(The girl I like says she has someone she likes, so I'm also haha. Sorry, I'm not in the mood to write. You said that I don't have integrity, so I won't have integrity. I'll make up for the missing updates tomorrow.)

As the police drove away, the crowds watching the fun gradually dissipated. Li Zhao, who had been standing outside to maintain order, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in the midst of the indignation, he could not do too much, and could only try to comfort him as much as possible. Otherwise, not to mention a mere small director, even the mayor, he could not face the surging public opinion.

Then Li Zhao also entered the martial arts hall where the man with glasses walked into before.

"Owner!"

Li Zhao looked at Long Jianqiang with a low eyebrows and pleasingly, and his eyes were not as arrogant as the disciples of the martial arts school outside, but another kind of unexplained respect.

"You should know what to do about these murders, right?" Long Jianqiang pushed the eyes on his nose and said lightly.

"Yes, master, but I can't suppress these cases at all. After all, Mr. Zhang and the officials and gentry in Foshan are all nervous about this."

Li Zhao's originally confused eyes gradually became a little resistant. After all, Long Jianqiang only used hypnosis, not mental control. He could only help Li Zhao make choices that benefit him.

"Ah!" Li Zhao's eyes began to become clear. Reason told him that this matter was not something that a small police chief could suppress, but there was another voice in his mind, constantly urging him to do what Long Jianqiang said. No matter how ridiculous the order Long Jianqiang gave, don't think, just work hard to complete it!

The two voices kept echoing in his mind, and a tug-of-war broke out. Li Zhao couldn't help but hug his head suddenly and let out a wave of hysterical roars.

Accompanied by the roars, Li Zhao's consciousness began to become more and more awake.

"Is it related to willpower? I broke free from my psychological hints so quickly!"

Long Jianqiang watched Li Zhao gradually break free from the psychological hints he had issued before with interest.

Then, he took out the old pocket watch from his pocket again. Then he shook the pocket watch in front of Li Zhao again. As the pocket watch in his hand shaking, Li Zhao, whose consciousness began to become clearer, gradually stopped roaring, slowly calmed down, and then fell into a deep sleep.

A few minutes later, when Li Zhao woke up, his eyes became confused again. He glanced at Long Jianqiang in front of him in confusion, and then lowered his head again, "Master!"

"You just need to suppress this matter. As for the pressure on all sides of the world you are worried about, I will help you solve it! As long as all those people shut up, everything will be quiet, right?" Long Jianqiang said as he walked out of the martial arts hall.

Li Zhao nodded as if he had received some instructions. The next second, his temperament suddenly changed and he returned to his previous arrogant and domineering look.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, kicked it twice, and cursed angrily, "Mao is so stingy, I can't calm down early in the morning."

After Li Zhao kicked a few times, he seemed to be tired of kicking, but he still cursed in his mouth, while shouting loudly as the police outside came in and carried the body away.

...

In the police station, Ji Xiaoqian got up from the bed with sleepy eyes. This was not her home, and she was no longer the eldest lady in her original home. No one would deliver the prepared fried eggs and milk to her room. If you want to have breakfast, you had to go out and buy them by yourself. Fortunately, the veterans are pretty good for the newcomers. The guy named Zhao Tian exchanged a gold bar where he went and distributed all the coins he exchanged to all the newcomers. So for the time being, the newcomers don’t need to worry about food and drink.

Today seems a little different! Ji Xiaoqian keenly noticed that the veteran seemed to have some problems. It turned out that Zhao Tian, ​​who treated the newcomer with kind face, was not in the police station, and disappeared with him, the cold-faced man with a stern face, a fat man with little presence, and the understanding Bai Jie who was as kind as the eldest sister of the neighbor.

Where did they go? Ji Xiaoqian thought subconsciously, and soon she remembered the cold sound that appeared in her ears before.

She raised her right hand and looked at the coordinates displayed on the watch, "Are you going there?" Ji Xiaoqian murmured.

The gate of the police station was suddenly opened, and Li Jianguo and Zhao Tian walked in with bloodshot eyes. It seemed that they had not had a good rest last night and had stayed up late.

"Brother Zhao, you are back!" Zeng Jian, who was guarding the police station's door to monitor the newcomers' every move, greeted him.

"Yes!" Zhao Tian, ​​with red eyes, nodded, as if he didn't want to say anything, and walked quickly inside.

Zeng Jian seemed a little puzzled about Zhao Tian. He turned his head to ask Li Jianguo, "What's going on? What's wrong with Brother Zhao?"

Li Jianguo shook his head, "It's okay, are Bai Jie and the others back?"

"They haven't come back yet, what's wrong?"

Li Jianguo had a calm face and said to Zeng Jian with a serious face: "Zhao Tian is injured!"

"What!" Zeng Jian looked incredible.

He could not imagine that he was just going to assassinate someone. With Zhao Tian’s advanced equipment and ability to exchange it from the main god space, it would be more than enough to protect himself. How could he be injured?

"What's going on!" Zeng Jian asked quickly.

"We successfully assassinated that British man, but we were also discovered by the British man's guards. When we escaped from that manor, Zhao Tian was hit by the other party's submachine gun! But it was pretty good, and it was nothing serious. Zhao Tian had already treated the wound himself, so I'll wait for Bai Jie next!"

Zhao Tian was injured! Ji Xiaoqian, not far away, did not hear the conversation between Zeng Jian and Li Jianguo, but when Zhao Tian walked past her, she clearly smelled a faint smell of blood. Combined with her previous inferences, Li Xiaoran could basically conclude that Zhao Tian was likely to be injured.

Are veterans unreliable? Then the only one who can rely on is yourself!

Ji Xiaoqian recalled the weapons she had found in the police arsenal before and had an idea. Ji Xiaoqian thought about it, and turned around and walked quickly towards the arsenal.

The old saying goes well, saying that Cao Cao is here. Just as Zeng Jian talks with Li Jianguo, Bai Jie and Zhou Xiurong also returned to the police station just in time.

The sharp-eyed Zeng Jian saw Bai Jie at a glance. He took a few steps and rushed to Bai Jie's face, grabbed Bai Jie's hand, and rushed to Zhao Tian's room with Bai Jie, and complained, "Bai Jie, why are you back now! Come with me quickly, Brother Zhao is injured!"

Bai Jie was still surprised at why Zeng Jian suddenly dared to come and hold her hand? Aren’t they afraid that Li Xiaoran will cry, make a fuss and hang herself?

But after hearing Zeng Jian's words, she followed closely.
Chapter completed!