Director Wang sighed: "Xiaoyuan, I'm not worried about anything else, but we are just a district bureau, and what you are nominally responsible for is only the security of the jurisdiction."

"You have to remember one thing: You are not your turtle father, your power and mine are extremely limited."

"The authorizations that can be obtained are limited, so the things that can be done are limited. What's more, this is the fourth tower level? Be more cautious when doing things."

"So more often, we only have the opportunity to legally give others the opportunity to do things, and we cannot do it ourselves, because... we do not have that ability and power."

"Otherwise, you have to pay the price, do you understand?"

"I understand." The young man nodded.

"You are a smart person, but in fact your turtle father is also a smart person, it's just too..." Director Wang pursed his lips and cursed contemptuously: "That egg-biting maker."

After scolding Shudu dialect, Director Wang seemed to be in a much better mood. He turned around and left the smoking area. He thought about it and turned his head: "What if I guess wrong... At the critical moment, pull that young man out."

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...

The layout of the guard room is actually very simple. It is a large room with about ten beds and a public area in one corner.

The so-called public area is a washbasin and a toilet.

All facilities are stamped in one piece with the room walls and floors and cannot be disassembled.

There was a surveillance in the guard room. When Tang Ning was sent in, he could see at a glance that the toilet and toilet were blind spots in the surveillance.

Tang Ning also discovered that when the personal information system arrived here, it encountered some kind of blocking and interference and could not operate.

There were seven or eight people in the guard room, with a strong figure and fierce look. At first glance, you could tell that they were not good people.

Tang Ning can understand that even if he is a good person outside, it is best to try to show his bad side when he comes here.

It's like the warning color on the mutant poisonous beast.

What he couldn't understand was why there were blind spots in the surveillance here.

So he walked towards the dead corner.

After peeing, turning on the faucet to wash your hands, and then wiping your face with cold water. Tangning saw the people behind him standing up from the deformed metal mirror above the faucet.

Tang Ning turned around and looked at them coldly.

"You guy seems to be very sensible." The strongest one among the group, also obviously the leader's bald head, said, "I still know to save trouble for us."

"But you forgot a little bit, the legs of your pants are not tied tightly, and the shit will leak out in a while."

The gangsters around them all laughed softly.

The bald man was very satisfied with his temporary humor and looked at Tang Ning with a sneer: "It seems you already know why you came here."

"Boy, there was a Virology Research Institute in the Fourth Tower before, but after the fire in Datong in the seventh year, the Academy of Sciences was withdrawn. So in this tower, isn't smart enough to use it? You can't use it. Do you understand?"

The gangsters' smiles became more and more arrogant.

"So you were arranged by Ma Hongmin? This is why he was broken by me and he was unwilling to pursue it?" Tang Ning also smiled back, just like the kind uncle in the interrogation room just now.

"He was afraid that you men would know that I had broken his bones, so he didn't tell you at all, right?"

The expression and words were too incompatible, which made the big bald head with a fat face stunned for a moment.

"Third brother? Are you?" Bald man reacted after he was stunned and laughed with the man around this corner: "This kid is a little interesting. Are he the one who cheats on inheritance? "Did he be so brave?"

The smile quickly turned into a ferocious one: "But this way of playing will reveal itself very quickly. Brothers, give it to me..."

Before the word "beat" could be expressed, a fierce fist suddenly appeared in the bald man's sight, and then his vision dimmed, and then a white light seemed to be detonating in his mind.

"Bang!" A solid punch directly blew the bald man's left eyebrow bone.

Before the bald man could scream, Tang Ning followed a knife and slashed his thick neck!

The scream was broken into his throat by the knife. The bald man with a thorny body was two meters tall and had a muscle, like a piece of wood that was suddenly cut down, and with a bang, he fell on the stainless steel floor stamped with anti-slip marks.

The incident happened in the flash, causing all the strong men around to jump back instinctively, without having time to react, and first acted in a defensive posture.

Of course, their approach is wrong. If they pounce on their boss first, Tang Ning may not be able to get it.

However, this is the cruelty of the law of the jungle.

After the head wolf is killed, the wolf pack will most likely not continue to challenge the strong ones, but will turn around and escape, go to a safe place first, and start fighting in the current team again until a new head wolf is selected.

This place is very special and cannot be escaped, but taking care of your own safety first is always the first choice for ordinary people.

Only a brutal training and fighting army can overcome the mistakes brought about by this instinct.

Unfortunately, none of these people are, so they can only act according to their instincts, and then they will vent their anger and turn the situation into a funny confrontation.

The bald man turned over with difficulty on the ground. His once powerful hands were scratching his neck frantically, as if he wanted to tamp a hole.

There were invisible hands that coldly blocked his breathing and blood supply to his brain.

On weekdays, the bald man often easily pinched other people's necks with his hands, but at this moment he was so powerless that he had no effect except to grab red marks on his neck and chest.

He wanted to shout, ask for help, his legs stumbled on the ground, and even wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, there was only a "Ka" sound in my throat, but no breath passed through my vocal cords until my face gradually turned into a liver-like color.

The blood from his eyebrow bone flowed into his bulging eyes, dyeing the whites of his eyes red.

Tang Ning stood by him coldly, watching him struggling in vain on the ground, as if watching a trapped beast falling into his own trap.

"The more you struggle, the faster you die." Tang Ning's words finally sounded in the guard room with the sound of the bald man's heel kicking out on the anti-slip protrusion of the stainless steel floor.

"I told you that your third brother was broken by me, why don't you believe it?" Tang Ning's voice and expression were as cold as the environment here.

"You have one more minute, and you can use this minute to decide whether to spend the next twenty-four hours with me quietly or to spend twenty-four hours with me completely cold."

"Don't worry, if these companions dare to call for help, they will end up with you now."

The remaining men were threatened with such personal threats. They, who were usually arrogant and domineering, dared not say a word.

"While your consciousness is not confused yet, think about it carefully, would you like to get along with me quietly?"

The bald man suddenly reached out, grabbed Tang Ning's trouser legs, and nodded with difficulty.

Tang Ning squatted down, but did not save him. Instead, he first groped the bald man's body, and finally pulled out the belt that the bald man tied his pants.

After fumbled into a hidden button in the belt, Tangning tried to press it, and with a "buzzing", the soft front end of the belt became straight.

"This thing is quite dangerous, I'll keep it for you first." Tang Ning pressed it again, and the belt softened and drooped again.

He wrapped the belt around his hand and moved the bald man away with his right hand pinching his neck. Tang Ning punched him on the crotch of his neck.

"Ha--" A thick and unpleasant sound of air intake finally sounded in the bald man's throat. With his heavy breathing, he rolled and crawled towards his companions, and a long trace of water was dragged out behind him.

Only by truly experiencing the painful death just now can we understand how terrible this gentle young man is.

The moment he regained his ability to move, his first reaction was to quickly escape from the young man.

No matter how ugly the posture is.

The subordinates rushed him up in a hurry, surrounded him to the side, and looked at Tang Ning with a terrifying and resentful look.

Tang Ning no longer cared about the group of people, walked to the other corner, found a bed, and sat down quietly.

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...

It was another busy morning. In front of the building of the Joint Council Office on the 12th Tower Floor, automatic vehicles of all sizes arrived, and countless people wearing various uniforms walked into the gate one after another.

A man about fifty years old, slightly fat and not tall, wearing a gray windbreaker and carrying a shabby brown briefcase in his right hand, got out of an automatic car and walked towards the office.

This person's skin is whiter, his hair is sparse on his head, his eyebrows are also sparse, and he has a round lion's nose.

If it weren't for the bright eyes and the kind smile that made people feel close to others, people would involuntarily ignore these shortcomings in his appearance. In ancient dramas, this is the standard template for playing the supporting role of a little old man in rural themes.

However, white-collar workers around him dressed in noble clothes, soldiers in military uniforms, or scientific researchers with beautiful faces all stood respectfully when they saw him: "Secretary-General," he said.

The little old man also greeted them happily: "Good, everyone..."

Putting aside his identity and throwing it into the crowd, this little old man would never attract any attention, but the sofa chair in the middle of the joint conference hall on the fourth floor of the building was his position.

In theory, he is the supreme leader of the human territory formed by the settlement area of ​​Shudu and four satellite cities around him, as well as the deserted towns between him, Secretary-General of the United Council - Ura Xiuquan.

The guard opened a special passage for him, and Pu Xiuquan did not have to wait for security check at the door like the other subordinates who worked in the building.

Secretary Cao Guangyu was already waiting at the entrance of the passage. When Pu Xiuquan came in, he immediately stepped forward: "Secretary-General, you have already read the topic today?"

"Well, I saw it on the way here. Today, I have to fight again..."

When he arrived at the elevator door, Pu Xiuquan pressed the elevator button, and Cao Guangyu stood beside him.

When the elevator door opened, Pu Xiuquan walked in first, and then Cao Guangyu followed in.

If you can do things yourself, don’t let people cheat you out of your contribution value for nothing. This is what Usukazu often says.

Therefore, even if the secretary dares not do anything like pressing the elevator, he will not dare to do it for him.

Entering the joint conference hall, Pu Xiuquan took out a rag from his old bag, wiped his position, took out the thermos cup and brewed tea for himself, then took out a notebook and a pen in the bag, then clicked the consolation curtain and started working.

After a while, the others arrived one after another and gradually formed three camps.

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