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Chapter 392 You can count(2/2)

Everyone took out their documents at the moment.

"New Land Soul Bureau has diplomatic immunity."

"General Agency of British Secretariat."

"Vishi Temple."

"The abnormal situation in Zhongzhou."

The police captain looked at the IDs one by one, and the sweat on his forehead instantly flowed down, and he raised his hand to wipe it.

I originally thought it was just an ordinary fight, but I didn't expect it to be some foreigners with great backgrounds.

Not to mention detention, it is difficult to take it back for interrogation.

"See the National Bureau of Literature and History." The last person involved took out his ID and said Da Lala.

Seeing the other party’s ID, the police captain bowed slightly and said:

"Sir, according to regulations, the National Bureau of Literature and History is not within the scope of the special case. Please go back with us."

The employee who participated in the National Bureau of Literature and History was stunned and then cursed:

"Xiba! They are obviously exempted from the New Land Soul Bureau, so why are we not participating in the country??"

The police captain said with a slight smile:

"Please understand, this is the regulation."

Those are dads, who are you? Can you be the same?

The man who participated in the National Bureau of Literature and History felt insulted and angrily scolded:

"Boy, don't look down on others! Historically, even Zhongzhou and Sang Kingdom are the territory of our participating countries!"

Hearing this, everyone on the Zhongzhou Abnormal Bureau was furious:

"What are you talking nonsense about?"

"I deserve a fucking beating, right?"

"No wonder it's called the Literature and History Bureau. It likes to tamper with history and steal culture, right?"

For a moment, the entire private room was in chaos again.

Just as everyone was clamoring, a burst of rapid brake sound came outside.

Then a group of people walked in quickly.

The leading ones were from the Sang Kingdom’s Spell Hall, and behind them were from the New Land Town Soul Bureau, Zhongzhou Abnormal Bureau, the General Administration of British Secretariat, Vichy Temple Agency and other abnormal handling agencies.

Most of these people looked gloomy, and many of them were obviously officials from the discipline department.

In the abnormal situation in Zhongzhou, Lu Cheng led the team and walked towards Li Fan and others with murderous intent.

Obviously, what happened here has been notified to the delegations.

Li Fan's eyes were filled with tears.

Xiao Lu, you are here, I made a mistake!
Chapter completed!
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