The King of Special Warfare

Wang Yuetong wasn't worried about Ning Qiancheng, these police cars were obviously here because of Zhong Shaofeng's affairs, and the target was naturally Li Tianlan.

As for Ning Qiancheng's killing of Tan Xilai, these policemen must have not heard of it. Moreover, Tan Xilai is an officer in the Eastern War Zone, and Ning Qiancheng belongs to the Border Guard Corps. Such a case is not appropriate for the police to handle. The military handles.

A few kilometers away is the base of the Huating Special Operations Bureau. Both Tan Xilai's father and Ning Qiancheng's father have a meeting there. If Ning Qiancheng is to be arrested, it should be the Huating Special Operations Bureau who will temporarily detain him overnight.

One night is not short, but once Ning Qiancheng enters the special operations bureau, he will be under the nose of his father Ning Zhiyuan. No matter how rigid the relationship between the father and son is, Ning Zhiyuan will not be able to watch his son being skinned and convulsed. He was determined to do this, and no one else dared to play like this. After the night passed, the Border Guards had already responded, and there would be more room for maneuver.

What Wang Yuetong was most worried about was Li Tianlan. He didn't know Li Tianlan's background. He heard from Yu Qingyan that he was just the descendant of an old comrade-in-arms of Yu Donglai. At least Qin Weibai's appearance cannot be explained.

But in her short contact with Li Tianlan, she did find that this senior brother does not seem to have any strong background. If he is taken away by the police tonight, she is almost sure that Li Tianlan will The death was extremely miserable, and there was even a saying that he committed suicide in fear of crime.

Take him out first and think of a way.

Wang Yuetong thought silently, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Li Tianlan's hand tightly.

"Don't worry."

Li Tianlan's heart was touched, but his tone remained flat: "The principal is coming soon."

"headmaster?"

Wang Yuetong froze for a moment, then opened her eyes wide: "Principal Zhuang Huayang?"

Li Tianlan nodded and hummed.

Wang Yuetong was obviously relieved, not only she was relieved, even Li Baitian and Ning Qiancheng were relieved, Ning Qiancheng coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile: "He is from an old man. If I'm fast enough, I can save one night of suffering tonight, and follow him to the Sky Academy for refuge."

"It's just a delay, just leave it to me."

Wang Yuetong said softly: "I can do it with Houlong."

With a relaxed mood, she also had a strong interest in Ning Qiancheng's last sword just now. Seeing his relaxed expression, Wang Yuetong suddenly asked: "Qiancheng, your sword just now was Duan Tian from Yaochi. Baihong Sword?"

Ning Qiancheng nodded slightly. There is nothing to hide. As he enters the Burning Fire Realm, he will take more and more shots. This sword is not a secret at all.

"Your main sword style?"

Wang Yuetong's bright eyes blinked, becoming more curious.

All the unique skills of Yaochi are born out of their most basic Three Swords Rain. The Three Swords Rain is the overall framework of the Yaochi Sword Classic. After the Three Swords Rain, there are the Seven Swords of Yaochi in the dark world of the famous town. The Sky-Duan Baihong Sword is one of the seven swords .

There are ten strokes in the Yaochi Sword Classic, which can be described as extensive and profound. Any core disciple will learn the Three Swords Rain of Yaochi first. It is not so much a study, but a choice.

The Three Swords Rain is the easiest to master, but also the hardest to master. All the core disciples of Yaochi will choose one of the Three Swords Rain as their major sword rain when learning the Yaochi Sword Classic. Among the seven swords of Yaochi, choosing to major in the sword style is also the most powerful style in their lives.

This is not to say that they only know this style, but after practicing the sword intent of one of the seven swords, the other six swords will carry the shadow of this sword. Every core disciple of Yaochi, because they choose to major in Jianyu Different from majoring in sword style, every time you make a move, the demeanor of the same sword is also different. This has created the myriad atmosphere of Yaochi Sword Intent and the tendency to faintly surpass Shushan.

After the death of the invincible senior from Yaochi many years ago, the most famous disciple of Yaochi in recent years is the military marshal Dongcheng Invincible who is known as the God of Death in Central Continent.

One of the top ten masters in Central Continent, the peak of Thunder Realm and even half-step Invincible Realm master, he majored in Liaoyuan Sword Rain and Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword. The Baihong Sword is completely two kinds of weather.

Before Ning Qiancheng could answer, the mighty convoy of police cars rushed up the mountain.

The ear-piercing sound of sirens instantly surrounded the entire mountaintop.

Team after team of policemen in anti-riot uniforms jumped out of the car, used the vehicle as cover, and pointed their guns at Li Tianlan and the others, even Gu Youlan was no exception.

The number of police cars is still increasing.

Police are also on the rise.

The sound of footsteps filled the mountains and plains, and countless figures shuttled among them. Under the flickering police lights, the expression of every policeman seemed extremely gloomy and serious, bringing unprecedented heavy pressure to people.

Li Tianlan narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, facing so many gunpoints and so many policemen, and feeling the seriousness and solemnity of the state apparatus, he suddenly found himself very lonely.

Although he has Wang Yuetong, Ning Qiancheng, Li Baitian, Zhang Houlong and Han Xinyan by his side.

But the feeling in my heart kept getting stronger and couldn't be suppressed.

"Listen, people in front, we are the police, and I am He Qingting, the deputy chief of the Huating Police Station. You are already surrounded. Put down your weapons and walk over with your heads in your hands! Surrender is the only way out for you!"

A deep and harsh voice came through the loudspeaker in the large police car. Surprisingly, this voice turned out to be a female voice.

The female voice got closer and closer, and a female figure in police uniform appeared directly in front of the policeman, with majestic and serious eyes.

The woman is about thirty or forty years old, with short hair, tall and even a bit strong. Her appearance is not ugly, but combined with her strong figure, it is really impossible to say that she is a beauty. A very domineering woman, holding a loudspeaker, glanced around, saw Gu Youlan and the others, and waved at them, but then she was not polite to Li Tianlan and the others, angrily said: "Hold your head in your hands!" , squat down for me!"

No one moved, no one hugged their heads, and no one squatted down.

Standing beside Li Tianlan, Wang Yuetong said softly: "Brother, don't underestimate this woman. This is one of the mad dogs raised by the Zhong family in Huating. She graduated from the Sky Academy and served in a special warfare squadron in Youzhou. He was transferred to serve as the deputy director of the Huating Police Station, and he has bitten many people in the past few years, and his stand is very firm."

Li Tianlan nodded slightly.

In sight, the burly He Qingting has strode over with two police officers.

She did not draw her gun, and her steps were firm and bold.

"Deputy Director He, it's not appropriate to deal with us young people in such a big scene? Look for yourself, there are hundreds of policemen, armed with live ammunition, and those who don't know think you are encircling and suppressing terrorists."

As He Qingting walked in, Wang Yuetong took the initiative to speak out without waiting for her to speak, and said in a neutral tone. At this moment, she was still holding Li Tianlan's hand, but that kind of reservedness and nobility were vividly expressed.

"Who are you?"

He Qingting glanced at her, and asked bluntly, with a very aggressive tone.

"My name is Wang Yuetong."

Wang Yuetong glanced at her, and said calmly: "When I have dinner with Mayor Yue another day, I will truthfully tell him the actions of Deputy Director He tonight, so that he can also listen to the prestige of the Huating police."

Wang Yuetong, Mayor of Yue.

He Qingting's expression changed, he seemed a little apprehensive, but his aura remained undiminished. He looked at Wang Yuetong and asked, "You beat Zhong Shaofeng?"

Wang Yuetong's heart moved, and she was about to admit it.

"it's me."

Li Tianlan smiled and blocked Wang Yuetong's words directly. No matter what, he couldn't let Wang Yuetong take on this matter for him. If he dared to do this, he was prepared to bear all the consequences.

"Director, a homicide happened here, and the deceased is..."

A police officer strode over, hesitated, and leaned into He Qingting's ear to tell the identity of the deceased.

He Qingting's eyes changed for a moment, and his eyes when looking at Li Tianlan became pity, as if looking at a dead person.

"You killed people too?"

He Dragonfly asked.

"it's me."

Behind him, Ning Qiancheng's weak voice sounded: "I killed the man."

"Very good, enough loyalty."

He Qingting let out a smirk, and waved his hand abruptly: "I handcuff them all and take them away. Anyone who dares to resist will be shot dead on the spot!"

He didn't intend to ask the identities of these people, it would be difficult to explain if he asked, and he came tonight with the order of her behind-the-scenes boss, and there seemed to be no one worthy of her fear among the few people present except Wang Yuetong. place.

"I advise you to wait."

Li Tianlan looked at He Qingting and said with a light smile, "Otherwise, you may not be able to bear the consequences."

The watch on his wrist was vibrating slightly. It was Zhuang Huayang sending him a signal, indicating that he was nearby, or even at the scene.

The transmission distance of this kind of signal vibration is only two hundred meters. As long as Zhuang Huayang comes, at least nothing will happen tonight.

He Qingting narrowed his eyes, spit on the ground suddenly, and said with a sneer, "What the hell are you? You deserve to tell me the consequences?"

"He's my man!"

A cold and ethereal voice suddenly sounded, clear and sweet, like the voice of a fairy.

Li Tianlan suddenly raised his head.

Qin Weibai's figure appeared together with Zhuang Huayang.

She passed through the crowd, and quickly came to He Qingfly, whose face was a little stiff, and slapped He Qingfly hard on the face.

Dry and crisp.

He Qingting's body staggered suddenly, covering his face with furious eyes.

"What are you? Are you worthy of taking my man?"

"Snapped!"

After hitting the left cheek, hit the right cheek.

Qin Weibai's exquisite and perfect face was completely cold, and she stood beside Li Tianlan after slapping He Qingting twice in a row, and continued: "What are you? How dare you take my man away?"

He Qingting's eyes were frantic, and he was about to slap back recklessly when Qin Weibai struck again.

With the raising of her arm, a super-large-caliber pistol hit He Qingting's forehead directly, with such force that He Qingting's entire head was thrown back violently.

Qin Weibai's face was expressionless, her delicate body was straight, her long hair casually draped behind her head drifted backwards with the wind in the mountains, holding the gun with one hand, she tightly held the trigger with her fingers, her eyes were indifferent, and her whole body was indifferent. Filled with an indescribable strength and overbearing.

Like a goddess.

Like a queen.

The muzzle of the gun in her hand pressed against He Qingting's forehead, and she said coldly, "Kneel down!"