Section 410

The masked man was dumbfounded.

You know, those masked men were just like dogs in his eyes.

And these dogs were actually rebelling and attacking their masters.

Aren't they afraid of death?

No, they are.

It is precisely because they are afraid of death that they don't want to die with the masked man.

A masked man handed the detonator to Zhou Chen respectfully.

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

(Good Money Zhao) Zhou Chen, holding the detonator, looked at the masked man lying on the ground, "This is human nature."

"No..." The masked man screamed and struggled.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhou Chen fired four shots in a row, breaking his limbs.

"Ah..."

The masked man rolled on the ground, wailing, and shouting heartbreakingly.

Zhou Chen walked step by step to the masked man.

He saw that the mask on his face fell off because of rolling.

He looked at the face of the other party that he had seen on the news in the past.

The current head of the family that has been passed down in Kimchi for more than a hundred years.

His surname is Li, the chairman of the first chaebol in Kimchi.

"No!"

The man let out a desperate roar, like the wail of a beast before death.

But the next second, it stopped abruptly.

Zhou Chen grabbed his neck and tore off his head.

Looking at the head in his hand, the haze in his heart dissipated, became clear, and smiled.

"This is very comfortable!".

Chapter 392 Five Years in the Main Hall (2 more)

One suspect after another was escorted out, and one body after another was carried out.

Outside the hotel, masks were taken off the remaining seven masked faces.

Zhou Chen looked at the seven people in front of him calmly.

The two police kings used their mobile phones to scan their faces.

In an instant, their expressions became dumbfounded.

Five Kimchi chaebols, a Kimchi general, and a Kimchi congressman.

When they saw the body of the chairman of the first chaebol in Kimchi being carried out.

Yang Xu and the guards took a breath of cold air.

That was the 17th largest corporate boss in the world.

The total market value of the company was as high as about 400 billion US dollars.

Can you imagine that a big boss of this level was beheaded by Zhou Chen?

To be honest, the two police kings were stunned.

It felt like the whole world had become unreal.

"Just killed like that?"

Yang Xu came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Chen who was smoking with a confused look on his face.

Everyone on earth knows what a deformed country Kimchi is.

A country ruled by chaebols!

Especially the top ten chaebols, which are equivalent to the ten emperors of Kimchi.

Every chaebol president stamps his feet, and the whole Kimchi country trembles.

The congressmen are their people, and the president is the 387 dogs they elected.

Now, an emperor is dead!

"Or else?"

Zhou Chen smoked calmly.

Yang Xu was silent.

He didn't believe that Zhou Chen didn't know the consequences.

You killed him so easily, aren't you afraid of being blamed by your superiors?

But think about it, Zhou Chen even killed the "Wang family" not long ago.

Who else has this director of the Ninth Department been afraid of except the old man of Guoan?

E City, airport.

In front of a special plane dispatched by Guoan.

"Come to Guoan for tea when you have time."

Zhou Chen stretched out his hand and shook hands with the police king to say goodbye.

"You're welcome."

The guard held his palms in front of him with both hands and joked, "I'm afraid of being invited to tea by Guoan."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Chen and Yang Xu both laughed.

In Longguo, no one is not afraid of Guoan.

Anyone who is found by Guoan will be skinned even if he doesn't die.

And the serial murder case in front of him has finally come to an end.

Guoan only took away those "high officials" from Kimchiguo.

The rest were handed over to the police.

In fact, this is also an unwritten rule.

(chch) People should not be too greedy, nor should they eat alone.

Guoan has made a great contribution this time.

They eat meat, and the police also have to drink some soup.

You have to know that Guoan, police, and guards are three major departments.

Sometimes it can be said that they are a trinity, advancing and retreating together.

Human relations and worldly wisdom should be there!

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Beijing, national security.

Minister's office.

Zhou Chen looked like a humble little licking dog, looking at the two sullen old men in front of him.

One is the old man.

The other is the boss of the police department, the top brother of the police system, the chief police inspector.

His surname is Wu.

Of course, his position is more than that.

Mr. Wu holds seven positions.

The Minister of Police is only the fourth among these positions.

Facing such a big man, Zhou Chen is just a little grasshopper.

You will die if he blows!

"How dare you?"

The old man sulked, "Will you be exhausted to death by making a phone call?"

"Yes."

Zhou Chen lowered his head and put on a panicked look, "You are right!"

He was acting, looking at the big man of the police department next to him.

The more fiercely the old man scolded, the lighter the punishment was.

If you really want to deal with him, you basically won't talk to him.

Similarly, the old man was also acting for his old brother.

You see, I have already scolded this brat.

He also knew that he was wrong, so some things are over.

Right?

"Haha!"

Old Wu laughed and looked at the old man happily, "It's too much."

"Is it too much?"