City Marshal

Chu Tian looked at the butterfly flying among the flowers.

After a long time, he nodded with understanding and said: "I understand what you mean. When I don't have any prejudices, put all thoughts out of my mind, and stare at the pair of butterflies without any worries, I do have a certain mystery in my heart." What about the strange feeling of the truth, but the false answer?" Par Wumang spit out two words: "Alive!"

The voice was unexpectedly soft, and a pair of eyes that were always brimming with plainness and darkness exuded a trace of sadness, flashy but not extravagant, sad but not sad, without too many words, a pair of eyes can represent many things, No deliberate action is required, it is very simple and natural.

alive?Chu Tian was stunned at first, but then suddenly realized that what Par Wumang said not only implied mystery, but also had profound philosophy. Like a flower in a mirror, it is fleeting and illusory in the water.

As long as you can see through these things, what else is there to miss?Although this view is pessimistic, there is an unassailable truth in it, because the truth is true, it's just that all beings are obsessed with it!Thinking of this, Chu Tian immediately let go of his worry about Par Wumang, and this son is invincible.

The two became silent, and the flickering eyes had revealed each other's inner voice. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Mr. Fengxue hurried in. Seeing them standing peacefully, wrinkled. He frowned and said, "Chutian, what are you playing? Why don't you leave as soon as you find someone?" Chutian didn't answer, and introduced to Par Wumang, "Mr. Fengxue!"

Pal Wumang clasped his palms together, and said politely: "Pal Wumang!"

Mr. Fengxue's anxious mood dissipated in his smile, and from the corner of her eye she looked at the divine man Chutian was talking about, with a slender figure, a calm demeanor, thick black hair and beard, and a strange and graceful quality in his composure. The eyes contain profound insights, and the demeanor is intimidating. It seems to be a person.

Chu Tian turned his head to look at Par Wumang, and said with a calm smile, "Let's go! If Phoenix didn't kill you on the plane, then they will definitely kill you later. Maybe there are many killers ambushed around this house, Pa Er Er Wumang, you and I met by fate, in order to live a better life, please leave with me."

Paer Wumang sighed softly, and said lightly: "They are persistent!"

Chu Tian nodded slightly, and said slowly: "Although the Red Sun Organization does not have many talented killers, they have never lacked outlaws. They once killed 230 people in order to assassinate a certain nobleman in Arabia. This kind of assassination at any cost, there is only a red sun in the whole world."

Palmer didn't speak.

Mr. Fengxue couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Why did they kill you?" Par Wumang didn't answer, walked to the table and picked up the tea, rested his left wrist on the table, tapped the teacup with his middle finger, and kept his gaze fixed on the cup. The turmoil caused circles of rippling green tea, Chu Tian guessed from his expression that the killers must be hired by people who have conflicts of interest with Par Wumang.

And this person is likely to be a famous family in India, and may even be his relatives.

Chu Tian spoke out to save him, turned his head to look at Mr. Feng Xue and said, "How could he know? It's easy to find the answer, find out the killers."

Par Wumang stood up and said lightly, "They've already arrived!"

Chu Tian nodded without changing his face.

Mr. Fengxue was taken aback, and quickly went to the window to visit. Seeing a figure flickering not far away, she turned her head and shouted: "Ah, you're really here?" In addition, the police force was dispatched, so she and Chu Tian went out to search in the suburbs. Unexpectedly, not only did they find Par Wumang, but also the killers. What made her even more worried was that there were no fewer than 20 killers.

Already he could clearly hear the movement outside, but Chu Tian became calm, patted Feng Xuejun on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Team Leader Feng, our lives are in your hands, you must protect us Okay, let's call your subordinates to come over quickly, or you will die if you are late."

Mr. Fengxue rolled his eyes at Chu Tian, ​​took out his phone and wanted to call for help, but found that there was no signal at all, he was secretly shocked, these killers are too professional, right?It interfered with the communication signal in a short period of time. It seems that today is a rare death. Fortunately, I applied for a police gun when I came.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fengxue took out his police gun, regained some confidence and said: "The signal was blocked by them, and there is no hope for calling for rescue. Fortunately, I still have a police gun, Chutian, after I kill a few killers , just shoot to cover you rushing out, and go get the enemy's gun back."

Chu Tian listened dumbfounded. He really couldn't understand how this little girl got into Guoan. Could it be that she got in through connections?Seeing her serious face, she quickly patted her head and said, "Group Leader Feng, your method sounds good, but I'm afraid I'll be beaten into a sieve before I pick up the gun."

Mr. Fengxue smiled lightly, and said noncommittally: "Don't worry, my marksmanship is like a god."

While the two were talking, countless iron hooks whizzed over and landed on the bamboo structure, Chu Tian's face changed slightly, and then he looked at Paer Wumang with a wry smile: "The quality of the killer who came this time is not bad. , it seems that the killing intent towards you has been upgraded, but it’s good, it saves the trouble of bullets.”

Par Wumang nodded, the tea in the cup was still calm.

Chu Tian made a grimace at her, and said with a meaningful smile: "Cold weapons are always used by kings, and things like guns are held by inferior people. If the estimation is good, the killer will not use guns in the next attack, but It is with a knife and a sword, so Team Leader Feng can feel at ease, and I don't have to go out to pick up guns."

After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Fengxue came to his senses, and said angrily, "You call me an inferior?" Just as the words fell, there was a sound of "bengbengbengbengbengbengbengbeng", and the originally solid bamboo building instantly dispersed, even the roof was lifted Turning it over, so that Chutian can see the blue clear sky and breathe the unique fragrance of bamboo. The two bamboos in front of the door sway gently, which is quite a bit of a paradise.

However, the eighteen killers lying around made the poetry disappear. The chill and murderous aura emanating from them rushed to the face, making Mr. Feng Xue couldn't stop taking half a step back until Chu Tian held her hand. She became calm, and then stared at the knife and iron hook in their hands, cold and gloomy.

The leader among them is even more sturdy and strange. He looks about 30 years old. He is tall and thin, with long hands and feet. But there is also a shocking domineering, everyone knows that this is a difficult master.

The morning wind is like a knife!Even the surrounding bamboos are full of vastness and chill.

Mr. Fengxue let go of Chutian, and shouted: "Who are you?" No one answered her, no one even looked at her, the eyes of the killers all fell on Par Wumang and Chutian, which made Chutian feel a little uncomfortable. Adapt, their goal is the son of India, why are they staring at themselves fiercely?Is it because he saved Par Wumang's life in Hong Kong?Mr. Fengxue shouted again: "Put down your weapon!"

Still no one answered, the leader lightly waved his finger.

A killer shot towards Mr. Feng Xue like a sharp arrow off the string.

Chu Tian frowned slightly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Be careful!"

Mr. Feng Xue finally showed her ability to infiltrate Guoan. Before the killer got close, he kicked up the stool beside him and shot at him. In the past, the elbow bumped against the killer's chest calmly and forcefully.

The killer retreated in pain, Fengxue-jun twisted his wrist and grabbed the knife in reverse.

Chu Tian smiled approvingly, and said lightly: "Group Leader Feng, you are very skillful, it seems that I underestimated you."

Mr. Fengxue stood with his sword horizontally, showing a proud smile.

The leader waved his big hand without any surprise, and a dozen iron hooks wound up. Chu Tian was shocked when he saw this, and when he was about to pull Feng Xuejun back, Par Wumang, who was drinking tea, shook his right hand, and the teacup It flew out in an instant, and slid over the iron hook like a dragonfly, and after a while, there were jingling sounds all over the ground.

Chu Tian and the others lowered their heads to visit, and the iron hooks were all cut off.