The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

"Master Qi, are you hurt?" Zhao Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, opened the door, ran to Qi Yan and looked at him up and down. "Which organization are these people from?"

Qi Yan threw the steel pipe at his feet and kicked it away. "I'm self-defense, don't I break the law?"

No, you are too defensive

However, Zhao Zhicheng didn't dare to say this. He just asked someone to handcuff these people on the ground. At this time, they found that these people who fell to the ground were somewhat abnormal, lying upright like zombies.

"It's all right. You take people back and they will automatically return to normal after two hours." anyway, people from the special group come, and he doesn't bother to hide his ability. If these people are stiff, they will be stiff. Anyway, if his mouth can speak.

Zhao Zhicheng was very knowledgeable and didn't ask Master Qi if he could untie it. He carried these people into the car with other colleagues.

"Master Qi, thanks to you, we can catch these crazy people this time." Zhao Zhicheng was a little excited. They couldn't find the mastermind behind them. Now they have caught these minions and don't worry about prying out the news.

"Iron should be struck while it is hot. If no news has been asked, the organization behind them may be vigilant and transfer personnel." Zhao Zhicheng thought of this, and he was worried. How should they ask for words in such a short time?

Qi Yan raised his wrist and looked at the time: "can I help you?"

"That's really great." Zhao Zhicheng was overjoyed. Master Qi was willing to open this mouth because he had a way, "warmly welcome you to help us." as soon as he was excited, he couldn't help but use the honorific title.

"There's nothing to thank, because I'm also Chinese." Qi Yan smiled at Zhao Zhicheng, walked to Zhao Li's car and knocked on the driver's seat window.

"Mr. Qi," there was an experience that he suddenly couldn't open the door and window before. Zhao Li experienced this strange event again, which seemed more calm than the members of the special group. The premise was to ignore his more awed eyes when he looked at Qi Yan, "do you have any orders?"

"Brother Zhao, why are you so literate?" Qi Yan put his hand in his trouser pocket and said in a relaxed tone, "I want to do something with the comrades of the special security bureau. You help me go back and talk to Uncle Cen. I won't go there tonight."

Zhao Li looked at the people not far away. Knowing that he could not ask about these confidential things, he nodded and said, "OK, Mr. Qi, please pay attention to safety."

Qi Yan smiled: "be careful on your way."

Many people from the special group came and cleaned up the scene quickly. Qi Yan got on the car Zhao Zhicheng sat in. When he got out of the alley, he got off the car and came back with a small stone with strange lines in his hand.

"Master Qi, what is this?" Zhao Zhicheng asked curiously without seeing these things.

"This is an array stone, which can confuse people's vision," Qi Yan gave this stone to Zhao Zhicheng, "There are records of this kind of array in ancient books. Jiang Shang and Mr. Zhuge are all array experts. They use the array to restrain the enemy and defeat the enemy. There have been no other vehicles in this alley just now. Someone put this simple array at the entrance of the alley to make them consciously avoid this intersection."

"What if ordinary people with strong natural aura don't want to break in?" Zhao Zhicheng carefully packed the stone and was ready to take it back for a good study.

"Have you heard of ghosts hitting the wall?"

Zhao Zhicheng suddenly realized that it was so.

The villains were very sad. They felt that they were like cans lined up and thrown neatly in the car. Their heads hit the car wall from time to time, and their tears came out in pain. This was not the worst. The worst thing was that they couldn't move their hearts and touch the injured place.

This kind of torture is really inhuman.

The office of the special team is on the sixth floor of the special security bureau, and there are not many people in the building in the middle of the night, so few people see the "corpse" carried by the members of the special team, otherwise it's terrible at night.

As soon as they entered the door, the twelve prisoners were examined all over with a metal detector. Finally, they were taken into the next room and changed into the clothes provided by the special team to prevent any suspicious things from being brought in.

The twelve people found that at the moment of changing their clothes, they could move all over, but they didn't dare to move freely when they thought of the devil outside the door. They honestly changed their clothes, put on handcuffs and were taken into the inquiry room in a row.

The inquiry room was very clean, without all kinds of instruments of torture in the feudal era, the white wall, the spotless floor, and the solemn national emblem on the wall, which relieved the twelve people, they were embarrassed to stare at the national emblem on the wall and only looked down at their toes.

In addition to Qi Yan, there are three special groups in the inquiry room. After the inquiry, the suspect's identity was asked as usual. He did not speak this way. But he could see that many people were lying, and their ID number should also be false.

However, Qi Yan was not interested in their true identity. After these people were vaguely unwilling to cooperate with the work of the special group, they put the teacup on the table and gave a bang.

Seeing Qi Yan's action, most of the suspects showed a frightened face, because Qi Yan gave them so much psychological trauma that they saw Qi Yan suddenly change his face and the whole person was dominated by terror.

"We both know whether your identity is true or false, but I'm not interested," Qi Yan raised his eyebrow. "What we want to know is the stronghold of your organization, or who your superior is."

"Sir, we don't quite understand what you're talking about," said a small flat head, shrugging his shoulder. "We just took other people's money to teach you a lesson. We don't know anything else. I tell you, now it's a legal society. You call it indiscriminate death penalty."

Hearing this, Qi Yan sneered: "you know this is a society ruled by law. How dare you attack me with a control knife?"

"We're gangsters. If we fight in groups, we'll be detained for a few days at most. Why should you lock us here?" the flat head decided not to admit it, so he deliberately shifted the topic to other places, just not admitting that there was any organization behind them.

"Don't you say?" Qi Yan was too lazy to quarrel with such people. He directly threw a piece of Rune paper on Xiao ping's face. Xiao ping's head fell to the ground with a thud, just like a lifeless wood.

Seeing the scene, the remaining 11 people suddenly remembered the fear that they couldn't move all over their body, and immediately fell silent.

"Master Qi, we have regulations above that we can't question people violently. Look at this..." Zhao Zhicheng feels that master Qi's current aura is a little terrible.

"Did I use force?" Qi Yan spread his hand. "Just accidentally a piece of paper touched his face. He was timid and fainted." Qi Yan glanced at the small flat head lying on the ground, "this disease may be a little serious. If you are not careful, you will be paralyzed for the rest of your life. You'd better call him an ambulance."

Zhao Zhicheng:

Strictly speaking, this is not a violent trial. He had a bottom in his heart and said to his colleagues, "go and call an ambulance. He was paralyzed at a young age. It's also pathetic."

"Ho ho..." little flat head gasped heavily from his throat, but his voice seemed to be useless and couldn't say a word.

Is this the master's means?!

The remaining eleven people looked cold all over. When they embarked on this road, they were ready for a bad end, but they were not afraid of death. That doesn't mean they wanted to be silent and unable to move all over the rest of their life.

Just now, for such a short period of time, they all feel that every second is like a year. How can they endure for decades?

Sometimes death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that if you can't die, you can't live well. You can become a sober living dead man.

At two o'clock in the morning, a high-end villa community was quietly surrounded by armed police officers and soldiers. People immersed in sleep in the community did not know that some families in their community were about to disappear tonight and never had a chance to appear here again.

"Master Qi, this is it," Zhao Zhicheng pointed to a small villa that looked very humble. "I heard that the leader was inside."

The villas in this community are large and small. The one in front of them belongs to low-grade type. Subordinates live in high-end villas, but the boss lives in the lowest level. This anti reconnaissance ability is pretty good.

People in the villa area pay great attention to privacy. They usually go out by car. There won't be many people who pay attention to who comes and goes. Everyone is a businessman. It's normal to have many visitors or irregular work and rest. Who would have thought that these seemingly gentle social elites would be criminals?

"Don't get busy going in. There are arrays outside the house." Qi Yan walked around the house several times and threw a few stones in from time to time. The whole scene was like shooting a magic blockbuster. Sometimes the wind blew and sometimes the wind stopped. People were very angry in the middle of the night.

Zhao Zhicheng looked at Qi Yan and walked towards him seriously. He thought the array inside was too powerful to solve. Suddenly, the whole heart raised it: "master Qi, what's the matter?"

Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder and looked much more relaxed. "The array has been solved. I'll go in with you and catch people."

Xiong Dazhuang never thought that when he was caught as the boss of the "Chinese traditional culture learning group", he only wore a pair of trousers.

He looked at the window and the door. The house was full of heavily armed special police. He turned to get the rune paper under the pillow. As a result, he couldn't move as soon as he got the rune paper in his hand. He can't believe his eyes wide open and body fixing?

How can there be body immobilization in the Chinese territory? Isn't it lost long ago?

"Master Qi," Zhao Zhicheng said excitedly after looking at the man as quiet as a sculpture on his eye bed, "master Qi, I thank you on behalf of the country, the organization and the people!"

Qi Yan touched his chin, which seemed familiar. But looking at Zhao Zhicheng's tearful eyes, he held it for a long time and finally replied: "serve the people."