Chapter 1174 Harassment is coming again (fourth update, please vote for me)

Just then, a stretched Rolls-Royce stopped.

Several strange people came up and down, one of them was the old woman who harassed Chen Zhao today.

When Luo Keke saw Chen Zhao standing outside the car smoking, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Hi handsome."

Chen Zhao immediately grabbed Bolton, who was about to call the police station: "Mr. Bolton, this woman harassed me today."

Seeing Chen Zhao's fearful expression, Bolton suddenly felt a little funny.

"She? Has she harassed you?" Bolton expressed doubts about Chen Zhao's words.

"Handsome boy, don't say harassment is so unpleasant. I just want to have a romantic love relationship with you." Luo Keke looked at Chen Zhao seriously.

Chen Zhao had a look of despair on his face, and Bolton believed him.

Because he felt goosebumps when he heard this sentence.

An old woman with one foot in the coffin said this, which is really very lethal.

This is not to say that women and the elderly are disrespectful, but because of human instinct.

Like Chen Zhao and Wright, although they often joke.

But it was just a joke, and Wright wouldn't really want to sleep with her grandson and great-grandson's friends.

So their jokes will seem natural.

But Chen Zhao really saw desire in this old woman's eyes.

"Rococo." He couldn't stand it anymore and came to Chen Zhao at the same time: "Sir, I apologize to you for her words and deeds."

Chen Zhao's smile was a little forced. He really didn't want to have contact with Luo Keke anymore.

"Handsome guy, can you leave me your phone number?"

"No! I don't know you." Chen Zhao was so frightened that he stepped back.

"Rococo, don't forget what we are here for." Low Mass scolded.

"Okay, okay." Luo Keke shrugged helplessly and looked at Chen Zhao: "Handsome guy, I will find you after I return to the hotel. By the way, you live downstairs, right."

Bolton looked at the people in front of him, and he found that there were four young men following the two old women, and these four men all had blond hair, handsome appearance, strong and tall figures.

This made him wonder that these four people were not fools by the two of them.

Why do these four men carry swords?

However, the swords in their hands are very beautiful, probably for decoration.

"Are you the police here?" Arthur walked up to Bolton and asked.

"Yes, how can I help you?"

At this time, Arthur took out an ID: "We are from MI6."

MI6 is the British military intelligence six.

As the strongest ally of the United States, the British MI6 and the American CIA also have very deep cooperation.

Both sides have the authority to operate on the other side's territory.

Of course, this is after reporting to the other party's intelligence department.

Burton was a little confused, British MI6?

What are they doing to themselves?

Chen Zhao also looked at the people in front of him with twinkling eyes.

Putting aside the two old women, these four people seemed to be exuding magic power.

Especially the exquisite and gorgeous swords in their hands seem to be magic props.

"We need to see those charred bodies."

"Burned corpses? Are you talking about case FB-1244?"

"That's right." Arthur nodded: "We have obtained the report and permission from the CIA. We have received reliable information that the murderer in this case is probably carrying out some unknown evil plan."

"What evil plan?" Bolton asked.

Chen Zhao rubbed his nose. He just wanted to kill people to vent his anger. Is this an evil plan?

Did they make a mistake?

"You don't need to know this, we are going to see those bodies now."

"Is it some kind of cult ritual?" Bolton asked.

Everyone looked at Bolton in surprise: "You know?"

"I guessed that it was indeed a ritual of a cult. Was it to summon some demon or something?" Bolton said: "I once saw a file. Fourteen years ago, a cult murder occurred in New York. The so-called demon incident, this time must be the same as that one, are you taking the body somewhere?"

Arthur shook his head: "No, we won't take him anywhere. We just want to guard the body and ensure that Zhou Qian's body will not be stolen. At the same time, if the murderer appears, we will subdue it."

"I think you are late. The murderer committed another murder in the police station just now." Bolton said, "And after he killed someone, he ran away."

When Rococo, Hibiscus and the four guardian knights heard Bolton's words, their expressions changed instantly.

"You mean the murderer broke into the police station, killed people, and then walked away?"

"Yes, the murderer first destroyed the power supply of the police station and then broke in." Bolton explained.

He wanted to find an excuse for the failure of himself and his colleagues in the police department.

"Oops, hurry up and take us to see those corpses."

"Does this have anything to do with the evil ritual you mentioned?"

"It didn't matter at first, but now it's crucial."

"I still don't understand."

"The murderer wanted to create an evil creature called the Thousand-Faced Demon."

"Are you kidding me?" Bolton obviously didn't believe it.

Even Chen Zhao thought Arthur was joking.

He, the person involved, doesn’t even know the mastermind behind the scenes.

"I'm not kidding. The Thousand-faced Demon Spirit needs a large number of souls full of sin, tortures them in a cruel way, and magnifies their resentment a hundred times before death, and finally burns them to death with the flames of sin, and it's To be burned to death together, all sinful souls will eventually be reborn in the flames of hell and be forged into one body by the flames. This kind of evil creature has appeared more than once in history."

"Are you really from MI6? Are you a liar? Or maybe you just came out of a mental hospital."

Arthur suddenly drew his sword, but instead of slashing at Bolton, he slashed at a car next to him.

The sword edge flashed past, and the body of the car was cut open with a sword.

Arthur looked at Burton, who was grinning from ear to ear: "Do you think people in mental hospitals have this ability?"

"Sir, you cut my car open..." Chen Zhao was speechless. If you want to do an experiment, should you also consider other people's feelings?

"Are you still here?" Arthur asked knowingly.

Chen Zhao is very depressed, can I just stand here all the time?

"You...what you just said is true?" Bolton asked in disbelief.

"Do you still think I'm joking?"

"Hey, hey, don't ignore me."

Arthur glanced at Chen Zhao, then at the car he cut open: "You will receive a compensation check tomorrow."

"All right."

"Handsome boy, if you are willing to stay with me for one night, I am willing to give you a Porsche." Luo Keke looked at Chen Zhao, his eyes shining.

Chen Zhao's cheeks twitched: "Mr. Burton, can I accuse her of sexual harassment now?"