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

“…”

Robert’s face was ashen, he stood up instantly and ran towards the entrance door.

“What’s the point?”

Zhou Chen asked with a smile, but when he asked this question.

He was faster than Robert, and the other party just ran out two steps.

He stood beside Robert and put his palm on his neck.

“Uh!”

Robert closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

He let Zhou Chen hold his neck and trembled all over.

“Why don’t you struggle?” Zhou Chen asked with a smile.

Robert stared at Zhou Chen with a weird smile on his face.

The next second.

“You…”

Zhou Chen was stunned, his body shook, and fell to the ground.

Robert smiled silently, and his smile was still so weird. He turned his head and looked at the cocoa cup on the coffee table.

1 minute, 2 minutes… 5 minutes.

Bang!

The entrance door was violently knocked open, and a group of people rushed in.

There were white people, black people, a total of eight people, holding guns.

As soon as they rushed into the hall, four pistols were pointed at Zhou Chen, who was lying on the ground and unconscious.

They, all F country security personnel!

A young white man turned his cold eyes away from Zhou Chen and looked at Robert, "Well done!"

Robert did not speak and lowered his head.

"Don't worry, we will not touch your sister, and we will give your sister better treatment, go to the best university, and have a full scholarship every year."

The white man smiled, "As long as you work well for us in the future, like today. You two brothers and sisters will live well, understand what I mean?"

Robert still did not speak.

"(chch) Take him away."

The white man no longer looked at Robert, but at Zhou Chen lying on the ground.

Two F country special agents came to Zhou Chen, bent over and stretched out their hands, ready to carry him away.

Suddenly.

Zhou Chen, who was lying on the ground motionless, opened his eyes.

Click!

There were two fracture sounds.

They came from the necks of the two F country special agents.

When everyone had not come back to their senses.

Instant.

Zhou Chen on the ground bounced up, like a ghost, and appeared in front of the four special agents.

His hands were like two machetes, swinging four times in half a second.

Crack, crack, crack!

Four hand knives chopped on the throats of the four special agents, and there were four bone cracking sounds.

Some people say that Bruce Lee can throw 9 punches in one second.

Zhou Chen thought it was a bit boastful.

With his extreme physical strength turned on, he could throw at most eight punches, standing at the ceiling of human beings.

But half a second of "four knives" was enough.

In the second half a second, his body stood in front of another special agent with a fierce wind.

Crack!

A clear fracture.

The opponent's face had been twisted to the back, and his cervical vertebrae were broken.

The next moment.

Zhou Chen stood in front of the white man who led the team and smiled.

"Hello!"

...

Feis was stunned.

No, you can say.

He was shocked by what happened in less than two seconds.

Just now, in his sight, when he was slightly stunned.

All seven men fell to the ground.

Six of them covered their throats and rolled on the ground, struggling, unable to make any sound, and could only twitch in pain.

Feis knew very well that it might not take a few seconds.

These men would be like the other man whose neck was twisted.

Die!

"Gulp!"

Feis came back to his senses and swallowed hard.

At this time, he was still alive, but there was despair in his eyes and face.

Feis' pupils shrank rapidly due to fear, looking at the man in front of him, as if looking at a devil walking out of hell.

Watching him pick up a pistol from the ground slowly.

Watching him point the muzzle of the gun at Robert's chest.

Bang!

A gunshot.

Robert, who had no resistance, fell to the ground as if struck by lightning.

Then, he saw the other party fired three shots in a row.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three cameras hidden in secret places were instantly shattered.

It's over, it's all over... Feis closed his eyes in pain.

The other party had already discovered it, and he knew everything.

He had seen through our plan from the beginning.

He did not drink the cup of drugged cocoa.

He was also pretending to be unconscious.

He was waiting for us to arrive.

The plan was wrong from the beginning.

We should not have thought about arresting them.

We should have sent heavy troops to encircle and suppress them.

Everything is over!

"Don't talk?"

Zhou Chen put down his gun and looked at Fei Si, "It's okay, you will definitely tell me something, and I don't think you will refuse, right?"

Fei Si suddenly opened his eyes.

He saw Zhou Chen's smile and saw Zhou Chen lick the corner of his lips.

This action looked like a beast that had finished eating.

He watched the other party raise his hand and punch him in the chin.

Severe pain and dizziness came, and Fei Si fell to the ground...

Zhou Chen's sight was withdrawn from Fei Si.

He glanced at the seven dead F country special agents around him.

He looked at Robert lying on the ground again and curled his mouth.

He walked into the kitchen and cut the gas pipeline.

Then, he closed all the doors and windows in the room.

Put a metal kitchen knife into the microwave.

Start!

After finishing, Zhou Chen grabbed Feisi, opened the door and left...

It was only a short time after Zhou Chen left, about ten seconds.

Suddenly.