When Emily arrived outside the police station, she was in a bad mood. Not only was she screamed from the bed because she was not awake, but because the matter was developing out of preparatory courses.

After hearing that someone rushed into the police station and took Gu Jin hostage, Emily realized that this person was Cheng Bin. Although Gu Jin did not have any skills that defied the heavens, he was definitely not a weak person. There were definitely not many people who could control Gu Jin alone.

Although she promised Cheng Bin to figure out what role Gu Jin played in the attack on Glova, she had no idea of ​​avenging Glova. In any case, Gu Jin was her person. If possible, she would rather leave Cheng Bin and Gu Jin to serve under her hands at the same time.

For a leader, it is not worth looking forward to the dominance of his subordinates.

But what she didn't expect was that Cheng Bin was not willing to wait even at dawn. Judging from the time, he just went to find Gu Jian after leaving his home.

So when Emily saw the militia who surrounded the police station and did not dare to move forward, her anger burned even more.

"What are you doing?" she said to a militia: "Watch the fun? Do you want to give you some peanuts, melon seeds and mineral water?"

"We have organized an attack, madam." A middle-aged man in a hat saw her dissatisfaction and hurriedly said, "But failed, two people were injured." He waved his hand and said, "They are completely invisible now."

Emily was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "His he cum blinded their eyes?"

"No." said the man, "The flash bullet that was supposed to be thrown into the window fell to the ground."

Emily almost got upset, "So they were defeated by themselves?" She said with a stern face: "Thank you, you made me feel much better. I can laugh at this joke for a whole day."

Of course, when she said this, there was no smile on her face, and it was obvious that she was insincere.

She stood there and looked at the police station and asked, "What did they do in it?"

"I don't know." The man replied, "The first person who arrived said that the man was in Mr. Castro's office, and later he fired a shot in that office." He said, "That Tom was so scared that he dropped the flash bullet that was supposed to have thrown into the window on the ground. So I think they should be there."

This person has no culture, and the personal pronouns in this passage are used in confusion, but fortunately, the logical relationship is still there, so Emily will not be able to distinguish the characters.

She glanced at the talking militia, took a deep breath, walked out from behind the cart that was temporarily recharged as an obstacle, and walked towards the gate of the police station. The militia beside her subconsciously reached out to pull it, but unfortunately she was one step slower.

"Madam." More than one person screamed, "Be careful."

"At least someone here looks like a man," Emily said angrily. She crossed the street with her hands empty and came to the closed police station door, and kicked it up.

The police station's wooden door wrapped in iron made a bang, but it was not kicked open. The militia who caught up with bent over and guarded against the bullets that might have flew out of the police station. He held a gun with one hand and helped Emily with the other hand, shouting: "Madam..."

"Shut up." Emily shouted. She kicked again, but still failed to open the door.

Logically speaking, Emily has been conducting basic fighting training. Although it does not exceed the level of an ordinary person, she is quick and has a strong leg strength. It is difficult for normal door locks to withstand her kicking.

However, I don’t know if the police station door was very strong, so she couldn’t even kick it open.

Emily finally felt something was wrong at this time. She stopped and was thinking about whether to let someone else open the door when she saw the closed door in front of her being pushed open from the inside. A man with his right eye swollen into a gap stood staggeringly in the door and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

Emily was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the person beside her, who explained responsibly: "What I just wanted to say is that this door is opened out."

"Pull him out." Emily didn't bother with him. She watched the militia pull the one-eyed man blocking the door aside, stepped in and shouted loudly, "I'm in."

Although she didn't remember where the police station door was opened, she was not unfamiliar with the layout inside. The former was because every time she came here, someone opened the door for her, while the latter was because the structure of the police station in the town was too simple and it was impossible to get lost.

After entering the door, Emily strode to the open door of Gu Jin's office. She saw Gu Jin leaning on the legs of the desk under the window, and Cheng Bin squatted beside him. The lights in the corridor shone in through the holes in the wall, and the two people could be clearly seen.

When Emily appeared at the door, Cheng Bin looked back at her, and then Emily saw him turn around and leaned into Gu Jin's ear and said something. Then the shotgun with Gu Jin's chin in his hand rang.

After the gunfire sounded, the militia inspired by Emily finally rushed into the police station, and seven or eight different types of rifles were aimed at Cheng Bin squatting on the ground at the same time.

Cheng Bin slowly turned around, threw the shotgun on the ground, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, rubbed the thing that splashed on his face, and greeted Emily.

He said, "Hi, good morning."

Emily glared at him, completely unable to believe that this guy dared to kill Gu Jin in front of her. She clenched her fists, walked over quickly, waved her right palm and hit Cheng Bin's face.

Of course, this action failed, and Cheng Bin easily grabbed her wrist.

"Let me go." Emily struggled for a moment.

Cheng Bin did not let go of his hand, and he said to Emily: "My face is a little dirty, why don't I wait until I finish washing before slapping."

Emily couldn't say anything she had already prepared. She broke away from Cheng Bin's hand and said angrily: "I thought we had agreed to let me deal with this matter."

"In my hometown, taking the initiative to solve problems for women is something that an excellent man should do." Cheng Bin said politely: "You're welcome."

"Is that?" Emily said. She looked back at the militia with shocked faces and said to Cheng Bin: "You come out for me."

Then she said to the militia, "Carry up the place and send people to capture Black, and they found the people who attacked Jugashviri the night before."

The militia were obviously still a little confused and did not understand why Emily wanted to destroy her relatives for justice. However, in the town, Emily had enough authority to issue orders, especially when Gujian was dead, so Emily's order was finally executed. Some were left to clean up the mess, and some went out to find Black.

Cheng Bin followed Emily to the empty reception room. Emily closed the door casually and turned to see Cheng Bin looking at her with a smirk.

Seeing Emily's eyes look over, he took the initiative to bend down and stretch his face over, "Try it lighter."

"Get out." Emily pushed him, but she didn't want to hit him anymore. She said, "You can never stop killing him."

"You're right." Cheng Bin put away his hippie smile and said seriously: "But I'll use my secret to exchange the truth." He said: "After he knew my secret, I could only kill him."

"What?" Emily said in disbelief: "Just for this? Did he know?"

"Uh." Cheng Bin said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know, maybe I should remind him?"

Emily was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She waved her hand and said, "So what did you tell him?"

She saw Cheng Bin's face and waved her hand and said, "Don't tell me the content, just tell me what you said?"

"He wants to know who I am," Cheng Bin said: "I satisfy him."

Emily glared at him, sure this guy was lying. Because she knew a little lip, she saw Cheng Bin in Gu Zin's ears containing the word "people". Who needs to use this word for his identity? The man didn't have a truth in his mouth.
Chapter completed!