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On the watchtower on the high wall in the distance, a sniper aimed at Chen Muche.

Chen Muze seemed completely unaware. He looked at his watch for the third time and said slowly: "There are still twenty minutes until eight o'clock in the evening."

There is no doubt that Chen Muche is reminding Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong already knew that He Li had arranged a sniper, and said with a ferocious smile: "I'm afraid you won't survive until eight o'clock tonight."

Chen Muche didn't even look at Zhao Tong, and he wasn't interested in saying anything. He continued to face the door of the detention center, as if waiting for Xu Wanqing.

Zhang Li and Wang Bin were anxious and had no choice.

In such a struggle, the two of them could not help Chen Muze, but Jiang Yanyan did not hate Mr. Zhao Tong, but instead kept cursing Chen Muze in her heart.

In the final analysis, this girl is afraid of being implicated by Chen Muze, and she is also a little jealous.

To her, it is natural that the strong do evil.

For a weak person to challenge a strong person is to pretend to be evil, to seek death, and to be treasonous.

The long-haired young man guessed that He Li had arranged for a sniper. He frowned slightly and said to Chen Muze: "I advise you to surrender. No matter how powerful you are, you can't block the bullets of the sniper rifle."

He Li: "..."

Zhao Tong: "..."

Both of them knew that this buddy was reminding Chen Muze, but there was nothing they could do.

A young man with long hair, his surname is Tang, and his name is Tang Yin.

The Tang family is also a powerful family in the capital.

Chen Muze smiled disapprovingly.

Tang Yin saw that Chen Muze didn't take his words seriously and was secretly worried.

He Li made a prompt decision and signaled to the lurking sniper while Chen Muze was not paying attention.

The sniper gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A dull voice echoed.

Chen Muze was still facing the door of the detention center. He raised his hand and flicked the bullet fired at his temple away.

When... the steel door of the detention center trembled, and sparks appeared.

Everyone was shocked and confused. They looked closely and saw clearly that there was a bullet hole in the door.

Some people were shocked.

Someone gasped.

Most people stared blankly at Chen Muze.

How is it possible to deflect a bullet fired from a sniper rifle with just one finger?

"There are less than twenty minutes left. If you have any abilities or means, just use them. By eight o'clock, you will have no chance."

Chen Muze is determined to let some people feel what a real strong person is.

Tang Yin was in a daze, and then in a daze again.

his master.

An old Taoist priest who lived in seclusion in an inaccessible place in Zhongnan Mountain could fly over eaves and walls, pick flowers and leaves, and kill wild beasts. In his opinion, he was already a peerless expert.

However, tonight he truly understood what it meant that there were mountains and people outside the mountains.

Extraordinary sanctification.

A realm that his master was fascinated by.

It is said that in the past five hundred years, Patriarch Sanfeng, who founded the Wudang Sect, entered this mysterious realm and became a land god.

He didn't believe the ridiculous legend before.

At this moment, he believed it.

Zhao Tong, He Li and others came to their senses but were at a loss as to what to do.

God!

Even if Gao Weiguo knew something about Chen Muze's power, he couldn't help but be amazed.

He then thought: If such a person is forced to oppose the official government by the likes of Mr. Zhao, or even become an enemy of the country, the consequences will be disastrous.

But the situation has deteriorated to this point, and he can do nothing except report to his superiors, and reporting may not prevent the worst situation from happening.

He glanced at Chen Muze with complicated eyes, and then walked to the side of the road. No matter what the outcome, he had to do something.

Lest he blame himself and regret later because he didn't do anything tonight.

As he walked, he told his subordinates, "Don't act rashly when I'm not around!"

Hundreds of internal guard officers and soldiers solemnly said yes.

"Deputy Commander Gao, why are you going?"

He Li thought that Gao Weiguo wanted to slip away and stay out of the matter, so he hurriedly asked questions loudly in public.

"Find a place to pee."

Gao Weiguo responded to He Li casually, quickly crossed the road and went around to the back of a military truck.

Zhao Tong snorted coldly towards the direction where Gao Weiguo's back disappeared.

He Li concluded that Mr. Zhao would never let Gao Weiguo have an easy time after tonight.

In front of the prison.

The policemen aimed their guns at Chen Muche.

Zhang Li and Wang Bin were on tenterhooks as they were stared at by several police officers.

He Li was at a loss.

The silent confrontation continued.

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

Chen Muche looked at his watch and made sure it was already eight o'clock. He turned to Zhao Tong and said, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"I want to see what you can do to the Zhao family in Beijing." Zhao Tong came forward with all his strength, not afraid of death.

Chen Muze took out his cell phone and dialed, contacted Ren Jun, and said, "Tell Zhao Lichun, the top leader in Gan Province, to come to the detention center as quickly as possible. If it's too late... he may not see his son for the last time."

He Li and several subordinates looked at each other.

On the other side, Jiang Yanyan looked at the indifferent Chen Muze and sneered.

Zhao Lichun, a high official in Xinjiang.

Even high-level bosses find it difficult to boss them around.

At this moment, not only Jiang Yanyan thought so, but most people present thought so.

Chen Muze hung up the phone.

Zhao Tong curled his lips and despised Chen Muche.

In less than five minutes, Zhao Tong's cell phone rang.

The proud Mr. Zhao took out his mobile phone and saw that it was his father. His heart trembled and he had an ominous premonition and looked at Chen Muze.

Silent night.

The people around were holding their breath and listening to Mr. Zhao's cell phone ringtone.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Mr. Zhao didn't dare not answer the old man's call and asked pretending to be relaxed.

"If you want to die, you can die by yourself, don't drag down the entire Zhao family!"

Angry roars reached Zhao Tong's ears.

Zhao Tong was stunned.

The phone hangs up.

Zhao Tong could not recover for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yin asked tentatively.

Zhao Tong's brain was in chaos and he was speechless.

The people around him felt the shock, panic, helplessness and confusion in Mr. Zhao's heart.

He Li realized that he was on the wrong team and broke into a cold sweat.

No matter how much Jiang Yanyan didn't want to admit that Chen Muze was awesome, through Mr. Zhao's expression, she understood that Chen Muze was not as simple as she thought.

Women's dormitory.

With her back against the iron gate, Xu Wanqing had no way to retreat and could only watch as several tough women showing malicious intent approached step by step.

When she went to the interrogation room, these women were assigned to this cell.

Apparently Zhao Tong arranged for these people to humiliate her and force her to submit.

"You are such a coquettish person. You must be hooking up with men and destroying other people's families. I have to mess up your vixen face."

The woman who spoke grinned and rolled up her sleeves.

"Don't push me!"

Xu Wanqing clenched her fists and glared at the other party.

As a teenager, she learned shooting and wolf protection.

Especially a series of events happened a year ago, which made her realize how important it is to know kung fu.

For more than a year, she has devoted two hours a day to study and practice hard without stopping. Her three masters are a women's kickboxing champion, a taekwondo champion, and a retired female special forces soldier.

If she fought hard, she might hurt these women.

"I'll force you to do whatever you want, sisters, come on!"

The tough woman who rolled up her sleeves reached out to pull Xu Wanqing's hair as she spoke, and the other three women swarmed over her.

In the monitoring room of the female dormitory.

A middle-aged policewoman has turned off the surveillance camera and is eating potato chips leisurely.