Super Special Forces King

As for the Mexi City matter, Zhang Feng is not very worried. It is this killer, Zhang Feng is more urgent, because he may appear at any time.

The intelligence of Zhang Feng is already known internationally. According to Zhang Feng's intuition, this killer should be very powerful. He wants to get Zhang Feng's intelligence, it is very simple.

In this way, he is dark, Zhang Feng is bright!

The other way around, the other way around!

All along, Zhang Feng did everything in the dark, destroying the enemy in the dark.

And now it has been reversed by others.

This taste is very uncomfortable.

It was uncomfortable, but it was nothing compared to Yun Qian's son and their safety. Those people could do anything.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that it is not safe here!

An idea popped up in my mind to take them back to China?

Although there are secret arrows against them in China, at least there is no life-threatening danger. It is safe to be able to stay in the Military Commission compound.

Thinking of these things, Zhang Feng suffered from insomnia this night.

The special structure of the body and the strong physique were nothing at all. At 4 o'clock in the morning, all the people, including Yun Qian, were already up, and Zhang Feng personally sent Cromwell to the car after simply eating a little.

Chen Wanru immediately activated all relevant plans to prepare the environment for Cromwell’s superiors.

Cromwell, who returned to Mexico City, did not go to work immediately, but went home. At eight o'clock, he appeared in front of the Mexico City government building on time.

The guard at the door was surprised to see him. There has been too much in the past few days. Erger was hunted down and was also on the top of the wanted list.

It was the biggest here on weekdays, but now it's like this, the guard can't see the world.

"Mr. Cromwell, good morning!"

The doorman is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He respectfully greets Cromwell.

Cromwell gave the doorman a trademark smile and said, "Mr. Vic, good morning, you have worked hard!"

This makes the guard named Vic soaring pride, if Mr. Cromwell is expected to be promoted, it is the biggest here.

Yes, he should have been promoted a long time ago. Such a good person and a good official should be in a high position. Erger has never seen the guard Vic in front of him, let alone remember his name.

"Mr. Cromwell please!"

Cromwell walked into the government building, and the secretary at the back followed.

But Vic was thinking, Mr. Cromwell is back at this time, is there something big happening with him?

Everyone knows that ten days ago, Mr. Cromwell was sent by Urger to investigate the case in the town below. Is the case completed or is it because of a promotion?

Vic also hopes that it will be the latter. If Mr. Cromwell is promoted, Vic's life will be much better, not only for him, but also for the people in this building.

Even people in Mexico City know it.

Vic has been a doorman here for more than 20 years and has seen so many things.

In fact, Cromwell came back as an errand, and stayed in his own office. It didn't take long to go to the director's office.

He pretended not to know what happened to Erger, and he didn't see anyone here.

Soon someone came, the person in the office, told him the whole thing, and there are still many cases waiting for Cromwell to deal with, these are accumulated in the past seven or eight days.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing was handled by Urger, and now that Urger is finished, the power of the entire building is in Cromwell's head.

Cromwell looked at the document, quickly gave instructions, and finally hesitated which chapter to cover.

"Mr. Secretary, please stamp, this will take effect!" the subordinate said.

Cromwell took his own chapter from the secretary's hand, then affixed it, and said: "Just use my chapter first! Also, I am the deputy director!"

"Yes, Mr. Deputy Director!" The subordinate led the document down.

Before long, two more people came to Cromwell to deal with the documents, and Cromwell quickly finished processing them.

But then, the following documents continued to come up, especially the Secretariat. More than 90% of these things should be handled by Urger.

Even some things were backlogged years ago.

For these things, Cromwell was resolute and slashed, and the people below were very surprised and happy.

They hadn’t paid attention to the deputy director who was so low-key that even the guard would not look at him before, but now he is so tall, and recently there have been many bad deeds of Erger and goodness of Cromwell on the Internet. Traces, forming a sharp contrast.

Could it be said that this is Cromwell's conspiracy?

Near noon, people from the Disciplinary Inspection Department came. They came only to learn about Erger from Cromwell, to see that Cromwell also knew his whereabouts and misdeeds.

But Cromwell said: "In the past few years, I have spent most of my time dealing with cases outside the country, and I don't know anything about Mr. Erger!"

This is a bit idiotic, because at this critical moment, Cromwell should communicate well with the people above, or even flatter, but he did the opposite.

And this is his cleverness. He knows that these people are not so easy to deal with, and they have little to do with their promotion. In this regard, they have no say, not the scope of their duties.

Because of this, Cromwell gave them a good impression of being upright and capable of doing things.

"Oh, well, let's go first!"

Cromwell stood up and watched them leave, and the secretary consciously sent them out.

After a while, the secretary came back and said, "Boss, these are Erjie’s work. We still have a lot of things we haven’t done yet. Erjie’s work will soon be completed by a new person!"

Cromwell did not look up at him. While reading the documents, he said: "Things are prioritized. These have been piled up for several years. It is already very urgent and must be resolved as soon as possible!"

"but……"

"Nothing!" Cromwell handed out a few documents: "Come on, stamp it up, then issue it, and execute it immediately!"

"Yes!"

This work continued until one o'clock in the afternoon, during which the secretary reminded me many times that he was going to eat, but Cromwell just didn't go.

At two o'clock, the secretary finally couldn't help it, and went down privately to tell those people not to send in again, so that Cromwell could rest. He stood up, dizzy and almost fell, and the secretary hurried up to support him.

"Boss, boss, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine, give me a glass of water!"

Cromwell drank a glass of water and felt better. He said, "Go to the cafeteria and get me a meal!" Cromwell looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Is there still food at this time?"

The secretary said: "Yes, I will let them keep it for you!"