Chapter 779

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"Xia Zhilin, what do you mean? We are the special action team sent from above. Is that your attitude?"

Zhang Shuo doesn't pay attention to Xia Zhilin at all. His identity and strength in all aspects completely crush the people in this small and broken place. He really doesn't know what good face he can give to these people.

"Zhang Shuo, you've gone too far." Xia Zhilin's face was completely gloomy. He carved a weather beaten face with a knife, chisel and axe. At this time, it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"I'm too much? Hahaha, what's wrong with me? Look, Dong Wenfeng has been talking here for a long time. What's the use?"

With these words, Zhang Shuo used his body method to flash in front of Dong Wenfeng. Dong Wenfeng's face was close at hand, and Zhang Shuo suddenly smiled.

"Senior martial artist? What kind of senior martial artist is this? You want me to listen to him? Xia Zhilin, I tell you plainly, I just don't like Dong Wenfeng."

Bang! A loud noise came out of the conference room, and people working outside couldn't help looking at the movement over there.

I saw a figure hit the glass. Because the glass was fiber glass, it did not break into pieces. On the contrary, it clearly showed the marks of people hitting on it.

It was Dong Wenfeng who shot. When he punched out, the members of the other two special action teams who had crossed their legs in the conference room were completely restrained.

Zhang Shuo is an intermediate martial artist, so he was directly beaten away by this ostentatious Dong Wenfeng? And smashed the glass

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. This Dong Wenfeng is not simple.

It was not easy to buckle himself out of the glass. Zhang Shuo looked at Dong Wenfeng's eyes and could almost spray sparks.

"Do you think you're strong?" he rolled up his sleeves and Zhang Shuo looked ready to fight Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng smiled contemptuously, and all the pressure of wushanglong was released. This space was completely suppressed by forces they could not understand.

Dong Wenfeng was considerate and did not embarrass Xia Zhilin on this matter. So Xia Zhilin, like Dong Wenfeng, can come and go freely in this conference room under the control of the supreme dragon.

"Special operations team, I won't cooperate with you. My men won't cooperate with you either." Xia Zhilin's mouth bent, an arc of skin laughing and flesh not laughing.

"You... Understand the field?!" was suppressed so hard that several special action teams were speechless, and Zhang Shuo's cultivation was relatively high. When he said this, blood flowed down his gums, as if some internal organs in his body had been damaged.

"I won't ask you this time. You don't deserve to wear this uniform." Dong Wenfeng didn't want to kill people. Dong Wenfeng appreciated the ugliness of several people and slowly removed the threat of no Shanglong.

At this time, several talents were breathing fresh air like Drowners who had just been rescued.

"Well, I won't join you in Xie Huiling's action."

Dong Wenfeng's words made several people of the special action team look at each other. They had given Dong Wenfeng a reprimand, hoping that he, a useless man, would go away as soon as possible for fear that he would take credit.

I didn't expect Dong Wenfeng to have such terrible combat effectiveness. If they were more polite to Dong Wenfeng at the beginning, would they be able to use such combat effectiveness for them.

"Mr. Dong Wenfeng, adults don't remember villains. I think since I ordered everyone to act together, don't separate." the speaker was a girl who had been hanging her head and playing games there just now. At this time, she spoke in a gentle and abnormal tone, completely without the look of contempt and disdain just now.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the past and found that she was a woman with acne, fat and mediocre facial features. She couldn't help feeling funny in her heart.

If he remembers correctly, Zhang Shuo arranged a charge of "coveting the beauty of their players" when he used means before. Joke, this kind of a woman, give him, he is afraid of overstocking inventory.

"Zhang Shuo, right? If you want to live, you should be less involved in Laozi's affairs."

When Dong Wenfeng passed Zhang Shuo lying on the ground, his steps suddenly stopped.

"Do you hear me?"

The suppression field without Shanglong has been removed, and Zhang Shuo on the ground has completely lost his idea of life by Dong Wenfeng. In the short term, he won't bother Dong Wenfeng again.

Seeing Dong Wenfeng leaving, Xia Zhilin caught up with him in three steps and two steps.

"What are you going to do? There is no news about Xie Huiling."

"Now the most difficult thing is that the fake and fake goods caught last time have committed suicide." Xia Zhilin's tone is a little worried. They have got nothing from the only woman who knows, which is the most uncomfortable thing.

"Please enter the urn."

Dong Wenfeng combed the whole thing and found that the other party's purpose may be just him, and Xie Huiling and Xie Guocheng are just the victims found by the man on his way to deal with himself.

"Well, yes, do I need to prepare for you?"

"I want to go to the place with the best information." Dong Wenfeng thought and put forward this request to Xia Zhilin. In this place, it's best that one year can pass on the news of where he is, and on the other hand can get the news of Xie Huiling.

Xia Zhilin suddenly laughed: "you know the most well-informed place is that you are afraid that a big man won't do it."

Dong Wenfeng frowns. What exactly is Xia Zhilin selling?

"The women's club is well-informed. There is not a saying that what green, building and beggar's nest are the most well-informed."

Xia Zhilin is serious and makes a lot of sense. In fact, he did not send Dong Wenfeng to a women's private club.

If you want to invite a gentleman into the urn, just stay in the place with the most informed information for a short time. Modern private and secret meeting places are basically similar to those in ancient times.

"Yes, I'll apply." Dong Wenfeng touched his nose and walked out of the police station towards the back street.

"Private club..." after looking for a long time, Dong Wenfeng didn't find out where there was such a special entertainment place for women in this city.

In a hurry, I had to go to the hotel trash can in the secluded alley to look for it. Huangtian lived up to his heart. Dong Wenfeng successfully found a small piece of paper.

On the piece of paper was a woman wearing few clothes. There was a service hotline behind. Dong Wenfeng picked up his mobile phone and dialed along the phone.

"Hello." the lazy girl's voice rang, and Dong Wenfeng was stunned. Isn't this the voice of the girl sitting next to him on the plane just now