Sister, you miss me

In the northern capital, on the second floor of the Blue Night Club, policewoman Qiao Xuan vomited wildly, more intense than any pregnancy reaction, and the detectives who followed immediately joined the ranks of vomiting.

It's not that they haven't seen a brutal and bloody murder scene, but it is clear that the abattoir is hell.

After a gang of police vomited out the overnight meal, all of them looked almost collapsed.

Qiao Xuan finally suppressed the trouble in his stomach, pressed the call system, and said weakly: "Call the main station to call the main station. A vicious homicide occurred in the Anti-Japanese War Blue Night Club. Ask for support. Repeat it...over."

After the report, Qiao Xuan shook her dizzy head and shouted: "Are there any people alive?" When she first came up, she vaguely heard someone calling, but now she couldn't be sure whether there was auditory hallucination.

Because the scene in front of me was so tragic, Shura's hell-like miserable life, no normal person could accept it, except for the kind of veteran who had been on the battlefield and waded through the dead mountain and blood.

"I-still-alive -" Tie Suo said every word. After repeated fierce ideological struggles, he still made a sound. He originally wanted to die silently like this, but he wanted to see Yang Feng again. Give them revenge, even if I see Yang Feng again.

"Help! Call an ambulance!" Qiao Xuan suppressed her discomfort and gave the order, taking the lead, tiptoeing from the sea to the iron lock, although she was wearing Adidas shoes, her feet still slipped from time to time.

Finally walked to Tie Shao's side, Qiao Xuan frowned: "Where is the injured?"

Tie Suo glanced at Qiao Xuan, slowly raised his arms and legs.

His wrists and ankles were all severed with sharp weapons, and the wounds were shocking, but not fatal. What was fatal was that he had lost too much blood. Seeing Iron Lock's pale face, his blood flow was almost the same.

"Handcuffs." Qiao Xuan yelled, unfastened the handcuffs on her back, and clasped it on Tie Shao's wrists very skillfully, and quickly snapped and fastened in the Tie Shao's incredulous eyes, until he screamed.

Immediately afterwards, another pair of handcuffs came into Qiao Xuan's hands, and Qiao Xuan did the same, handcuffing Tie Shao's ankles and buckling them to death.

"Smelly lady, Lao Tzu is the wounded, do you have sympathy!" Tie Suo protested with an innocent look.

"You still have the strength to swear?" Qiao Xuan shook her head, too lazy to talk nonsense with a dying guy, "I'm helping you stop the bleeding. I don't have any equipment, so make do."

Tie Suo reacted, and immediately felt that this policewoman was beautiful and smart, and pleasing to the eye. However, thanks and apology were impossible to say, he simply closed his eyes and calmed down.

At this time, a team of special police officers walked into the lobby, and the leader of the team was Captain Meng Caijun.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Xuan frowned.

Meng Caijun said: "This is not an ordinary criminal case. It was initially classified as a gang vendetta. Now it is taken over by our special police brigade. It's nothing for you."

Qiao Xuan nodded, the scene in front of her, the gang vendetta made sense, she was about to lead the team to leave, Meng Caijun stopped her again.

"Jojo?"

"What's the matter?" Qiao Xuan was very disgusted with such an intimate name.

"In order not to cause unnecessary panic, the above requires all units to strictly seal the news."

Qiao Xuan nodded and pointed to the iron lock: "What about this person?"

"I'll take care of it."

"He was seriously injured and needs immediate medical attention. I have called an ambulance, and he must know the inside story, so..."

"Qiaoqiao, I'll deal with it." Meng Caijun interrupted her.

Qiao Xuan nodded, and waved his right hand: "Close the team."

As soon as Qiao Xuan left, Meng Caijun stepped forward and touched the iron lock with the sole of his boot. "Boss, are you dead?"

"I can't die temporarily!"

"I didn't expect to fall into this field, it was really miserable."

"Are you gloating?"

"Of course." Meng Caijun nodded: "You people are fundamentally a social instability factor. It is not a pity to die. After this battle, the entire northern capital will be much more harmonious and stable."

"You..." Tie Suo looked at Meng Caijun with fire-breathing eyes, struggling fiercely, he was not afraid of death, but could not bear such an insult.

"Why, still want to attack the police?"

"You don't want to understand the case?"

"The facts of the case are very simple. The gang kills. It's just that the boss of the chain didn't live and die with his brothers. What's the point of lingering on like this?" After a pause, Meng Caijun smiled faintly, "If you have such thoughts, brothers Can fulfill you."

Tie Suo closed his eyes suddenly, and said no more.

Meng Caijun was boring, got up and looked around, and couldn't help but breathe in cold air.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and when he saw the call, he immediately walked aside and connected, "Thank you for the detachment."

"Xiaojun, how is the situation at the scene?"

"It's terrible, there is only one living mouth, and the hands and feet are still useless."

Xie Detachment said: "The case has been finalized, the scene will be sealed off, and the deceased will be cremated as soon as possible. By the way, what is the identity of the living?"

"Iron lock."

"This guy has today too, go to the doctor, I personally record a statement."

"Okay, but Xie Detachment, what is the identity of the opponent?"

"curious?"

"Yes, the methods are extremely cruel, it can be said to be cold-blooded."

"My level is not enough!"

"what!"

"Maybe ask your father, but as long as you are not afraid of being scolded by him."

"The water is deep?"

"This is a good thing. You can completely treat the other person as a scavenger purifying society."

"Sweeper, it's interesting."

...

An hour later, Yang Feng appeared at Qingyun International Airport.

A small business jet slowly moved out of the hangar. After Yang Feng boarded the plane, he found a pilot and two flight attendants.

After the pilot asked Yang Feng for instructions, the plane began to taxi.

Yang Feng suddenly called Nie Qing.

After the phone rang a few times, it actually got through, and Yang Feng said, "Little Qing?"

"What's the matter?" Nie Qing said coldly.

"Is there something you want to help me?" Yang Feng said sincerely.

"Is it possible to help you? Do you need help?" Nie Qing teased, "Oh yes, just today, I agreed to Jiang Haichao's marriage proposal. I am already Jiang Haichao's fiancée. Please don't harass me anymore. ."

"Oh? Congratulations first, and I have to say sorry."

"You are not sorry for me."

"However, Jiang Haichao's heart is wrong."

"Shut up."

"I know that no matter what I say, you can't listen. It's okay. Do you want to know the true face of Jiang Haichao?"

"What do you mean? Oh, Yang Feng, can you be like a man, don't make me look down on you."

"Shengge is my woman, now in Jiang Haichao's hands, he actually forced Shengge to pick up the guest, I must stop him."

"Yang Feng, do you think I will believe it?"

"Of course you don't believe me, I will rush back to Beidu now." After a pause, Yang Feng said, "You may not believe it. Jiang Haichao killed more than two hundred people in order to get back Shengge."

"what!"

"If what I expected is not bad, this case must be over."

"You don't know Jiang Haichao's background resources, you are not his opponent."

"I'm reasoning with him, not desperately, but I don't hesitate to do my best for my own woman."

"How do you want me to help you? Help you get Shengge back?"

"I suddenly changed my mind, I just want you to see his true face."

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

Yang Feng dropped his mobile phone, and an elegant and dignified flight attendant bowed and said, "Sir, can you take off?"

"fly."

Having said that, Yang Feng turned off the phone and put the back of his chair down. For the upcoming battle, he must hurry to rest.

The business jet suddenly accelerated, and rose from the ground in a burst of whistling, diving into the vast and endless night sky.

...

Kunming Lake Private Club.

Manager room.

Shengge was tied to a swivel chair. In order to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide, she put a bead in her mouth.

He pressed his tongue and couldn't speak, and he still drooled.

In front of Shengge, Jiang Haichao sat and the snake stood.

Jiang Haichao exerted slight force on his legs, and the wheeled seat slid towards Shengge.

He provoked Shengge's chin and smiled negatively: "Now you know the end of the disobedient!"

"Yeah!" Looking at the two demons in front of him, Shengge couldn't swear, and he could only complain with tears.

Jiang Haichao slid to the rear: "Provoke me, and kill Yang Feng together."

Shengge shook her head. She witnessed the terrifying lethality of the poisonous snake. If he went to deal with Yang Feng, Yang Feng would definitely die miserably. After tonight, she finally understood that her feelings for Yang Feng were not Indifferent, she has no hope for her life, but she doesn't want to see Yang Feng suffer any harm.

"Why? Worry about him, don't you fall in love with him!" Jiang Haichao laughed, "If so, I don't mind letting his blood dry in front of you."

Shengge stopped struggling and didn't make a sound, but looked at the two with cold eyes, as if her eyes were carrying the most vicious curse.

The venomous snake was wearing white clothes and white trousers, most of which belonged to people with cleanliness. He blew a breath at the blade and said: "I heard that Yang Feng is good at it. I would like to meet him."

"I think you will have a chance. Now, I am starting to worry about Ju-hua, whose surname is Yang."

The poisonous snake smiled coquettishly: "Master, you are so humorous."

...

An hour and a half later, the business jet landed at Beidu Airport, Yang Feng walked down the gangway, and Nie Qing sat in a Wrangler waiting for him.

Nie Qing remained silent until Yang Feng sat in the co-driver.

"Go to the Blue Night Club first."

The Wrangler with a special license plate left the airport via a special passage. At midnight, the pedestrians were lonely, and Nie Qing passed through many intersections.

The sixty-kilometer drive took one hour to run. You know, this is the northern metropolitan area.

The brown Wrangler stopped on the street in front of the Blue Night Club, next to the warning belt. Before the two got out of the car, special police came to persuade them to leave.

Nie Qing directly showed his certificate, the special police frowned slightly, and looked at the license plate again. He said that it should be the military's. This kind of iron-blooded soldier's temperament can't deceive people, but the military should also intervene?

Thinking of this, the special police said: "Two of you, wait a minute, I'll ask the boss for instructions."

Meng Caijun left long ago, and no one wants to wait for such a bloody place.

The person in charge at the scene was invited over, read the ID, and heard that the two were just looking at it and let it go.

Before the two climbed the stairs, they smelled a strong smell of blood, and Nie Qing frowned: "Could it be that many people really died?"

"Go up and take a look."

The corpses were all transported away, and the blood stains on the stairs were washed away, but the second floor had not had time to clean up, not counting the mess, on the floor, half a centimeter of blood had solidified.

"Yang Feng." Nie Qing turned his head to look, Yang Feng was clenching his fists, and fire burst out in his eyes.

Yang Feng closed his eyes, opened them slowly after a while, and said to a special policeman who was covering his nose: "Where are the survivors?"

"At the municipal hospital."

"Thank you." Yang Feng nodded, "Go to the hospital."

The latter sentence was of course addressed to Nie Qing.