The northland south wind suppressed Su Yongjiyue by the wall and looked back.

Hiroshiro Tsukahara held up his gun and stood not far away, pointing at Kitahara Nanfeng's head.

The two are very close.

The muzzle reflected a faint light under the light, and the deep gun barrel hole seemed to gush out a moment of brilliant fire in the next second, and then smashed the fragile head of Beiyuan Nanfeng to pieces.

……certainly.

This is just imagination.

Don’t say that the north and south winds do not believe it.

Hiroshiro Tsukahara himself didn't believe it. His initial speed was 325m and his caliber was only 0.\n38-inch bullets could damage the Nanfeng of Kitahara.

Slowly put the muzzle down.

Shiro Tsukahara put away his gun. In theory, these higher-ranking police ranks have stricter gun management.

Patrol or inspectors who go out on duty can fire directly without their superiors present, but they must be equipped with guns with permission from their superiors, and shooting requires obeying the command of their superiors.

For the Criminal Minister of the Metropolitan Police Department, such regulations certainly do not count.

only.

He also had superiors above his head. If he had just referred to his subordinates and his subordinates dared to demolish the police station in public, he would have fired a long time ago.

But unfortunately it is not.

A deputy director of the countermeasures class is still ambiguous with Sumiko Qihai.

And when he just showed that he was not inferior to Sunyoki Himetsuki's strength.

He is not qualified to shoot.

Even if you know that the bullets of this ordinary revolver cannot cause damage to Beiyuan Nanfeng at all.

But not causing harm does not mean that it cannot be declared war. Only this shot can the police chief be fired.

"This is the Metropolitan Police Department."

Shiro Tsukahara put down his gun, looked at Yukio Otani and Haruhiko Nakagawa on the ground, and then looked at the messy twelfth floor. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the wall, and he was suppressing Sunaga Hitsuki, and asked seriously: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Splitting."

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at Suyong Jiyue who was staring at him and smiled: "But it seems that the noise was a little too big. Sorry, our Tianxuan Department will review internally, and then reflect deeply. Finally, Director Suyong and I will submit a review report to the above...well, a review report?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng uses the words he heard from the TV series, and a serious explanation.

It's just that the tone is full of uncertainty.

"If you want to write a report, you have no hobby for writing a report, and neither does Nichihiro Sumiko." Suzunaga Jiyue suddenly interrupted and refuted.

"Can't pretend? Then find a reason for it? It's difficult to write a simple sentence 'I won't know next time'? I'll just say it, why are you doing so seriously?" Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her.

“…”

Hikashiro Tsukahara's cold and dark face seemed to thrust. Instead, he continued to talk about it along the topic of Kitahara Nanfeng, he looked at Yukio Otani and Haruhiko Nakagawa on the ground: "What's going on with them?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng casually explained: "The speed is too fast and I didn't stop it. It's very dangerous for you to stand up suddenly. But don't worry, you can't die. At most, you can break a few ribs, which is a minor problem."

Hikashiro Tsukahara's cold and dark face seemed to twitch again.

He looked around and saw the fear on the faces of the onlookers.

Suddenly I regretted it.

It shouldn't have appeared.

The two Akio Otani and Haruhiko Nakagawa became the background board, blocking the possibility of Sunaga Hitsuki letting water.

However, regret is useless.

He signaled the visitor to carry Yukio Otani and Haruhiko Nakagawa down, then turned around and left.

Soon, it disappeared at the door.

Beiyuan Nanfeng watched him leave, then looked around and suddenly smiled, "What are you doing?"

The people who were seen by Beiyuan Nanfeng dodged their eyes and all left quietly.

soon.

On the twelfth floor, there are only people from the Tianxuan tribe.

But these people also dodged their eyes. They slowly dissipated and stopped looking at the north wind in Beiyuan, but began to skillfully clean up the messy floor.

Proficient...that's heartbreaking.

I guess I have done a lot of this kind of thing in the past.

Kitahara Nanfeng smiled, sighed that after Sumiko Nichiko was seriously guilty, she slowly left the wall and let go of Suyong Hitsuki.

"You...you...all treat me as a stepping stone, right?"

Suyong Jiyue was a little weak and slowly knelt on the ground. She raised her head and stared at Nanfeng Beiyuan: "Do you think I really don't dare to kill you? Or do you think I'm incompetent?"

Sunagaki, who had just written a report from beginning to end, expressed his opinion on the matter of expressing his opinions on the matter.

"What are you killing or not? Girls are gentle. If you offend them, go to the office to talk."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.

Su Yong Jiyue didn't mean to use her authority from beginning to end. So if you give face, Beiyuan Nanfeng will definitely give him a gift.

“…”

Su Yong Jiyue was silent for a moment.

In the end, he still angrily patted his hand on the palm of his hand and let Beiyuan Nanfeng pull himself up.

...

More than ten minutes later.

Qihai Orange's Office.

I don't know which office I removed the door and was moved over.

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought about it and went over to help install the door. Then he politely thanked the person who came to install the door and then closed the door.

The ordinary staff who came to install the door were frightened and were anxious when they left, fearing that the north wind in the north would kill them all.

"hypocritical."

Suyong Jiyue leaned on the desk, watching Kitahara Nanfeng and a group of ordinary people working hard to install the door. After the door was closed, she gave such a bad review.

"That's better than standing there and watching."

Beiyuan Nanfeng walked around her, pulled the chair and sat down again: "And that's polite, do you understand politeness? The door was not broken by you."

"Who did the first move?"

Hear his words.

Suyong Jiyue suddenly became furious, like a wild cat with a arched waist and a fur all over her body.

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled, but didn't think about Shunmao, but instead tried to watch her furiously.

"……you."

Suyong Jiyue took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and asked, "Tell me, what tricks did you just play? Why did you just restrain me?"

This is her purpose.

She was very curious, otherwise she wouldn't come to the office to chat with Beiyuan Nanfeng again.

"Why should I tell you?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng leaned against the back of the chair and asked back.

A playful look on his face.

"I beat you for no reason, but in the end I gave you face and didn't use all my strength. Not only did I feel embarrassed, I also became a stepping stone to establish my authority."

Hearing the words of the Nanfeng from Beiyuan.

Xu Yongjiyue's proud breasts were undulating, and the amplitude was so large that it made people feel excited that her elegant red dress was in.

She pointed at her face with an incredible look and asked, "I have done this. You don't even want to tell me this?"

"Um."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded naturally, and then he still stimulated her: "Why don't you fight again? Try it again. This time I use the authority, maybe I won't beat you."

"you!"

Sunyoki Hime exploded.

She straightened her waist, straightened her hips and left the table, rushed towards Nanfeng Beiyuan, and then... scratched his face with her nails.

When Beiyuan Nanfeng saw her rushing towards him, he was quite alert.

Until... she discovered that Suyong Jiyue was just like an ordinary woman, ready to scratch her face with her long nails.

"What are you doing!?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng grabbed her wrist and cursed for some reason.

But Xu Yongjiyue refused to give in and still wanted to leave scratches on Beiyuan Nanfeng's face.

And very skillful...

"ill."

Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't bear it anymore, so he leaned back, grabbed her wrist with one hand, raised the other, and slapped her perky buttocks directly on her perky buttocks.

Don't say it, it feels pretty good.
Chapter completed!