martial law

Everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

However, there was still a faint pain in the depths of his bones, telling him that it was not an illusion.

I just pulled my hand a little later, I am afraid that this hand will become swollen all the time.

The few special police officers behind him all looked in surprise.

However, some police officers from the city bureau laughed loudly.

Seems happy to see this happen.

Of course they knew how powerful Yang Lin was.

Although Yang Lin didn't express himself on weekdays.

However, when handling the case, the murderers who were personally caught all proved this point.

No matter how fierce or vicious the prisoner is, once he falls into Yang Lin's hands, he will immediately become the most docile little sheep.

That's not some moral influence, but a punch and a kick, and it's hard to beat him.

No matter how fierce you are, if the bones of your hands and feet are broken by you, are you still fierce?

Yang Lin's law enforcement is so simple and rude.

Of course, some people express dissatisfaction on weekdays.

However, under Cao Yi's strong protection, there was no trouble.

More thieves were caught.

Colleagues in the city bureau saw him make a lot of shots, so they were not surprised.

……

Zhu Jia smiled happily from the side: "I'm not wrong, Yang Lin is very powerful, he single-handedly picked out the Korean Taekwondo gym, and forced President Li to surrender.

This ability is simply extraordinary, I have never seen anyone more powerful than him. "

Girl, you might as well not say it.

Yang Lin secretly pinched the teeth.

This is every sentence is helping oneself to pull hatred.

However, she was very innocent, as if she didn't know anything.

So, Yang Lin understood that Reporter Zhu was actually not very high in emotional intelligence, and he didn't know how to take care of others.

For example, the thoughts of these people in the SWAT team.

The masters in the army are the most arrogant, and it is undoubtedly very difficult for them to admit that they are not as good as the folk Lianjiazi.

In particular, this time the escort mission and the opportunity to build relationships with the upper echelons were all destroyed.

Under the dual reasons, it would be weird to see yourself pleasing to the eye.

"If you can use a gun, you are definitely not my opponent."

After froze for a while, Tang Hong, who was old and blushing, dropped these words, turned around and left with a dozen special police officers, and set off ahead.

The last sentence is a fig leaf.

In fact, it is also true.

At least, he really thinks so.

The masters in the army are not only good at extreme fighting, but also good at shooting guns.

Pay attention to the coordination of physique and marksmanship.

More than half of their strength lies in guns.

Excluding marksmanship and only comparing hand-to-hand combat ability is obviously unfair to them.

Yang Lin naturally knew this.

I also understand the other party's last stubbornness.

However, he obviously has no idea of ​​easing the relationship.

He just curled his lips and smiled, without saying anything.

When I saved Cao Yi's face and shook hands, I didn't fight back.

It's only because Lao Cao is his immediate boss.

Although, this immediate boss is not too important in his eyes, and he doesn't necessarily have to obey orders in everything.

However, Yang Lin is actually a person who does as the Romans do in some respects.

On the issue of not violating his own principles, his personality is quite gentle. Give his colleagues a little face and let Cao Yi back, and he will not lose a piece of flesh.

Everyone can understand in their hearts what is going on.

However, the special police captain in front of him, what kind of onion is that?

It's nothing more than the leader of the brother unit.

There is no direct affiliation, and there is no friendship on weekdays.

Come forward and want to overwhelm yourself and give yourself a blow?

Yang Lin will not be used to the other party's bad temper.

Without a slap on the ground on the spot, it was already the task of taking care of tonight.

Otherwise, he will really step on the other side's face to the ground.

There is such arrogance.

Chapter 239 Wing Chun White Crane

It was already evening.

It had been raining lightly for a whole day, and finally stopped.

More than [-] police cars parked on the Municipal Bureau Square.

Groups of policemen, all wearing steel helmets and bulletproof vests, have all guns and ammunition ready.

When the time was set, Cao Yi blew his whistle with a beep.

Everyone lined up, got into the car, and turned on the police lights. The screaming sound echoed in the night sky, and they went straight to the suburbs.

Once out of town, the lights went out and the sirens fell silent.

In the night, only the slight roar of the engine could be heard.

The team rushed towards the mountains.

Because I want to protect Reporter Zhu, lest this delicate flower be shot down.

Yang Lin, the mighty member of the Municipal Bureau, did not sit on top of the assault vehicles in front of him.

Instead, he was sitting on a police car in the last row, sitting with Reporter Zhu, enjoying his fragrant body falling back and forth in his arms from time to time.

The reason why I only talk about fragrant, not soft.

It was because Zhu Jia was also wearing a steel helmet and bulletproof vest, her whole body was stiff and she was panicking.

How do you feel? It's not so good.

Yang Lin had nothing to do, so he closed his eyes, ignoring Zhu Jia's chatter in his ear, and his mind was already immersed in his own secret method of refining essence.

Refinement is a long-term process.

Ever since I felt comfortable, I realized the way of boxing the world, and I found the touch in my heart.

Yang Lin found that he had gradually been able to finely control the blood vessels and bone marrow production in his body.

There is an extremely subtle power that is quietly sprouting and growing.

This is nuanced, not nuanced.

Macroscopic and microscopic are originally two huge propositions that lead to the same goal by different routes.

If it is said that Yang Lin used to practice physical training, he trained his muscles and bones, and then he trained his viscera, his blood and his marrow.

It is a very macroscopic process.

Then, in this world, seeking to be touched and going deep inside is a microscopic physical training process.

He took the path of qi, blood, and essence again, and walked on another path, and finally saw something that he had overlooked before.

Mastering this energy and blood power again, he found that he could do more and become stronger.

At the same level of strength, the power he can control is even more perfect.

With the powerful and majestic basic energy and blood power, and then mastered with subtle and delicate manipulation techniques, he can beat the two previous selves.

It's that strong.

The strength of Gang Jin is still being generated bit by bit.

This is a long-term process, but as long as you stick to this path, one day, you will be able to achieve great success and reach the point where you can see God.

There is no longer any bottleneck, all that is needed is time.

Of course, the accumulation process can also be shortened by using martial arts value.

However, Yang Lin hopes that he can experience every step of improvement in detail.

Until it turns into a power that you can truly and completely control.

At this time, there is no rush.

……

The vehicle passed through the mountain road with seven turns and eight bends, and after walking for half an hour, it saw a dark building in front of it.

There was the sound of machines roaring inside.

There is also a dim light, which shines through the gap.

Yang Lin looked through the car window, and saw the special police rushing in with their guns in their hands and their heads lowered.

Then, a large number of policemen followed.

He knew that this was the destination.

"Quick, quick, don't make a sound, don't yell if you encounter any situation on the road, remember to dodge bullets, and shoot carefully."

Cao Yi ran over, greeted Zhu Jia and the cameras, then ignored them and hurriedly followed the large group.

Yang Lin fell behind.

This time, his task was just to guard.

Credit is something that is too much and does not have much effect, so just leave it to others, as long as the goal can be achieved.

He thought so.

It's actually pretty good to stay behind and watch the thief-catching operation.

He thought so.

Zhu Jia was not satisfied.

After working so hard to win this opportunity, she is not willing to just be a bystander.

Gritting his teeth, Zhu Jia waved his hand, "Follow up, all of you, do war reporters know? Follow along.

I want first-hand video data, preferably to see how the two sides exchanged fire. "

While speaking, Miss Zhu rushed over with the microphone in hand.

Runs pretty fast.

While running, he was still talking: "Friends in the audience, tonight's special operation has officially started.

You've seen it all, the factory building in front is where drug dealers gather.

It is conceivable that they are speeding up the time to make a poison, and there are also some gunmen inside, and it is not ruled out that they have prepared bombs...

This trip is very dangerous, so we will film the real action of catching thieves for you. "