Fury Ocean

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At night, after the rain, the air is fresh and flowing, and the joyful atmosphere slowly gathers. Withstanding the scorching heat for many days, people go out of the house and enjoy the rare coolness. Bayi Chinese W 八 WW. 81ＺW. Com

The traffic on the road is gradually increasing, pedestrians pack their umbrellas, roadside cart vendors reposition their tables and chairs, and wild dogs foraging run around, the neon lights symbolizing the bustling city are shining, and music full of temptation sounds in turn. Before much time, the empty streets before became crowded, crowds were crowded and people were vocal.

The harsh siren sound penetrated the eardrum. Seven or eight police cars were flying on the still slippery road. Sometimes the wheels rolled over the puddles and raised two white curtains, causing a few exclaims and complaints. On both sides of the road, people shook their heads as they watched the rush of traffic passing by in front of their eyes.

"It's such a fine day, who's crazy?"

In the last car, Director Zhou kept rubbing his sweat with his hands, and did not feel the temperature change. Next, the assistant took the phone and dialed the phone to answer the call. It seemed as if the world was waiting for him to deal with it. Even so, Director Zhou was still dissatisfied, listening and thinking, his mouth still ordered from time to time.

"Notify Forsythia, notify Lao Fang, and Qi Lao Gui, tell them to come, all come!"

"Sick? Sore doesn't work!"

"Where's Wang Ming, can't you reach him? Where's his dad? Let's show up before he die!"

"It's not my business, don't expect me to back!"

Growling and yelling, anger and panic, the traffic flow of a city carrying a peaceful rolling forward, in the dark, it looks exceptionally spectacular.

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In the west of the city, there is another row of larger black teams. The leading cheetah is particularly eye-catching. Many people know that it is the car of the boss.

Inside the car. Zhang Qiang sat in the co-pilot position, his face was abnormally solemn.

"Hurry up."

"I'm afraid I can't keep up ..." said Xia Wu, who drove.

"Leave them alone." Zhang Qiang responded briefly.

"it is good."

The cheetah's engine roared and its degree increased, like a lightning piercing the void. Zhang Qiang in the car looked at the time, picked up the phone again, and pressed the replay button.

This time it finally got through. Before the other person asked, Zhang Qiang hurriedly spoke.

"Miss miss. Things are almost clear."

"Checked it out. It's him. Bayi Chinese website www.www.ba.88.com.cn.ba.c.o.m."

"One is dead. His condition is not great."

"Star Hotel, just born, many people see it."

"Um. Okay, rest assured."

Speaking should be, listening and thinking, waiting for the call to hang up, Zhang Qiang was a little calmer, closed his eyes and put his head against his hands. Lean your body on the seat.

Xiao Wu watched his face, and couldn't help but ask, "Qiang, how is it?"

"Things ..." Zhang Qiang responded casually, and suddenly asked, "Little Wu, how long have you been here?"

"Four months." Xiao Wu froze, his expression a little nervous: "Did you kill Brother Qiang, is there anything you can't do well?"

Zhang Qiang shook his head and asked another strange question: "Okay at home?"

"Very good. Much better than before."

"What happened to my sister going to school, and my dad settled down?"

"Well." Xiao Wu felt more upset in his heart, and asked, "Brother Qiang. You gave me your life, if anything happened ..."

"It's okay." Zhang Qiang responded faintly, and added a sentence: "It's not necessarily that anyone is okay."

Xiao Wu said "Oh" and thought about it. Gritted his teeth secretly, and drove the car more quickly.

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Meng Feixing Konggang, the Shangguan hero walking in the middle of the gangway put down the phone, his footsteps stopped unconsciously, and his body was shaking a little. The passengers behind felt strange and waited for a while. Could not help but urged.

"Can't leave?"

"Sorry, he's not well."

Yingying quickly explained, holding the Shangguan hero against the handrail, and asked with concern: "Hero, what is going on?"

The Shangguan hero didn't respond, the muscles on his wide face kept beating, as if he was suffering great pain, and it seemed like he had encountered something difficult to choose. Looking at him like this, Yingying no longer urges, but only supports him, apologizing constantly.

"Sorry, trouble everyone."

Interplanetary travel, it is inevitable to carry large bags, Shangguan heroes are burly and tall, others can only pass by their sides, and some crowdedly pass by them; noticed that Shangguan heroes face, someone reminded Yingying to rush to the doctor, or just shake his head, heart I think this is the joy of sadness. I just saw that the man was in red as if he had gone fortune. It took him a few moments to become this look.

"Thank you, thank you, trouble."

Yingying took care of her surroundings, and looked at Shangguan from time to time, cold and uncontrollable. The hero of Shangguan suddenly clenched his fist and strove to the armrest. Bayi Chinese W network W network W eight. Net 8 net 1 text X W. Com

"Fuck him! He's a Shangguan hero!"

"..." The flow of people was dazzled before and after, and they turned back.

"Sir, please pay attention to your words." A stewardess frowned secretly, reminding the rude man far away that the hero could not prove by cursing.

"Hero?" Yingying felt something, panicking in her heart.

"Fuck him!" Another curse, the Shangguan hero frowned, and said fiercely, "It's a big deal, I'll go back and mine!"

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Hualong Commonwealth Capital, Office Building of Axiom.

When the distant Five Bulls City was shrouded in the night, people here were just about to get off work. In the office of the four editors, the last two documents were signed. Bao Cunxi rubbed his temples with his hands and leaned tiredly on the sand.

"I'm too old!"

In addition to feeling ruthless years, and because of hard work, Bao Cunxi retreated, and a little smiley face of the little granddaughter appeared in his numb mind.

"I have angels with me, so why bother to wait for the rotten trees, it's time to consider retirement."

"drop!"

The abrupt ringtone drove the smile away, and Bao Cunxi was a little angry, and his voice was annoyed when he pressed the button.

"what's up?"

"Mr. Editor, Avril wants to talk to you."

"Avril?" Bao Cunxi thought for a moment and asked, "Who is Avril?"

The secretary said: "Reporter in Five Cities."

"Wu Niu?" Bao Cunxi thought again, and finally a corresponding face appeared in his mind, and asked, "The girl who hurt Gutian's second child?"

The secretary was in a quandary, wondering if his face had turned red. Stopping for a while and whispering, "Will I let her call tomorrow?"

"Uh, don't need it." Bao Cunxi picked up the tea on the table and was almost empty now, frowning and taking a sip. Said: "Get in."

"Ok."

The secretary responded, and then, a loud voice jumped over the phone, and the mouth opened.

"Master, I am so happy!"

"puff!"

The freshly sprayed herbal tea will go out. It's too late to feel the temperature of life, and not only that, Bao Cunxi was also stunned, can't help snarling.

"So far apart, it cannot be my seed!"

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At the Niushan training camp, Xiaobo was nervous and busy at the light brain, his hands were flying, and he entered a line of instructions.

The air was slightly cold, but his face was covered with sweat, soaking in gauze and seeping into the wound. The pain is unbearable.

Finally make the necessary preparations, Xiaobo waved his arm, and pressed to execute.

The picture on the screen is changing fast. Later, one by one, pages are opened one after another, and Xiao Bo's face shows a surprise expression. He picks up the phone that has already lost the number, and presses the dial directly.

"Brother, the hotel surveillance has been cleared and the information has been found! Let me take a look. Uh, my god, this is the case, my god. This **** ..."

"Come here." On the phone, Niuben's words were brief, and his voice remained calm.

"Good brother, let me sort it out, right away. Hey?"

Talking about Xiaobo closing several windows, leaving behind a video of mech fighting. After a few glances, Xiao Bo's look changed and was a little weird.

"Brother, I found something special, but I don't know too much."

"About what?" Niuben asked over the phone.

"Mech battle, I think it's weird."

"Not busy at this time," Niu Ben said flatly.

"This is not the same. Forget it, let me find out."

Having said that, Xiaobo gathered up the automatically archived materials, packed them together and sent them out. While waiting, he opened the battle video again and watched it carefully.

"This is Yunshou? Yunshou, Yunshou ..."

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In front of the Star Hotel, the black convoy from Cyclonus arrived first, and nearly a hundred people in black got out of the car and hurricanely poured into the main gate.

"Step aside!"

More than a dozen brave men opened the road, pushed away the hotel staff, and stormed.

"Zhang Qiang, what do you want to do!" A middle-aged man who looked like a leader came over, trying to stop with a group of security.

"Where is Wang Ming?" Zhang Qiang stopped and looked at him and asked.

"Mr. Wang has something to do with him. Here's the life case. Director Zhou will be here soon. Anything will happen when he comes."

"Important ..." Zhang Qiang didn't want to listen anymore and waved his hand: "Hit over."

"Dare you!" The middle-aged man shouted.

"Go to your% damn!"

In the yelling, Xiao Wu leapt high and hit his middle-aged man with his fist wearing a steel buckle. Immediately, a large number of people in black rushed and rushed over, instantly drowning the security team.

The steel buckle was clear, the blood soon covered the ground, the sounds of screaming and crying around the masterpiece were loud, and the panic crowd was running around. Zhang Qiang ignored these and led a group of people straight upstairs.

There are people along the way, tense security, sweaty foreman, trembling service staff, and brave customers watching the crowd; when they saw the crowd in black rushing, the panic people evaded , Hidden in each room and corner.

The man in black rushed upstairs, and after a while, he rushed back like a mad dragon. The sharp-eyed person noticed that Zhang Qiang did not come down together. The man in black seemed to have another core.

There are too many people and the situation is too chaotic. No one can see all of them. A large number of people in black rush out of the hotel, and some of them get on the car. After moving, they leave.

After a while, the police medical convoy came to the scene. In the face of the chaos, Director Zhou did not hesitate to order repression. He rushed to the fourth floor and went straight to the scene under the protection of some special police.

"Where is the man?" Seeing Zhang Qiang, Director Zhou drank his head and asked, "Where is the murderer!"

Zhang Qiang pointed to Huo Mingfeng and replied: "One is downstairs and fell to death. One is here and has been subdued."

"I ask you where the murderer is!" Director Zhou cried, pointing at Zhang Qiang's face: "Zhang Qiang, this matter is big, let alone you, your master can't carry it!"

"You're right, this is a big deal." Zhang Qiang looked at him coldly, and responded, "Director Zhou, you have only appeared until now. Is there any guarantee from whom that you can afford it?"

"you!"

Director Zhou was furious, but could not say anything powerful. While hesitating, Ai Weier came over from the side, her face frosty.

"I protest as a victim. The first thing that Zhou should care about is not the killer, but whether the victim is healthy."

Then she handed over a phone call: "Tomorrow's headline, the on-site interview of Axiom, please trouble you."

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