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Eagle Soaring City Chapter 12: The Real Killing Machine

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Liu Tao sighed, "Director Zhao! Do you still remember what he said just now?"

"What do you mean?" Director Zhao asked in confusion.

"I am a professional soldier. In our world, there are rules for solving things ourselves." Liu Tao's voice was a little low

Director Zhao still doesn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but for Liu Tao, a former special forces soldier and a soldier who has participated in actual combat, what does this sentence mean?

Liu Tao looked at Director Zhao and said, "Maybe you don't know the meaning of this sentence. I can tell you that our so-called legal morals are nothing in the eyes of these professional soldiers. Killing people! It is the most direct and thorough way for these people to solve the problem. And this time it was not someone else's death, but his fiancée. Think about it, how angry he is now, who can stop a war machine that is already running at full speed?"

Director Zhao now understands that Ye Tianming, despite the law's constraints, wants to kill people like this. Once the killing is launched, it is really terrible. "Will he do this, the troops he serves will send people to deal with him?"

Liu Tao shook his head, "No! He is no longer a soldier now. The troops he once served will never interfere. If his comrades know about this, it would be good if they don't get a kick. If you want to rely on local troops to deal with him, a professional soldier with very rich practical experience, you will be killed or even special forces such as the reconnaissance companies of the regular field army come, it will be useless."

Director Zhao's face changed, and the police officers were trembling in their hearts to go against such a person. That was really the old birthday boy who hanged himself and thought he was long-lasting.

Director Zhao gritted his teeth, "I remember that there are still a few backlog cases in our institute that have not been solved. After we go back, we will study them and then solve these backlog cases separately.

At the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, "Zhao Jianlong! Can you drive?" Zhao Jianlong nodded and stared at the thing in Ye Tianming's hand.

"Crazy" Ye Tianming pulled the bolt on the gun, "I didn't expect that there was still time to use you." He put the gun on his back and got out of the car

Ye Tianming walked into the police station steadily and saw a female policewoman asking politely: "Comrade! Are Deputy Director Yang here?"

The policewoman saw Ye Tianming's angular face. Although he was not handsome, the momentum she showed on his body made people smile: "Director Yang seems to be in the office, and his office is on the fourth floor."

"Thanks"

Ye Tianming came to the fourth floor and turned into the stairs. The door sign of the second room said that the deputy director's office walked to the door and knocked. A thick sound came from inside.

Ye Tianming opened the door and saw that behind a large desk in front of the door, a middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting in a police uniform and a third-level police rank. Although he was only in his fifties, his hair was half white.
Chapter completed!
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