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Rushing to Yang Luo, he raised his foot and wanted to kick him. Yang Luo waved his hand: "Stop!"
Surprisingly, the fat man's lifted foot really stopped in mid-air and did not kick down.
When people looked at Yang Luo suspiciously, they realized that he was holding a small green book in his hand dangling in front of the fat man, "Aren't you just suspicious of the origin of the gun? This is a gun certificate."
The fat man slowly put his foot down, took the notebook and opened it, his face changed from red to white again. His eyes were fixed on the words above, 'General Office of the Central Military Commission'. Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and his breathing was a little short.
What does this gun certificate indicate? It shows that the guy with mental problems in front of him has a lot of background. The gun is not only legal, but he can shoot all questionable targets without paying legal responsibility. Even if it is finally proved that the target he shot is innocent, it must be handled by the functional department of the Central Military Commission, and all other power departments have no right put one's oar in.
Fatty's hands began to tremble, Yang Luo smiled and stretched out two fingers to take the gun certificate: "Fatty! Can I go?"
The fat man nodded numbly, and Yang Luo patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Goodbye, buddy, I will definitely visit the pier when I have time."
The fat man heaved a sigh of relief watching Yang Luo leave. Just as he let go of his heart, the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped wildly, because he saw that psychopath returned.
Yang Luo came over and asked very seriously: "Fatty! I really don't look like a hooligan in this outfit?" The fatty nodded.
Yang Luo frowned and said, "You are a policeman, you must have caught a lot of hooligans, then tell me how to dress like a hooligan?" chaos".
Fatty looked sad and didn't know how to answer, Yang Luo waved his hand, "Forget it! I'll go back and study by myself." After speaking, he turned and left.
Bei Yinyao stood there watching Yang Luo disappeared into the crowd, feeling a little lost in her heart, as if she had lost something important, and her heart was empty.
This time the fat man was relieved when he saw Yang Luo completely disappear, and a police officer said, "Section Chief! The ID he showed you can't be fake."
The fat man glared at him: "I've been a police officer for so many fucking years, can't I even tell the truth from the fake?"
The police officer said innocently: "But I don't believe that this crazy gun is legal."
Fatty ignored him and walked to the corpse, feeling even more shocked, "Two kills with one shot."
The major came over and squatted down to check the deep bullet hole on the gangster's sun, "It should be a steel core bullet, otherwise it would not have such great penetrating power. Especially in that case, his precise judgment and shooting speed made me I admire it."
Fatty took a deep breath, "I don't know who he is."
The major thought for a while and said: "Without a military officer's certificate, but with a gun, and a gun certificate issued by the Central Military Commission, there is only one possibility. This guy used to be a soldier, and his status is very special. He must have a lot of secrets. The gun should be for his self-defense."
Fatty really regrets it now, wishing he could slap himself twice. Why don't you think about it, since people dare to take out the gun in front of the police, it proves that the gun is legal.
After Yang Luo walked out, he kept wandering in the street, muttering in his mouth: "What clothes should the hooligan wear? How should he look like?" Then he looked at the clothes on his body, "Is it true that I am dressed like this? Like?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com