At this moment, an extended Rolls-Royce stopped.

A few strange people came out, one of them was the old woman who had harassed Chen Zhao today.

When Luo Keke saw Chen Zhao standing outside the car smoking, his eyes immediately shining.

"Hi, handsome guy."

Chen Zhao immediately grabbed Botton who was planning to pay attention to the police station: "Mr. Botton, this woman has harassed me today."

Seeing Chen Zhao's fearful expression, Borton suddenly felt a little funny.

"She? Has he harassed you?" Burton expressed doubts about Chen Zhao's words.

"Handsome guy, don't be so ugly to say that harassment, I just want to talk to you about a romantic love." Luo Keke looked at Chen Zhao seriously.

Chen Zhao looked desperate, and Bolton believed it.

Because he felt goosebumps when he heard this.

The old woman who stepped into the coffin with one foot was really lethal.

This does not mean that women are disrespectful to the elderly, but because of human instinctive reactions.

Like Chen Zhao and Wright, although they often joke.

But just a joke, Wright wouldn't really want to sleep with her grandson and her great-grandson's friends.

So their jokes will appear natural.

But Chen Zhao really saw ** in the eyes of this old woman.

"Rococo." Bei Mass could no longer bear it, and at the same time came to Chen Zhao: "Sir, I apologize to you for her words and deeds."

Chen Zhao's smile was a bit far-fetched. He really didn't want to contact Rococo again.

"Handsome guy, can you leave me a phone number?"

"no! I don't know you." Chen Zhao was so scared that he stepped back.

"Rococo, don't forget what we are here to do." Huma scolded.

"Okay, okay." Luo Keke shrugged helplessly and looked at Chen Zhao: "Handsome guy, after returning to the hotel, I will go find you. By the way, you live downstairs, right?"

Burton looked at the few in front of him and found that there were four young men following the two old women, and the four men were all blonde, with a handsome appearance, a strong and tall figure.

This made him wonder that these four people would not be the ducks they two tricked.

Why do these four men carry swords?

However, the swords in their hands are very beautiful, probably for decoration.

"Are you a policeman here?" Arthur asked in front of Borton.

"Yes, is there anything that can help you?"

At this time, Arthur took out a document: "We are from mi6."

mi6 is the British MI6.

As the most staunch ally of the United States, the British Mi6 and the American Cia also have very deep cooperation.

Both sides have the power to act on each other's territory.

Of course, this is after reporting to the other party’s intelligence department.

Botton was a little puzzled, British mi6?

What do they ask themselves to do?

Chen Zhao also looked at the people in front of him with his eyes flashing.

Not to mention the two old ladies, these four people also seem to have magic power exuding.

Especially the exquisite and gorgeous swords in their hands seem to be magical props.

"We need to meet the burnt bodies."

"The burnt corpse? Are you talking about case fb-1244?"

"That's right." Arthur nodded: "We have received reports and permission from Cia, and we have received reliable news that the murderer of this case is likely to be carrying out some unknown evil plan."

"What evil plan?" asked Burton.

Chen Zhao rubbed his nose, saying that he was just to kill someone to vent his anger. Is this an evil plan?

Did they get something wrong?

"You don't need to know this, we're going to see those corpses now."

"Is it a cult ceremony?" asked Bolton.

Everyone looked at Botton in surprise: "Do you understand?"

"I guessed that it was indeed a cult ritual. Did it summon some demons or something?" Bolton said: "I once read a file. Fourteen years ago, there was a cult murder and sacrifice to the so-called demons in New York. This time it must be the same as that time. Are you going to take the corpse?

Arthur shook his head: "No, we won't take it anywhere. We just want to guard the corpse and make sure that Zhou Qian's body will not be stolen. At the same time, if the murderer appears, we will also subdue it."

"I think you're late. The murderer just now committed the murder in the police station again." Bolton said: "And after he killed someone, he ran away."

Rococo, Mass and the four guardian knights changed their faces instantly when they heard Bodon's words.

"You mean the murderer broke into the police station and killed someone, and then left?"

"Yes, the murderer first destroyed the power supply from the police station and then broke in." Botton explained.

He wanted to make an excuse for his faults and his colleagues in the police station.

"Oh no, take us to see the bodies."

"Does this matter have anything to do with the evil ritual you mentioned?"

"It didn't matter, but now it's becoming crucial."

"I still don't understand."

"The murderer is to create an evil creature called the Thousand-Faced Demon Spirit."

"Are you kidding me?" Bolton obviously didn't believe it.

Even Chen Zhao thought Arthur was joking.

The person involved, the mastermind behind the scenes, didn't know.

"I'm not kidding. The Thousand-Faced Demon Spirit needs a large number of sinful souls to torture them in cruel ways, so that their resentment before death will amplify a hundred times, and finally burn them with the flames of sin, and they will be burned to death together. In the end, all sinful souls will be reborn in the flames of hell and forged into one by the flames. This evil creature has appeared more than once in history."

"Are you really coming from mi6? You are not a liar, are you? Or you just came out of a mental hospital."

Arthur suddenly drew his sword, but he did not slash at Bodon, but in a car next to him.

The sword flashed past, and the body of the car was cut open with a sword.

Arthur looked at Burton, who couldn't stop talking: "Do you think people in mental hospitals have this ability?"

"Sir, you cut my car open..." Chen Zhao was speechless. If you want to do an experiment, do you have to consider other people's feelings?

"Are you still here?" Arthur asked knowingly.

Chen Zhao was very depressed. Could it be okay for me to stand here all the time?

"You... what you said just now is true?" Bolton asked in disbelief.

"Do you still think I'm joking?"

"Hey, don't ignore me."

Arthur glanced at Chen Zhao, then looked at the car that was cut by him: "Tomorrow you will receive a check for compensation."

"All right."

"Handsome guy, if you are willing to accompany me for one night, I am willing to give you a Porsche." Luo Keke looked at Chen Zhao's eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!