Fang Zhen, Secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee, is 57 years old. He is still a good official who makes decisions for the people. But don’t expect those who play politics to be black and white. Gray areas are where they often go. Fang Zhen is at home with his wife.

While the child was eating, he received a phone call, a phone call that he had to pay attention to. "Let's go after eating." Mrs. Fang was a little worried about his stomach. It would not be a good thing if it continued like this. "No, I'm in a hurry. You eat yours."

"You don't have to wait for me tonight." Fang Zhen glanced at his wife apologetically, then turned and walked out. Mrs. Fang leaned on the table and watched her husband leave, sighed slightly, and put away the dishes.

Fang Zhen hurried to the reception room of the Public Security Bureau. Ren Xueye had been here for a while. "Mr. Ren, hello." Fang Zhen was the first to extend his hand, "Secretary Fang, I'm sorry that it's so late.

I want you to come here, sorry for bothering you." Ren Xueye said clearly, showing due courtesy. "I don't know, what's the matter with Mr. Ren calling me here?" "It's a small matter, my boyfriend and I are at the bar tonight.

There was a little friction with others, and my boyfriend injured a few people in a fit of anger, and was taken away by the Pudong Police Station." Ren Xueye's face turned red with embarrassment, and she was extremely beautiful. Fang Zhen was also surprised, he hadn't heard of the famous one.

Let Xue Ye have her boyfriend. Of course, people of their status would not pry into other people's private parts.

"Oh, this is easy to solve. Go and call your director." The deputy director who accompanied him quickly replied respectfully, "Secretary Fang, the director will be back soon." Fang Zhen nodded without saying anything and asked Ren Xueye to sit down and drink.

Tea, waiting. The police chief who was rushing to the station in the car was named Jiang Jian. He was a soldier, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very dignified. Jiang Jian's phone rang, "What, who told them to do this?

, what, you say it again, I got it." He was startled. As he spoke, the car arrived at the Public Security Bureau, and after getting out of the car, Jiang Jian told the people around him, "Notify the National Security Bureau immediately, and say that the person in the afternoon has been found.

They have been arrested by the Pudong Police Station." After taking two steps, he turned back and added, "Call the police station and ask them to be polite and not to interrogate, I will be there soon."

Fang Zhen heard the familiar hearty laughter and knew that Jiang Jian was back. The door was pushed open and the words came in: "Secretary Fang, you come to my place so late, you are not asking for mercy for someone, are you?"

The gesture showed that the two of them must have a good personal relationship. "Hey, why is Mr. Ren here?" Ren Xueye knew Jiang Jian, but he couldn't talk. Fang Zhen didn't give him a chance to strike up a conversation, "Director Jiang, please accompany me to the Pudong Police Station.

"Go to the Pudong Police Station?" Jiang Jian was surprised, "What's wrong?" "Nothing, I'm going there too." Jiang Jian was surprised that everything happened at the Pudong Police Station, but nothing happened. He looked worried.

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When the call from the bureau came, Xiaofeng had already been tortured. Xiaofeng did not resist, otherwise the small police station would not be able to trap him. Xiaofeng felt that he should be responsible. People from the National Security Bureau came first and were very polite to Xiaofeng.

, unlike the police at the police station who beat and scolded him all the time. Can you blame the police? When a person sees that kind of tragic image, he will think that Xiaofeng is either a criminal thief or a habitual murderer. The police station chief has a headache. The chief is here, and the National Security Bureau is here.

Well, now even the municipal party committee secretary is here. Could it be that some big shot has been arrested here? He will soon find out.

When Fang Zhen and Ren Xueye learned that 5 of the people beaten by Xiaofeng died and 23 were seriously injured, they both fell silent. Ren Xueye still spoke, "Secretary Fang, I want to protect him. He is over-defending. If you help

My whole family will thank you for my help." Fang Zhen knew the weight of this sentence. The Ren family is a big family, with children all over the country, doing business, serving as officials, serving in the military, and so on. The head of the family is the one who loves Ren the most.

Xue Ye's grandfather, Ren Zhengxiong, was the Vice Prime Minister of the State Council before he retired. His rank was not necessarily as high as Fang Zhen's, but he had many students and disciples all over the world. Ren Xueye's words were very tempting to him.

Fang Zhen looked at Jiang Jian. Jiang Jian understood what he meant without saying a word. Jiang Jian smiled bitterly, "Secretary Fang, it's not that I don't want to give you face. The National Security Bureau has intervened in this matter and I can't control it." Fang Zhen was surprised, but Ren

Xueye had seen Xiaofeng's skills and was thoughtful. Ren Xueye didn't force it, she said quietly, "I want to meet him, there shouldn't be a problem." The people from the National Security Bureau nodded to Jiang Jian who was looking at them, Ren Xueye said

Xue Ye followed Jiang Jian to the detention room. When she pushed the door in, she saw Xiaofeng who was handcuffed and with blood on the corners of his mouth. She felt heartbroken and her eyes were red. So many people didn't hurt him at all, but here he was.

He was injured. Ren Xueye felt angry in his heart. Even if he couldn't be saved, he couldn't be trampled on casually.

Looking at the beautiful woman opposite who had red eyes for him, Xiaofeng thought of Baguio who cried heartbreakingly and loudly, feeling a little sorry for her. He knew that he had killed seven people inside and outside, even if they were all

Scumbag. Xiaofeng didn't know if he could walk out of here alive, so he thought he should leave some words. "What's your name?" "Ren Xueye" "A beautiful name, as beautiful as a person. My name is Huang Xiaofeng, very beautiful.

Nice to meet you." There were many people who praised Xue Ye's beauty. Only Xiaofeng's praise made her a little proud. Holding Xiaofeng's outstretched hand, she didn't want to let go at all. Xiaofeng's hand and words made her feel proud.

Ye Xueye's despair and jealousy spread in her heart. "If you have a chance, please give me a message to a girl named Shen Biyao, saying that Brother Xiaofeng is sorry for her." Ren Xueye raised her small mouth in a rare move and asked her with jealousy.

Who are you? How old are you?" "She is 18 years old this year. She can be considered my woman." "You can do it even at such a young age." Ren Xueye thought in her heart, the little girl's movie is not enough to be a threat. "Also.

, She is coming to Shanghai to study soon, at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music." After Xiaofeng finished speaking, he seemed a little reluctant and continued, "Do you know a woman named Zhuang Jing? She is also from Shanghai, and her father is in business." Ren Xueye thought about it.

Thinking "I don't know her, what's wrong?" "If you see her in the future, ask me why, she will understand." Ren Xueye felt that this woman named Zhuang Jing was a threat to him, and it was also Xiaofeng's melancholy

After saying these words, Xiaofeng felt tired. He hadn’t felt this way for a long time.

He closed his eyes and said, "Go away, and don't come back again." Ren Xueye then remembered Xiaofeng's situation, and secretly thought where his usual cleverness had gone. "I won't leave, I want to spend more time with you."

"You are a good woman. It is not suitable for you to be here. It will have a bad influence on you." Ren Xueye stubbornly was about to retort when the door was pushed open. The comrades from the National Security Bureau who came in kicked her out and escorted her to the door of the police station.

Where Fang Zhen and Jiang Jian were waiting for her.

What Xiaofeng was waiting for was not a gun, but the top leadership of the National Security Bureau and representatives of the military. In the detention room, the 58-year-old Director of the National Security Bureau Hong Jiansheng and the 62-year-old Lieutenant General Wei Guoan looked at the young people in front of them.

That look was a bit like studying a guinea pig. Hong Jiansheng looked at Xiaofeng kindly and said, "What's the young man's name?" "Huang Xiaofeng." "My name is Hong Jiansheng. I'm glad to meet you." He stretched out his hand to Xiaofeng, and Xiaofeng raised his hand slightly.

He raised his hands to indicate the inconvenience. Seeing that Xiaofeng was still wearing handcuffs, Wei Guoan shouted with authority, "Come here, open the handcuffs quickly. Who told you to treat this gentleman like this?" "No need."

With a sound, Xiaofeng had broken the handcuffs. He pinched the steel rings on his hands with two fingers and twisted them gently. With two crisp sounds, Xiaofeng completely freed his hands. Hong Jiansheng and Wei Guo watched.

An's eyes lit up, and he was sure that Xiaofeng was the person they were looking for.

Wei Guoan was a soldier with an impatient temper. He said straightforwardly, "Mr. Huang, we are here today just for your murder. Ordinarily, this kind of thing is not our responsibility, but the country sees you as a talent and doesn't want to bury you.

Send us to talk to you." Xiaofeng felt that something was a little strange, "I am not a talented person, I just have decent martial arts skills." The two old men looked at each other after hearing this. With this kind of martial arts, they have never seen each other in their lives.

, how can you be called passable? Could it be that the young man has a brother who is better in martial arts? Wei Guoan then said, "Mr. Huang, let me tell you directly, now you have two choices, one is that the country recruits you for 4 years, 4

You are not allowed to contact any family or friends during the year. You must complete the tasks assigned to you by the country. The second thing is to prepare to escape. No country will trust a person like you to live freely." Xiaofeng was not threatened the most, with a tattoo on his forehead

Blue veins popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't agree, what can you do to me?" "Nothing can be done, but you still have family and friends." Xiaofeng felt like a deflated ball when he heard this, yes, what about his parents?

So, can you beat the country by yourself?

After the black face sang, the red face stood up. Hong Jiansheng said softly and authentically, "Little brother, don't be angry. Lao Wei's words are a bit unpleasant, but they are not unreasonable. Besides, they are not without benefits for you." "What benefits?" "This time?"

The country recruits you to help train a group of secret agents to deal with people who are difficult for the country to punish. Do you know how many corrupt officials take the country's money and secrets abroad every year? Do you want to see some scum go free?

"Four years later, no matter how well you train, the country will let you go free." After hearing this, Xiaofeng exclaimed, "Don't we have such people in the country? Why do you still need me to train?" The two old men said suspiciously, "

Who did you listen to? Why don't we know?" "Isn't it written like this in novels? It's a license to kill. No matter how much money you spend, the state will reimburse you..." The laughter of the two old men could break the roof of the house.

He held his hand on the table and said that his stomach hurt from laughing. Xiaofeng was a little annoyed by the laughter, and said bitterly, "Am I wrong?" Hong Jiansheng barely stopped laughing, "I have never seen what a murder license looks like.

However, we can apply to the country to allow you and the team members you train to be the first batch of people to use the killing license, and it will be for life, little brother, please consider it."

Xiaofeng was silent. Once upon a time, he also wanted to have an iron rice bowl. Now that he has the opportunity, he still has an iron rice bowl with many privileges. But what should Zhuang Jing do, what should Baguio do, and what should his parents do? In 4 years, Baguio should go to college.

Are you ready? Will you find another boyfriend? "Little brother, if you are a man, you should serve the country. If you are a man, you should fight on the battlefield. You can't act like a mother-in-law like a woman. Whether it's okay or not, please give me a word."

Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded. The two old men happily surrounded Xiaofeng and jumped up and down, like children. Xiaofeng was also infected and frowned. From that day on, Xiaofeng never met Xiaofeng again.
Chapter completed!