Disassemble the second generation super martial arts system

After the woman left, Shi Biao stepped into the room, looked at Yuan Datou and said word by word: "Captain, I admire you so much!"

"It's nothing."

"No, no, wait for me to finish. Captain, I really admire you so much! How did you know Zeng Zimeng! She is the most famous news anchor in the entire East China Sea!

You don't even know, I grew up watching her news!Captain, can you introduce me and ask her to sign for me! "

Growing up watching her news?
Two black lines appeared on Yuan Datou's forehead.

Shi Biao didn't know it, and kept talking nonsense until Yuan Datou hit him hard on the back of the head, and he had no choice but to shut up.

When Yuan Datou drove to the door of Donghai Police Station, Shi Biao couldn't help but said again: "Captain, you want to find their chief?"

Yuan Datou didn't speak, just stopped at the gate of Donghai Police Station.

The policeman at the gate of the police station saw the car of the [-] battalion, his face changed, and while notifying the command center through the walkie-talkie, he walked slowly to the side of the car and saluted.

"Hello……"

The car window was lowered, and Yuan Datou said in a deep voice: "Tell you the chief, I have been here."

After finishing speaking, the car window was raised, Yuan Datou kicked the gas pedal, and the car drove away, leaving only the policeman with a confused face to tremblingly convey what he had just heard to the director Zhu Zheng.

Director Zhu didn't say anything when he heard this sentence, and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

After the door was closed, Zhu Zheng picked up his mobile phone, dialed Yuan Datou's number, and said in a deep voice, "Let Zhao Dafu come and surrender..."

Yuan Datou hung up the phone before the words were finished.

Zhu Zheng dialed again: "I can ask the judge for him..."

Yuan Datou hung up the phone again.

Zhu Zheng dialed again: "Don't push yourself too far!"

Yuan Datou still hung up the phone.

In just a few minutes, the two made nearly 10 phone calls. Yuan Datou just listened to a sentence before hanging up the phone.

He was comparing Zhu Zheng, and he believed that what he had told Zhu Zheng before would definitely be able to force Zhu Zheng to agree to let Zhao Dafu go.

Judging from the current situation, he has already succeeded in half.

At least, Zhu Zheng's persistent phone calls proved that Zhu Zheng didn't want to leave the Donghai Police Station.

According to Yuan Datou's calculation, he is the only one who can protect him and keep him in Donghai Police Station!
Except for him, none of the big bosses in the Donghai City Government wanted to pull Zhu Zheng off his horse!
Of course, the reason why no one has done anything yet is just waiting, or measuring.

In this world, there are many things that affect the whole body!

Take Zhu Zheng as an example, if Su Wei's brother-in-law wants to take Zhu Zheng down, then Zhu Zheng will expose all of Su Wei's actions!
If this information is exposed, Su Wei's brother-in-law, Secretary Wang, will face a huge crisis of trust!

Moreover, without the cooperation of the Public Security Bureau, there is no way for him to completely block the media!

Come to think of it, it was precisely because Su Wei knew about this that he was aggressive when facing Zhu Zheng, and he looked relaxed and comfortable when facing Sun Sjin.

"I said, old grandson, you don't have to worry too much. No matter how powerful his surname is Zhu, he can't do anything to me! Look, even if I'm in the internment room, I can be with whomever I want, eat whatever I want What to eat, what about his surname Zhu?
Alright, grandson, come on, let us have a drink. "

It is undeniable that Su Wei's treatment is not bad.

Originally, he could only stay in a small single room.

But today a different policeman was on duty in the internment room, and without saying a word, he changed Su Wei to a bigger room, and even brought food and drinks in.

Not to mention how many drinks and dishes there are, as long as they can be delivered, it is considered a great thing.

After all, this public security bureau is now surnamed Zhu...

Sun Sijin sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Su Wei, I'm different from you. I'm getting old, and I don't have so much ambition to win or lose. Originally, I planned to retire after this year..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, drink, drink."

With that said, Su Wei grabbed his own wine glass and touched the wine glass in front of Sun Sijin.

I don't know if it's because of his too much strength, or if Sun Sijin is a little distracted, the wine glass is wobbly, and it looks like it's about to fall off the table.

Sun Sijin panicked, and quickly reached out to catch the wine glass, never thinking that if he was not careful, he would not say that the wine glass was not received, and even dropped the bowl and chopsticks on the ground.

With a few snaps, it broke into pieces.

"Look, old grandson, grandson, you just can't do it in this state of mind. What a waste of wine!"

Sun Sijin responded with a wry smile again, bowed his head, and made a gesture to pick up the bowls and chopsticks.

Su Wei glanced at him with some disgust, and hurriedly said: "It's all dirty, what else are you picking up, don't worry about it, I'll send someone to get a new pair."

While speaking, Su Wei turned his head and said to the police on duty outside the door.

At the same time, Sun Sijin also straightened up, looking at the back of Su Wei's head with complicated eyes.

The policeman didn't seem to notice that Sun Sjin picked up a piece of broken bowl on the ground, he agreed with a flattering smile, turned around and left.

At the same time as he turned around, Sun Sijin gritted his teeth, held the piece of debris, and slashed towards Su Wei's throat!
Broken tiles, sharp as a knife!

Especially this time Sun Sixing exerted all his strength!

Without any suspense, the main artery in Su Wei's neck was cut open, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Su Wei's eyes widened, and he looked at Sun Sixing in disbelief. Before he could call for help, he could only cover his throat with his hands in vain, trying to keep those precious liquids in his body for a few more seconds. Or a few minutes.

In the end, everything is in vain.

Watching Su Wei slowly fall to the ground, Sun Sijin dropped the porcelain in his hand, his fingers trembling uncontrollably because the tiger's mouth was scratched by the porcelain.

Blood trickled down his fingers onto the floor.

Shaking his head, Sun Sijin sat back on the chair, picked up the bottle of white wine with his missing left hand, directly pointed at the bottle, and took a sip hard.

The bottle was put down, and the police who had left before went back and forth.

In his hand, there are no bowls and chopsticks, only a gun.

In his eyes, there was panic, fear, and worry.

Sun Sijin smiled, but his smile was uglier than crying, and it didn't make the policeman relax.

"Shoot, or I'll do it myself."

"Snapped!"

Gunshots rang out, and the internment room, which was originally as quiet as a mortuary, exploded in an instant!
The siren blared, and countless policemen rushed in from the door!

Su Wei, lying on the ground, desperately wanted to be ugly.

Sun Sijin fell on his side and was shot in the chest, with a serene expression on his face, as if relieved.

As for the policeman who shot and killed Sun Sijin, he was kneeling on the ground with a mournful expression on his face...