Chapter 522, The most poisonous heart of women!

In broad daylight, a ghost appeared. One hit was sure to hit, killing three people in a row.

The movement of the black shadow was incredibly fast. From the sudden fall of Curly Hair to the moment he pinched the bald head's neck, it was completed in an instant. It was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, without a single second of pause or interruption.

Ciro is a special forces soldier and is the captain of the Paris anti-riot squad. His sensitivity to dangerous things and his ability to adapt to situations are extremely good.

However, he didn't even have a chance to make the last sound.

The words calling for help are stuck in the throat and will never come out.

It was only then that the black figure changed from moving to still.

A young man with a dull expression stood at the head of the bed, ignoring the two corpses lying on the ground, and just stared thoughtfully at Siro lying on the hospital bed.

The blood seeping from the wound dyed the sheets red and soaked the floor, creating a ghastly picture.

"You shouldn't do that to him." The man said in a weak voice.

After saying that, he quickly jumped up to the window, then jumped to the ground, and soon disappeared in the direction he came from.

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"It's too much to bully others. You don't know what you can do - it's so hateful." Keller's big nose turned red with anger, and he said angrily: "Mr. Mayor, we shouldn't back down from these Chinese people. They are timid, stubborn and

Insatiable. Now they have eaten candy and they don’t know how to be satisfied-----What are we going to do in the future?”

Bertrand lit a cigarette and said: "This Qin Luo is indeed hateful. However, he is right in one sentence. He is not in a hurry, but we have no time to spend with him - Mr. President only gave me

One day. Director Keller, I can only give you one day. Within one day, deal with the demonstrators in the City Hall Square. I hope to restore order in Paris and let those annoying reporters get away from under my nose.

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Keller was in a hurry and said: "Mayor, I have no way to solve this matter. Unless you give me authorization to agree to their second request. However, we cannot agree to their second request.

.Otherwise, all police officers who serve the country will be disappointed in the government."

"Yes. I can't agree to their request." Bertrand nodded. He thought that if there is no other way, Prince Philip may need to come forward to communicate and intercede. It seems that he has a good friendship with these Chinese people.

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"Then how do I get rid of them?" Keller asked. Even if he wants to solve the problem by himself, but does not provide himself with the necessary conditions to solve the problem-----Does he think he is God?

"When Director Keller and Mr. President handed over the task, they did not tell me the answer to the problem."

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When Keller was about to try his best to win the mayor's support, the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was Officer Robert calling.

"Sorry, Mr. Mayor." After Keller apologized to the mayor, he walked to the window and answered the phone. "Officer Robert, is there any good news?"

"Director, Shiloh is dead." Robert's urgent voice came from the phone.

"What?"

"Ciro is dead. The two members of the explosion protection team who were responsible for guarding him were all killed——" Robert reported again. He could understand the director's mood at this time. When he just received the call from the hospital, he also confirmed continuously

It took me several times to believe this fact.

Those Chinese people - are they really crazy? Don't they know the consequences of doing this? This will completely anger the French.

"Killed by who?" Soon, Keller realized that he had asked a very stupid question and corrected him: "I mean - have you found any clues? For example, someone who can identify the murderer.

clue."

"The nurse at the hospital discovered that Shiloh's death time was less than five minutes ago. The situation is still unclear. I am leading people to the hospital - before that, I have asked the hospital security department to ensure that the scene will not be destroyed by anyone.

." Robert said.

"Officer Robert, you handled it very well. I will report this emergency to the mayor immediately," Keller said.

After hanging up the phone, Keller said to Mayor Bertrand, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette: "Mr. Mayor, Cillo was killed."

"Cillo? The policeman who beat people?" Bertrand looked stunned and asked aloud. Maybe he realized that his description was not subtle enough, so he changed the subject and said: "Isn't he being hospitalized for treatment? How could he be killed?

?Who did it? Are there any suspects?-----How did your police protect him?"

"This-----Mr. Mayor, this is indeed an oversight on our part. This is Paris, and we didn't expect that someone would dare to do such a crazy thing." Keller said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He knew that if he didn't find a scapegoat for the death of Shi Luo, he would definitely take the blame.

"Mr. Mayor, I suspect that it was the Chinese who did it. Only they have such a motive - you know, Xi Luo just beat up some thugs who got into the parade. And that Qin Luo, he

He is very respected in China - it is understandable that some exciters would do such cruel things." Keller explained.

"Where's the evidence? Is there any evidence?"

"Officer Robert has rushed to the scene. He is an excellent detective and I believe that evidence will be found soon." Keller said with some uncertainty.

In broad daylight, those people dared to commit murder, and they killed three policemen. They were really confident.

"I will wait for your good news." Bertrand said with a frown: "If you can find evidence that the Chinese killed people, then the problems we face will be solved."

"Yes, Mr. Mayor," Keller said in agreement. "I will go to the hospital in person now. I will definitely keep an eye on them and find out any clues. They ----- can't run away."

Bertrand nodded and motioned Keller to do what he should do.

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In the noisy city hall square, on the edge of the bustling crowd, a little man with an ordinary face and a dull expression suddenly appeared, wearing an ordinary black suit, and he did not attract anyone's attention at all.

In fact, even the compatriots around him didn't pay much attention to him when he arrived.

This young man is so ordinary. So ordinary that you just glanced at him and forgot his face in the blink of an eye.

If we have to find a bright spot or difference in his ordinary facial features and short stature, it would be that his head is larger than his body.

He just stood there quietly, like many others, looking feverishly at the handsome young man standing at the front of the crowd.

He is the same as when we met half a year ago, and has not changed at all.

Soft black hair, delicate cheeks, bright eyes, a slightly pale complexion for a man, and that iconic robe.

He is still so persistent, so stubborn, so original ----- so selfless.

He just looked at him like he was looking at his long-lost first love. He wanted to get closer, but he felt nervous about being close to home.

For a long time, as if he had made a lot of determination, he walked towards him step by step.

No one stopped him, and no one thought about intercepting this harmless little man.

It wasn't until he walked in front of the man that a man with the same ordinary face and the same black suit stood in front of him.

His hand tightened and soon loosened again.

He could feel that they were the same kind of people. He could smell the breath of companions from him.

That woman, that woman who was both respected and feared taught him how to find those companions who were not easily noticed in the crowd.

"Who are you looking for?" Gore stared at him warily and asked. He rarely spoke, and every time he spoke, he only spoke a few short words.

Datou was even more excessive. He didn't even answer. He just looked at Qin Luo, who was blocked by Gore with his eyes.

"Gore, let him come over. He is my friend." Qin Luo said aloud.

Gore stared at him again, and then stood behind Qin Luo again.

Datou also walked behind Qin Luo and stood side by side with Gore.

"Butou, why are you here?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

"Come to kill someone." Da Tou replied in a muffled voice.

"What?" Qin Luo was shocked by his answer and even more shocked by his confession.

"Siro is dead." Datou whispered. His face showed no emotion, as if this matter that might cause an international conflict had nothing to do with him.

It seems that the training for more than half a year has indeed achieved remarkable results. Qin Luo understands Dragon Breath and knows that it is a Shura hell that can train people into ghosts and ghosts into adults.

"Why did you start at this time?" Qin Luo said worriedly: "This is too risky."

Da Tou smiled and stretched the muscles on his face awkwardly. He said: "Li Yao came. He was rejected by the military advisor. This is my first mission internship, so I can't make any mistakes."

"Go back quickly." Qin Luo said anxiously. "When the policeman was killed, they will definitely doubt us. Countless people will stare at me. You will be exposed easily when you are around me."

Qin Luo felt that Da Tou was really irrational. Killing Xi Luo would certainly satisfy his hatred, but he also had to consider his own safety.

"I did this on purpose." Datou said. "Li said, I want them to know that I did it. But they can't be sure that it was me."

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Qin Luo felt a chill. He didn't expect that when Li Li held a grudge against that cold woman, he could come up with such a vicious and cruel move that would make a mute suffer from pain.
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