My ancestors were all villains, yet I became a superhuman police officer!

Chapter 38: A 67-year-old hand-crafting a fried dough stick?

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

These numbers, she could happily recite them as soon as she was born.

At this moment, however, it is chilling.

An Yang turned to look at Zhou Liangpeng.

After a brief eye contact, Zhou Liangpeng covered Zhou Yueyue's eyes with his large hand.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Zhou Yueyue understood that the countdown was about to end.

Although she couldn't stop crying, she nodded frantically.

"Yeah, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything..."

same,

Almost everyone outside had their eyes tightly shut!

Every nerve cell in his body was taut, waiting for the impending explosion!

The old director, Lu Yimin, was now weeping uncontrollably.

It wasn't because he was about to lose an excellent subordinate, but because the person he was about to lose was the son of an old friend!

If possible, he would rather be himself in that building right now!

same,

Deputy Director Liu Huai clutched his chest tightly, feeling as if even breathing had become a luxury!

And Xiao Lin,

She could no longer stand steadily; she staggered as if she might fall at any moment!

"Anyang... Anyang..."

Even the shouts became weak and powerless.

Inside the car, He Zhixing closed his eyes tightly and held his breath.

In all his years as a police officer, he had never felt so powerless!

Professor Liang, sitting next to him, could clearly hear the squeaking of his back molars!

When He Zhixing looked up again...

Those reddened eyes held not only ferocity, but also boundless rage!

"Everyone! Listen up!"

"The person who placed the fake flyers is right here! Right next to us!"

"Today, whatever the outcome, if we let this person leave unscathed, we will have let down Anyang and the uniforms we wear!"

"Find him! Find him for me!"

"If he runs away today, I'll be the first to resign!!"

After the command was issued,

The previously silent earpiece began to ring out with replies one after another.

Powerful and resounding!

"yes!"

"yes!"

"yes!!"

Wang Shih-hao, however, was completely oblivious to the camera's focus.

At this moment, he was completely in a state of excitement!

His eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth stretched into an exaggerated grin!

"Three! Two! One!"

"Die! All of you, die! Hahahaha..."

Click!

Just as Wang Shih-hao counted down one,

An Yang plunged the screwdriver in his hand into the yellow plastic block in front of him!

number!

Freeze!

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be put on pause.

Inside the building, An Yang remained motionless.

Zhou Liangpeng and Zhou Yueyue remained completely still!

outside,

Everyone maintained almost the same posture.

Not moving at all!

It was only a moment, but it felt like it lasted so long!

It was so long that no one wanted to open their eyes again!

Until a voice rang in everyone's earpieces,

"It's over, Captain Zhou. Your chance to become a martyr is gone."

The voice sounded as if it were under some kind of spell.

It seeped into everyone's minds through their earpieces.

Roll, jump!

It poured down from above, washing over every cell in their bodies!

at last,

"ah!!!"

All the police officers present raised their hands high and shouted!

Lu Yimin and Liu Huai

He looked up abruptly, his two old eyes staring blankly at the building, but he couldn't utter a sound for a long time!

He Zhixing, being an impatient person, rushed out of the car and pressed the intercom button!

"Zhou Liangpeng? Zhou Liangpeng! You answer me!"

"Has the bomb been defused in Anyang? Speak up!"

Sizzle,

After a brief hiss of electricity, came Zhou Liangpeng's weak voice, as if he had miraculously survived.

"Report, Anyang has completed... bomb disposal."

"Danger...all cleared!!"

Hahahahaha!

He Zhixing, a deputy director, was laughing like a madman.

Professor Liang, who was next to him, also looked incredulous!

"This is terrible, absolutely terrible!"

"To complete this kind of blind order splitting in just one minute, this Anyang guy is simply a genius!"

"No, I have to go see him."

The old man, over sixty years old, insisted on walking into the building, leaning on his cane.

"Professor Liang, please wait a moment, the order form is still inside."

To everyone's surprise, Professor Liang waved his hand.

"The detonator was punctured; that thing is just a pile of mud now!"

After hearing him say that,

Lu Yimin immediately gave the order.

"The rest of you, continue to maintain order at the scene. Xiao Lin, come with me."

he knows,

The person who most wants to see Anyang safe and sound right now is Xiao Lin, who is already sobbing uncontrollably.

Fifth floor,

Inside the beauty store.

Zhou Liangpeng, who had survived the ordeal, stood up, leaning on the counter for support.

After just one glance between the two,

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed.

He was laughing hysterically.

Zhou Liangpeng laughed until his stomach cramped, then he hugged An Yang tightly.

"Thank you, bro!"

An Yang patted Zhou Liangpeng on the shoulder.

"I'm a practical person; I don't accept verbal promises."

"You have to treat me to a big meal after you complete the mission, a seafood feast is a must."

Although he still acts cheeky,

But only Zhou Liangpeng knew that his back was completely soaked!

It took Zhou Yueyue a while to calm down before she slowly removed the coil from her neck.

"Even if my brother won't treat me, I'll treat you to a meal, I'd treat you for the rest of my life!"

It's hard to imagine.

Even though he was only about the same age as me, he risked his life to save me!

After a brief respite,

Zhou Liangpeng focused his gaze on the yellow plastic block on the counter.

"Yoko, if I remember correctly, didn't you just say that you made this thing when you were a kid?"

"hold head high."

An Yang nodded.

"When were you?"

"Hmm... around six or seven years old?"

Gudong.

Zhou Liangpeng's throat moved.

"How old?! Six or seven?"

"I was still wearing open-crotch pants when I was six or seven, and you were already researching this stuff?"

Anyang also found it unbelievable.

"Who would research this thing if they weren't just bored?"

Listen to it.

What kind of Versailles speech is this?

Even if you want to do research, you need to have the brains to do it.

"No, Yoko, you just started manually creating the order book without any guidance?"

"Yes, I have."

"Who?"

"My eldest uncle."

"you……"

Zhou Liangpeng got stuck on his question.

"Did your uncle teach you this?"

Putting aside the pros and cons for now, my uncle is, after all, family from Anyang.

Therefore, Zhou Liangpeng should not speculate on his uncle's motives.

However, Anyang remained quite calm.

"It feels like everyone in my family, except my dad, dotes on me."

"When my uncle taught me, he said I would definitely need it in the future."

Got it!

It seems that I owe a large part of the credit for being rescued today to my uncle in Anyang.

Da da da.

We were chatting when we heard hurried footsteps at the door.

"Anyang? Anyang! Ancestor, are you alright?"

Lu Yimin rushed in.

Without saying a word, the first thing to do is to determine if An Yang is missing any parts.

After confirming that Anyang is still intact,

Lu Yimin clutched his chest and leaned against the counter.

"Yang, I'm retiring soon, but I feel like I won't be able to hold on until then."

"If you go on a few more missions, I reckon my heart condition will be incurable!"

Anyang chuckled.

"Nothing's wrong now."

He's fine.

But the one standing silently at the door didn't look so good.

He had a black face the whole time.

If looks could kill...

Anyang today is already riddled with holes!

"Captain Xiao, are you crying again?"