The Best of The Worst

Chapter 37: doubt

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At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau of Chaoyang District, a red Volt F150 stopped, but the security guard at the door didn't seem to see a car, so they didn't stop it.

Nonsense, look at the car brand, Beijing q-88000. If this is a nearsighted one, what can it be? No security guard is too tired of picking things up, and it is fake? Do you rush to the Civil Affairs Bureau falsely

The car door opened, and the bald youth got out of the car, closed the car door and went straight into the Civil Affairs Bureau lobby.

Looking at the familiar windows, Langfeng directly found the position of the head of duty, looked at the middle-aged woman with glasses and asked: "Is Director Fu of your bureau there?"

Looking at the bald man in front of her, the middle-aged woman obviously felt that the other party was not a good thing, it was probably a socially-social little white face, and replied in an angry voice: "You think you can see it as a person? No."

"Not here?" Langfeng asked with a sneer, "It's working time now. As a bureau chief, he doesn't work for citizens. Where can he be here if he isn't?"

Glancing at Langfeng, the middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and said: "You deliberately find fault, right? I tell you, if you make trouble, you will come to the wrong place!"

The middle-aged woman's tone was very rude, with an expression of'You don't want to live, I will let you die', and Langfeng felt a fire in her heart.

"Oh? I'm just looking for trouble, I'm just making trouble, how about you?" Langfeng picked up the water glass that the middle-aged woman put on the table, and poured all the hot water inside onto the opponent's face.

"Ah! You, you fucking don't want to live anymore! Security!" She was caught off guard, and the middle-aged "women" went crazy all of a sudden. In the past, people who came here were all people who came here to look at her and nodded and bowed their heads. She helped, and now her uncle's style not only didn't work, but also had a hot water supply.

Hot water dripped down her cheeks, and the middle-aged "women" felt a hot sensation, not only because of the water heat, but also because of face.

"Sister Wang, what's the matter?" A middle-aged "woman" named Sister Wang called out. Four security guards with batons in hand came forward and asked quickly.

"Can't you see it? It's him, grab me and send it to the police station!" Sister Wang pointed at Langfeng viciously, with a vicious light in her eyes.

"This product is definitely not a good bird!" Langfeng sighed in his heart, looked at the four security guards around him, took a few steps back, waved his hands again and again, and said, "I'm here to see you, Director Fu. The water is his own. Let it go!"

Langfeng's explanation didn't make the four security guards "confused", but directly took the stick and stroked it, turning slightly to the side. Langfeng avoided the first baton's attack, but suffered three blows on his back.

"Ah!" With a scream, Langfeng suddenly looked like an angry bull. One jumped and ran directly in front of a security guard, hitting the opponent's chest with a straight fist with his right hand, and at the same time grabbing a blade with his left hand. The truncheon snatched it, turned and drew it on the face of the security guard who was about to attack him. He pulled out several teeth at once, causing him to fall to the ground in pain, covering his face and twitching.

I fell down two security guards in a row, and the surrounding people all hid far away for fear that this kind of incident might have anything to do with them. Only Langfeng and the two security guards were left in the center of the hall.

"What's the matter?" At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue "color" suit walked towards the three of Langfeng, with a serious and domineering face on his face, frowning and asking. But the eyes are looking at Langfeng.

"Paying the bureau, this man made a mess. He not only splashed water on my face, but also hit the security guard! Didn't it happen that the criminal investigation team came, let them take this person directly!" The middle-aged "women" hurriedly He walked over and said flatly.

His face was a little gloomy, and the middle-aged man looked at Langfeng with a low voice: "No matter what you are here today, what happened, but beating is wrong, you must be arrested today!"

With a big wave of his hand, Director Fu directly greeted the four armed policemen who were already ready to go and more than a dozen security guards came over, and at this moment, Langfeng suddenly said something strange.

"Chishui went west to enter the Dragon Gate, and the purple gas flew to the heavens from the east!"

Langfeng’s words were like a poem, but Director Fu’s face suddenly changed suddenly. He glanced at Langfeng in surprise, and told the people around him to retreat, and walked straight to Langfeng without fear of him. Hands on.

"You are..." Although the tone is still rigorous, Langfeng has already heard the politeness of Director Fu's words.

"It's not convenient here. Take me to find a place." Looking at the middle-aged woman, Langfeng tilted his head and said to Director Fu.

"Okay!" Not daring to neglect at the moment, Director Fu took him directly to another living room.

Chishui went west to enter the dragon gate, and purple gas flew east to the heavens. This sentence spoke of the four largest underground organizations in China: the Western Red Army, the Hongmen, the Ziyue Group, and the Feitian Realm.

Among the four organizations, the West Red Army’s base is in Tibet. It is an organization that specializes in maintaining public order in the western region of China. It is said that it was sent there by the former Red Army; Hongmen is the largest underground gang, so to speak. The state is a weapon for controlling the underworld; the Ziyue Group is a huge spy organization responsible for collecting intelligence and completing some special tasks. Although it is a non-governmental organization, it is also closely linked to state agencies. The last flying world was the original one. A sect handed down by Yanzi Li San, who used to fly over the wall and practiced light skills. Originally, he made a living by stealing, but it was later valued by the state organization and used to cooperate with other organizations to steal important documents and so on.

In the meeting room, Director Fu closed the door, his face solemnly looked at Langfeng, his stern eyes seemed to want to see something in the other's eyes.

"You don't need to read it, Fu Jun, I'm k9b488, a member of the Ziyue group. If you can tell these things, you don't need to look at any documents." Langfeng sullen his face, with a high-ranking attitude. Started to pull the flag again.

He used to be the hall master of the entire Hongmen Slash Dragon Hall, and that kind of long standing at a high position naturally cultivated that kind of convincing aura.

"This time the group has arranged a task for me. You immediately give me an identity certificate. Within a week, I will register a company, open up the relationship between the top and bottom, and I will call you the money."

"Yes, I don't know what you call it?" Looking at Langfeng's attitude, Fu Jun immediately believed Langfeng's words.

Among the four non-governmental organizations, the Ziyue group is the most arrogant and the most difficult to deal with. This is why Langfeng said that he is the Ziyue group.

"Qian Chuan, just call my name, we will see each other often in the future." Langfeng laughed and proactively stretched out his hand.

Looking at the bald young man in front of him, Fu Jun felt very strange in his heart. A young man who was younger than his son actually sat on an equal footing with him, but his son now only knows to bury his head and study hard.

Secretly sighed, Fu Jun quickly stretched out his hand, smiled and shook his hand, and said: "I'm talking with someone from the Criminal Investigation Brigade. I wonder if Qian Chuan is interested in listening together?"

"Oh?" He glanced at Fu Jun in surprise. Langfeng had dealt with this person before. This man was still very repulsive of these four nongovernmental organizations. This time he even asked himself to help. It seems that there is something wrong.

"Don't go, I still have something..." Langfeng smiled and refused directly. Since people have something to ask for themselves, they have to put on a posture that is not easy to take action, so as to improve their bargaining chips.

"Okay, then I'll go busy, I'll ask someone to take care of the stuff right now, you will wait a while, and someone will bring it up." Fu Jun smiled awkwardly, then walked out and gently closed the door. .

In the hall at this moment, the middle-aged woman was telling others about the "harassment" of the prodigal son who had just been a prodigal son. She glanced at her and saw Director Fu and quickly closed her mouth.

"Pharaoh." Fu Jun sighed and said, "You won't have to go to work from tomorrow."

"What? You, what did you say?" The middle-aged woman surnamed Wang widened her eyes and looked incredulous.

"I said, you don't need to go to work anymore! I'll leave your job with pay!" Fu Jun snorted, increased his voice, then waved his hand and left, leaving only the silly middle-aged woman.

"What the hell is going on..." the middle-aged woman murmured as she sat on the still wet chair.

About half an hour later, Langfeng was sitting in a chair impatiently playing with the snake in the Nokia mobile phone, thinking that he should change to a higher-end mobile phone, so that at least the time could be passed.

"Boom boom boom." There was a knock on the door.

"Hello, Mr. Qian, this is your certificate. The ID card and driver's license are processed according to your requirements." A slim girl in a black uniform walked over and handed an envelope to the wolf with both hands. peak.

"Well, okay, then I won't stay there." I looked up and down the girl in front of me, patted the envelope, and went straight out.

"He also belongs to the Ziyue group?" Just after Langfeng left, the girl in the black uniform suddenly whispered "confused".