For several days, people from the county bureau discovered a strange phenomenon. Their director stayed in the office, except for going to work in the morning, going to the cafeteria for lunch, and meeting at night. This made them puzzled. The so-called new officials were in trouble. According to the General Secretary, they would find some backlog cases to deal with, but the director was fine, offended the county governor on the first day of his arrival. But the next one was even more unexpected. He hid in the office for several days without any movement, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Such calmness made some people feel like they were sitting on a needle blanket. Jiang Wei walked back and forth in Zhao Jinsong's office uneasy. The smoke in his fingers slowly burned until it burned and trembled.

Looking at Zhao Jinsong who was sitting there for no idea what he was thinking, "Old Zhao! I always feel that things are a little lingering this time."

Zhao Jinsong slowly raised his head and said, "We have no way out. Looking back is a dead end. Even the cliffs ahead have to jump, and there may be a glimmer of hope."

Jiang Wei sat on the sofa, "We must make plans early and don't catch it off guard at that time."

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. As the sun sets, the cold air outside absorbs the indoor heat on the window glass and condenses into ice flowers. The light scatters mottled and dazzling light on the ice flowers.

Yang Luo looked at the time, turned off the computer and lit a cigarette, "It's so fucking strange that there hasn't been any movement for so many days." After that, he stood up and walked out, and came to the cold air outside to make people feel energetic. Scattered sounds of firecrackers came from afar, "Today is the last day of the Spring Festival."

I opened the car door and got into the car, slowly drove out of the door. There were colorful lights hanging between the street lights and street lights. The crowds on the sidewalk were shoulder to shoulder, with festive smiles on their faces, and slowly walked towards the municipal government square, because fireworks were set off on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year.

"Dingling..." The phone in his pocket rang, and Yang Luo took it out and pressed the answer button.

Jing Miao's voice came from the receiver, "Brother! I called you secretly. Let's go and see the fireworks, okay? Mom won't take me there."

A soft smile appeared on Yang Luo's face, and when he saw Jing Miao, he thought of Su Yiyi.

"Okay! Wait for my brother at home."

"Well! Come back quickly, otherwise you won't see it."

Yang Luo put away the phone, and at this moment, he found that the crowd on the road was running towards both sides of the road in panic. A roar of the motorcycle engine was getting closer and closer. Yang Luo saw in the reversing mirror that more than 20 motorcycles were coming from behind. There was a person sitting behind the motorcycle, each holding a steel pipe in his hand and waving in the air. In the blink of an eye, he came to him, and then a thumping sound came from the roof of the car. "Bang" the windshield glass was smashed by more than a dozen steel pipes at the same time.

The crowd on the street was stunned. These guys were so brave that they even dared to smash the police car.

A cold red light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes. He stepped on the accelerator violently. The engine heard an overload roar, and the entire car body suddenly rushed out.

At this time, the crowd on the street saw the scene they could only see on TV. A tattered police car was chasing more than 20 motorcycles frantically. Then he heard a loud "bang" sound. The last motorcycle flew up. Two people on the motorcycle rolled in the air and smashed hard to more than ten meters away.

The crowd screamed, and the police car did not stop or slow down, and continued to chase after him. Another loud "bang" came, and the motorcycle running at the end was swaying left and right without escaping the fate of being knocked away.

Ma Chaorong looked at this scene and said hatefully: "This little bastard is still holding our brothers until he dies."

Fang Tianjie said coldly: "Notify the brothers at the intersection that he can take action."

Ma Chaorong took out his phone and "act."

When Yang Luo was about to hit the third motorcycle, a heavy truck more than ten meters long suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead. The motorcycles spread out and roared past, but Yang Luo thought that it was too late. He stepped on the brakes, and suddenly the brakes had failed.

"Haha..." Yang Luo burst into laughter, and a shocking aura suddenly burst out from his body.

"If this can kill my life, I, Yang Luo, can still survive until now."

After saying that, he stepped on the clutch, grabbed the gear lever with his right hand and pushed it down. The engine was roaring. He blew the steering wheel with both hands. A burst of smoke rose up when the tires rubbed against the ground, and the smell of burning rubber drifted in the air.

The crowd on the street opened their mouths, watching the police car hitting the truck. But at this moment, a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives appeared. The police car drifted beautifully, and the body on the right stood up at a 45-degree angle. When the car turned around, it fell to the ground with a "bang".

The car slowly stopped, and the door opened was a young man in a police uniform, twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

There was no expression on his angular face, and under the reflection of the light, it actually flashed with a metallic texture. The police uniform wrapped around his not-so-strong body, which actually made people feel the terrifying power hidden in his body.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised with a cold smile, especially his eyes, which seemed to be an endless universe, radiating a cold and deep light. The momentum emitted by his body could feel the suffocating invisible pressure even if it was more than ten meters away.

Such a way of appearance will definitely shock everyone you see.

Quiet! The atmosphere in the entire space is a bit depressing. The hustle and bustle in the distance form a sharp contrast with the here.

"Bao!Bao!Bao!!!"

The sound of heavy leather boots stomping on the ground woke up the crowd who was still stunned. They looked up and were surprised to find that every step he took was heavy and powerful. What is even more incredible is that the distance between each step was so far, just like carefully measuring it with a ruler.

Suddenly someone said, "Soldiers, and they are special forces, the most elite kind."

As soon as he finished speaking, whispering quietly rang, "When did we have such a great person from Quyang? It's so fucking strong. It's just a real version of 007. Who is this guy?"

Another person said, "You still need to ask? Look at him wearing a police uniform and is so young, he must be the Director Yang who just came to our county... Huh?" He said this, "Why don't he have a police rank?"

Fang Tianjie and Ma Chaorong's faces became a little pale, and the sinister and fierce gaze in their eyes disappeared, but what followed was shock.

"Damn it! I can't die like this." Ma Chaorong cursed calmly.

Fang Tianjie took a deep breath, "We are in big trouble, this guy is definitely not something we can deal with."

Ma Chaorong cursed fiercely, "Fuck | Damn it, I don't believe that if I ask my brothers to take the guys, I won't believe that I can't kill him with a spate of guns."

Fang Tianjie turned around and said, "Go back!" The two people quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The heavy truck had disappeared without a trace, and Yang Luo did not chase him. He just walked to the two corpses, then looked up at the other two corpses in the distance.

He took out his phone and called 110, "I am Yang Luo. I was attacked 500 meters to 1,200 meters north of Zhengyang Street. Four people died and sent people to come here immediately."

"yes!"

Wei Minghong was accompanying his wife and children to watch the lights when he suddenly received a call from the duty room of the criminal police team. His face changed, "Damn it!" Then he turned around and left. What's wrong, he dared to attack the director of the Public Security Bureau.

His wife hurriedly shouted, "Where are you going?"

Wei Minghong didn't even look back, "What happened, you can take the child back early later."

In less than five minutes, more than a dozen police cars rushed towards them with lights flashing, and Yang Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I'll be here soon."

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!!"

A dull sound of closing the car door came, and dozens of policemen pulled up a long blockade.

Wei Minghong got off the car and saw a young man in a police uniform standing in the middle of the road. Without hesitation, he hurried over and asked, "Director Yang, are you okay?" This was the first time he saw Yang Luo, and the momentum on Yang Luo made him feel a kind of pressure he had never seen before.

Yang Luo looked at him. He was in his forties, over 1.8 meters tall, and his body was quite strong.

"You are Wei Minghong?"

Wei Minghong nodded: "I originally wanted to report to you tomorrow, but I didn't expect to see you under such circumstances."

Yang Luo smiled: "Troubleshoot the scene, and then find a tow truck to tow my car away. If you have any questions, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Uh!" Wei Minghong was stunned for a moment: "Director Yang! This..."

Yang Luo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I will investigate this matter myself. Except for those on duty, let the brothers go home to celebrate the festival after handling it."

Wang Fei and Zhang Li and Li Xiaojing stood not far away and looked at him, with a hint of worry in Li Xiaojing's eyes.

Yang Luo walked towards a police car, "I'll use this car first." After that, he got into the car and ran away. Since he promised Jing Miao that he would go to see the fireworks, he must go, and he can't break his promise to the child.

Wei Minghong watched Yang Luo drive away in a daze. Although Yang Luo wants to investigate this matter personally, as an old detective, he must understand the situation.

When he heard the onlookers describe the scene vividly to him, he was shocked. If so many people had not described the same facts, he would not have believed it even if he was beaten to death.

Li Xiaojing listened to the description of the crowd around her, her delicate little face turned red with excitement, her hands clenched her fists tightly, and she waved her in the air from time to time. However, Wang Fei and Zhang Li took a natural expression after hearing this.

After learning about the situation, Wei Minghong walked to the intersection to inspect the brake traces and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that this new director was not simple.

At this time, a police officer walked over and said, "Captain! The scene has been surveyed."

Wei Minghong nodded: "Notify the crematorium to pull the body away, and then call a trailer to come."

"yes!"

Wei Minghong walked to Yang Luo's car, turned around and opened the door and got into the car. He sat in the car and looked around. He started the car and stepped on the accelerator. After driving, he could press the brakes for more than ten meters. Suddenly his face changed, "Fuck! There is no brake." He hurriedly hung the neutral gear and turned off the engine. The car slowly slid for a few meters and stopped. Fortunately, he was just curious to test the car.
Chapter completed!