Chapter 139: Transactions Are Everywhere!

  "Pffft!"

  A small mouth with a hint of seduction spat out a fish bone and asked casually: "Which unit is that?"

  "Report. We are from the Wu Zhi Branch Bureau." Lao Tie replied frankly. At this time, he also put away his own little thoughts and didn't dare to play any tricks with people again.

  These people want your information and can get it done with just one phone call. Trying to deceive them is futile and will only lead to more trouble.

  "Got it. I'll complain to your supervisor." He said while picking up a piece of pickled mustard green with his chopsticks from the spicy pot.

  "Yes."

  "Besides, it was his car that I crashed into and the person I beat up. Because he interfered with my official business." Li Qing pointed at him with his chopsticks.

  "Yes. I understand. I understand." Old Iron nodded repeatedly.

  "Affect your official business? What official business of yours have I affected?" Li Qingyang said with a wronged expression.

  He didn't provoke anyone or offend anyone while chatting with others. You came and knocked people out. Do you think this affects your official duties?

  How can this sentence be said in reverse?

  Seeing Li Qingyang still wanting to refute, Lao Tie quickly gave him a look, signaling him not to make a sound. This guy, even if he wants to die himself, shouldn't drag others down with him.

  "I've said all I need to say. You can leave now." He said without even lifting his head, not even giving them a proper look.

  "Yes." Lao Tie replied. He shouted to his subordinates: "Withdraw."

  A group of people rushed out, running until they reached the entrance of the restaurant, where Lao Tie finally let out a sigh of relief and his face returned to normal.

  "Old Iron, what's the story with that woman? Why did you let them go? What's that thing on the sign? I've never seen anything like it before?" Li Qing said discontentedly.

  "Qing Yang, you've kicked an iron plate this time." Old Iron sighed. He was somewhat dissatisfied with Li Qingyang in his heart. This kid almost got him killed.

  But because I will need his help in the future, I can only endure and talk to him patiently.

  "How did you end up kicking the iron plate? Did they break the law and nothing happened? My car is ruined, and I was beaten by him - is that just going to be the end of it?" Li Qingyang said angrily. "Old Iron, tell me the truth, if you can't handle this matter, I'll find someone else to come over."

  "Qing Yang, to be honest with you, I really can't handle this matter. No one can handle it." Old Iron took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them around to his brothers, then lit one up and said.

  Li Qingyang was taken aback, then calmed down. He took a cigarette from Lao Tie's hand, lit it and asked: "What's with that brand? Why did you react so strongly?"

  "Yes. Captain, you suddenly shouted 'Attention' and I was stunned."

  "Aren't we too stupid? We came to bother people and didn't expect to be shown the door with a bow."

  "Do you know Lao Mao?" Old Iron asked.

  "I know. The one in your yard, tall and sturdy like an iron tower. You've been to my house with him before." Li Qing said with a nod.

  "He later joined the special forces. That's our Yanjing's ace unit, the Lijian Unit." Old Iron said to Li Qingyang.

  "Is this woman one of Lì Jiàn's people?" Li Qing asked in surprise. If she was indeed one of Lì Jiàn's people, it would be unwise to make a move on her. Lì Jiàn's boss was notorious for being extremely protective of his subordinates; whoever dared to touch his people would have to deal with him endlessly.

  The old iron shook his head and said, "No."

  "What kind of person is that? Captain, don't be in a hurry to smoke, tell us clearly once and for all!" A young policeman said with an anxious face. They liked listening to the heroic stories of these special forces the most.

  "Are you guys always sticking your noses in, blaming me?" Old Iron said with a bad tone: "A while ago, Old Cat suddenly disappeared and came back after half a year. After coming back, he was full of resentment and invited me to his house for a drink. I asked him what's wrong, but at first, he didn't say anything. In the end, when we got drunk, he poured out his troubles to me."

  "He told me that during the time he disappeared, he actually went to participate in a special forces selection. The elite team carefully selected 100 people for six months of devilish training, and only one person was lucky enough to be selected at the end. The other 99 people all returned home, including Old Cat."

  Everyone took a cold breath. A 1% admission rate, isn't that too terrifying?

  Moreover, the Sharp Arrow was originally a national elite special operations unit and also world-renowned. The elites of an elite unit went to participate in the selection, but only one person was selected, what does this imply?

  "Are you scared? It's said that not a single person was selected from their unit of one hundred people the year before. Their commander was furious, and when they came back, he trained them to death."

  "I was very curious at the time, so I asked him which unit he belonged to and why it was so strict. The kid had drunk too much wine and didn't have a filter on his mouth anymore. He said that it might be one of the three most mysterious units in the country. He himself wasn't even sure which one."

  "Three Branches of Troops?"

  "Yes. Their code names are Shenwei and Tianwei. There are very few of them, but each one is an elite, capable of taking on a hundred alone. The assessment standard for Lao Mao's team was to have ten people attack a special forces operative from the Tianwei faction. No matter what method they used, as long as they could take him down, it would be fine. In the end, all ten members of their team were taken down by others."

  "The last special forces team is called Dragon's Breath. It is a team with the totem of Huaxia country as its code name. This team is the most mysterious, and its strength is also the most astonishing. Only heard of its name, but never seen its people."

  "Could it be that the woman is Long Xi? I clearly saw a dragon character on the sign in her hand." someone said with lingering fear.

  Lao Tie shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. I heard Lao Mao say before that these three troops were all established by a person with the surname Long. So, the identity cards they use all have a dragon character on them. The difference is in the color of the card. As for how to distinguish between them specifically, I'm not clear about that either. Lao Mao didn't say either. He also heard it from some comrades during training."

  The young policeman said with a happy face: "Fortunately, the captain knows this brand, otherwise it would be troublesome."

  "Yes. If I hadn't intervened, she would have directly hit the person next. That's just their way of showing their identity. If you still don't know what's good for you, even if they beat you up, it's all in vain. There's also a possibility that they'll send you to a military court." Old Iron said with a glance at Li Qingyang.

  "But captain, we don't have to salute her either." someone said.

  "Do you know what level they are? Even our director has to salute them when he sees them. What dish do we count as?"

  "Captain, they're out." a policeman whispered.

  "Quick retreat." Lao Tie galloped away, leading a group of people into a small alley next to them, not daring to show their heads.

  Sitting in the car, Qin Luo had a hesitant expression.

  "What did you want to say?" He asked while driving the Hummer extremely fast.

  "Can I take a look at your name tag? I didn't get a good look earlier." Qin Luo said with embarrassment.

  He stretched out his hand and put the sign into Qin Luo's hands.

  It's still warm in hand, possibly due to body heat. There is also a faint scent on it, which might be the person's body odor.

  The plaque may be made of copper or some other unknown material, very heavy. It also feels very textured to the touch. There is a circle of floral patterns around it, with a dragon character in the middle. The dragon character is red, like the color of fresh blood. The back side is simpler, with only three small characters.

  Dragon's Breath: Departure.

  This made Qin Luo's wish to guess his identity from this nameplate fall through.

  "Haha, this brand looks pretty good." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  She gave him a sideways glance and didn't say anything.

  Seeing that he was being ignored, Qin Luo still had the nerve to express his thoughts and asked: "Can I have a plaque like this?"

  He has wanted to say this for a long time, and it's really suffocating to keep it in his heart.

  You think, if next time there are police coming to find fault again, put this sign in front of them. Those guys won't have to salute him obediently?

  Just thinking about it made Qin Luo feel extremely excited.

  "In your dreams." A blunt and straightforward rejection.

  "I'm just saying it casually. I didn't really want it." Qin Luo said hypocritically. In fact, he wanted it desperately in his heart.

  "It's not like I really wanted to anyway." His words were always so venomous. This reminded Qin Luo of Wang Jiujiu.

  We are all girls in our early twenties, with the same youthful years. Let's take a look at how others become women?

  Unintentionally thought of Wang Jiujin dragging Li Qingyang to crash into the mirror, quickly switching scenes in my mind.

  These days, it's popular for men to knit sweaters and women to play mahjong. Men are becoming less like men, and women are becoming less like women.

  Qin Luo looked at the right hand wearing a glove and suddenly asked, "Has your right hand been injured before?"

  "People like us, who doesn't have scars on their body?" Lidi said indifferently.

  "Is there still something on your body?" Qin Luo's eyes widened.

  "What do you want to do?" Qin Luo asked cautiously.

  "Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean for you to take off your clothes and show me." Qin Luo realized that his words could easily be misinterpreted, so he quickly explained.

  "What do you want to do?" Li asked.

  "I mean, a woman with an extra scar on her hand - it's somewhat unsightly. What do you think?" Qin Luo asked back.

  Silent departure.

  If it didn't affect her appearance, she wouldn't cover up her wound with gloves all day.

  She is a specially trained member of Long Xi, having been through a hundred battles and being invincible. However, the premise is that she is first and foremost a woman.

  Which woman doesn't want herself to be beautiful? Which woman likes having shocking scars on her body?

  "Actually, I can get rid of the scars on your hands. A real removal, without leaving any marks." Qin Luo said.

  Her face lit up with joy. She turned her head and looked at Qin Luo, asking: "Really?"

  "Really." Qin Luo nodded.

  "Then hurry up and treat me," Lidi said.

  "But that medicine... is a bit expensive." Qin Luo said cautiously after glancing at Li.

  "How much?" Lidi asked.

  "What's the point of talking about money? It's too hurtful." Qin Luo said with a face full of indignation.

  "Right. Which department issued your card? Can I go apply for one?"

  I saw that some friends are urging for updates, and I'm also anxious. However, I'm clear about my own writing state. For the next two days, I'll maintain a speed of two updates per day, and then accelerate later on.