Super Special Forces King

Chapter 257: Treat Me as a Criminal?

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Walking out of the elevator, the old beggar waved his hand casually, "You don't need to follow me, you can go to Huayao's office." After speaking, he staggered towards his office.

Zhang Feng walked to Hua Yao's office.

After knocking on the door, he pushed the door and entered Hua Yao’s office. Hua Yao leaned back on the chair and saw Zhang Feng walk in. He smiled and said, “I know your kid is Xiaoqiang who can’t be beaten, so nothing else. Just come back alive."

Zhang Feng sat on the sofa Shiran, lit a cigarette and hung it on his mouth, tilted Erlang's legs, and sneered: "Brother Huayao, let's stop talking politely. The review team should be waiting. Me."

His straightforwardness made Hua Yao visibly stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "You kid really doesn't play cards according to the routine. Now that you said that, let's go, and I will send you there."

Standing up and walking in front of Zhang Feng, he whispered: "Zhang Feng, you are my soldier. I have 100% trust in you. Tell the review team exactly what happened. You treated it fairly."

He glanced at Hua Yao gratefully, nodded slightly, stood up and followed Hua Yao out of the office.

Walking to the door of the review team's studio, Hua Yao stopped and signaled that he could only be sent here.

Zhang Feng didn't twitch, opened the door and walked in.

The guard inside the door saw Zhang Feng coming in, he exited the room, closed the door, and guarded the door.

There was only one table in the empty room, and three middle-aged men with stern expressions were sitting behind the table. No military uniform, all suits.

On the opposite side of the table, there is a rigid chair with an empty table, which must be reserved for myself.

He walked over and sat down calmly, and said, "Three, let's start."

Sitting in the middle of the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face, there are thick beer bottle eyes on the bridge of his nose, and the gaze shooting through the lens looks a little cold.

"Name, age."

Hearing his question, Zhang Feng's expression froze.

What do you mean? I just cooperated with the review in accordance with the regulations, and the tone and attitude of the prisoner was the way he spoke.

Fucked his brows slightly, and said in an unhappy tone: "What do you mean? You don't know my name?"

"Pay attention to your attitude!" The glasses man said coldly, without even lifting his head, constantly flipping through the information in his hand.

The middle-aged man beside him made a sudden smile, but his smile made people uncomfortable.

Ma Lian said: "Comrade, this is also our work procedure. It has no other meaning. You cooperate well and we will complete the review as soon as possible, right?"

"Yeah." With a cold snort, Zhang Feng continued: "Zhang Feng, age 21."

The man with glasses finally put down the information in his hand, looked at Zhang Feng with some disdain, and said contemptuously: "I didn't expect your childhood experience to be quite rich? It's just a copy of a gangster."

His words made Zhang Feng angrily drilled in his heart, with a cold look in his eyes, "What do you mean? You are investigating the failure of this operation. Does it have anything to do with my childhood experience?"

"How do you say it?"

The'Bang' glasses man slapped on the table, got up from the chair, pointed Zhang Feng's nose and roared: "I tell you that you are someone who is unclear and unclear and has done all kinds of bad things. Destroy 01's purity."

Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed into a gap, and the corners of his mouth sneered, but instead of anger, he said: "You'd better put away your fingers immediately, otherwise I won't mind breaking him for you!"

"You are such a big official, my identity is unclear? Have you investigated it clearly! Why? I don't need to be reviewed at all to characterize me, right? Then you guys come to fart, and just draw conclusions. ?"

"What are you talking about?" The man with glasses was almost poking Zhang Feng's nose with his finger.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too hot, Ma Liannan quickly persuaded him: "We all calm down. We are all comrades in the army, but don't act like class enemies! Haha."

Zhang Feng turned a deaf ear, just fixed his eyes on the face of the man with glasses. The spectacle man stared at his eyeballs unwillingly, as if about to break through the spectacle lens and fly out.

Zhang Feng, with a stiff complexion, suddenly grinned without warning, and said: "I told you to put your hands away from my nose. If you don't listen, then don't blame me for not giving you the opportunity... Cherish!"

The faces of the man with the horse face and the man with glasses changed all at once, but it was too late.

Zhang Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed the finger of the man in the glasses. The speed was so fast that the opponent was caught off guard.

"What are you doing?"

"Let go!"

The middle-aged man, who had always held his shoulders and said nothing from the beginning, his expression changed drastically, and he raised his fist and slammed directly at Zhang Feng's head.

"You should be very clear about what I'm going to do!" Zhang Feng smiled yinly, his other hand also raised his fist to meet the fist that had hit him, and at the same time, the hand of the man with glasses snapped up.

The sound of a broken bone suddenly sounded.

"Ah!" The man in glasses screamed like a pig.

Zhang Feng didn't stop, such a break can still be connected, but he will not give the man with glasses this opportunity! After breaking, twist it fiercely, and then loosen the palm at will.

The man in glasses fell to the ground holding his twisted fingers, screaming again and again, ten fingers connected to his heart, pain is completely imaginable.

And Zhang Feng's final twisting action made the finger bones stick out of the skin, dripping with blood. His fingers didn't seem to be twisted artificially, more like the end of being repeatedly crushed by dozens of tons of trucks.

The taciturn middle-aged man and Zhang Feng's fists slammed together.

The rigid board chair sitting under Zhang Feng creaked twice, while the middle-aged man had a flushed face with pain, and he stomped back three steps before he bumped his back against the wall. Stop the body.

His throat was sweet, and he resisted the urge of blood spurting. Looking at Zhang Feng in surprise, he didn't expect that he was on the side of the first attack and had the advantage. On the contrary, he did not take advantage of it, and he suffered a dark loss.

Seeing that the situation was a little out of control, Ma Liannan yanked his pistol out of his waist, aiming at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's brows were also frowned, his eyes fixed on the muzzle.

Although his body is now fused with the genes of the three animals, it is impossible to avoid the bullet at such a close distance, and if he gets a bullet, he will kill him.

"What do you mean? Pointing a gun at me, really didn't take me as a 01 person, and aimed the gun at my comrade-in-arms?"

The man in glasses got up from the ground with a twitching expression, and screamed frantically, "You attacked the interrogator, and now it's not an exaggeration to shoot you!"