"What are you kidding?"

The young female policeman stared at the man, but was calm and did not put her hands on her waist and was ready to pull out her gun at any time.

Perhaps it is because the north and south wind are tall, but they speak calmly and have a young appearance.

She really didn't believe that the handsome young man who seemed to have some vitality on his face in front of her would be a terrorist.

until

Beiyuan Nanfeng stretched out his right hand and slowly pulled out a knife with a cold light from the instrument.

“…”

The young female police officer reacted instantly.

Quickly pull out the gun from his waist.

It seems to have been practiced.

Extremely fast.

When the two face each other, is it a gun or a knife?

Before today, the young female police officer would definitely answer without hesitation that the gun was fast.

But today, with the knife on her neck, her gun pointed at Beiyuan Nanfeng.

It's more than a little slower.

It was the first time she saw such a fast knife.

...So there is really a sword saint in this world?

Her first thought was this.

But soon.

She shook her head and threw away such nonsensical thoughts.

She held the gun steadily, aimed the muzzle at Beiyuan Nanfeng, and shouted sweetly: "Don't move, the bullet must be faster than your knife."

"Please."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the heroic little policewoman in front of him and was amused: "I really cut down just now, you are already dead. Now you tell me that the gun is faster."

"You haven't cut it down yet."

The young female police officer ignored the blade on her neck and said stubbornly: "This proves that you still have a conscience. Maybe you are just impulsive. I don't know what you want to do, but I advise you not to do stupid things. If you really break in, there will be no one who is as reasonable as me! You are still young, don't seek death, and go back to the police station with me."

"Do you know what's doing inside?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the situation inside, thought about it, but he was not in a hurry, but instead started chatting with the young female police officer.

certainly.

One of them puts the knife around each other's neck and the other faces the muzzle at each other.

This scene has attracted the attention of many people on the periphery. Some have notified the police in other areas to be on guard, and some have called the police.

The young female police officer discovered this scene and started to delay time:

"It's just boring rituals, or something. I know you're not happy, I'm not happy either. It's meaningless. The people who pay tribute to some sinners who dragged the country into the quagmire, but the old men in it attach great importance to this aspect. Now the old men are in power, so you can bear it."

"Do you think so?"

Back from a raid hundreds of miles away.

Nanfeng Kitahara, who had almost no rest, suddenly smiled when he heard her words.

"Well, you should still be a college student?"

The young female policewoman nodded vigorously and said in a scrupulous manner: "If you are really dissatisfied, you might as well put down your knife and go back and study hard, and then one day replace those decadent old men. This is the right way. My sister just doesn't study hard, so she guards the gate here. You are younger than me, and there is still a chance... Go back with me, I will explain to my colleagues, you are having fun with me."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at it again: "But it's too late for me to study hard now. I'm the same as you, and my grades are average. Besides, I'm not interested in politics and don't like things like this."

"I said so much...so you still want to break in, right?"

The young female police officer glared at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan.

Beiyuan Nanfeng did not answer her question, but asked back: "Do you know what happens when you wait in there?"

"Didn't I answer just now?"

"I mean, what else will happen besides the festival, do you know?"

“…What happened?”

"Declare this country into a wartime state, and then drag it back into the quagmire of war, and take the initiative to start the war with the decadent will of the old men in your mouth."

“…”

The young female policeman showed surprise and her gun-holding hands shook slightly.

She looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng in shock and denied: "Impossible."

"You will know after a while, so I said it may be too late to study now."

Nanfeng Kitahara shrugged, suddenly put away the knife on her neck, and looked behind her.

The young female policeman found that the cold touch on her neck disappeared, and looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng in a slight surprise, and then an impulse surged in her heart.

She really wanted to look back.

Take a look at the shrine behind you, which is notorious in the whole world except for the right-wingers in China.

But she forced herself to hold it back.

She still held the gun steadily and pointed it at Beiyuan Nanfeng who was standing in front of her, although she moved the knife away from her neck.

Beiyuan Nanfeng said softly: "Please get out of here."

The young female police officer hesitated for a moment and still shook her head: "...You answer me first, what are you going to do when you break in?"

"Go and stop it."

“…Impossible.”

The young female policewoman heard the expected answer and was silent for a moment, showing a bitter smile: "If the facts are really as you said, you can't stop them alone, go back, don't go to die in vain. You go in now, take a knife, those right wings will not let you go, go back to the police station with me, and then... you can take a more gentle approach, such as parade to oppose, anyway, you can't go in now."

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head and said, "That's too slow and it doesn't fit my personality."

"I can't go in anyway! I can't let you die in vain!"

The young female police officer glared at Nanfeng Beiyuan: "Now the gun is in my hand! Your knife is retracted, and I will pull the trigger faster than you swing the knife! Go back with me!"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the young female police officer with a stubborn face and mixed with worry on her face, and couldn't help but smile again: "Do you know, why am I here?"

Young female police officer: "…"

"It's because I met some good people in this country, including my elder sister, my classmates, and some colleagues, and of course, now you."

As he said, Nanfeng Beiyuan said, his eyes crossed her and looked at the lively festival behind her: "I didn't want to worry about it. If you like to die, just go to die, but you, you guys I know have changed my attention. You are not wrong, there is no need to let you die with me. And I have to stop it and destroy some things."

The young female police officer opened her mouth and wanted to speak.

But the north and south winds were moving.

He began to walk forward, over her, and move inside.

stop!

The young female policeman wanted to turn the gun around and shouted softly to let Beiyuan Nanfeng stop.

But when I saw the expression of Nanfeng from Beiyuan, I felt the momentum coming from him.

She paused.

In the end, she couldn't say anything.

Beiyuan Nanfeng took another step forward and passed by her.

Click.

A silver thread slowly appeared on the gun in the hand of the young female policeman, and then a mirror-smooth incision appeared.

The barrel was directly divided into two.

The young female policeman looked at the gun in her hand, then looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng, and opened her mouth.

Beiyuan Nanfeng ignored her and continued walking inside.

“…”

The young female police officer pursed her lips, knowing that she was no match for her at all.

She put down the remaining half of the pistol weakly, turned around, and looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Then.

She only discovered it.

On the back of the north plain, the south wind was covered with a piece of parchment paper with golden thread sewn on the edge.
To be continued...