Chapter 671

"Bang!"

The sound of weapons, and air fusion.

Even breathing sound slowly, shallow light.

The slender and powerful fingers hold the weapon, and the man's Phoenix eyes are bright and dazzling.

"Shit! You used a weapon?! Are you out of your mind? "

The roar came, and then the weapon in the man's hand was unloaded, and a blow was made on his face.

Falling to the ground, he looked at the blue sky, a few white clouds floating.

Dark Phoenix eyes across a trace of haze.

……

Three hours ago.

Steady footsteps from far to near, behind the door was pushed open.

When the visitor saw the figure standing upright in the room, he took the lead in saying, "Zhou Yao."

Zhou Yao turned around, his eyes shining, raised his hand and saluted.

Put down his hand, he hooked his lips with a smile, "smell uncle."

"Good boy!" Wen Jingyu strode forward and gave Zhou Yao a man's hug. He patted him on the shoulder. "It's been a year. You're more tough!"

Zhou Yao put his hand around Wen Jingyu's shoulder and asked, "is uncle Wen OK?"

Wen Jingyu let go of him and said with a smile, "well, what's wrong? Those old problems will kill me."

Sword eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, straight nose, thin lips.

Zhou Yao and Zhou Yanchen are very similar, but different from Zhou Yanchen, they are slightly feminine. Because of his years in the training camp, he has more masculine breath, especially the wheat skin, which is enough to make women crazy.

"Sit down." Pointing to the sofa, Wen Jingyu said.

Zhou Yao nodded and sat down with him.

"Have you heard the news?" As soon as he sat down, Wen Jingyu asked.

Zhou Yao did not speak with a smile.

Wen Jingyu pinched his shoulder. "No accident, the specific notice will come down next week. You are the youngest squadron leader here! All right! Hanzhang has been compared with you. "

"Brother Hanzhang is excellent." Zhou Yao said in a deep voice.

Wen Jingyu laughed and asked, "what about poetry? Is it connected with poetry? "

Speaking of Wen Jun's poem, there was a trace of tenderness in Zhou Yaofeng's eyes. "Not yet. I'll see you when I come back."

"It's your fault." Wen Jingyu pretended to be angry and hummed, "no matter what, I can't be in front of the poem, otherwise the little girl is not jealous? You're getting married. How are you getting ready for the wedding? "

"I'm not good at it. It's hard work."

As a father, although he loves his daughter, he can't help it. His daughter has been determined by the prospective son-in-law.

"Well, go to see the poem. The girl doesn't say it, but she thinks it's tight in her heart."

"Well, uncle Wen, I'll go first."

"Go ahead."

Zhou Yao stood up, bowed respectfully to Wen Jingyu and strode out of the room.

In the corridor, he took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, with a smile on his mouth, and dialed Wen Junshi's number.

"Hello, Yao."

"It's me."

The heavy male voice from the receiver, let Wen Jun poem a sour nose.

"Well, you're back?"

"I'm back. I just met uncle Wen."

"And now?"

"I'll find you. Where are you?"

"I'm in the cultural center."

"OK, wait for me."

After hanging up, Zhou Yaogang took a few steps and his mobile phone rang again.

Looking at the screen, he picked it up quickly.

"I see. I'll be right there."

……

A cordon was set up outside the building, and police and doctors separated the crowd from the scene.

Zhou Yao jumped down from the Land Rover, looked at the building opposite him, and quickly went upstairs.

"This is captain Zhou."

"Hello, Captain Zhou."

"What's the situation?"

"Several criminals have taken two hostages. We just received the body of a hostage..." At this point, the young policeman took off his hat and covered his eyes.

Feng Mou flashed Yin Li, Zhou Yao quietly clenched his fist, "weapon."

"Captain Zhou?"

"Give me the weapon."

Take the weapon, Zhou Yao stand fast.

"The person in charge here is commander Wen, who is deployed over there."

"Well." In response, Zhou Yao took up his weapon.

Around him, the little policeman was impressed by his aura, he did not dare to speak any more, and even breathed lightly.

Eyes, nose, heart, and the whole body are integrated with the weapons in hand. Now, they are one.

Not long after, someone's voice came from behind, "I heard the leader of the squadron say that we should catch all of them alive."

It's about whether they can take out the whole criminal gang.In this way, Zhou Yao held his weapon and did not move.

An hour later, a criminal finally showed his head.

The criminal had a weapon in his hand.

Aim, Zhou Yao aim at his wrist.

"What? The hostage also... "

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

When Zhou Yao's fingers trembled, the scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

A young girl was tortured physically and mentally by such a vicious criminal, and was finally abused.

"Bang!"

He used a weapon.

……

A week later.

"Di! Yao, it's me. Are you ok? I'm worried about you. Our wedding is tomorrow. You, do you remember? "

"Di! Zhou Yao? Today's court, you have to be present. Ah Yao, don't make me embarrassed. "

"Di! Xiao Bao, it's mom. Why don't you answer the phone? Mom is worried about you. Can you call Mom back when you hear the message? "

The man on the bed, with his eyes open, listened to more than 30 messages and sat up.

Touch the short hair on his head, his sharp Phoenix eyes slightly astringent, lift the quilt.

I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

In front of the mirror, the slender fingers touch the water mist above. In the mirror, there is an open and rebellious male face.

Perfect as a knife, another outstanding creation of God.

He took out his razor to clean his beard. He put on his clothes and went out.

Sitting in the car, Zhou Yao dials Mo Xi Ran's phone.

Almost as soon as I got through, the phone was picked up.

Mo West dye urgent voice spreads, "small bag! Is that you

When Zhou Yao heard her voice, he couldn't help saying, "Mom."

This sound, Mo Xi ran tears directly, "small bag, do you want to scare me to death? Why don't you turn on your mobile phone, why don't you call back, you, "

pause for a moment, she should have heard about it.

"Are you ok? Xiao Bao, are you ok? "

"I'm fine." As soon as Zhou Yao finished, there was a change.

"Little bag."

It's a gloomy male voice.

Zhou Yao sighed and cried, "Dad."

Zhou Yanchen looked at his wife, who was crying. Feng Mou said, "you are an adult. Do you want me to teach you not to let your family worry? You made your mother cry for several days, and I can't bear to let her shed a tear! "

His father was crazy about his wife. Zhou Yao had no doubt that if he was in front of his father, he would be beaten to death.

"Cough!" With a light cough, Zhou Yao said, "I'm sorry, Dad."

"Why do you talk to Xiao Bao like this? You don't know if the situation is right or not!" Mo Xi ran glared at Zhou Yanchen and took back his cell phone, "go away! I don't want you to hurt my bag. "

Zhou Yanchen is about to die of anger, but how, this is his favorite wife.

Mo Xi ran put his mobile phone on his ear and said softly, "Xiao Bao, where are you now?"

"On the way to the court."

"Little bag." Mo Xi ran exclaimed, "you, you will be OK, right?"

Zhou Yao comforted: "well, don't worry, mom. I won't tell you first. I'll call you later."

"Good."

While waiting, Wen Hanzhang accompanied Wen Jingyu.

As soon as I saw Zhou Yao, I could not help beating him on the shoulder.

His punch is not ordinary.

Zhou Yao accepted and said nothing.

"You ruined yourself, don't you know! How can you be so impulsive! You should have been the youngest squadron leader! Now... " Wen Jingyu couldn't go on, so he turned around and left.