Super Special Forces King

Chapter 63

He drove unimpeded all the way, parked the car in the parking lot of Yangcheng Airport, and saw a woman standing in the rain with an umbrella and waving to herself.

"Luo Hongyan?" Zhang Feng got out of the car, walked over and asked with a blank face.

"It's me!" Miao Junzhuo nodded, and has always been in contact with the insider by phone. This is the first time I have met. The photos provided by the military were also ambiguous. Now that she saw the real person, she frowned slightly.

There is nothing surprising about the inside line in front of him. With a height of about 1.78 meters, his facial features are even more common. It belongs to a large number of characters on the street.

Moreover, the man's body was full of alcohol, which could not be washed away by the rain.

Zhang Feng was not in the mood, nor did he have the time to stare with this woman in the rain.

"Take me to meet your leader right away."

"Okay." Miao Junzhuo also put away the messy thoughts in his mind, nodded and walked towards an office just vacated by the airport logistics with Zhang Feng.

As soon as he walked into the room, Yuan Lang greeted him immediately, grabbed Zhang Feng's hand and said, "Comrade, you have worked hard!"

"Don't say these are useless, I am not lyrical to call you over!" Zhang Feng interrupted unceremoniously.

Throwing off Yuan Lang's hand, he walked to the table and grabbed the disposable paper cup that I don't know who used it, and poured the steaming water into his mouth.

Miao Junzhuo's face turned red, standing behind Zhang Feng. It was the remaining half of the hot water she had just drunk.

Doesn't this mean that two people kissed indirectly?

Zhang Feng put down the water glass and his eyes fell on the faces of the six heavily armed soldiers sitting in the corner.

When I first came in, I glanced casually, thinking that it was the soldiers who were hired by the police to assist in the fight and didn't care too much. Now I took a closer look and suddenly smiled on his face.

Hippie walked over with a smile and said crookedly, "Report! Hey, Yan... Captain. I didn't expect such a small matter, and I invited you great gods."

Miao Junzhuo was so angry that he couldn't wait to rush over and kick the inside line.

How could a drug cartel with such a wide range of drugs and such a huge amount of money become a trivial matter in his mouth. Also, seeing the director did not say anything, the soldiers who saw these wooden stakes saluted instead.

Yuan Lang didn't care too much. Although the military and police were one family, there were still two systems.

Moreover, he also entered the police system after being discharged from the military, so he can naturally understand the brotherhood between soldiers.

With a smile on the corner of Yan Wang's mouth, he stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Feng's clothes away, and frowned when he saw the crusted wound on Zhang Feng's chest.

"It's okay, Captain, the remote control is in the hands of the Northeast man nicknamed Cannon. He will be able to deal with Huoye's drugs in these two days. When you find the cannon and take the remote control back, you can remove the bomb! "Zhang Feng said seemingly indifferent.

Yan Wang shook his head slightly and said, "You are my soldier, I can take care of you. If someone moves a strand of hair, I will twist his head off. Monkey!"

Zhang Feng's face was moved. From childhood to adulthood, he was an insignificant character. Even if he died on the street, his bones were rotten and left in the trash can without anyone paying attention.

Now this feeling of being cared about made him feel the warmth in his heart and itchy eye sockets.

Miao Jun Zhuo Xiu opened his mouth slightly, with shock in his expression.

You are my soldier, if someone touches a strand of your hair, I will have his head off! Murderous words, with **** brutality.

She has no doubts about the person who said this, and she can do it if she can say it!

Zhang Feng knew that Monkey was a comrade-in-arms who entered Huangquan Road with him for selection.

Seeing the monkey whose face was painted with oil on his face and still has a sharp-mouthed monkey gill, Zhang Feng stretched out his fist and punched him in the chest, and said with a smile: "Can you kid, don't kill Laozi!"

"If you die, I, the one who dismantles the bomb, must be the first to be buried. Don't move!"

The monkey took out the dagger and gently cut open the healing wound.

The blood dripped and stayed along Zhang Feng's chest. The monkey slowly opened the wound, shook his head slightly, and said, "It is a bomb used by agents of the former Soviet Union. The only way to remove it is to cut off the signal source of the remote control. Otherwise, once the internal sensor cannot detect the heartbeat, it will immediately. explosion!"

Zhang Feng's face became more embarrassed, he squeezed a smile and said, "It's okay, as long as you kill the gun, you can get the remote control back!"

The monkey took out gauze and white tape to bandage the narrow wound on Zhang Feng's chest.

All soldiers are ashamed and murderous, like an unsheathed sword, once they are unsheathed, all enemies that touch their sharp edges will be killed!

Zhang Feng knew that even if he was able to catch all the drug dealers in one go, he might be too bad.

The difficulty of taking the remote control from the robe can be imagined. It only takes a few tenths of a second for the cannon to press the remote control to blow itself into mud.

He stood at attention and saluted solemnly, looking around the six soldiers, each of whom he was extremely familiar with.

He always has a smile with a non-smiling expression, the stereotyped judge, the black-faced Li Jian, the hot Chai Chong, the talented student Wen Kaiqi, the hidden king monkey.

In return for the military salute, Zhang Feng squeezed a smile, turned his head and said to Yuan Lang, "You are the leader of the police, there is not much time now, let me talk about my plan of action!"

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Coming out of the Yangcheng Airport, Zhang Feng's hand stopped Miao Junzhuo's waist.

Miao Junzhuo had never had such a close contact with a man, even in his fantasy that his man should be tall and handsome, incompatible with the man around him.

Wei Wei struggled to get away from Zhang Feng, but she was hugged tightly by a pair of arms, she couldn't get rid of it, and her face was angry.

Zhang Feng felt the struggle of the woman in his arms, with a chuckle on his face, but his voice was cold and said: "I know that you are the police flower that is held in the palm of the hand, and now you are stopped by a scumbag like me. There is a big gap in my heart. But if you can’t bear it, immediately roll back to your gentle homeland. Don’t be exposed at that time. Instead, it will hurt me. I don’t want to die in the hands of a woman!"

"You!" Miao Jun was speechless. Although his words were not pleasant, he could not find a reason to refute.

Opening the door for Miao Jun Zhuola to let her get in the car, Zhang Feng's eyes fell on her tight and plump buttocks, frowning.

Opened the car door and sat in, Zhang Feng's face was as sinking as water, his hands were slammed on the steering wheel, and he cursed: "Are you sick with your head? Or is your leader sick and asked you to pretend to be Luo Yanhong, are you special? Enough living, I don't want to die yet!"