All of us here have experienced big scenes. The orders I just issued seem to be executed not very well, and the scene is a bit messy.

Behind Fei Xue, a strong man in police uniform stood. From the clothes, everyone could recognize him. This should be a patrolman.

Patrol? What to do? Is this a suitable patrol officer?

Next to the patrolman was standing a little girl wearing a combat uniform and exuding a hint of murderous aura. She obviously had just killed someone.

This little girl moved everyone sitting a little. Their eyesight was extraordinary. Even if they didn't use any tester to test, it could be seen that this girl's combat power was a bit high.

Except for these people, the rest of them had different clothes, which made Guo Qingtian frown. These people were all his subordinates.

This is not important, everyone in the Iron Guard can believe it, but what does Lao Luo mean to hold a small patrolman in his hand? Even if the patrolman and the Iron Guard have a conflict...

Is there a conflict possible? What is the patrolman? What is the iron guard? The difference is a bit big, and the possibility of conflict is too low.

Let’s take a step back and say, even if there is a conflict, you will be resolved privately. What is this place? This is the city lord’s mansion. Not only are there four city lords, but you are also here. Can you get this little thing here? Is that appropriate?

"Ah! You're here, come here quickly." Before everyone could figure out what was happening in front of him, Sikongmin jumped off the chair. His perfect lady image was completely destroyed in an instant, and he jumped and rushed towards Luo Chengying.

Luo Chengying is one of the Iron Guards. He is nearly seventy years old. He has basically reached the end of the martial arts monks. Although the lifespan of martial arts monks is almost twice that of ordinary people, the most people can live to nearly three hundred years old.

But the human body is so wonderful. The sixty-eight-year-old war king has a combat power of only 300,000, and it has basically been established. It is difficult to go further in this life.

Fortunately, the Iron Guard not only requires your strong combat power, but loyalty is also important. Lao Luo is the kind of Iron Guard who is particularly reassuring and can only be regarded as the bottom-ranked Iron Guard.

Not only is Luo Chengying loyal, he is also very cautious in his character, and his combat power is a little poor. Sikong Yi still lets him follow his daughter. It is reassuring to have him around him.

The scene was quite big before when he was attacked. Even so, he was not worried about his daughter's safety. In his opinion, his daughter was full of people and had iron guards as careful as Lao Luo. In addition, his two daughters had great combat power, so there was nothing to worry about.

At this moment, Lao Luo actually came and brought a small patrolman. Sikongyi immediately guessed that the matter here should be related to his daughter. When he saw his youngest daughter's lively and happy appearance, he was sure. A lucky boy, after checking it, he would definitely give you a wealth.

Sikongmin pulled Du Qian and rescued him from Lao Luo. At this moment, Sikongmin was a goddess, but unfortunately his eyes were swollen and he could not even shed tears.

"Come on, sit here." Sikongmin said enthusiastically. As for people like the city lord, what does it have to do with her? My father came forward.

"Are you okay?" Sikong Hui asked with a cold face. This greeting was a bit reluctant.

"Does it seem okay to look like I am like this?" Du Qian really wanted to cry, but unfortunately he couldn't see his eyes, so he naturally didn't know where he was. If he knew, he wouldn't dare to speak like this with his 180-year-old courage.

"Tsk, are you a man? I gently stroked you twice. Why did your head swollen like this? You are kneading dough with mud." Sikongmin said dissatisfied.

Only three of these people have seen Du Qian, and the others have no idea what Du Qian looked like. It is too difficult to deduce his image in reverse using his current appearance.

It was not until Du Qian sat down that everyone could see clearly what he looked like now. There were two iron guards who took a few breaths of air conditioning, their faces were cold, and they all felt ache for him.

Sikong Yi, who had always been calm and calm, saw the marks on Du Qian's face, his thick black and thick eyebrows trembled slightly.

The four city lords are not ordinary people. Even if they don’t know anything, they can deduce a trace in reverse from the imprints on Du Qian’s face. The story here is so long...

"Talk the serious business." Sikongyi saw everyone's eyes, and stopped on Du Qian's face, and tapped his fingers on the table twice and said.

"Yes, the captain of Pingchuan Flying Tigers is Fei Xue. In this assassination, there were 39 dead soldiers in Pearl Wharf, none of which missed the net, nor were there any survivors. They used military kinetic energy fission bombs, which were very powerful. There was only one dead soldiers at Fisherman Wharf, and they were also dead." Fei Xue didn't like nonsense, and he thought that the big man didn't want to listen to nonsense, so he said it very briefly.

"Conclusion." Sikong Yi asked in a deep voice.

"Weapons include three kinetic energy fission bombs, twelve ordinary kinetic energy bombs, twelve long-range stop kinetic energy guns, other personnel are responsible for cover, and there is no dagger. These equipment are all military equipment of the Zhenhai Alliance. Judging from the assassination techniques and the arrangement in advance, the possibility of repairing the sky is greater."

This kind of assassination of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers is no joke. Whether it is organization, information, equipment, actions, command, or communication, it is a complete set of system projects, otherwise even Sikongyi would not be able to get close to him for a hundred meters.

"Hmph! I just want to muddle the water." Sikongyi snorted coldly, but the voice was not loud, but Du Qian felt his body tight. Judging from the sound, there were many people in the room and there was a lot of space. Why did he snort, the temperature dropped several degrees?

Zhu Zhenqing was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted. You are right. This assassination looked quite large and he used heavy weapons, but in fact, there was no threat at all. At the level of the Three Dukes and Nine Lords, he used kinetic energy weapons purely. Not to mention killing people, even the chance of being injured is very low.

There are many assassinators and have excellent weapons, but these people are too poor. According to the reports he received, among these people, the strongest combat power is only a few hundred thousand. Such a killer is naturally very powerful to deal with ordinary people. When encountering Sikong Yi, one of the nine ministers, he is simply a delivery person.

If you really want to assassinate Sikongyi, you have to send at least one or two martial arts monks of the same level, at least at the level of the divine masters, plus dozens of martial arts monks of the warriors, which is a bit of a surprise. Just sending a few war kings, what is the assassination?

"Okay, just know, don't pay attention to those ghost clowns. Lao Luo tell me, what's going on here?" Compared to this assassination that seemed quite disturbing, Sikongyi felt that the little patrolman who was beaten into a pig's head by his daughter was even more interesting.

"Your Excellency, the assassination killer should be a veteran undercover agent. This patrolman looks quite familiar with him. The kinetic bomb is wrapped in paper. We didn't see the problem, but let him discover it first."

"Oh? Very clever." Sikongyi responded casually, and seemed to have not taken it seriously at all. He was a little surprised. He knew the level of the Iron Guard and the like of Lao Luo. He could not describe it when he found the problem before Lao Luo.

"He hugged the second lady and hid behind the iron guard. When he wanted to pull out his gun, something happened..."

Well, everyone's faces were smiling, and this misunderstanding was written on their faces.

"The eldest lady also misunderstood. Go up and save people." Lao Luo said this and didn't continue. Just explain the matter clearly. You are very pragmatic.

"Identity?" Sikong Yi is indeed not a person who talks a lot.

Lao Luo gave Leng Jun a look and said it was time for you to go on stage. If he hadn't asked him to recognize someone, he, as the patrol captain of the branch, would he be qualified to stand here?

Leng Jun was almost crying anxiously. Go, he is a damn person, he is so conscious. Even if he calls his mother, can he recognize him?

"This...you..."

"Battle Leng, it's me..." Du Qian said quickly, but he forgot that he was just a newcomer. Leng Jun had thousands of patrol officers under him. He was a small patrol officer who had only been in the team for a few days. Can the captain remember you?

Even if Leng Jun cannot have no impression of Du Qian because of Du Lanfang, but that is under normal circumstances, is it normal to look at your face?

As for the sound, don’t joke. Captain Leng couldn’t remember your voice at first, let alone the sound like a vocalizer, which is not easy to hear what you say clearly.

Swipe, several eyes stared at Du Qian. If it weren't for his appearance, it would be really funny. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't feel any threat, I'm afraid someone would have taken action long ago.

The origin is unknown!

Just based on these four words, it would be light to kill him on the spot. The patrolman at the Fisherman's Wharf of Zhenbao Branch? The patrol captain didn't recognize you, you said that's it. The Empire is very strict in the management of uniforms, but assassination can happen, and powerful weapons like kinetic fission bombs can appear. Is it a big deal to have a small patrol uniform?

"Senior Brother Du Qian?" A slightly tender voice sounded.

"It's me, it's me." I really want to cry. Finally, someone recognized his voice. It's not easy. Du Qian can't forget this voice as long as he hears it once. Besides, Yao Jing, like him, lived in the War Orphan School for ten years. Even if he is not from the same class, he will meet very often. Naturally, the two of them are not very close, but they are quite familiar.

"Du Qian? Are you Du Qian?" Leng Jun's voice was a little sharp. How could this be Du Qian?

Well, Leng Jun has to admit that no matter who has a head that is swollen like this, it will not be recognized by someone who is very familiar with it.

"Captain Leng, it's me." I felt my eyes were a little wet, but where were the eyes?

I was so moved that I finally proved that I was Du Qian. The more I couldn't see my eyes, the better my ears would be. I even had a sixth sense. The few gazes just now were so pissing.

If you cannot prove that you are Du Qian, it is dangerous. Sometimes big people are easy to talk to. As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to see, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with. But sometimes, the danger is much greater than that of the little ghost, and people don’t need to reason with you at all.

"Du Qian, right? The name is good. Thank you for saving my two daughters." Du Qian proved his identity, and the atmosphere in the room became much softer.
Chapter completed!