Chapter 182 Super Hero

After Schenkov finished speaking, there was only the sound of wind and rain in the whole tea room, and there seemed to be an invisible wall pressing down in the air.

He suddenly came back to his senses, cold sweat soaked through his clothes unknowingly, thinking: I must be sick, what am I talking about?

The smile on Zhao Yiming's face disappeared, and he was as expressionless as a machine, without anger or smile, but it also looked more terrifying because of it.

Amir looked a little panicked and hurriedly cut ties with Schenkov: "Mr. Zhao, I support the cancellation of the operation. If he does this, I can't help it!"

Hong Quansheng didn't say anything, just closed his eyes silently.

Zhao Yiming slowly looked at Hong Quansheng, patted his hat off his lap, and burst into laughter: "Did you hear that? You are a villain who has done many evil things, and our great, glorious and just Director is not willing to let you go!"

"But I can understand it. After all, I just finished the press conference and made a promise to destroy the crow's nest. If you back out now, you will lose your face for the rest of your life."

That mysterious smile appeared on Zhao Yiming's face again. He hooked his tie with his index finger and pulled it off from the collar.

"Human beings are like this sometimes."

He said, wrapping the tie around his palm.

"The biggest difference between humans and machines is that machines can accurately calculate the pros and cons and make the best choice."

"Human beings are often carried away by some personal emotions and make foolish judgments."

He pulled hard and the tie turned into the shape of a rope in his hands.

Seeing the appearance of the tie, Schenkov's breathing became rapid and his eyes became dull.

"Ta, tap, tap" Zhao Yiming stood up and walked towards Schenkov, his leather shoes making a cold crisp sound when they came into contact with the floor.

The tea table is not big, and the distance between us is only a few steps, but it feels like we have walked a lifetime.

The sense of danger that hit his face made Schenkov break into a cold sweat. His shirt was soaked through, and his whole body felt chilly.

Quietly, Zhao Yiming came between Sichenkov and Hong Quansheng.

He leaned over and stuck out his head, looking face to face with Schenkov. The shadow of the backlight cast on his face, making his face blurry and only his ruthless eyes like cold-blooded animals could be seen.

At the same time, a terrible sense of oppression came from behind Schenkov. He knew that it was the man with the Chinese character face who had unfathomable strength standing behind him.

Schenkov was caught in the middle, like a captured prey. His whole body couldn't stop trembling. He wanted to speak, but his mind went blank. The words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Yiming held the knotted rope tied by his tie and said in a deep and unfathomable tone: "Since the director doesn't give face, don't blame me for being ruthless."

In an instant, a trembling sensation exploded all over his body, as if there was an electric current flowing through his body, a tingling sensation, and a numbness of fear.

Just when Schenkov was about to become paralyzed with fear, a sudden change occurred.

Zhao Yiming suddenly wrapped the tie around Hong Quansheng's neck, held it tightly, and strangled him to death.

Hong Quansheng's face turned red quickly, but he seemed to have already anticipated his fate. He closed his eyes and did not resist, letting Zhao Yiming kill him in pain.

Schenkov and Amir were both frightened and subconsciously stood up and retreated, tripping over their chairs.

The mayor of the city, the director of the general public security bureau, and two important government officials just sat on the ground and watched helplessly as Hong Quan Sheng was strangled to death.

Zhao Yiming's face was calm, and his tone was like killing a chicken: "Xiao Hong, it's okay, be patient, it will be over soon."

Although Hong Quansheng did not resist, the human body has an instinctive desire to survive. When he was strangled until his face turned red and he lost consciousness, his body struggled uncontrollably.

Zhao Yiming was not an extraordinary person, and the power erupted from the human body when it was dying was very great. He was quickly pushed to the ground by Hong Quansheng who was struggling crazily.

Zhao Yiming put his knee on Hong Quansheng's back and continued to strangle him. His lips were pursed tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

The two well-dressed gentlemen were like gladiators in the arena at this time. They were primitive and brutal. They were fighting together. The overturned teacup fell on them and left large stains on them. One of their shoes was knocked off.

The tie was of high quality, and Hong Quansheng, who was suffering from severe hypoxia, was unable to break it. His face turned purple, nosebleeds gushed out, and his saliva flowed erratically, and his hands were waving irregularly in the air.

In the end, his struggles became smaller and smaller, and his tense body suddenly relaxed, and there was no movement at all.

At this moment, Amir and Schenkov were completely frightened.

Crow's Nest, the border king for eight consecutive years, their big boss Hong Quan Sheng was strangled to death like a dog.

Zhao Yiming threw away Hong Quansheng's body and stood up unsteadily. He was exhausted from excessive exertion and almost fell backwards.

The man with the Chinese character's face supported him in time and said calmly: "Mr. Zhao, it's time to exercise."

Zhao Yiming threw away his tie, stroked the blood stains caused by the sad friction, and laughed heartily at Amir and Schenkov: "I've lost my temper. It's been too long since I've gone to the gym."

He sat back in his chair and drank several cups of cooled tea. He unbuttoned his shirt and breathed some air: "Why are Hudu sitting on the floor? Let's continue drinking tea."

The man with the Chinese character’s face looked like he was carrying two little chickens. He picked up Amir and Schenkov and put them back in their seats.

Zhao Yiming pointed to Hong Quansheng's body and said with a smile: "Mr. Director, take him back to receive his merits. I will give you ten additional heads, all from the top of the Crow's Nest."

"Huh?" Schenkov was in a daze and didn't understand what this meant.

Zhao Yiming touched his chin, thoughtfully: "'The new director of the General Public Security Bureau bravely rushed to the border, killed the leader of the Crow's Nest on the spot, and defended the dignity of Crescent City.' How does this news headline sound?"

The man with the Chinese character's face answered: "It feels a bit long and a bit old-fashioned. Why not write it as "Shocked! Drastic changes at the border, Schenkov single-handedly kills Hong Quan Sheng!"

Zhao Yiming laughed loudly: "Okay, let's use this title."

He looked at Amir and asked seriously: "Mr. City Speaker, is this at least a first-class personal achievement?"

Amir came back to his senses and responded submissively: "First-class merit, absolutely. It can even be rated as a personal special merit."

Zhao Yiming clapped his hands and said in a congratulatory tone: "Congratulations, Mr. Director, you are now a super hero of the Crescent City Public Security Bureau!"

At this point, his smile became mysterious again: "Then the question is, how do you want to receive this medal?"

One medal for special merit is issued to a living person, and nine medals are issued to a deceased person.

You, Schenkov, how do you want to get it?

Hong Quansheng's body was next to him, and facing Zhao Yiming's mysterious smile, Schenkov had already lost his temper.

He picked up the tea cup with trembling hands, lowered his eyes and lowered the cup in silent respect to Zhao Yiming.

"Hahaha, the director is so polite." Zhao Yiming asked Amir to return the favor to Schenkov, "Today we will have tea instead of wine to honor our super hero!"

After the three of them finished drinking tea, Zhao Yiming said to the man with the Chinese character face: "Go and call Ale in."

Not long after, the man with a Chinese character brought back a young man who nodded and lowered his eyebrows.

The young man bowed to the three people present in turn: "Mr. Zhao, two distinguished guests, good evening."

Zhao Yiming said slowly: "Let me introduce you to Hong Chenle, Hong Quansheng's adopted son. You can just call him Ale."

"Ale, your adoptive father is gone, and the crow's nest cannot be left unattended. From now on, you will take the position of leader."

Hong Chenle didn't even look at Hong Quansheng's body next to him. He looked secretly happy and couldn't contain his excitement in his tone: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your support!"

Zhao Yiming said sincerely: "Do things well in the future. If you have any doubts, ask more questions. Don't always make your own decisions like your adoptive father. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Hong Chenle responded repeatedly.

Zhao Yiming raised two fingers and said, "I have two more things to tell you."

"First of all, in this year's King Selection, I have met with people from Iron Blood and Black Realm. What you Crow's Nest has done recently is embarrassing. We have no shame to support you even if we want to. You should step down first."

"This year's "Border King" will be given to the Dead Gang. I have spoken to the leaders of various large groups and they are all very cooperative. Let's stabilize this year first. "

Hong Chenle asked cautiously: "I follow Mr. Zhao's arrangements, but what about the wolf attack? They will definitely not recognize this result."

Zhao Yiming looked a little unhappy: "In the past, there were three families fighting against each other, but now there are two families fighting against one another. What do you want me to do?"

Hong Chenle quickly said: "I understand, I will not let Mr. Zhao down!"

Zhao Yiming took a sip of tea and continued: "The second thing is the new mercenary who has emerged recently, Su Mo."

Upon hearing the mention of Sumer, Schenkov pricked up his ears.

Zhao Yiming: "Yesterday, Hong Quansheng sent people to ambush Su Mo in the inner city, only to be killed. It's really embarrassing."

Hong Chenle made a motion of slitting his throat and asked tentatively: "Should I mobilize all the Crow's Nest elites to kill him this time?"

Zhao Yiming shook his head: "That's not what I meant. I want none of you to touch him."

"The information I have here says that Su Mo is the bearer of the Crazy Blood Code, and his strength is only "Awakened High Level", but there is something strange about the fact that he can single-handedly kill an opponent of "Critical Elementary Level". "

Hong Chenle reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, any power is not absolute, but depends on the person who uses the power. It is not uncommon for low-level people to kill high-level people."

Zhao Yiming nodded: "I know it's not uncommon. If Su Mo has the ability to "upgrade to a high level" and rely on experience and skills to counterattack opponents who are "critical to a basic level", I won't care. "

"But it's a bit incredible for this young man to cross four small levels in a row and kill an opponent two levels higher than himself."

Hong Chenle: "Mr. Zhao, what is your judgment?"

Zhao Yiming: "There are two situations. Either there is a problem with the intelligence, and Su Mo's strength is seriously misjudged."

"Either." He narrowed his eyes and his tone became playful, "Su Mo has some unknown power."

"Anyway, I want to keep this person under observation and see how he grows."

"Go back and say hello to your subordinates and other group bosses, and don't cause trouble for him again."

Hong Chen nodded happily: "I understand."

Zhao Yiming stood up and said, "Let's do this for today. Both the mayor and the director are very busy people, so I'll give them a go."

A week later, the Public Security Bureau of Crescent City Municipal Center held another press conference.

Schenkov officially announced that the liquidation plan against Crow's Nest had achieved initial victory. The group leader Hong Quan Sheng and ten Crow's Nest leaders were killed, and the "Crow Hunting Operation" came to a successful conclusion.

The outside world is completely confused.

Everyone thought that this would be a massive battle, with all kinds of armored artillery and extraordinary beings heading to the border. There were floating gunboats and drones everywhere in the sky, and the security forces and thugs were killing each other like rivers of blood.

Why did it end so suddenly?

Not only the outside world, but also those within the Public Security Bureau are confused.

Everyone asked each other, but it seemed that they had not heard about which troops were dispatched.

But let’s just say that there was no beating. Hong Quansheng was indeed dead and the body was brought back. It was verified that it was indeed him. This is an indisputable fact.

At one time, they were sent to the fourth anti-violence class and then to the militia reserve force. No one knew what was going on.

If you ask your superiors, you will get only one answer - it's confidential, don't ask.

At the press conference, reporters were answering questions with Schenkov.

Reporter: "Mr. Director, there is news that you killed Hong Quansheng, the leader of the Crow's Nest, and won a personal special merit. Is this news accurate?"

Schenkov: "To be more precise, it was the result of everyone fighting side by side. I pushed Hong Quansheng into the corner alone in the melee and finally shot him to death. This special merit cannot be achieved without the help of my comrades."

Reporter: "According to our sources, no one in the border area witnessed the exchange of fire between the security forces and the Crow's Nest. What is your explanation for this?"

Schenkov: "In order to reduce casualties and achieve the goal with minimal losses, we adopted a surgical scalpel-style precise beheading operation. It is normal that no one witnessed the exchange of fire because the entire operation was concealed."

Reporter: "How many troops were involved in Operation Crow Hunt? Where did the fighting break out?"

Schenkov: "In order to protect the privacy of the soldiers, it is not convenient to disclose any details of the operation."

Reporter: "It is reported that after Hong Quansheng's death, his adopted son Hong Chenle took over the group, and the Crow's Nest was not destroyed. What do you think of this? Do you think this operation was a failure or a success?"

Schenkov: "I think this operation was a complete success, no doubt about it."

"As the founder of Crow's Nest, Hong Quansheng's death is a heavy blow to Crow's Nest. We have effectively deterred the arrogance of violent groups, and justice has been served in Crescent City."

"The fact that the Crow's Nest was not destroyed was an expected result. They are deeply entrenched on the border. The original goal of Operation Crow Hunt was only to clear out the Crow's Nest leaders, rather than to eliminate them all at once. Continuous attacks will continue in the future. "

"As for Hong Chenle, I don't know much about this person, but he has been included in the key watch list."

"The Public Security Bureau will continue to faithfully fulfill its mission and protect the safety of the citizens of Crescent City in the future. I'll end today's Q&A and take my leave."

Schenkov left without looking back.

"Mr. Director! Mr. Director!" Reporters rushed up to ask for more information, but no one received a response.

Schenkov walked straight into the office building and disappeared from everyone's sight. The municipal garrison soldiers on the scene also began to guide reporters to exit in an orderly manner.

It had been raining heavily for a week in Crescent City, and the weather had just cleared up.

All the truths of recent days were lost in the illusory rainbow in the sky along with the heavy rain.