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

At a glance, one could tell that the bulletproof vests worn by Zhou Chen and others were the kind of protective armor woven from the most advanced porcelain bulletproof tiles and new bulletproof fibers.

The weapon in his hand is the most advanced near, medium and long range three-range weapon in the Dragon Kingdom today.

Yang Xu also saw four rapid-fire heavy machine guns on the four special agents.

After these national security agents changed their costumes.

Their eyes changed.

When those eyes look at you, they are as sharp as peerless magic weapons.

It instantly hurt Yang Xu's eyes.

Cold sweat also soaked his whole body.

At the same time, I felt a sense of oppression in these special agents that was about to explode...

murderous look!

Yang Xu had an illusion.

The special services in front of him were definitely a more elite force than any soldiers he had seen in the past...

Soldiers! .

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Chapter 71: Smashing Watermelon with a Sledgehammer (1 update, please order first)

"Scared?"

Zhou Chen walked up to Yang Xu and smiled, "We don't bite!"

"Hahahaha!" A group of big men in military uniforms burst into laughter.

The murderous aura that could drive people crazy just now dissipated in the laughter.

Yang Xu:......

Suppress the overwhelming shame and embarrassment.

But to be honest, he was really scared.

Even now, one can still feel a real sense of oppression from this group of special agents that others cannot understand at all.

"you……"

After all, Yang Xu couldn't hold it back, "Is it really Guoan?"

"It's best not to tell anyone about what you saw today."

Zhou Chen raised his hand, and a special agent handed him a pack of cigarettes. He took out one and handed it to Yang Xu, "For your own good."

Damn it, don’t I know this? Looking at the ‘camouflage’ painted on Zhou Chen’s face, Yang Xu nodded, “I understand the rules!”

Some things are classified.

Especially national security matters.

If you see it, it will rot in your stomach for the rest of your life.

If you tell me, I will invite you to Guoan for tea.

Looking at the weapons and equipment of the national security personnel in front of him, a sour smell fermented and filled Yang Xu's chest, and he asked sourly: "It doesn't feel like you are going to catch terrorists, but to kill mosquitoes with cannons."

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength."

After taking a puff of cigarette, Zhou Chen exhaled the smoke, "The big boss asked us to kill people!"

When Yang Xu heard the plain words, his body felt chilly every inch.

It was as if he was in the coldest month of winter and lacked any wrapping clothes, which made him shiver slowly.

"clear."

Yang Xu nodded, took a puff of cigarette, and said ferociously: "These bastards really deserve to die!"

Time passed slowly.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Yang Xu's cell phone rang.

Two seconds after the connection, he looked at Zhou Chen and said, "Found it!"

Zhou Chen dropped his cigarette butt and looked at his subordinates behind him.

"Work!"

…

night.

A certain county in District X.

Five commercial vehicles drove into a shanty town.

The car doors opened softly.

A group of figures clearly wearing military boots and weapons did not make any heavy footsteps when they landed.

Instead, when Yang Xu got out of the car, his leather boots made a sound as they hit the ground, attracting several pairs of eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt like he was teaming up with a max-level boss just after leaving the novice village.

From a police king, he became a new kid!

At this time, under the leadership of Zhou Chen.

Everyone in the National Security Special Service Team in front of them exudes the same aura.

While walking, Yang Xu found that they lifted their feet almost at the same time and dropped their feet at the same time.

Even when they inhale and breathe, they seem to be relaxing, forming a perfect team understanding.

If you don't know the identities of these people.

Yang Xu even wanted to wonder if these people were special forces.

Finally, his eyes fell on Zhou Chen, who was as calm as a rock and showed no trace of emotional fluctuations. "Try to capture him alive. As for the rest, we will wait until the case is over!"

Police used clues to identify only two suspects, and six others are still missing.

Need a living mouth!

"rest assured."

Zhou Chen nodded with a smile and waved his hand.

A team of seven entered the shanty town and disappeared into the night.

At this time, Zhou Chen walked slowly towards the shantytown.

A look of astonishment appeared on Yang Xu's face, and he looked at the other agents standing there, "You don't have to go?"

The special agents didn't say anything, and looked at them as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Did I say something wrong?" Yang Xu blushed.

"No."

A special agent smiled half-heartedly, "Don't worry, our director will not be in danger."

The speaker was Hu Li, the leader of the special service team.

Every time Zhou Chen left the team, he would take over and lead the team, and a tacit understanding had already been formed.

Yang Xu:? ? ?

No, are you really a subordinate like this?

"I mean."

Hu Li said with a smile: "As long as the terrorists are found, our director can solve them by himself. It is actually superfluous for others to follow!"

This is not a joke, it is a fact.

When faced with tasks in the past, sometimes Zhou Chen could handle them alone.

Now that he is in a high position, it is no longer suitable for Zhou Chen to end his career in person.

Maybe it's because Guoan is too strong in history.

On the contrary, subordinates often complained that they had no chance to take action.

In order to allow subordinates to have fun and have opportunities to perform.

The Director of the Ninth Division who had to go and mess it up!

…

In a shantytown, a yard.

Zhou Chen looked at a two-story small dilapidated building in the yard.

He retracted his gaze and glanced at the gate in front of him.

He reached out and pushed it.

The door, which was clearly bolted, opened with a click.

As if walking into his own home, Zhou Chen walked towards the dilapidated building leisurely.

The sound of the door being violently opened just now had already alarmed the people in the building.

However, there were no lights on in the building, and no sound.

Zhou Chen, who turned on the "Eye of Insight", found that the curtains on the second floor had opened a gap.

An eye was observing him through the gap.

But the man didn't know.

When you stare at hell, hell is also staring at you!

Boom... The entrance door slammed on the ground.

Zhou Chen walked into the small building and into a hall.