Chapter 611 (1/2)

In fact, Zhou Zhenggang knows something about the sordid relationship between Luodong and luobeina demolition company, but even if he is the director, he can't help Luodong, because the demolition company has a wide range of interests now, and even Zhou Zhenggang is not sure how to solve it.

What's more, Zhou Zhenggang, the director of the Bureau, has always been wise enough to protect himself. As long as Luo Dong doesn't come to him for trouble, he will turn a blind eye. Naturally, Luo Dong is also witty. In front of Zhou Zhenggang, he basically gives the director face. In this way, they are at peace.

Because of this, when Zhou Zhenggang learned that the place where the accident happened was the demolition company in Luobei, he also knew that there must be something else in it, and the other party may not be a terrorist at all, but when he heard that the other party actually asked to see Luo Feifei and said that Luo Feifei was his girlfriend, Zhou Zhenggang began to think that this person's brain is not very clear.

There are dozens of hostages in the hands of a person who is not sober minded. Even if these dozens of hostages are scum, if they are all dead, Zhou Zhenggang, the director of the Bureau, must be unable to escape the responsibility. Therefore, Zhou Zhenggang immediately attached importance to this matter.

”Since the other party claims to be a terrorist, it's better to contact Qianlong directly.” Zhou Zhenggang didn't plan to hand over this matter to the anti-terrorism center of the Bureau. Terrorists are not the most terrible, but neuropathy is the most terrible. No matter whether the neuropathy is a real terrorist or not, it's better to hand over this matter to Qianlong. If something goes wrong at that time, it's not his fault.

In this way, this so-called terrorist incident was finally reported to Qianlong Luobei base.

Xiao Ge is chatting with Luodong.

”Ah, that Luodong, are you the director?” Xiao Ge asked.

”Deputy director.” Luo Dong answers a way, as long as can procrastinate time, chat with this neuropathy is also good.

”Are you old?” Xiao Ge asked again.

”Forty next year.” Loton thought he was young.

”Almost 40 years old, still a deputy director, no future.” Xiao Ge shook his head, ”why don't you hang out with me? Being a terrorist has a bright future. It's much more promising than being a policeman and a little gangster.”

”Well, I'm not that material.” Luodong was a little embarrassed, but he was in a bad mood. He had a fart future. It was almost like looking for death. Bin Laden was killed!

”Yes, you're not that stuff.” Xiao Ge agreed, and then suddenly the conversation changed, ”did you call my girlfriend?”

”Yes, yes, Luo Feifei is coming.” Luo Dong answers a way quickly.

Of course, it's nonsense. He didn't contact Luo Feifei at all, and Zhou Zhenggang obviously didn't plan to contact Luo Feifei.

”A successful terrorist must first be a successful liar.” Xiao Ge looked at Luo Dong and sighed, ”you are not a terrorist, because you are not even a successful liar.”

”Well, of course I'm not a liar.” Luodong didn't know why, but suddenly he felt a little bad.

”You are a liar, but you are a very low-level liar.” Xiao Ge shook his head, then yelled into the room, ”give this guy a shot in the leg.”

Bang!

At the sound of a gun, the faces of the police changed greatly.

Ah!

Luodong is a scream, kneeling on one knee, but was shot in the left leg.

A dozen guns pointed at Xiao Ge, as if trying to pull the trigger, but some did not dare, because no one knew whether the sniper was aiming at them.

”Actually, I'm not a liar.” Xiao Song looks at Luo Dong seriously, ”do you believe it or not, the next shot, you can directly blow your head?”

”Yes, I do!” Luo Dong's face was pale for a moment. He pressed the part where he was shot tightly, but there was sweat on his face, and there was obvious fear in his eyes. A shadow of death seemed to have enveloped him unconsciously.

”Now, should you really call my beautiful Feifei?” Xiao Ge asked slowly.

”Yes, yes, I'll fight right away!” Luodong no longer dare to play tricks, this son of a bitch is to really ah.

After a pause, Luo Dong said to Xiao Ge in a slightly pleading tone, ”can I bandage the gunshot wound on my leg first?”

”Call first, then bandage, or you won't have to.” Xiao Ge light said: ”the dead do not need to bandage the wound.”

After hearing this, Luo Dong said nothing. He took out his mobile phone with the fastest speed, and then dialed Zhou Zhenggang: ”director, I'm Luo Dong. Quick, find Luo Feifei...”

After a while, Luo Dong hung up and looked at Xiao Ge: ”our director is contacting Luo Feifei. You can rest assured that she will come.”

But at this time, Xiao Ge turned to look at the road and said to himself, ”pretty Feifei hasn't come yet, but some annoying guys have come first!”

A Lamborghini is coming here at a high speed. Seeing this Lamborghini, Xiao Ge can't help but think of more than two years ago. Unfortunately, this speed can only make the onlookers marvel. For Xiao Ge, the client, this speed is no different from snail climbing. He doesn't rush to stretch out his fist, and then comes first, A punch hit the handsome man in the face.

”Eh!” The handsome man screamed, flew out and fell heavily on the ground, and his handsome face suddenly became not handsome, swollen like a pig's head. Can he be handsome?