Chapter 6: Detective Bond

Guangzhou, a prosperous modern city, originally had nearly 100 underworld forces. In just one week, dozens of them were shoveled away by Meng Fan, and the remaining remaining forces also disappeared and faded out of the sight of ordinary people.

Meng Fan has become the patron saint of the city.

Walking on the street, Meng Fan is no different from an ordinary citizen. He can't see any difference from others. However, in the dark, Meng Fan is a cold-blooded killer who frightens the villains. He is ruthless, laughs at the slaughter, and sings tomb songs for the villains in the dripping blood.

Everything went well. Those fierce gangsters had no ability to counter their hands in front of Meng Fan, and even the well-equipped police were helpless.

However, too smoothly made Meng Fan a little uneasy. Meng Fan vaguely felt that behind the calm, an undercurrent was surging...

At 3 p.m. the next day, **Yufeifei, Guangzhou Airport.

"Damn, I'm really upset, second brother, hold an umbrella for me!" A middle-aged man with dark yellow hair, healthy and oily skin and fashionable clothes walked out of the airport slowly.

He held a cigar in his left hand, a cigar in his right hand, and two super-large cigars in his mouth. He stood at the gate of the airport and looked up at the dim sky. He looked dissatisfied and kept cursing, "Damn, what a JB bad weather? How can you catch up with such a damn weather? Second, damn, second, I asked you to hold an umbrella, do you hear me?"

He was followed by three 'bitter-faced' young people, with unusually uniform clothes, all of which were ordinary high school uniforms. One of them spread out his hands, cried, and said helplessly, "Team Chen, I came out in a hurry this time without an umbrella!"

"What did I say to you?" The middle-aged man known as Team Chen turned around, looked around at the three people with a straight face, and said solemnly, "In order to deal with the sudden situation, you must be fully prepared. You don't listen to me. How about now? Ah--? Do you want me to be watered? Also, how many times have I told you, my name is Chen Bond, Bond, Bond, Team Chen, what is Team Chen? Does such a tacky name match me?

The three young people seemed to be used to Chen's scolding and couldn't see anything wrong, but they seemed very helpless.

"Let's go!" Team Chen pulled off his coat and put it on his head. As he walked out, he said to himself impatiently, "I hope the old man has everything I need."

Team Chen, I don't want to live in the same room with Lao Si this time. He always steals my things invisibly."

"Team Chen, don't listen to Lao San. Isn't it just peeking at his limited edition photo magazine? Do you use it to hold grudges like this?

"Lao San, this is your fault. As the second brother, I must talk about you well. Isn't it just a few magazines? You peeked through the wall to see who took a shower. Didn't we say anything? Right, Team Chen."

"Chen, your grandmother's head, my name is Chen Bond, Bond!"

......

Half an hour later, Guangzhou Police Department.

"What?" Team Chen's eyes widened and stared at the opposite director, "What did I ask you to prepare on the phone yesterday? What about my presidential suite, wine, little girl and Ferrari? Ah? Did my Chen Bond's words fart?

The police chief was stunned for a long time, patted his head heavily, and finally woke up a little.

"Who are you?" The director said, "I did receive a phone call from a hooligan yesterday. Did you call me? Also, how did you get in? Where is my guard? Where's my secretary?"

"I haven't asked you yet, where's my girl?" Team Chen shouted, as if fire was going to spew fire in his eyes.

"Secretary, Secretary--" The director was finally annoyed and began to shout outside the door.

"Don't shout!" Team Chen made a NO gesture, "I'll go right away, let's go now!" Damn, is it easy for me to come from Beijing? I don't care about the murderer or the underworld. Second, third, fourth, and follow me!"

"Uh--" Among the three young people behind him, one young man was a little hesitant, "Team Chen, is this okay? We are here to carry out the mission. If we go back without catching anyone, we will be laughed at. It is said that our law enforcement team is incompetent. This hat is too big. Can our four brothers afford it?

"I will put up with it without a presidential suite, I will put up with it without wine, and I will put up with it without Ferrari. How can I live without girls?" Team Chen still has an angry color.

The director put on an expression of watching the double reed play. He didn't know what these people were talking about at all. Moreover, he counted back and there. In addition to himself, there were only three people in the room opposite. Where was the fourth person?

"Stop!" Suddenly, Team Chen pointed behind the director and shook his fingers.

"Hm?" The director turned his head doubtfully and looked behind his back. It didn't matter. At a glance, he was immediately stunned on the spot.

There is a rolled newspaper hanging behind it. Judging from the perspective and height of the newspaper, it should hit its own skull.

"Team Chen--" Suddenly, the newspaper spoke.

"Ghost--" The hall leader shouted and ran away.

A wisp of green smoke came out from the fingertips of the Chen team, like a small snake swimming in the air, winding quickly and tying the hall leader tightly.

Team Chen shook his hand, threw the director aside as if nothing had happened, and then scolded the newspaper, "Lao Si, do you want to die? He is a civil servant. What is the crime of attacking government personnel? Don't you fucking know?

"Oh."

In the suspended position of the newspaper, a human figure gradually emerged. He was in his twenties, with a handsome and slightly treacherous face, and a high school uniform that was extremely inconsistent with his age, which seemed a little strange.

"Team Chen, I just don't like this old man. I respect you the most." The man rolled the newspaper in his hand and patted it with a grappling face.

The director was tightly bound by the inexplicable smoke and unable to move. He was almost crying. Most importantly, he didn't know what the four strange people came from and what their intentions were.

Is it the devil?

"Hey, old man, you see!" Another young man with huge and ugly nostrils took out a piece of wrinkled paper from his arms and shook it in front of the director very freely.

He shook so fast that the director couldn't see the words on it at all. Only a bright red seal could barely see it clearly.

That is the seal of the State Council, and of course the well-informed director knows it.

Cold sweat suddenly flowed down the director's cheek.

"Hey, are you all right?" Team Chen squatted down and patted the director's face, "Did I tie it too tightly? I'm really sorry. That's what I looked like when Chen Bond was angry.

After saying that, he gently hooked his hand, and the smoke that tied the director seemed to have life, wrapped around his arm and inhaled into his body.

"You guys, are you really sent from above?" The director rubbed his slightly red arms and looked at the three people with lingering fear. The fear on his face had not completely subsided.

"Of course, don't worry, old man, we will definitely help you solve the problem!" The young man with huge nostrils patted the director on the shoulder boldly.

"Well, since it was sent from above, please."

"Okay, let's introduce ourselves." Team Chen sat on the office chair of the director and raised his legs carelessly. "My name is Chen Bond. Have you heard of the detective Bond? That's me. The three of them are the second, the third and the fourth. It's over!"

"What a second, Team Chen, this is too unpleasant. My name is Li Jian."

"I'm third, and my real name is Chendong."

"My name is Wang Guangbing."

"Also, he actually doesn't want Chen Bond." Finally, the three pointed to Team Chen and said with one voice, "His real name is Chen Chong."

"What Chen Chong?" Team Chen got up and frowned coldly, "Please call me my new name, Chen Bond, Bond Bond!" Do you understand?"

The director looked at these people's internal hussion and was confused.

"All right." At this time, Team Chen waved his hand impatiently and said, "Dear director, please prepare what I need before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning! Now, let's go to dinner."

The director listened to Team Chen's instructions and looked at the four people leaving the office in a daze, in a trance.

"Monster, it must be a monster! It seems that my mother is right. It's always right to believe in Buddhism. The director collapsed on the chair and was out of strength. Moreover, he vaguely felt that bigger trouble was coming soon.