, "Why are you arresting people without evidence?" Do you still talk about human rights? Is there still a law? If you really want to arrest them, why don't you arrest those two ladies? As far as I know, those two ladies had a holiday with Miss Catherine, but it was this Mr. Zhang, who was a perfect innocent! ”

"Forget it, don't catch it." The head of the department was a little irritated. "It's like I like to bully my own people."

General Wilson led the crowd away.

The department leader also left by car with Xing Zhao and a group of people.

As soon as the car started, the department leader couldn't help but gossip: "What did you just say to Wilson?" Why did he suddenly wither? ”

Xing Zhao tilted his head slightly, looked at the man standing on the side of the road solemnly, and his emotions were difficult to calm down: "I said that he is Zhang Xiangbei." ”

The department leader twitched the corner of his mouth, and cold sweat was dripping: "Little brother, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, especially if you still have Beimang's resume, don't you feel uncomfortable when you say this?" ”

"Next time, definitely." Xing Zhao grinned and glanced at the department leader. "Brother, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"Don't worry, it's all my own family, can I still sell you?"

The department leader patted his chest, not at all like the sour appearance of a needle in the thick of the bitter needle that had just been compared with Wilson, very happy.

"Well, thanks." Xing Zhao said, and the words changed abruptly. "Brother, my car is back in the wall, where can I put you down?"

The leader was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Just let me down at the intersection in front." ”

"Okay."

The sedan drove quickly to the intersection and put down the leaders.

Smack.

In the dark carriage, Xing Zhao lit a cigarette and said indifferently: "Go back to the night market." ”

"Yes." The eyed young man who was driving nodded heavily, his eyes restless.

Xing Zhao smoked a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Someone wants to move my sister-in-law and aunt in front of the boss." ”

"Everyone, write a suicide note."

"Tonight, the Boss is going to go into the wall."

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PS: Tomorrow 3. Today's first chapter also has a lot of words...