C88 What Is a 'dragon

Seeing that Zhu Mao actually wanted to retort, the short-haired officer quickly gave him a look, signalling him to stop talking.

[This guy, even if I want to die, I shouldn't bring him along.]

Zhu Mao blinked his eyes and did not dare to say anything else. He held back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"I'm finished. You can go. "

Yaolyi said without raising her head. She did not even look at them.

"Yes sir!"

The short-haired officer replied with the same sonorous and forceful tone. He turned around and shouted to his subordinates, "Withdraw."

The group of people retreated until they reached the entrance of the restaurant. The short-haired officer heaved a sigh of relief as his facial expression returned to normal.

"I say, what is the background of that woman? Why did you let them go? What was that brand? "How come I've never seen this before?" Zhu Mao said in dissatisfaction.

It turned out that he and the short-haired police officer had known each other for a long time. However, this person had always been known for being impartial and ruthless.

Zhu Mao had originally thought that even if it was a normal course of action, he would have to capture Hsiao Hee and his brother first. When they reached the police station, wouldn't he be the boss himself?

But who would've thought that the whole thing would turn out to be a failure?

"Zhu Mao, this time, you finally hit an iron wall."

He was a little dissatisfied with Zhu Mao. This brat almost killed him, but because he might have more requests from Zhu Mao in the future, he could only bear with it and talk to him.

"Even if what you say is true, I won't be able to get these two today."

"Why did you kick an iron plate? So if they break the law, it's okay? My car is rotten, and I got beaten up by him.

Zhu Mao said angrily, "Just tell me the truth, at worst I'll just go to your Leader!"

"Then let me be honest, I really can't settle this matter. You can't settle it with anyone."

The short-haired policeman took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He wanted to light a cigarette for himself to calm down, but taking into account the bad influence, he hurriedly put it back in his pocket.

Zhu Mao was surprised for a moment and then calmed down.

Judging from the manner in which the short-haired policeman had acted just now, this fellow seemed to be in a state of panic.

"What happened to the brand?" for you to make such a big reaction? " Zhu Mao asked with a serious expression.

"Yeah. Captain, you suddenly shouted for attention and saluted. I was stunned. "

"Aren't we too stupid?" I came to capture the prisoner, but I didn't expect to have to salute and then leave. "

"You know Old Tie?" the short-haired officer asked.

"I know, isn't that the one in your courtyard? He looks quite sturdy, like a metal tower. We've met before, haven't we?" Zhu Mao nodded and said.

"Later on, he joined the special forces, which is also our southeastern military region's trump card, the Owl Hunting Corps."

The buzz cut young man glanced at Zhu Mao and shook his head emotionally.

"Is this woman an owl hunter?"

Zhu Mao asked in surprise. If she was an owl hunter, it would be really hard for him to touch her.

Rumor has it that the old head of the Owl Hunter was the person who protected him the most. Whoever dared to touch his people, he would be with you the entire time.

However, the short-haired general shook his head again and said, "No."

"Who is that person?" Captain, can you not beat around the bush? Can you explain it to us all at once? "

A young policeman said anxiously. They loved to hear about the heroes of the special forces.

"Where are you guys going to interrupt? Can you blame me?"

The short-haired police officer said snappily, "Old Tie suddenly disappeared a while ago and came back half a year ago." When I returned, filled with resentment, I invited him to his house for a drink. I asked him what he was unhappy about, and at first he didn't say. "In the end, I drank too much and ended up suffering.

"He told me that when he disappeared, he was actually going to participate in a special forces selection."

"Only one person was lucky enough to be chosen at the end of the devilish training period, when the archery unit had carefully selected one hundred men to go through six months of devilish training. The other ninety-nine all returned home. These ninety-nine people include Old Tie himself. "

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Owl was originally the country's ace special forces, and was well-known in the world.

Amongst the hundred of them, which one of them wasn't an existence that looked down on all heroes?

However, even if that was the case, it was still only enough for one percent of the selection rate. Wasn't this too terrifying?

"Terrifying, right? It was said that not one in a hundred of their troops had been selected the year before. This really pisses the boss off, so when he comes back, he has to train those guys to the death. "

"…" Everyone raised their eyebrows but didn't say anything. They continued to listen carefully.

"I was also very curious, so I asked him what kind of unit he was in and what was so strict about it. That kid drank too much and didn't even have a mouth for a door. Just say that it could possibly be one of the four most mysterious forces in the country. He himself is not sure which. "

"Four troops?" Everyone was stunned as they looked at each other in confusion.

"Yeah. They are respectively known as Divine Might, Sky Law, and Destruction. "

The short-haired officer's expression was faint, and he had even lowered his voice. This was a secret that no ordinary person would know.

"They are few in number, but every one of them is an elite. Old Tie and his group's assessment standard was ten people per group. They were attacking one of the special forces sent by the godly power. No matter what, as long as he could defeat them. In the end, all ten of their people were completely wiped out. "

"That powerful?"

Everyone widened their eyes as their mouths grew wide open. Wasn't this too mesmerizing? It was as if they were filming a movie.

"That's not the point!"

The short-haired police officer's face turned serious, and his voice turned even lower.

"There's still the last special forces. The name means' dragon '."

"It's a unit that uses our Chinese totem as its code name. This unit is extremely mysterious, and its strength is shocking beyond belief." I've only heard of him, but not seen him. "

"Cough, cough cough, cough cough!"

Zhu Mao's expression could no longer be described as one of shock after listening to his words patiently. It was as if fear was written all over his face.

"Are you trying to say that the woman is the dragon's person? I did see a big dragon on the sign inside her body. "

The more Zhu Mao thought about it, the more he felt scared. He couldn't help but think about what she did from the start.

So it turned out that he had walked before the gates to hell!

The short-haired officer glanced at Zhu Mao, "Not necessarily. I heard Old Tie say that the three special forces were all created by a person with the surname of Long. But I've never heard him mention this traditional dragon character."

The young policeman said with a blissful expression, "Fortunately, Captain recognizes this brand, or else we would be in big trouble."

"Yeah, if I don't know her, she might just beat me up next. That's just the way they identify themselves. If you still don't know what's good for you, it's useless to hit me. and they could be sent to a military court. " The short-haired policeman looked at Zhu Mao and said helplessly.

"But, Captain, we don't need to salute her." Someone said.

"Do you know what their rank is? When our director sees them, he pays his respects. Who do we think we are? "

"…"

"Look, they're coming out!" A policeman shouted softly.

"Retreat."

The short-haired policeman took the lead and led a group of people into a side alley. They then left in a hurry without looking back.

Zhu Mao was left alone in the wind, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, he was on the verge of tears. The car he had just bought had all been destroyed and there was nowhere for him to go.

"Damn it! I'm fine! Why do I have to mess with that kid!"

Zhu Mao stomped his foot and gave himself a big slap.