National Security Bureau 8: I, the King of Criminal Cases

The old man's other leg was broken by a bullet.

"Bang!"

Boom...

The old man's left arm was broken.

"Bang!"

Boom...

The old man's right arm was broken.

At this time.

The old man with all four limbs broken just happened to lie in front of Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen looked at the old man indifferently, as if looking at a reptile.

"In my eyes, aren't you an ant?".

Chapter 119 You bastard (1 update)

All the high-level members of the killer group were arrested.

All the names and information of the killers and middlemen were seized.

The killer training group was found by the National Security Special Service, and more than 20 children were rescued.

A killer group hidden in Longguo for more than 40 years was uprooted by the Ninth Division.

It was only a matter of time before the remaining killers and middlemen were caught-.

There was no need for the Ninth Division to take action. The police system would dispatch police forces and armed police to encircle and suppress them...

Outside the airport.

The night was like thick ink, so deep that it could not be dissolved.

The air was filled with a sultry humidity, as if it was foggy.

The dim moonlight flashed faintly, making the night even quieter.

In the night.

Two men were smoking calmly.

"I have a hunch."

Yang Xu said, "You are here for these killers."

"Really? When did you evolve?"

Zhou Chen was surprised, "Women's intuition is often very strong."

"..." Yang Xu had a MMP in his heart.

He found that Zhou Chen had a habit.

Whenever he didn't want to answer a question, he would use some dirty talk to change the subject.

"You are already a director."

Yang Xu smiled and shook his head, "I feel like your mentality is still very young."

"Sometimes I also feel that there is something wrong with me."

Zhou Chen nodded seriously, "After meeting many people, I found that what attracted me most was mental abnormality."

"Huh?"

Yang Xu was stunned, and it took him a long time to react.

Damn, is he saying that I am mentally ill?

"Come to my house and sit down." Yang Xu made an invitation.

"Let's do it another day, it's late at night."

Zhou Chen smiled and shook his head, "There's someone waiting for me at home, I'm going to go back and give her a surprise."

"When are you going to get married?"

Old people like to see the people around them happy, and Yang Xu is no exception.

"Before 25."

Zhou Chen had a toothache, "My parents' request is that they can see their grandchildren before they are 25, no rush."

"Three years, it's almost time."

Yang Xu reached out and patted Zhou Chen on the shoulder, "There's a question I've always wanted to ask you."

"What?"

Zhou Chen exhaled a smoke ring, "If the question is too difficult, I'll charge you."

"..."

Yang Xu rolled his eyes, "Don't you, the special forces of the National Security Bureau, have any fear?"

"Special forces are also human beings, and they will feel fear."

Zhou Chen's mouth twitched, "Don't think we are so godly."

Inner complaints: Do I, Liu Jianming, have a choice? I was targeted by the National Security Bureau when I was ten years old, and I couldn't run away. Even if I was afraid, I had to do it.

Life has worn away the edges. When you can't change anything, you have to learn to accept it...

"See you next time." Yang Xu extended his hand.

"Yeah."

Zhou Chen shook his hand, "See you next time."

We are all men, there is no need to dawdle.

Zhou Chen walked into the airport with a group of subordinates following him.

Yang Xu silently watched the backs of a group of special agents leaving.

I don't know why.

Even though he knew that the work of the National Security Special Service was ten times more dangerous than that of ordinary policemen.

But if there is an afterlife, he would also like to try to join the National Security and become a person who guards the Dragon Country.

Although it is very refreshing to eliminate violence and protect the good, it seems that defending the country is the dream that boys should have.

Slowly raising his hand, Yang Xu looked at the backs of the group.

Thank you for your hard work and your silent dedication that few people know about.

Salute!

...

Night, Beijing.

The door opened quietly, and Zhou Chen walked into the house.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was 3 o'clock.

Zhou Chen changed his slippers and walked to the bathroom.

Who knew that the bathroom door was quietly opened when he was only halfway through the shower.

A sneaky little head stretched in.

Following closely, a little hand holding a baseball bat slowly stretched in.

Zhou Chen: ...

Looking back on the past 22 years.

There are many similar operations.

You can never know what someone is thinking in their imaginative little head.

"Wow, my brother is back?!"

After seeing the person taking a shower, Mu Youyu screamed excitedly.

He rushed over with a baseball bat.

I'm so... Zhou Chen is so upset.

When Mu Youyu rushed into the spray, he took away the opponent's bat.

At the same time, he took the perfect body wearing a small sling into his arms.

Let the water wash over their bodies and stand quietly in the water.

The elder sister curled up in her brother's arms and stretched lazily, babbling, "How annoying, almost scared mom to death, and didn't even tell me you were back."

"Someone sleeps like a pig, what do you say?"

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Zhou Chen lowered his head and kissed the pretty little face soaked in the water.

"Hmph."

Mu Youyu snorted, "Every elder sister is very tolerant of her younger brother, but the younger brother will talk back as soon as he comes up."

Zhou Chen: ???

No, is this a serious retort?

Which mouth?

The old driver's driving skills have already reached perfection.

Sometimes it is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

Even Zhou Chen couldn't figure out whether the female gangster was driving.