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Chapter 919: Gunshots in the Headquarters Building

"Shut up, damn it, what the hell are you talking about!" Nick Fury's face turned red as if he was about to bleed, and he roared angrily on the spot.

"You know what I'm saying. Weren't you the person in charge of California before? How did you become a senior agent? What happened? What mistake did you make? Did you mess up the FBI headquarters with diarrhea?" Wang Yaozu smiled viciously, "Don't be surprised.

, Chen Jiaju, who went to Los Angeles before, is my brother, and Chief Han is my friend. I know very well who you are."

Nick Fury's expression changed and he gritted his teeth. He was raped because of his poor handling of the case last time. If he hadn't at least saved Chief Han's daughter and avoided losing his face internationally, he might not have been able to do it.

This time, he was kicked to Hong Kong Island to deal with this troublesome case that no one wanted to get involved in. He had no choice. Who made him feel guilty now? He could only choose this thankless case to see if he could turn over.

.

"Listen, damn guy, I don't care who you are or who your brother is. Now, the Sheriff's Department orders you to assist the FBI and special forces in investigating the case and provide us with everything we need. You have to listen to me.

Any information you have must be notified to me immediately. You have no right to take any private action. Two Americans were killed here, and Hong Kong Island bears an unshirkable responsibility." Nick Fury took two steps.

Wang Yaozu shouted loudly in front of him, and reached out to grab the cigar in Wang Yaozu's hand.

Zhuo Jingquan bared his teeth. Damn it, you are so brave!

Wang Yaozu turned his hand, and the red-hot cigarette butt was directly pressed into the palm of Nick Fury's hand, which made the guy jump back with a loud voice.

Good! It was so enjoyable for Zhuo Jingquan to sit in his seat and watch it. He had also been annoyed by the domineering looks of these two Americans before.

No, to be precise, it's not arrogance, but a kind of indifferent condescension, a kind of looking down, completely in a commanding tone, as if it's natural, not even bothering to be arrogant, Zhuo Jingquan is not in his eyes at all, this is the most frustrating thing.

He is angry.

"How dare you attack a federal agent!" There was a big blister on the palm of his hand. Nick Fury was sweating from the pain. In addition, Wang Yaozu had just insulted him when he came in. This made him, who was used to being powerful in other countries, completely furious.

He lifted up his clothes behind him, took out his gun and pointed it at Wang Yaozu.

But just as he took out the gun, Wang Yaozu flipped his hand, and the golden Desert Eagle was already aimed at him. Without saying a word, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot "Boom!" scared Nick Fury to the point of reflex.

Normally holding his head to avoid it, Warren Russ also changed his face in fright and hurriedly ran out.

"Boom" there was another gunshot, and the bullet hit Nick Fury's feet. He jumped back in fright, sat down on the ground, and the gun in his hand also fell to the ground.

After blowing a puff of non-existent gunpowder smoke, the golden Desert Eagle spun around on Wang Yaozu's finger and put it back into the gun bag. Wang Yaozu looked at Nick Fury who had escaped from death with a pale face, with a mocking look on his face, "In my case,

With a gun drawn in front of you, I think you are fucking tired of living!"

Nick Fury was really frightened. He looked directly at Wang Yaozu. He pulled out a gun just to scare him. Who knew that this guy in front of him really dared to shoot? This is fucking crazy.

Come on, this is the police headquarters!

Zhuo Jingquan was also shocked. He didn't expect Wang Yaozu to be so reckless. He jumped up from his seat, put his hands down and said repeatedly: "Yaozu, calm down, calm down, don't be angry. Really, if you have anything to say, say it nicely.

Don't shoot."

Outside, Zhuo Jingquan's secretary was trembling with fear when he heard the gunshots coming from the office. He quickly rushed over to see what was going on but was stopped by Li Ying, "It's okay, Brother Yao is inside."

Damn it, just because I knew he was in there, I felt like something was wrong.

The sound of gunshots from here alarmed everyone on the entire floor. Many people rushed out and ran towards this side with greatly changed expressions. Li Ying waved his hands indifferently, "It's okay, just a small misunderstanding.

Brother Yao is in there, nothing big will happen."

The police officers who rushed over all had weird looks on their faces. They were just fucking shooting, so what’s the big deal?

So what is a big deal!!

Well, everyone is not worried about Wang Yaozu, they are worried about Deputy Director Zhuo Jingquan. Many people are already wondering whether Wang Yaozu shot the deputy director to death.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhuo Jingquan opened the door a crack from the inside, poked his head out and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the gun went off. It's not a big deal. Let's all go back to our respective posts."

Everyone felt relieved when they saw Zhuo Jingquan appear, but the gun went off?

What a liar, right? If it was someone else's gun that misfired, it's possible, but who doesn't know that Wang Yaozu is the number one gunman in Hong Kong and the master of headshots, so his gun can misfire?

Are you fooling an idiot?

However, since Zhuo Jing all said that everything was fine, they didn't want to ask around. Who knows what big trouble happened again, so everyone avoided it and dispersed in fear of difficulty.

After a while, Raymond Harry, the director above, also heard about it. He knew that Zhuo Jingquan took two FBI people to the office to meet with Wang Yaozu, and he roughly guessed that Wang Yaozu might have gone crazy again.

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After thinking about it for a while, he still turned off the light and decided to take a look. Wang Yaozu should be sensible and would not kill anyone...

Bar!

Well, now that everything has happened, it's too late, so let's forget it.

As the top brother of the police force, he is as big as a gentleman who has never surrendered to the empire. He is very arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't like anyone coming to show off his power on his own one-third of an acre of land, so let Wang Yaozu make trouble.

It wasn't until Zhuo Jingquan closed the door that Nick Fury was lifted up from the ground by Warren Russ and sat down on the sofa farthest from Wang Yaozu. Nick Fury's legs were still shaking, and the bullet holes on the wall told

He was almost shot in the head just now. It was a Desert Eagle with a caliber of .5. One shot would definitely not save him.

It had been a long time since he had been on the front line. Even when he was working on the front line, he had never seen someone like Wang Yaozu pull out a gun without saying a word.

Why don’t you talk about the process at all!

Shouldn't we first see who is carrying a gun, and then everyone will start talking about it?

What the hell are you doing when you just shoot someone over a disagreement? Aren't you afraid of actually killing someone?

You're not fucking black!

If you can't say anything properly, why do you have to be so violent?

Nick Fury very much suspected that this guy was a lunatic. It was impossible for a normal person to challenge a lunatic.

"Okay, let's talk it over if you have anything to say. Don't just shoot. It's really unnecessary, isn't it, Mr. Nick?" As he said that, Zhuo Jingquan blinked.

Nick Fury: "..."

"Yes, yes, please tell me what you have to say." After saying that, Nick Fury gave Warren Russ next to him a wink, and Warren Russ immediately took out a document and walked over to Wang Yaozu and handed it over.

"Look, this is a document issued by your Governor's Office. It is your superior's full agreement to allow the police department to cooperate with our investigation. It is really not us making things difficult." Warren Russ seemed very polite.

Wang Yaozu took it expressionlessly, glanced at it casually, and then tore it into pieces with a 'click' in the astonished eyes of the two people.

Broken.

Already...

(PS: Let me say something here: when we watched the video of an old American being shot more than a dozen times and no one died, it was because the guns used were civilian versions, and the bullets were also classified as military and civilian)


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