Urban Reaper Forensic

Long Yichen suddenly shouted, "Don't rush in!" "

Bruce was blown out of the air at this time, killing and wounding hundreds of people in one wave, and this time the operation has been completely screwed up by him!

It is estimated that he will also be fiercely cleaned up by his boss when he goes back.

Therefore, Bruce was in a very bad mood.

He glared and yelled at Long Yichen, "Why don't you rush in?" Car bombs have already come out of it! There is a good chance that the bandits will escape! "

"I know the bandits may escape!"

Long Yichen said coldly: "It's just that I don't want your blind command to harm more police officers and detectives and send them to death in vain!" "

Long Yichen's slap in the face can be described as snapping to the flesh, and the knife is to the bone!

Bruce's face instantly turned black.

"You, what do you say? You make it clear to me! What am I harming? "

Long Yichen can feel the death scalpel, and the vibration emitted by the rich death aura inside is simply crazier than turning on the vibration mode of the mobile phone.

This shows that even more tragic deaths and injuries are about to break out here!

Long Yichen guessed a little, and knew that these outlaws of [The End of the United States] were setting a set for Bruce's sand sculpture again.

He said lightly: "There are still more than a hundred hostages inside, you still have to send your subordinates to rush in, what if the outlaws set up bombs inside and blast the hostages and detectives into the sky together?" "

In a word, everyone around has changed!

New York police officers, FBI agents, and soldiers of the army's anti-terrorist unit, everyone looked at Long Yichen with the eyes of God, and stared at Bruce with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

Bruce was dumbfounded.

With his experience and IQ, of course, he realized in an instant that although the situation that Long Yichen said was crazy, it was definitely not impossible to do this kind of dehumanizing explosion with the crazy energy of the group of outlaws in the end of the United States just now.

Long Yichen, that's right.

However, his face was tight, his face sank, and he was still hard: "Don't forget, I'm the person in charge here!" You're nothing more than a medical examiner! "

"Then please."

Long Yichen's words have been said in front, benevolence is exhausted, Bruce, this sand sculpture is willing to give heads to [The End of the United States], what does it have to do with Long Yichen? Afterwards will only make people remember Long Yichen more.

But with Long Yichen's reminder, Bruce can only be careful.

He sent an agent and looked closely at a wave with a telescope...

"The kidnappers are gone! Definitely slipped away from another passage in the building! There are still more than 100 hostages in the bank, all strapped to bombs! "

The agent exclaimed in horror.

Brush!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Long Yichen.

Awe, admiration, admiration, rejoicing...

And the eyes that looked at Bruce were full of contempt and miscellaneous scolding.

This sand sculpture!

If Long Yichen hadn't seen through the trick of the end of the United States in time, and made a reminder, Bruce almost encountered an indecisive wave and sent a large number of police officers and detectives in to send people off...

Needless to say, the end of the United States must be secretly observing, as long as the police rush in, they will inevitably press the detonator and bury the hostages and police agents together in this Citibank building.

"What now?"

Bruce suffered heavy blows in a row, and his originally high-spirited expression also withered at this time, and he actually lowered his breath and asked Yu Long Yichen.

Long Yichen said lightly: "Here you are responsible, who do you ask?" "

Bruce choked on Long Yichen, and his face turned blue and white.

These words were just said by himself, and Long Yichen immediately used these words to scare back, there is no problem!

Xiao Bones was on the side, secretly glanced at Long Yichen, with a hint of admiration in his beautiful eyes!

Long Yichen just saved people + woke up in a wave, saving countless lives.

Although Xiao Bones is a cold beauty and does not understand the world, at least she is very kind!

She didn't want to see the streets of New York, where corpses were strewn and rivers of blood flowed.

"Long Yichen, if you have any good methods, just say it."

Xiao Bone glared at Long Yichen coquettishly, as if complaining about his ability being so strong, but at this critical moment, he did not say a word.

Watching Xiao Bones secretly send autumn waves to Long Yichen, Agent Bruce with a glass heart almost vomited blood in anger!

Paralysis!

This was supposed to be the occasion when I was a hero, and I was in charge here!

I also killed a kidnapper in a duel!

As a result, due to the god-level existence of Long Yichen, I was compared to a sand sculpture, not only did my subordinates not trust me and despise me, but even the beauty Xiao Bones were sending benefits to Long Yichen, with affection?

No, I can't stand this grievance!

Long Yichen glanced at Bruce, and also knew that in front of Lao Mei, he could not keep a low profile, he had to do things in a high profile, and he could do things more.

In this way, Lao Mei will recognize you and appreciate you.

Long Yichen secretly glanced at the gladiatorial arena.

Hulk, corpse on the spot.

But his soul is still in Long Yichen's hands!

That's right, this product was indeed a wave before his death, an outlaw one, and he thought he had obtained superpowers, and was the second Hulk.

But after he died, turned into a ghost...

Fell into the hands of Long Yichen!

Hehe.

This is more embarrassing.

As a forensic doctor of death, Long Yichen wants him to live, it is impossible to drop, but this product wants to go to hell and go where he should go, it all depends on the mood of Long Yichen Great Death!

He walked over to the Hulk corpse...

The ghost of the Hulk, who was actually unruly, pounced: "Kill you!" "

"Wang Baegg!"

Long Yichen flashed coldly! Hands up and down!

The Hulk ghost screamed.

White smoke came out of the body...

This ghost has already been cut off by Long Yichen's sword!

Ghosts in pain, ghosts crying, anguishly wanting to roll on the ground.

The pain of the soul being torn apart is definitely 100 times more painful than the body being hit hard.

Long Yichen was high above, and he stepped on the ghost of the "Hulk" under his feet, and the Grim Reaper scalpel turned into a scythe of death and placed it on the neck of the Hulk, and the hot Hulk smoked, and it was painful

"Quick! Get this damn thing away! Oh, my God! How can it hurt so much? "

In the crazy eyes of the Hulk, a trace of deep fear appeared in his soul.

Long Yichen said coldly, "Aren't you crazy? Isn't it a superpower? I want to scrape your soul piece by piece! Do you want to taste this taste? "

His Grim Reaper's scythe rubs against the face of the Hulk Ghost, the divine power possessed by the Grim Reaper, causing great damage to the ghost! Sizzle!

The Hulk howled in pain, "I obeyed!" I give up! "

"I'll only give you one chance. You have to know everything! "_

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