All around are quiet,

The policeman who came was stunned.

The men holding guns were stunned,

The crowds nearby were stunned,

Lin Fan was stunned,

Who was the person who died just now? Zheng Xiong, Zhao Si’s number one thug, and the person he trusts the most.

What kind of behavior is this?

This is a slap in the face, which is equivalent to slapping him in the face in public. In the Northeast, there is really no other one who dares to do this. Perhaps there is one, and it is dead. ※%

Killing people in public, many eyes saw it.

What kind of behavior is this?

This is contempt for the law, openly provoking, and this is to commit suicide.

But no one dared to speak. After all, the scene just now was too magical. A person was knocked out hundreds of meters and then fell to death on a wall. This kind of thing has never been heard of and seen by many people.

"Let's go!" Wang Ling got into the car as he turned around.

"Tell Zhongzheng about this and ask him to find where Zhao Si is."

"Okay." Lin Fan drove away quickly.

"Damn, who is that person?!"

"Have you recorded the license plate number?"

"Superman!"

"Boss, Zheng Xiong is dead." Many people called immediately when they saw this.

"Yes, yes, it's not that I was shot, I was punched for hundreds of meters and fell to death on the Bafang Tower."

"What, boss, I didn't drink, really, I swear to the Virgin Mary."

After Wang Ling left, the crowd exploded.

Somewhere in Xicheng, in an inconspicuous teahouse, in a private room, two people were leisurely tasting tea. One of them was wearing Tang suits, looking in his forties, with a slightly thin body, his forehead was not wide, and his two thick eyebrows. His eyes were slightly narrowed, his cheekbones were raised, and his nose was very imposing. He rushed straight to Fuxi. Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man, wearing a suit and ties, with a slightly fat body. I don’t know if it was hot or why, but there was a lot of sweat on his cheeks.

"Fourth brother, I'm really troubled you."

It turns out that the thin man who is not as handsome as a good person is Zhao Si, the king of the northeast of the famous town.

"Drink tea." Zhao Si's voice was slightly hoarse, and he poured a cup of tea for the man with his own hands.

"I know this."

"Thank you, I will send the reward to the mansion in person another day." The middle-aged man hurriedly stood up and bowed.

"A small matter, Director Huang, I heard that you have a younger brother on the Nanhe Front and in the Qinglong Guard?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he could only accept it carefully.

"I have something here that I want to ask him for help."

"You said."

"I want to get a worm core, level b."

"b?!" The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. He was a commoner who knew nothing. He knew some of the inside information and also knew what this so-called B-level insect nucleus meant.

"My brother is just a member of the second battle sequence. I'm afraid I'll kill a B-level bug..." The middle-aged man looked puzzled.

"Hey, you understand it wrong. I just want Officer Huang to help me pay attention to see if I can get it. Is the price? As long as the other party can buy it, I will try my best to satisfy it."

"Okay, I'll tell him immediately after I go back."

"good."

"Then I'll leave first, Fourth Brother."

"Let's go slowly, don't send it."

The man walked high, and a young man with a gentle appearance walked in. His face looked ugly and seemed to be uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!