Chapter 2347: transaction

Mickey was already looking silly, he just told Emin with a confident look that Batty would not hurt Midweek, but in the blink of an eye, Batty was knocked down by a punch.

"Boy, I did it with you!"

Barty became furious. As an Interpol, a master who has undergone various professional trainings, he was actually teased by a kid of unknown origin, which made him unacceptable.

Batty suddenly got up and grabbed it at Zhou Zhong's shoulder again, and at the same time a sulking foot came even harder.

A flash of anger flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes. This Batty is a bit too much. His strength is not weak. If he gets caught, he will not be able to be a complete man in his next life.

"court death!"

In the middle of the week, he grabbed Batty's wrist and raised his leg to block Batty's kick.

"You're the one looking for death!" A fierce flash flashed in Batty's eyes, and he continued to kick Zhou Zhong's leg.

Mickey on the side shook his head when he saw this and said, "He was too careless this week. He should avoid him. He will break his leg with his leg to block Batty's attack."

Bang!

Click!

Sure enough, a crisp sound of broken bones sounded, but it was Batty who had a good night's sleep.

"what!"

Batty's pained expression was distorted, and Zhou Zhong kicked Batty's abdomen and kicked Batty out.

Batty groaned constantly on the ground, clutching his legs, Zhou Zhong asked coldly: "Are you still fighting?"

Batty's eyes were uncertain. Of course, he hated Midweek, but he didn't even get any advantage in midweek in the two games. If you knocked him down in the first next week, it might be luck or a coincidence, but the second time you kicked the two people's legs together, nothing happened in the middle of the week, but his leg was broken. If he doesn't understand what's going on in this, then he, the international policeman, will be in vain.

"Barty, the midweek kung fu is very powerful, and it is a very unwise choice to start with him." Emin walked up and said to Barty in a cold voice.

Mickey didn't dare to look down on the middle of the week, and said roundly: "Well, this is not a place to talk, let's leave here first."

"But what about Batty?"

Several people looked at Batty, Batty struggled to stand up, but just as soon as his broken leg fell to the ground, he sat down again with pain.

"No, I can't walk with this leg." Batty said, shaking his head.

In the middle of the week, he shook his head. These foreigners who only have muscles and no brains are really troublesome. He squatted down and grabbed Barty's leg and clicked twice quickly.

"Ah!" Batty roared suddenly in pain.

"Boy, what do you want to do! Killing but nodding, don't want to humiliate me!"

Mickey also said coldly: "Please stop at midweek!"

Zhou Zhong frowned and stood up and said with an unkind expression: "You can stand up now!"

"Huh?" Batty was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his leg didn't hurt anymore. He subconsciously stood up and found that it was completely healed. Even standing on the ground hardly felt pain!

"This! My legs are healed?" Batty looked at Zhou Zhong with a shocked face, and the shock at this time was greater than just being beaten by Zhou Zhong.

Mickey also blushed, knowing that he had misunderstood the middle of the week. The middle of the week was not retaliating against Batty, but helping Batty to heal his injuries, but this week's medical skills were more powerful than his skill, so he ordered two. Just a broken leg?

"Sorry midweek, I was impulsive just now." Mickey apologized to midweek.

In the middle of the week, I didn't have a good impression of these two people, and said coldly: "There is no need to apologize. I only saved you from Emin's face. Now you are walking on your single-plank bridge, I am going to walk on my Yangguan Road."

Speaking of leaving in the middle of the week, Mickey and Batty hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhou, please wait!"

Zhou Zhong frowned and asked: "What else do you want? Have a fight?"

Mickey quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "We two are not Mr. Zhou's opponents together. We want to ask you for help! Your kung fu and medical skills are of great help to us!"

"Oh, but I don't want to help you." Zhou Zhong smiled and shrugged, saying helplessly.

The two were busy stealing eyes from Ai Min for help. Ai Min pondered for a moment and said to the middle of the week: "In the middle of the week, we are the international police. We are investigating a large-scale international drug trafficking case. The international drug dealers have committed numerous crimes. We must Get rid of them! But with the strength of the three of us, I’m afraid it’s a bit difficult, and now that we have exposed, we really need your help."

In the middle of the week, he asked the three of Ai Min: "Are you an international police? You should be able to drive some rights in the United States?"

The three nodded and said: "Yes, we can let the U.S. government department assist us in handling the case. However, this international drug trafficking case is quite special. We are afraid that the local U.S. department will have rape, so we dare not cooperate with them."

In the middle of the week, he smiled and said, "Well, I'll help you with the case, and you can find me at 12 Melken Avenue, how about?"

The three of Ai Min glanced at each other and agreed excitedly: "No problem, I can take you to the local police station now and let them check where No. 12 Melken Avenue is."

"It's settled, let's go." Mid-week is also very happy. The 12th Melken Street is too mysterious. No one knows where it is. He alone can't find it. If there are international police It's much easier to help.

After leaving the abandoned factory, the group went straight to the nearby police station, and Ai Min showed his ID to the police.

"Oh, I'm very glad that the three police officers are here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Bloomberg. I am the chief of police here." A middle-aged policeman with a big belly in his forties walked out with a smile on his face and welcomed Emin. To.

Ai Min smiled and said, "Hello Director Bloomberg, we are here this time to inquire about a place."

"No problem, just ask where Officer Ai is." Bloomberg said generously.

"I want to ask where 12 Melken Avenue is." Emin asked.

Bloomberg’s eyes suddenly flashed imperceptible shock, but with a smile on his face, he said: "You are looking for No. 12 Melken Avenue. It is very simple. I will let people check the map.

Soon a small policeman came over with a map, pointed to a location above and said: "This is No. 12 Melken Avenue."

Several people marked this position in the middle of the week, and Aimin thanked Bloomberg: "The director of Bloomberg is very grateful for your help, we will leave first."

Bloomberg also smiled and said: "If you are in trouble, you can come to me at any time. It is our duty to assist the international police in handling the case."

As soon as the group of people left in the middle of the week, Bloomberg's face turned gloomy, and he quickly returned to his office and dialed a call, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Philips, Interpol just asked me about the location of No. 12 Melken Avenue. , I have told them the position you ordered in advance."

The cold and gloomy voice on the phone said: "You did a good job, these guys finally came to the door, then I will let them come back and forth!"