The strongest soldier

Luo Zheng's face changed drastically, and he was secretly grateful. Fortunately, he had chosen to hide first when he heard the abnormality, instead of turning around to check, otherwise he would have been shot. He quickly raised his gun to aim and shoot. The opponent shot and ran away, almost shooting with Luo Zheng. In an instant of synchronization, they were able to avoid Luo Zheng's counterattack, and disappeared without a trace in a few dodgers.

There are dense apple trees all around. The number of enemies is unknown, and their location is unclear. If they catch up rashly, they will die. Luo Zheng lies on the ground and observes the surroundings vigilantly. The surroundings are quiet, only the apple trees are rustling in the wind, and a few The bold cricket was singing something, peaceful and quiet, as if nothing had happened just now. Luo Zheng still did not dare to move. His opponent was the Samsara Killer Organization, which was good at assassination. Maybe he was waiting for him to make a mistake in a corner. , to carry out a fatal blow.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" The sharp and piercing sirens roared, which sounded quite a lot. Luo Zheng frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong. Why did the police come so quickly? If it was arranged by the captain, the drunkard should arrive early. Why hasn't the drunkard shown up yet?

Things seemed weird. Luo Zheng walked slowly towards the room he had just stayed in, taking every step with extreme caution. The sound of police sirens was getting closer and closer, but nothing suspicious was found around him. Luo Zheng came to the corner of the wall without realizing it, leaning against it with his back. The walls were searched with cold eyes, not missing a single detail. The safer it was, the less careless it was.

Walking around the corner to the front, Luo Zheng glanced at Song Yang, who was lying on the ground. He was completely dead. There was a large pool of blood on the ground. He was shot in the head. His former enemy had now turned into a cold corpse. Luo Zheng was not happy at all, and felt something was wrong.

At this time, a large number of police officers swarmed forward, all armed with live ammunition. They were a huge team of special police officers and armed police officers, with no less than a hundred people. Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. With so many police officers coming, he believed that the members of the Samsara Killer organization had evacuated, so he walked out of the corner. Welcoming him.

"Don't move, police," someone shouted.

Luo Zheng was startled, thinking that these people did not know him. In order to avoid misunderstanding, he did not move. Just when he was about to explain, suddenly, the leading policeman shouted: "The murderer has a gun, everyone, be careful and open fire."

"Ah?" Luo Zheng was shocked. He felt danger coming towards him like a tsunami. He retreated. He rushed to the corner of the wall and hid himself. He raised his gun angrily and saw countless bullets coming at him. He quickly backed away, his face turned pale. I vaguely smelled a conspiracy, but the incident happened so suddenly that there was no way to explain it, so I had to retreat.

"Stop." Someone suddenly shouted. The voice sounded familiar to Luo Zheng. When he thought carefully, he was an alcoholic. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the gunshots gradually stopped. Luo Zheng hid in the corner and waited patiently without going out.

"Brother, come out," the drunkard shouted.

Luo Zheng was completely relieved and walked out of the corner. When he saw the policemen with their guns pointed downwards, they all retreated on guard. Luo Zheng looked at the leading policeman coldly, his eyes full of cold murderous intent, and walked up, regardless of the anxiety on his face. The drunkard who came up suddenly flew up and kicked the leading policeman away.

"What are you doing? Don't move." The surrounding police officers shouted loudly, aiming their guns at Luo Zheng again.

"What are you doing, want to rebel?" The drunkard's face turned cold and he yelled. He looked at the leading policeman coldly. The drunkard could clearly see the scene where he just ordered the shooting. He also suspected that he had fallen in love with this policeman, but the two parties belonged to different departments. The system, the drunkard didn't say much. When he saw Luo Zheng take action, he didn't stop him. He looked coldly at the other policemen who were about to take action, with murderous intent. Several people who followed the drunkard also turned their guns and looked coldly.

The scene was full of gunpowder and a fire could break out at any time. Luo Zheng came coldly to the leading policeman who was lying on the ground. The policeman was in his fifties, a little fat and had a rosy face. At first glance, he looked like a leader who had been sitting in the office for a long time. Luo Zheng Zheng looked at the other party coldly, a coldness appeared in the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "Want to kill someone and silence them?"

"I know who you are?" the lead policeman retorted, his tone hard, his face turned ugly, he glanced at the tense situation around him, and shouted: "Come here, arrest all these murderers."

"No one moves." Another person who looked like a leader shouted loudly and nodded towards the drunkard. It was obvious that the two of them knew each other. They came to Luo Zheng and asked calmly: "What happened here? Who are you? ?”

"Our people." The drunkard snorted beside him.

When this man heard that he was an alcoholic, his face changed slightly. He looked at the leading policeman who was lying on the ground and said, "Deputy Bureau, the situation is a bit complicated. Let's figure it out first."

The leading policeman, who was called the deputy bureau, shouted dissatisfied: "I don't care who he is, I only saw someone dead, and he was right next to me. He was not the murderer but also a suspect. I have the right to take him back for investigation, no matter what." Who is he?"

"This?" The policeman looked at the drunkard in embarrassment.

The drunkard snorted disdainfully, motioned Luo Zheng aside, and lowered his voice and said, "What's going on?"

Luo Zheng briefly explained the situation, and finally added in a low voice: "I suspect this guy is up to something."

When the drunkard heard this, he became angry and whispered: "Anyone who dares to touch the country's sword is seeking death." As he said that, he strode to the deputy director and grabbed the deputy director. The weight of nearly two hundred kilograms seemed like nothing in the drunkard's hands. , the drunkard's cold face was full of murderous intent, he slapped him in the face, and shouted: "You scum, wait until you go to court-martial."

"What are you doing? Don't move." The police around them shouted, and the situation became tense again. Let alone Luo Zheng's arrogance, everyone didn't expect the drunkard to be even more arrogant and not afraid of causing a misfire. Everyone looked at the drunkard warily and put their finger on the trigger. If they didn't feel that the drunkard was one of their own, they would have shot him.

"Captain Yang, I took away this scumbag who was suspected of shooting our man. Do you have any objections?" The drunkard looked at the policeman just now and asked, his face as cold as iron and his eyes full of murderous intent.

"No objection." The man known as Captain Yang knew the identity of the alcoholic Zhongnanhai's bodyguard. He didn't dare to provoke him, but he also knew that he couldn't afford to provoke him. He agreed with a bitter look on his face and motioned for his subordinates to put down their guns.

"Captain Yang, what do you mean?" the deputy director's face changed drastically and he asked.

"This matter is beyond my authority, and there is nothing I can do to help." Captain Yang said helplessly. The fact that the deputy director just came up and ordered the shooting also made Captain Yang realize that this was not simple, so he decided not to get involved and strictly ordered everyone to put it down. The policemen around him were not stupid. They felt that something was not simple here, so they hesitantly lowered their guns.

Luo Zheng felt that this matter might be related to the Song family, but he had no basis for it, so he could only talk about it later. When he saw the police around him lowering their guns, he was about to leave with the drunkard and others. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was Captain Wu. Everywhere, I quickly got through and asked: "Captain, how is my family?"