Chapter 352 Let’s go quickly, so much to say

Huang Sir's chubby face was partly surprised, partly confused, and partly angry. The complex expression made his facial features extremely distorted.

What is this? Use people to face the front, and don’t use people to face the back?

"Go away, did I ever ask you to drive away in a taxi?"

Sir Huang glanced around to make sure no one noticed their unusual behavior. He immediately pushed Zhou Xingxing away, pretended to straighten his black coat, and glared at the latter, a fierce and helpless look.

Then he walked out and heard Zhou Xingxing's inner thoughts before getting off the car.

You don’t have anything to stop me from driving this taxi back?

"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Forget it this time. I don't need a car anyway. There will be no next time."

Zhou Xingxing pursed his lips, gently pulled back the car door, sat back in the driver's seat, raised his hands and bid farewell to Sir Huang.

Let’s go quickly, there’s so much to talk about.

After getting out of the car, Sir Huang stretched his neck and took a look at the dots of red light emerging from the darkness around him. Suddenly he remembered something, and immediately turned back, not wanting to take another look at Zhou Xingxing before he opened his mouth.

However, Zhou Xingxing's thoughts at this moment are too obvious. Huang Sir doesn't need to think too much to know that there is something to say. Yes, he is like a roundworm in the former's belly. As soon as Zhou Xingxing sticks out his butt, he will look at it.

Find out what he is going to do.

While hesitating, Sir Huang looked seriously at Zhou Xingxing's half-smiling face and clenched his fists. Tiancan was still upstairs. He had to go up quickly so that he could avoid one more unnecessary trivial matter.
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But he really couldn't help it. Before talking about what he suddenly remembered, he had to make fun of Zhou Xingxing, who was half proud and half concealing his pride.

"Don't laugh?"

Zhou Xingxing suddenly raised his head, looking at Huang Sir with a pair of innocent and innocent eyes, still looking arrogant and unaware of himself, holding back a smile.

He doesn't want to reply to Sir Huang. Given his fiery temper, as soon as he answers, he will definitely ignite him and explode in a matter of minutes.

Don't say anything, Sir Huang will probably think that he doesn't respect him, maybe he won't order it, and the former will definitely curse a few times.

The result was the same before and after. Zhou Xingxing wanted to take advantage of his good mood and find out that Huang Sir had already left the car. All he had to do was lightly step on the accelerator, and the latter would be "deadly strangled" or something else.

I can only stand there and sigh.

What's more important is that such opportunities are rare and may not happen once in the next thirty years.

"Baa Tou, can you see that I'm smiling?"

Zhou Xingxing finished speaking with a smile, opened his mouth wide, wiped his face with his right hand from top to bottom, closed his mouth, and pretended not to know the situation.

He obviously hid it well, but when the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up, it took a lot of effort for him to keep his cheeks from puffing up.

Sir Huang is really angry. What do you mean, do you look down on his eyes? Or are you questioning his judgment?

"Hey, you are smiling from the corner of your mouth to the tip of your eyebrows. I guess I can't tell. Also, don't think that it's not a smile because the flesh on both sides of you doesn't move much. You have such a weird smile on your face, and you don't know what kind of smile you are feeling in your heart, isn't it?

I'm exaggerating, and your stomach will probably laugh out loud..."

After saying this series of words, Sir Huang held on to the car door and took a deep breath. When his anger recovered a little, he planned to continue talking, but he saw Zhou Xingxing's bitter face.

I really don’t have time to argue with Sir Huang anymore. If he says one more thing here, if he delays for one more second, he will drive several miles faster by the time he gets there, and he might go crazy on the road.

Zhou Xingxing's driving skills have always been very good, and even driving back to Uncle Da's house at the maximum speed is no problem. However, it would not be good if he met a policeman on the road and was detained.

It’s not that Sir Huang doesn’t like his smile, no problem, he just wants to cry, he just wants to let him go immediately.

Even if his stomach, intestines, heart, lungs and other internal organs are all gone, it will be fine. Once he returns to normal, the internal organs will return to their places immediately.

"What are you doing? Oh, forget it. I'm wasting time talking to you. You go back quickly and don't drive too hard. This taxi was borrowed in the name of the mission. The driver will pick it up tomorrow morning. Don't do anything wrong.

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It was rare for Zhou Xingxing to speak calmly. Not only Zhou Xingxing, but also Huang Sir himself was shocked. Before the former could speak, he coughed heavily and continued to explain.

"Before you go back, call the people from the Flying Tigers and tell them that the plan has changed. There is nothing to do today. Let them go back home early and get some sleep. They will go back to the mission office as usual tomorrow to get back to work. That's all."
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When he spoke this time, Sir Huang spoke in a strong tone, spoke quickly, and had a serious expression, as if he was giving orders in the office.

He clasped his hands behind his back and started to walk upstairs. If nothing else happened, Tiancan probably wouldn't cause any major trouble today, and he could spend the night in his third uncle's room.

No! He is expected to do such a time-consuming task of notifying the Flying Tigers to leave?

Zhou Xingxing was unwilling to do so. Seeing that Sir Huang was about to disappear from his sight, he stood up and reached for his shoulder, but failed.

"Tou, can you change this to a second one? Or I can notify you when I get to the house. You don't know, I didn't take my phone with me when I went out..."

Zhou Xingxing said it very euphemistically, but the meaning was very clear. He had something to do, and he didn't want to do this kind of thing.

Sir Huang didn't even look back, put his hands in his pockets, showed his domineering attitude, tilted his head slightly, sneered, and walked quickly upstairs.

He is the director. Is what Zhou Xiaoxing said something that he needs to worry about? It is none of his business to return home in a hurry without a phone. He is responsible for assigning tasks, and other things are not within his scope of consideration.
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Ah this...

Hearing Sir Huang's cold back, Zhou Xingxing was particularly frustrated. He raised his hands high and tried to hit the steering wheel, but he retracted his hands in mid-air.

Not only did his move break the steering wheel, but if something happened to his hand, he would not be able to get into the classroom if he used a pen to write homework. If he did not do his homework well, he would not be able to enter the classroom. If he did it too many times, he might be in trouble.

I was forced to stand in front of the school every day, hoping to see Amin, but I was afraid that there would be no chance.

No, this can't happen. We have established a good "teacher-student" relationship with Amin, and we can't let anything go wrong at this juncture.

When he was anxious, he did not forget to take back the small notebook Amin had prepared for him. Suddenly, he saw a red dot flashing on the car window in front of him.

Yes, he is the captain of the Flying Tigers in everything, and there are some things that he doesn’t have to do himself.

He raised his right hand little by little, and when the red dot hit the palm of his hand, Zhou Xingxing slowly outlined two stars in the air with his index finger...

Two seconds later, a heavily armed man ran out of the darkness directly in front, holding a gun under his arm. He walked up to Zhou Xingxing, stood at attention and saluted.

Although it was unclear which guy was coming over, judging from his clothing, he should be one of the squad leaders in charge of the Flying Tigers' operations this time.

Looking horizontally and vertically, none of them are as handsome and handsome as Zhou Xingxing when he was the captain. It seems that the completion of handsomeness and style really depends on his face.

Realizing that his thoughts were a little biased, the man in front of him was a little anxious. Zhou Xingxing tugged on his casual jacket, swallowed, straightened his body, and in the tone of scholar Huang Sir, explained the task assigned to him word for word.

The squad leader listens.

"Ah, Captain, is it time-consuming to make phone calls one after another?"

If you ask him to remind you, Zhou Xingxing already knows.

I didn't want to say anything more, so I just snorted coldly like Sir Huang, leaving the squad leader in a mess in the dark. However, he was too soft-hearted. He waved his hand and looked around to make sure that other members of the Flying Tigers were not focusing on them.

Said it casually.

It seems that he is not telling the squad leader how to deal with it, but talking to himself.

"I know, for those who are close, just notify them verbally. For those who are further away, just call or let everyone spread the word..."

I don’t know if the squad leader understood what he said. Zhou Xingxing raised his head slightly and glanced at the former.

Close your eyes and take a long breath.

He really is a guy who doesn't use his brain. He made it so obvious. He stood aside like a piece of wood. It was no different when we were practicing together.

"You're so stupid, I just want you to spread the word to ten, so that you don't have to make phone calls and can go back home early to sleep."

After saying this, it was not enough to relieve his anger. Zhou Xingxing patted the squad leader's shoulder hard and repeated it several times. When the latter nodded slowly and seemed to understand, he sighed helplessly and drove off.

Gone.

I've seen it all, it's not that he didn't speak well, it's just that...his buddy's IQ is too worrying.

"Isn't it just to inform everyone to evacuate? Sir Zhou didn't want to make it so troublesome. Just like him, he made a mission cancellation gesture in the dark and everything was solved."

The squad leader stood on the spot, looked around, found a suitable position, and raised his right hand little by little. As he expected, in less than two or three seconds, his palms and backs were covered with red dots.

If nothing goes wrong, in the next second, all members of the Flying Tigers participating in the operation will aim at his heart at the same time, and then...

There is no more.

Stay calm, make a fist, and after one second, release it immediately and retract all the red dots in your hand.

There was a rustling sound in the extremely quiet darkness. The squad leader knew that his men had received the signal to retreat. He put the gun behind his back and walked towards the darkness where he walked head first.

As I walked, I wondered in my heart: What happened to Sir Zhou? He used his annual leave without permission from Sir Huang before. Later, when he came back, everyone found out that he went to ask his girlfriend. This matter is understandable.

Everyone can understand.

Anyway, I didn’t encounter any big cases during my trip to the embassy. Sir Zhou was on vacation for a few days, so it didn’t affect me.

But this time, Sir Huang took over a case from the superiors to help recover cultural relics. Although it was not as big a case as the major crimes team, there were not many opportunities to work with the superiors to handle cases. Sir Zhou asked for a big leave again?
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Could it be that he is chasing a girl again?

No, they are all from the Flying Tigers. What’s the difference?

Just because Sir Zhou takes good care of himself, people who have to run for three years don’t look like they are in their early twenties?
To be continued...