The night is a breeding ground for sin.

Taking off the mask of the day, tearing off the disguise of hypocrisy, sin and lust are intertwined, and all the dirt and unbearable are carried out under the cover of night.

Outside of a luxurious villa, Song Zaitian was very impatient and smoked a cigarette.

And beside him, followed by the members of the Special Operations Group, who were also in low spirits.

They're upset right now.

The previous "Lori Ghost King Kidnapping Incident", all of them were injured, and they had to go on a mission before the injury was healed, and their dissatisfaction can be imagined.

Moreover, the target of this mission is still a disgusting guy!

"Guys from the Special Operations Group have worked hard, and I'm really sorry to bother you to keep watch outside on such a hot day! I'm going to have supper, so I won't talk to you. Aha~~"

A disgusting voice sounded, obviously a greeting, but it always revealed a bit of mockery, and in the end, I couldn't hold back the "aha" that popped out, which made the members of the special operations group feel unspeakable grievances and shame.

Who can be such a nuisance, but Han Ming?

A few months ago, Han Ming's Mystery Club was destroyed by Ke Wang and his party.

Ke Wang's trouble, he naturally didn't dare to look for it. But is there less such a thing as anger in this world?

In addition, the deputy head of the special operations group is the Song Jae-tian who makes him hate......

In the past few months, he has not thought about revenge. It just so happened that an official uncle of his family became the target of the white-clothed Ah Fei, who has been in the limelight recently.

The waste of that group of special operations groups is idle, so it is better to transfer it over to watch the home care home!

As the head of the Han family, Han Ming controlled fifty percent of the medicinal resources in Huaxia and was the largest logistics distributor of the Paranormal Investigation Bureau. He sent a sentence, which is more effective than the director!

No matter how unhappy Song Zaitian and his team members were, they still had to worry about the survival of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, so they had to bow their heads and be small.

Han Ming just came to mock now.

He has lost to Song Zaitian since he was a child, and he has always been very unconvinced. Obviously, he is the one who started early, but he always can't catch up with the footsteps of his junior brother, and in the end, he can't even compete for the identity of the backbone of the special operations team Song Zaitian.

But now, he is a powerful existence that stomps his feet, and the capital will tremble.

It's better to do a good job than to be reincarnated, this truth is a wise saying in the world.

After some ridicule, Han Ming flashed with pride. His time is precious, and he doesn't have time to waste it on this group of waste!

"Deputy Chief, let's do it! Find a chance to kill him! Make sure you do it without you knowing. ”

After Han Ming left, some members of the special operations team who were unwilling to swallow their anger began to propose to Song Zaitian.

"That's it, we're a special operations group, how can we be sent to catch thieves!

"These corrupt officials should let Ah Fei steal all their family property! Why should we wade into this troubled water!"

"Yes, yes! Now the people are saying that Ah Fei is a thief, and we still have to help the corrupt officials arrest him, what is this called!"

"Isn't that a lackey? Although others call us the eagle dog of the imperial court, we can't really treat ourselves as dogs! Looking at the attitude of the surnamed Han, it is too infuriating!"

"Deputy Chief, let's do it! We promise we won't let anyone else find out!"

......

Noisy yelling, noisy yelling.

Song Zaitian threw away the cigarette in his hand, kicked a few flying kicks, and kicked the prickly heads that took the lead in proposing to the ground.

As a member of the Special Operations Team of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, he ignored the laws of the Bureau and the "Spiritual Rules" and openly discussed the assassination of a ...... in front of the public. Citizens of China, this is a very serious violation of discipline!"

Speaking of Han Ming, Song Zaitian obviously hesitated, but he endured his nausea, and he still continued.

"You stand guard well, other things are not your responsibility!"

Maybe it was because even he was disgusted, Song Zaitian also felt sick to his stomach after saying these words, and lit a cigarette again and walked to the corner to blow the wind. Leaving a group of Special Operations Group members messy in the wind.

Their team leader is still the iron-faced and selfless "deputy chief of the ghost", and he has no personal feelings at all!

Just stand guard, it's not like you haven't stood anyway!

It is said that cultivating immortals is good, who can know how hard it is to cultivate immortals! After putting on the clothes of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, they are no longer the free cultivators.

These team members no longer have any heroic spirit of eliminating violence and peace, and they are standing bored, which is considered to be exercise.

To be honest, they don't pay much attention to the task at hand.

Even if they are dressed in the skin of the government, they are still powerful cultivators. The white-clothed Ah Fei can be like no one in the secular world, but when he meets them, he can't get any bargains!

That's what they believe.

Well, they are flying upright, and they are sorry for the readers if they don't slap them in the face!

So, when the time predicted by the advance letter came, when everyone was still talking and laughing, and it was not serious, there was a scream like a ghost crying wolf from the villa.

"My money!"

Everyone was cold, and hurriedly ran into the villa to check the situation.

A fat middle-aged fat man looked at the empty safe in distraction, holding the white-clothed Ah Fei's iconic "after-the-fact business card" in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were still a little twitching, and he was about to die. The people around him were not much better, counting their faces in confusion, well, it was their faces.

There was nothing unusual in the room, and the surveillance cameras everywhere showed no signs of an intruder. The safe in the corner had just been opened by the owner of the villa, and it had not been opened when it was stolen.

So how did Ah Fei bypass their layers of defenses and steal the money in the safe without realizing it?

Song Zaitian's face was pale, he didn't say a word, walked over silently, and took off the "business card" that the fat man was holding tightly in his hand.

"Hopeless justice, white-clothed Ah Fei ginseng!"

The business card full of middle two breath made Song Zaitian's eyes twitch.

Song Zaitian hatefully crumpled this "business card" into a ball, and four words popped out of his mouth: "A Fei in white!"

......

The night is the best cover for thieves.

But some people don't bother to use this cover.

On the roof of a building not far from the villa, a young man was looking out over the railing.

Dressed in a gorgeous white suit and dressed with bright roses on her chest, she wants to pull more and more style, and she doesn't look like a thief at all.

The handsome face evoked a wicked smile.

Today's white-clothed Ah Fei is also invincible.