Chapter 634 (1/2)
”Bang!”
In the office area.
They were wearing suits and shirts, and the fighting posture was not good-looking. It was a bit like office wrestling.
Liu Jianming broke the ghost guy's wrist with one hand, kicked the ghost guy to the ground with a hook, pulled the ghost guy's wrist and shouted, ”fuck, you!”
”Boom!” Several other ghosts rushed into the station group, raised their arms and rushed towards Liu Jianming.
They can't sit back and watch their colleagues fall! They still have tasks to perform!
”Bang!” Suddenly, several cartons hit the ghost guy.
The carton is full of folders. The weight is absolutely heavy enough. You smash the ghost back a few steps at once.
Wow.
The folder overturned.
Intelligence officers resolutely join the regiment!
At this time, Yang Zhen and Liang Junyi finished burning the data.
They looked up and saw that the two sides had been in a ball, and it didn't seem important whether the data had been burned or not.
”Dry!” Yang Zhen and Liang Junyi bite their teeth and all take steps to join the battle group.
At the moment, Chinese police officers and ghost people in the political department.
Although both sides have received strict training, there are even silver flute graduates, fighting champions and other roles
But limited by suits, uniforms and office environment
Coupled with a large number of people.
Both sides are unable to carry out fighting skills. The scuffle together is very messy. It mainly focuses on tearing, wrestling and fist waving. It is also mixed with operations such as pulling Yin, biting and pulling ears. The picture is comparable to street fighting and has no demeanor.
”Ah ah!!!” In the intelligence section, Lin Guoping suddenly picked up a bench and threw it at him. He directly smashed a ghost guy's head and blood, and fell to the ground and fainted!
”You will go to the military court!” Wang Anqi received a message from the walkie talkie that the political department was blocked by the intelligence section. He pointed to Shikai's chest and stared, unwilling to say.
”In the war, it is not the murderer who goes to the military court, but the loser.” Zhuang Shikai's eyes were calm and looked ahead: ”only the losers have to go to the military court, and the winners don't have to!”
In the real world, the war court will never try criminals, but losers.
The so-called crime, perhaps honor!
Failure is sin, victory is glory.
The world will not listen to the losers' excuses, but will respond to the cheers of the winners
Zhuang Shikai's suit was clean and looked down at each other: ”intelligence section, your people are three disabled and seven injured. Do you want to play here?”
”The intelligence section uses fists. We can use guns directly.”
He shrugged his shoulders without fear.
Wang Anqi took a deep breath and pushed away the figure in front of him with his hand: ”go and work outside.”
Wang Anqi took a team of police officers of the political department in suits across the crowd and walked all the way to the opposite corridor without looking back. His steps became fast and simple.
Zhuang Shikai turned his head to look at his figure and said with a smile, ”why don't you go to the intelligence section to save the man?”
”Gee, is the deputy director of operations handling the case himself? Do you know your horse is not good enough and you want to go out in person? Or do you know that you can't get what you want when you go to the intelligence section and take your brothers to have supper in advance? ”
”Take me next night!” Zhuang Shikai raised his hand holding the walkie talkie, pointed to the front and shouted.
”Dada dada.” Wang Anqi quickened her pace and left quickly. Obviously, she couldn't stand Zhuang Sir's sarcasm. Her heart rate was almost breaking through the critical value.
At the moment when Zhuang Shikai took back his eyes, his expression suddenly became serious. He looked at Zeng Xiangrong and said, ”the matter is far from over. You keep an eye on DCP!”
The conflict within the General Administration around a piece of evidence from the intelligence section can be seen by anyone with a clear eye as the prelude to the political confrontation in World War I
Just the prelude was aimed at the superintendent ”Zeng Xiangrong” of the Zhuang investigation bureau to prove that the storm intensity will not be small, at least it is a No. 8 wind ball!
It is clear that Wang Anqi's layout has been for a long time, and there is the support of behind the scenes forces. There must be a more far-reaching move.
At this time, Zeng Xiangrong just got safe. In fact, he was relieved at the bottom of his heart, but on the surface, he was still very serious and said solemnly: ”yes, sir!”
In this incident, he could not have been the victim of political confrontation and become the ”pawn” eaten by the enemy across the river.
Fortunately, Zhuang Sir responded promptly and supported him with a decisive attitude. Only then did he succeed in keeping his position and not ruin his future.
Of course, Zhuang Shikai kept Zeng Xiangrong to keep himself
He patted Zeng Xiangrong on the shoulder: ”continue to work.”
”A good trial.” Zhuang Shikai's eyes fell on Li Guang again.
”Go.” Zeng Xiangrong made a gesture and took the lead in entering the elevator. A group of investigators followed him into the elevator, two of them dragging Li Guang.
Li Guang looked like a dead dog.
Or a dead dog abandoned by its owner.
The best outcome is to kill and cook dog soup.
Then, Zhuang Shikai waved to the ”mobile forces” with a cigar in his hand, and the blue hats of PTU put down their guns, stood at attention and saluted, and retreated in a queue.