Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 1045 A quarrel broke out
Time is running out, so Chen's detachment immediately sets off for Xidu No. 1 Hospital. As for Licheng, don't stay here if it's cold. That's enough.

After he left, bad news came one after another, and documents from various departments were flying like snowflakes.

"Undercover Li Xun died!"

"Undercover Zhang Yiyi died!"

"Undercover Hui Qishen died!"

"..."

That night, the Licheng police fell into blood-red terror.

Whenever news of a comrade's death came, the veins on Zou Jie's arms would jump.

The anger in his heart was burning. He didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He wanted the D. organization to pay the price for what they did today. He wanted them to die.

Caught off guard, with a "bang", he stood up suddenly, kicked away the chair, and rushed towards the door without warning.

It was obvious at a glance that something was wrong with him mentally, so Han Wu issued an order.

"Stop him!"

In an instant, the police officers closest to the door of the conference room immediately took action. Four or five people took action at the same time. After a fierce struggle and chaos, they were able to subdue Zou Jie.

Zou Jie's face was red with anger and excitement, and the veins on his neck and forehead swelled. He kept struggling, trying to get out of control, but his limbs were tightly entangled.

He could only roar, could only roar, with all his strength.

"Let me go, let me go -"

"I'm going to save them."

"I'm going to save people, let me go, ahhhh——"

The hysterical roar was accompanied by crying, which was heartbreaking to hear.

Just when everyone thought he had exhausted his strength and let down his guard.

Suddenly, a powerful force shook everyone away, and Zou Jie punched one of them in the face without hesitation.

Everyone saw blood splattering in the air.

Zou Jie took action against one of his own!
This is completely unexpected.

Han Wu was also taken aback. After he came to his senses, he shouted sternly, "Zou Jie, what do you want to do!"

However, what he met was a pair of scarlet eyes. Zou Jie smiled sadly and yelled at him in a hoarse voice, "If I come back and just sit on the chair like you and wait for the death of my comrade, I, Zou Jie, would have "You deserve to die in the mission." "Your life is important, but the life of the undercover policeman is not?"

There was a young and spirited policeman in the crowd who was furious and couldn't help but started arguing with him.

"Do you think you are the only one who works hard and is useful, and we are useless if we don't work hard?"

"Since the day you arrived, all of us have been cooperating with your work. We have called the police time and time again for your impulses but failed. What else do you want?"

"Stop arguing!" Han Wu saw that the situation was out of control and hurriedly stopped him.

But the two people were obviously already on top. In the noise, Han Wu's voice seemed weaker and softer because of his illness, without any shock.

"You are a lame man with two legs. What's the use of going there? You will only be a drag on us..."

As soon as these words came out, Zou Jie calmed down. The things that he was most worried about these days were laid out openly and spread out in front of everyone.

His body swayed and he felt dizzy.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The young policeman also realized that he had made a mistake. Just as he was about to explain, he was stopped in place by Zou Jie's next move.

I saw Zou Jie slowly taking off his hat, then unbuttoning his uniform one by one, calmly and calmly taking off his uniform and placing it gently on the table.

He didn't leave anything behind, turned around, and left here without looking back.

"Cough cough cough..." Han Wu coughed violently, his pale face clouded, and his whole body exuded overwhelming pressure.

He walked step by step in front of the young policeman. His tall figure was like a mountain weighing down people's breath.

The young policeman lowered his head in fear.

A majestic voice came from above.

"Useless and a drag. If these are the four words you use to view an undercover policeman who survived death, then you can take off these clothes."

"I'm not······"

Without waiting for the young policeman to explain, Han Wu quickly turned his back to him and sat down again. He was not the one who should listen to the explanation.

There was already a layer of aura surrounding him that was far away from anyone. He only occasionally made a fist with one hand and put it to his mouth to cover up his uncontrollable coughing.

(End of this chapter)