The Elf Guide is in my heart

At the entrance of the Eighth Precinct, the three five-star police officers were all shocked.

They have seen this crew-cut police officer before. Isn't this a prodigal who relies on his relationship with the chief to adjust police beauty Lily every day?

Looking at the latter's six-star police badge and elite combat police uniform, the three of them instantly understood that this had nothing to do with the director, but that they were both six-star police officers. This crew-cut man would not let the director go at all. In the eyes.

After all, Ping Tou's strength is real, but the director's strength, well, isn't that just a matter of opinion?

Although the police station strictly stipulates that higher-level police officers are not allowed to use their positions to harass lower-level police officers, but even if the current crew cut is forced, policewoman Lily will probably half-heartedly accept the crew cut.

"Captain, what are you talking about?" Bald Head smiled disapprovingly.

"It's not like a captain to destroy one's own prestige and gain the ambition of others!" The man with messy hair also echoed from the side.

"Captain, do you know the other party's identity!?" The man with glasses pushed up his glasses.

"The opponent's elf level is over level 70, and he is by no means an ordinary person. Perhaps as the captain said, this crisis is difficult." The bearded man looked thoughtful.

"Captain, have you really seen this guy? Who is he?" The last member of the team, a man with thick eyebrows, asked the crew chief.

But Flathead didn't speak, his expression was very calm.

But in the eyes of everyone, compared to calmness, it seemed to be a determination after making up one's mind.

Flathead looked at the man in black. Only he knew how scared he was now.

Even after dancing with death for so many years, he could never overcome the fear of death.

At first Pingtou thought that this time he was just a life-threatening fanatic. Even if the latter had a purpose and an agenda, he still felt that he could deal with it calmly.

After all, the elite team known as the "strongest" is definitely not in vain.

Although everyone in their team wears a six-star police badge, their Wind Speed ​​Dog levels are all over level 70.

This is definitely one of the strongest police echelons in Takasaki City and even the Kanto region.

"Has the highest-level rescue message been sent out?" Flathead asked the man with glasses.

The latter nodded and replied respectfully: "Captain, I have notified the headquarters that our reinforcements have received the news. He is currently near Gaoqi City and is on his way here with all his strength."

"Oh, who is it?" Flathead asked eagerly.

"Kandu, Fire King!" The man with glasses raised his voice slightly.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

"It's actually the Fire King?"

"Really or not, can we carry out this mission with the King of Heaven? There is really no regret in dying!" The bald head looked forward to it. He had been fascinated by the King of Heaven for a long time and wanted to make friends with him for a long time. .

"Captain, is it really okay to have the Deputy Minister of the Kanto Regional Security Headquarters come in person? Is this man in black really that strong?" The man with thick eyebrows still looked puzzled.

Because he felt that with the combined efforts of his six people, it would not be difficult to capture this man.

"Fire King?" Flathead frowned, and he quickly calculated the strength gap between the enemy and us in his mind.

But unfortunately, flat head cannot be calculated.

He only knew that the man in black was very strong, but where was his upper limit? He had no way of knowing.

Moreover, he didn't know if the six of him plus the Lord Heavenly King, with the combined strength of seven of them, could defeat this man.

"Captain, by the way, who is this man in black? Why are you so mother-in-law? It's not like you!" The messy-haired team member looked dissatisfied. Is the other party a rabbit or a tiger? No matter what, you have to tell us otherwise.

"Hey." Flathead sighed. He had his own reasons. Once the identity of the man in black was revealed to his members, how much of their combat power would be left?

It is said that you know yourself and your enemy, but if this enemy has absolute strength, then all strategies and plans are empty talk.

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In the three-story building of the Eighth Precinct, the fat director lowered his body and exposed half of his head. He looked out the window with a panic expression, especially the black figure outside the building. He stared at it for a long time.

After a long time, he actually let out a "wow" and cried, without any dignity from the director.

The two female secretaries squatting next to him glanced at him with disdain, but immediately disappeared under their glamorous makeup.

There is a saying that if you have nothing to do, you can be a secretary, and if you have something to do, you can be a secretary. But what should you do if you still want to do something?

The answer is simple. Just follow the example of the fat director and just hire a few more.

"Oh my god! Why him? Why did he appear in Kanto?"

"Isn't he in the world outside the area? What are you doing in Guandu?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.u.a. The dog is beeping. Someone come and save me." The fat director cried bitterly at a loss.

The delicate badge on the chest was even stained with unknown liquid, perhaps his tears, cold sweat, and snot.

After a while, he felt that he had been frightened too much, and his fragile little heart was in urgent need of compensation.

He hurriedly unzipped his pants, then grabbed the heads of the two female secretaries beside him with one hand and pressed them down.

"Work hard!" he ordered.

A few seconds later, the fat director's whole body trembled, and he finally looked better.

"Hmph, if you dare to shed a drop on the ground, I will throw you two into death row." He said viciously.

The faces of the two secretaries turned pale. They hurriedly covered their mouths, even lowered their heads, and carefully checked to see if there was anything they had missed or eaten. Let their tongues reach the places that their eyes could not see.

"Yeah." Ignoring the two people who were busy below, the fat director pondered seriously.

People like him must know clearly what kind of people they can offend and what kind of people they must not offend.

The man in black is the most untouchable example among them. Even thinking about it is scary.

Based on his connections in the Kanto Pokémon Association, he had the opportunity to look through the secrets of the World Security Headquarters, which was part of the information about the man in black.

But thinking of this, he felt scared again.

The two female secretaries below were shocked, because they almost lost their words, but the thing actually retracted.

At this moment, it was even more impossible for the fat director to see the even more contemptuous expressions on his face as the two secretaries made charming and soft sucking sounds.

"These elites notified the Fire King of Kanto, but that boy's strength was more than a little inferior." The director, Fatty, looked helpless and anxious.

At the same time, his hands reached out to the two people working below and wandered over their bodies, but because they were too fat, they were too far away and could not be reached.

Otherwise, the two kneeling women, looking at their work carefully, must be extremely beautiful when viewed from behind them.

But the fat director didn't care. After all, his hands were full and he couldn't even hold it anymore.

This man, if he is not satisfied, how can he eat what is in the bowl, look at what is in the basin, and think about what is in the pot? It is so shameless.

Suddenly, the fat director seemed to have thought of something, and his body trembled with excitement.

"Oh my god, how could I forget about this old man?" The fat director had tears of joy on his face.

He knew that the strength of the Kanto Fire King was simply not enough to carry the man in black, and the rising star of Kanto might just fall.

But he knew that there was an old man living in seclusion in Gaoqi City. Although Fatty didn't know the specific strength of the old man.

But he clearly remembered the look of awe on his backstage, the senior executive of the Kanto Pokémon Association, when he talked about the old man.

At the same time, the fat man cursed fiercely: "I didn't expect six elites to be packed into my territory." Apparently, the director of the Ninth Precinct, the special commander, concealed the true number of people from him.

"Get up, get up, work quickly!" the fat director hurriedly ordered. At the same time, because of his excitement, he failed to control the strength in his hands.

"Ah!" The two women cried out in pain at the same time.

A woman stopped talking, and as she slowly raised her head, she quickly hid the disgust on her face, her eyes were moist, and she said pitifully: "Mr. Director, aren't we already working hard?"

"Yes, Mr. Director, you are hurting me~" The other woman also complained softly, slowly rubbing her injured area with her hands.

"Stop the ink, I'm talking about real work!" The fat director didn't have the time to understand the two women's hearts. The two gun mounts still haven't understood their identities and status, so what nonsense are they talking about.

Now that we have finally grasped the last life-saving straw, Director Fatty will never let it go easily.

"Sending a distress file!" The fat director climbed to the desk, picked up the notebook, and then got under the desk.

The two secretaries had no choice but to get under the table together.

"But haven't we already sent the information here to the headquarters? Won't the Fire King be there soon?" The female secretary looked puzzled. If the Fire King comes in person, what else can't be solved? Of?

"Send the same distress document to Gaoqi Pingding Gym, hurry up." Director Fatty ordered in a cold voice, and he directly ignored the latter's question.

The female secretary had no choice but to open her notebook and start working.

At the same time, the fat director glared at the other female secretary and cursed: "They are working, do you have to work too?"

Hearing this, the other female secretary was stunned for a moment, and then she pretended to like eating and buried her head deep in the fat director's unzipped pants.

A sense of powerlessness and disgust filled her heart. Every time she sucked, she had to suppress the nausea in her heart, whether it was physical or psychological.

Sometimes she always fantasizes about how happy she would be if she were the woman of the Fire King.

Because of her work, she had the honor to meet the Fire King in person a few years ago and even shook hands with him. The latter was completely her favorite type, very much like the lover in her erotic dreams when she was a young girl.

Just like his title, it was so passionate that it melted her heart.

If what she was holding in her mouth right now was that of the King of Heaven, she felt that she would be happy with it even for a day or forever.

"Oh? She's actually wet!?" The fat director looked surprised. When did this coquettish woman become so sensitive?

The female secretary gave the latter a perfunctory smile. Only she knew who her lower body was wet for.

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"What? This man in black is actually..."

The elite police officers were not shocked, but even frightened, because they already knew the true identity of the man in black.

"Fight, live or die, fight to your heart's content!" Ping Tou shouted.

When things came to this, he could only encourage the players in this way.

Because even if they insist on getting the support of the Fire King, the situation of the battle is still two-way, and can they insist on the King of Heaven?

Ping Tou had no idea about this.

"Have you finished your last words?" the man in black said calmly, while his eyes scanned the six-star police badges on the chests of the six people, as well as their expressions of fighting to the death.

Suddenly he smiled, and there was a rare look of anticipation in his eyes. .

Then blood filled the eyes of the man in black, and his expression became extremely crazy;

"Everyone, are you worthy of pleasing me and my elves?"