Rebirth 2006, creating a super consortium

Seeing Liang Mengsong, who was still in shock, An Xin smiled at him apologetically and said, "Mr. Liang, I'm sorry to have caused you such trouble for no reason!"

An Xin's apology relieved Liang Mengsong's nervousness a little. After shaking his head with a complicated expression, he couldn't help but sighed: "Mr. An, this trip is worthwhile!"

To be honest, this is not the first time Liang Mengsong has encountered a similar gunfight!

After all, he had lived in America for twenty years, so he had actually accumulated a wealth of life experience in this regard!

But no matter how many times he has experienced similar situations, every experience still makes him nervous and fearful!

Fortunately, this time, I survived unscathed!

But when he thought of his subconscious behavior just now, Liang Mengsong's face suddenly became hot and irritated!

Without him, it would be so embarrassing!

Especially compared with Anxin's calmness, it's even more embarrassing!

An Xin noticed Liang Mengsong's strangeness, thinking that the sudden incident was still affecting him, and immediately spoke to comfort him: "Mr. Liang, don't worry, the matter is completely over, and there will be no more accidents!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Mengsong instantly realized that An Xin had misunderstood. He waved his hands awkwardly and explained, "Mr. An, that's not what I meant. I just felt that my behavior just now was very shameful!"

"Shame on you?" An Xin was slightly stunned, then said with a smile: "Mr. Liang, this is human nature. I don't think there is anything wrong with your behavior just now. On the contrary, I think your behavior just now is the best solution for ordinary people when encountering emergencies, so there is really no need to feel ashamed of it!"

After saying this, An Xin reached out to pick up the teapot to replace the tea leaves, but found that the tea she brewed previously was still warm!

Good guy, warm tea kills the bandits, right?

After secretly laughing at herself, An Xin decided to change the tea leaves. After a routine three-brew process, she poured another cup of hot tea for Liang Mengsong and gestured, "Mr. Liang, come and have a cup of tea to calm your nerves!"

Liang Mengsong nodded slightly, reached out to hold up the teacup and carefully sniffed the tea. Instead of savouring it slowly as before, he drank it all in one gulp.

This shows that he is still somewhat uneasy inside.

But after putting down the teacup, Liang Mengsong smiled very freely and said, "Haha, Mr. An, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Long live understanding!"

"Haha, what's wrong with that..."

Before An Xin could finish her words, she was interrupted by Yang Fan beside her: "Boss, seven or eight police cars have blocked all exits of the club, but they have not taken any further action for the time being. However, when the logistics department monitored the LAPD radio channel in real time, they found that they were calling for more support!"

"Don't worry, someone is handling the LAPD matters, and it will be done soon!" An Xin was confident about this, but immediately added: "Of course, it is not clear whether there are any problems with these LAPD, so brothers still need to remain on high alert!"

"By the way, during this period, if those LAPD dare to make any intrusion, just let the brothers shoot them dead first!"

"Understood!" Yang Fan nodded immediately and continued to ask: "Boss, is there anything else to add?"

An Xin bowed her head and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "No more, go and do your work... Hey, wait a minute, what's going on with the interrogation?"

After hearing this, Yang Fan immediately replied: "I just asked Han Xing, and Han Xing said that Chen He is urgently interrogating the injured gangster. Chen He guarantees that there will be specific results within ten minutes!"

"Chen He?" After hearing this name, An Xin smiled with relief and said, "Okay, I'm relieved. You go and do your work first, and report back if there is any latest situation!"

"Ok!"

Chen He is a very important person!

Before he retired from the army, he was a formal member of an experimental team in China.

This is a genuine experimental team, definitely China's top action team!

Anyone who can pass the layers of selection and be selected into this team is, without exception, the top individual soldier selected from thousands of people in the army!

To be honest, if Chen He hadn't been seriously injured during the mission and then chose to retire because his recovery was not particularly ideal, An Xin really wouldn't have been able to recruit a super-powerful person of this level!

Since there is such a powerful man in charge, An Xin is of course full of confidence in the upcoming interrogation!

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In an empty box in the club, the black man who was shot in the right arm by the security team in the parking lot was now firmly fixed on a chair in the lobby.

Of course, the security team is still very humane. They have helped Brother Hei to urgently treat his right arm which was completely penetrated by a 5.56mm bullet. The amount of bleeding from the wound is currently very small, and the probability of survival is very high!

But Brother Hei had no time to care about all these at this time. He was sweating profusely as he looked at the two men opposite him who were smoking silently. His eyes were full of pleading, and his mouth sealed with tape kept making a "wuwu" sound, as if he wanted to say something!

But the two men opposite ignored the panic-stricken Heige and continued smoking leisurely.

Soon, one of the men, who was very muscular and had a scar on his cheek, took a long puff of his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, turned his head to look at the expressionless man next to him, and asked with a smile: "Captain Han, what do you think of this black guy? Let's have some fun with him?"

"No, the boss is in a hurry, so let's not do anything messy!" Han Xing shook his head slightly, then looked directly at the other party and said in a deep voice: "Chen He, you are an interrogation expert. You decide how to interrogate him, but the premise is that it must be fast, and as fast as possible, understand?"

"understand!"

Chen He grinned, then reached out and took the tactical backpack he was carrying, opened it, and took out a dark box from it. Then he walked towards the sweaty Heige, and said leisurely as he walked, "Captain Han, things are too urgent, it's hard to control the intensity, and the next scene may be a bit bloody. Otherwise, you can go and do other things first?"

"Of course, I promise to get the information the boss wants within ten minutes. How about that?"

Han Xing glanced at his tactical watch, flicked away his cigarette butt, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, then I'll leave Heige to you. The LAPD will probably be here soon. I have to go out and take care of some peripheral matters. See you later!"

After saying that, before Chen He could reply, Han Xing turned around and left the box!

Soon, Chen He's friendly greetings in American slang and Heige's begging for mercy were heard from the box...

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