: 1452, forbidden martial arts

The so-called old man is fine.
Zhang Dezhen is a little anxious.
His old man is sixty this year.
Although it has exceeded the age limit, the small place is not strict, so it is still the village head of the village.
In his life, he has become a village cadre in his twenties. The wind is coming in the rain. I don’t know how many people I have seen. I already have a pair of insightful eyes.
At first it was because the other party did show the official letter, and there was a policeman from the city who led them to the Lihua family.
But now, he also faintly feels that this group of people is a bit wrong.
"Comrade, your official letter, please show me again."
Zhang Laohan stood up and looked serious.
"Uncle, haven't you seen it before?"
The police who led the city were amazed.
The village chief of Zhang Dejun said: "My old man, old age, old eyes are dim, may not see clearly. Is there a problem?"
The rotten middle-aged man in the black bowler hat has the same look, and he has a certificate from his arms, and a letter has been handed over.
Zhang Dezhen took the documents and the official letter and carefully read it again. He lifted it up and looked at the light outside the door carefully. He repeatedly studied and tried to pick the bones in the egg, but in his experience, It is really not fake.
"Look at it, see it clearly."
Zhang Laohan handed the document to the policeman who led the team.
This policeman is called Xiao Zhu. He is a college student who went out to the village of Lanterna. For the old village chief, of course, he did not dare to neglect, took the documents, carefully observed, and nodded: "Uncle, there is really no problem."
Zhang Laohan returned the documents and official letters.
He gave Li Hua a look and then shouted directly: "I am outside the door, there is something, just call me."
Li Mu smiled slightly in his heart.
That's right.
Still the original formula.
Still the original taste.
The old village chief is still hard to eat hard in the last life. In order to protect the interests of the villagers, whoever’s face is not given a hard bone.
In the memory of Li Mu, when it was in the last world, the village of Burning Temple was close to the urban area, and with beautiful scenery, it was backed by the Qinling Mountain. It has a beautiful environment and few smog, so it was targeted by many real estate developers. Destructive development was carried out around the temple. Several forklifts were driven into the village, but they were all taken out by the old village chief.
Unfortunately, because of the above operation, the old village chief was forcibly removed from office on the grounds of youth, and several village cadres came in airborne, and the villagers signed a development contract, which led to the fate of the villagers burning, and the villagers opposed it. It was injured by the demolition team. Finally, the old village chief was directly angered and slammed into the excavator who was about to tear down the centuries-old archway of the village’s 'Zhaozu legacy'...
The death of the old village chief alarmed the higher level.
The village cadres who eventually sold the interests of the villagers were dismissed and the contract was suspended.
Have to say that it is a tragedy.
The young and old in the village of Burning Temple used to wear Ma Xiaoxiao for three days and three nights, and the old stick had also presided over the ritual.
These memories are somewhat blurred.
Because Li Mu at that time, a little bit small, is just an ordinary person.
In this world, I saw the old village chief, Li Mu’s heart, secretly vowed that the old stick did not intervene, and this world must not let the old village chief’s tragedy happen again.
Thoughts flow and return to the present.
When Li Mu looked at the old village chief and went out, he could perceive that the old man really stood ten meters outside the gate.
The middle-aged man in the black dome hat glanced at the policeman Xiao Zhu and said: "Small comrade, you also know which unit I came from. Next we will talk about it, involving state secrets, you have to avoid it."
Xiao Zhu’s look is a bit difficult.
Because the old village chief just gave him a lot of hints, let him stay here.
"Why, are your grassroots comrades not even obeying organizational discipline?" The middle-aged man in the black dome hat was faint.
Xiao Zhu didn't say anything better, so he just went out slowly.
In the yard, there are black enclaves and middle-aged men and four other black slim suits.
He waved his hand gently.
Others may not be aware of it, but Li Mu clearly knows that a faint force has enveloped the entire yard.
Next, even if it was a big noise in the yard, it would be overwhelming, and the old village chief and the police Xiao Zhu would not notice the slightest movement.
This is not a battle.
Of course it is not a field.
It is an external release of the internal force.
A very shallow method.
"Okay, now we can talk about it."
The middle-aged man in the black dome hat glanced at the Lihua family. He did not put Li Mu and Li Jianzhen in his eyes. His eyes fell on the two adults. It was said that he was on the cloud, and said: "Open the door to introduce the mountain. Let's just say that the monk is called Zeng Jiankong, and belongs to the Summer Palace of China. He is the leader of the Seventh Special Operations Group of the Tiandian Branch in Shaanxi."
Li Hua and Yun Yu looked at each other.
Have not heard of this department.
Li Mu has not heard of it.
The last time Qin Ba Xuan and others attacked, Li Mu noticed a dragon group hidden in the dark.
He thought that this middle-aged man named Zeng Jiankong would be a person in the dragon group.
Who knows that it is not.
Seeing the four people with a slightly stunned expression, Zeng Jiankong smiled lightly, revealing an iconic black and yellow rotten tooth.
This reaction is in his expectation.

Explain that the Summer Palace is a special department affiliated with the highest department, which is specially used to deal with aliens and ancient warriors in the territory, and to deal with cases caused by people with supernatural powers such as aliens and ancient warriors,
said Zeng Jiankong. Here, my eyes are on the sky and said: "I said so, you should react, right?"
Yunxiao looked at Li Mu subconsciously.
Li Muzhen’s eyes widened, and it’s really like a four-year-old child.
"The team leader, you came to us, what is it for?"
So Yunxiao asked quietly.
"Ming people don't say whispers." Zeng Jian said: "You two people, from Kunlun, right? On September 4th, two months ago, at the entrance of Jiameijiajiao supermarket in Jintai District, there was a murder case. The deceased was Three supermarket security guards, the perpetrators were masters of ancient Wu, and then a murder case occurred in a single courtyard of the Weihe River Embankment Road. The deceased was a family of five, and the perpetrators were also masters of ancient Wu. These two things, You should not know."
Yunxiao did not speak.
Both Li Hua and Li Jianzhen did not dare to say more at this time.
Li Mu is taking care of himself.
The little black dog that was originally wet, the water stains on the body have dried up, and the body is warm, and the pink tongue is sticking out, gratefully holding Li Mu’s palm.
"Oh, if you don't talk, I should be your default." Zeng Jianqi snorted, and the slight white air spewed out of his mouth, with a hint of scent smell, said: "We are here this time, The purpose is also very simple, just want to find out, where did the murderers go later?"
"Where are we going, how do we know."
Li Jianzhen couldn't help but reopen.
"Ha ha……"
Zeng Jianxiao smiled faintly and said: "The adults speak, the children don't interrupt."
"You..." Li Jianzhen couldn't help but want to go back.
What is the weight of a child who is seven or eight years old?
The most time is the childhood.
Moreover, the atmosphere of Zeng Jiankong’s body made Li Jianzhen feel very uncomfortable and had a feeling of wanting to vomit.
But Yunxiao still raised his hand to stop the words of the stepchild.
She said: "You don't have to check this thing, they are all dead."
Zeng Jiankong’s pupils were miniature and said:
Is it dead?

Yunxiao nodded: "Dead."
"How come to die?"
"I killed it."
"you?"
"Well, did you just say it? I came out from Kunlun. You know where Kunlun is. Naturally, I know that I have the ability to kill Guwu masters." Yunxiao is faint.
Zeng Jiankong exhaled a long breath and said: "Sure enough."
"Why are you killing them?" he asked again.
Yunxiao said: "The resentment of the rivers and lakes in Kunlun, I don’t know if I was the leader of the team. I don’t know it at the moment. As far as I know, the official organization of Huaxia has never been involved in the grievances and killings of the major non-human secrets. The law of man does not apply to the ancient warriors. Why, did the leader of the team manage this matter?"
Zeng Jiankong slowly raised his hand.
His hands are set in black special leather gloves.
The long tube of gloves completely covers the wrist.
"This is very difficult."
His fingers gently buckled the table and said: "The grievances between the masters of non-human secrets, of course, we will not participate, but this time, it involves the death and injury of ordinary people, two murders, eight lives. We can't sit back and ignore it."
Yunxiao said: "The perpetrators are already dead. What do you want?"
Zeng Jiankong smiled slightly.
His pale, sleek face, set off by a yellow-black rotten tooth, is like a body drilled from the pool of Formalin, suddenly stunned and laughable.
"Let's do it, you go with me to the provincial capital, to the branch of the temple, explain this matter specifically, we also think of ways to do an archiving, how? After all, my power is not enough, still can't Something is conclusive."
He looked at the clouds.
It is now certain that the person who came from Kunlun is this woman.
Yunxiao slightly frowned.
After a little thought, she nodded and agreed.
After all, in the future, I want to live in the village of Burning Temple in the name of an ordinary person. Therefore, it is necessary to cooperate with the official forces when necessary. It can save a lot of unnecessary troubles.
"Wise choice."
Zeng Jiankong gave a sigh of relief.
Then, he took out a special handcuff and said: "However, before you go, you need to wear this martial arts handcuffs."
"Well? What does this mean?" Yunxiao's face changed.
In Li Mu’s eyes, there was also a glimpse of a subtle color.