Chapter 734

Jiang Feng walked out from the back door of the office building. No one saw him. At this time, the back door was not blocked by reporters, but when he came out, he still lost some strength.

The words Jeremy Lin said just now were still echoing in his mind. Regarding the original plan, he did not agree at first, because it was a disaster, but now he has no right to speak.

At least in front of Jeremy Lin, he has no right to speak.

What Jiang Feng misses most now is Lin Xiaoxiao. Just now, Jeremy Lin brought back his memories of the past, and most of his memories revolved around Lin Xiaoxiao, because that was the only light in his dark life. Thinking of her, he would not fall into the dark forest, unable to extricate himself.

Lin Xiaoxiao may not know that she vetoed his chance to pursue her again, vetoed something, she may have vetoed all the efforts he has made in his life.

Since he went to college, everything he did was to be with her, because they loved each other, but at that time he had no chance of resisting Jeremy Lin, so he chose to compromise, but the price was that Lin It is impossible for Xiaoxiao to be with him again in this life.

This is his price, and Jeremy Lin came over today and dug up those scars for him to see, so that he could clearly see how humble and powerless he was.

The body doesn't seem to be his own anymore. He was in a hurry all the way, and he didn't know where he was going. He only knew that if he didn't vent, he would explode.

Many years ago, when he was doing undercover work in the battlefield, he had a very dangerous mission. Before that, he was like a thorn, stretched tightly, with no spare time at all, and on the battlefield. , he went to see his most dependent comrade-in-arms.

And he was seriously injured at the time. During that time, he was like a puppet, because he knew that he was a policeman, but he lived in a world of drug dealers.

Everyone has a taboo in the deepest part of his heart, and his most taboo thing is that no one should feed him drugs, but there is no way, he was injected with drugs.

Those things, like ants, bit by bit gnaw at his heart, all his conscience, and later, he gradually became no different from them.

His identity has become a drug dealer, but in the deepest part of his heart, there is a conscience telling him that he is a policeman and it is impossible to do so.

But it didn't work.

He concealed it very well, and no one noticed that he was still the bright and beautiful him, and he was still the chief of the police station, even a chief with a glorious hat.

But who he ended up being was entirely up to him, but he didn't get through the hardest part.

He relapsed.

Some time after returning home, he relapsed.

Now he's like a lunatic, he's going to something, something that can calm himself down, which is why he left the police station so quickly.

The people there deal with these things every day, and it is easy to see his state. Some people can even smell it.

It's just that no one dares to approach him because he's a cold-faced police chief because he's an airborne unit.