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Chapter 51 Handling Opinions

Bang! Wang Fusheng punched Mr. Sun in the ribs. Mr. Sun, who was originally pinched and pressed against the wall, turned purple-red because of his congestion and redness. The Adam's apple rolled with a punch, seemed to have something to spit out, but because Wang Fusheng pinched his neck, his eyes suddenly bulged out.

The sound of bone cracks was accompanied by the collision between fists and Mr. Sun's body, which made everyone who heard the sound could not help but jump.

Bang! Wang Fusheng let go of the hand that was stuck with Mr. Sun's neck. However, the moment he let go, he punched Mr. Sun's other rib.

"Ah..." This time my neck was not stuck, and Mr. Sun screamed loudly. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he screamed. His body collapsed on the ground. He did not attend the regular meeting. Mr. Sun was not on the regular meeting. Wang Fusheng walked step by step towards the middle-aged policeman who pointed the gun at him.

"You... don't come over, don't come over. I have a gun, I have a gun." Seeing Wang Fusheng walking towards him like a god of killing, the middle-aged man's hand trembled even more, and his body kept retreating backwards. However, he just took a few steps and pressed against the wall behind him.

"Ah..." Looking at Wang Fusheng walking towards him, the middle-aged policeman's ability to withstand the maximum. The middle-aged policeman closed his eyes and began to pull the trigger in his hand.

"From the way." Zhao Huan, who was standing not far away, suddenly shrank and shouted loudly. I don't know whether this sentence was to remind his own people or to remind Wang Fusheng. However, while shouting this sentence, Zhao Huan came to his companion step by step. If Wang Fusheng's block was not considered in front of this national security personnel, it was the place where the policeman's gun was aimed at.

Bang! Puff! The gunshot and the sound of bullets hitting the body sounded together.

Knock! At the moment when the first shot sounded, when the middle-aged policeman wanted to continue pulling the trigger and firing the second shot, the middle-aged policeman's hand holding the gun became weirdly twisted at the same time. The sound of a broken bone was particularly harsh in the corridor surrounded by the sound of the gun.

"Ah..." After Wang Fusheng broke his hands for a few seconds, the middle-aged police officer screamed.

"What is the crime of attacking the national security?" Wang Fusheng ignored the screams of the middle-aged police officer and glanced at the trembling young police officer. Wang Fusheng lit a cigarette by the door of the ward. Looking at Zhao Huan who was covering his arms not far away, a hint of praise appeared in his originally cold eyes. Obviously, Zhao Huan's approach of being a bullet for his companions gave Wang Fusheng a hint of favor.

"That shot was fired at you, and you can obviously stop him in advance." Zhao Huan stared at Wang Fusheng with a gloomy face, but his gloomy eyes were incredible.

That's right, it's incredible. When the middle-aged police officer couldn't stand Wang Fusheng's constant screaming, Zhao Huan also knew that the middle-aged police officer was going to shoot. It was at that time that Zhao Huan saw Wang Fusheng's body shaking. He suddenly felt bad in his heart and stood in front of his teammates.

Then Zhao Huan saw an incredible scene. Wang Fusheng was still three meters away from the middle-aged police officer at that time, and it was difficult for ordinary people to avoid bullets. Wang Fusheng's figure seemed to shake, and this action appeared at the same time as the gunshot. Then Zhao Huan saw a phantom piercing through a phantom and shot towards him. Wang Fusheng, who had shaken his body, appeared in front of the middle-aged police officer while the phantom pierced by the bullets disappeared, and broke the other party's hands that wanted to fire the second shot.

A three-meter distance is easy to be crossed. However, if you want to avoid bullets, you can cross this distance almost instantly. Zhao Huan believes that he cannot do so quickly Wang Fusheng. What's more, when Wang Fusheng crossed this distance, he actually left a afterimage formed by the speed of too fast.

The human eye can capture clear images of objects with a speed of more than 0.1 seconds. In other words, afterimage will appear in the movement speed of objects with a speed of less than 0.1 seconds. Therefore, Wang Fusheng just crossed the distance of 3 meters within 0.1 seconds. And while having this speed, he also made the action of dodging bullets. What kind of non-humans can do this?

"Is that true? I don't think so. Besides, even if you don't block it, that shot will only hit him in the chest. It's still 2 cm away from his heart, and it won't be dead." Wang Fusheng spit out the gas sucked into his lungs, and the lingering blue smoke made Wang Fusheng's appearance look a little blurred.

"Stop calling, this is the hospital that disturbs the patient's rest." After taking another breath of cigarette, Wang Fusheng lit the toes on the howling middle-aged policeman's neck. The screaming middle-aged policeman fainted, and the young men who were originally lying on the ground closed their mouths when they heard Wang Fusheng's words.

"How to deal with this matter?" Guoan's expressions changed a little, and anger was burning in his eyes. Obviously, Wang Fusheng's irresponsible words angered them. However, Zhao Huan held back his anger and looked at Wang Fusheng and asked.

"You have to testify to me, he hit me first. I didn't fight back when that guy hit me a few times, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore before he fought back. According to the police officer's opinion, this matter usually happens to be coordinated and I just need to pay a little medical expenses." A smile appeared on Wang Fusheng's mouth. No matter how he looked at this smile, it made people feel a little cold.

"Martial Team."

"Wu Team." At this time, Wu An hurried over. Usually Wang Fusheng doesn't leave the house at night, so nothing happens. Wu An leads the team to monitor Wang Fusheng during the day, but Wu An didn't expect that this happened not long after he handed over the shift.

"Martial Team." Zhao Huan walked over and said a few words in Wu'an's ear, describing the situation at the scene. Although he didn't hear anything Zhao Huan said, after Wu'an heard the words, his eyes turned away from Wang Fusheng and looked at the police officer and Mr. Sun who were already unconscious, he could see that what Zhao Huan described should be facts, without adding fuel to the fire or having any prejudice against Wang Fusheng.

"How to deal with this matter?" Seeing the doctor taking away all the injured people for treatment, Wu An shook his finger at Wang Fusheng, and Wang Fusheng threw a cigarette over. The two stood in front of the ward and began to suck the clouds and fog. Opposite the two were the sign of prohibiting smoking.

"They were not seriously injured, but each person had three broken ribs. Mr. Sun broke six of them, and after he was connected, he would be fine. According to the police officer's opinion, such disputes were to pay some medical expenses in private. Since both parties were injured, we would treat their injuries. We would not compensate them, and naturally they would not pay the medical expenses. As for the police officer, he shot and shot you Guoan, I would bravely stop him from committing crimes. I don't want medals or something. How to deal with it is your business."

"Your surveillance period will be here in a few months. If something happens during this period, this period is likely to be extended." Wu An looked at Wang Fusheng and said lightly.

"Even if the surveillance period is up, will you withdraw cleanly?" Wang Fusheng showed a sarcastic smile on his face. A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu An's face. Obviously, this surveillance period has a deadline for ordinary retired special forces.

However, this period is obviously a bit inapplicable to Wang Fusheng. Even if Wang Fusheng did not have any problems during the surveillance period, the country would not be assured to let Wang Fusheng live freely. Because Wang Fusheng's previous achievements during his service were too shocking. Even if Wang Fusheng was monitored for the rest of his life, it would be normal.

"This matter is handled as you said. But now you live in a peaceful society, not a battlefield, and violence cannot solve all problems."

"I am working hard on the front line to create a safe and harmonious environment for the country. It is not to add some privileges to some people." Wang Fusheng glanced at Wu An, stretched out his two fingers to crush the cigarette butt, bounced his fingers into the trash can not far away, turned around and walked into the ward.

"Martial Team." Zhao Huan, whose arms were hanging up in another ward, stood up.

"If you are injured, sit down. Then dictate what happened just now and report it to me. How about the injury?" Wu An waved his hand and asked Zhao Huan to sit down.

"Put through the muscles and no bones hurt. It will be cured in a few days."

"Yeah, it's fine." Wu An nodded. There was silence in the room.

"I was wrong with the martial arts team." The silence in the room made Zhao Huan feel a little restless. After a while, Zhao Huan stood up and said with his head down.

"Oh, where was the wrong one?" Wu An looked at Zhao Huan lightly.

"You have told us to minimize conflicts between the surveillance target and other people. I didn't deal with the conflict just now. It is my negligence to let the surveillance target and other people have fierce fighting."

Because he didn't know about Wang Fusheng's affairs, Zhao Huan was a little unacceptable to Wu'an's orders to help Wang Fusheng deal with disputes with others, which seemed like a nanny. Therefore, even though Zhao Huan knew about the police officer's partiality just now, he did not help Wang Fusheng deal with this matter. However, Zhao Huan did not expect that Wang Fusheng, who seemed very ordinary, had such intense methods to solve the problem. And his strength was so terrifying.

"It's good to know that you're wrong. This goal is different from other goals. Otherwise, these things should be done by people in the army, not our Guoan. Do things seriously in the future. I don't want to see such things again." Seeing that Zhao Huan admitted his mistake and knew where he was wrong, Wu'an's tense face relaxed.

"Yes, Wu Team." Seeing that Wu An's face was no longer serious, Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter?" Wu An asked as hesitantly looked at Zhao Huan's face.

"Martial Team, who is that Wang Fusheng?" Zhao Huan asked hesitated.

"Zhao Huan pays attention to discipline." Wu An's face became tense again.

"I know the Discipline Army Team. I am just a little curious. He left behind a afterimage at a distance of three meters just now. It was a afterimage left because of speed. Without any equipment or light, he left behind the scenes and avoided the bullets shot." Since Zhao Huan asked, he also took the initiative, or he felt that Wu An's tone this time was not very serious.

"After shadow?" Wu An was stunned for a moment. Although he knew something about Wang Fusheng, Wu An didn't know anything. So without any equipment or light, he could leave a afterimage at a distance of three meters with the strength of his body alone. This is indeed a bit non-human.

You should know that even a top sports car has an acceleration process. The acceleration of three meters will leave a afterimage, which is indeed beyond Wu'an's understanding. Wu'an was also a little surprised. In fact, Wu'an's understanding is still a bit wrong. Wang Fusheng's aftermath did not have a three-meter acceleration distance. After the afterimage was left in place, Wang Fusheng only crossed a three-meter distance. If he knew that this was the case, then Wu'an would not be surprised to express his mood at this time.

"Don't ask this question in the future. You don't want me to violate discipline, right? As for Wang Fusheng, just follow the previous surveillance. Don't be too nervous, I will report this matter to the top." Wu An looked at Zhao Huan and said, then turned around and walked out.
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