When he came here, Zhang Jingsheng was originally very nervous, otherwise he would not have to solemnly tidy up his appearance before coming in. His facial expressions and expressions were as tense as stones.

He was not nervous about this hotel, which was filled with the old atmosphere of the 1980s, but behind the door at the end of the corridor. This was the destination of the trip, and there was the person he was looking for.

However, Tang Ning's shocked look made his nervousness suddenly feel much more relaxed. He turned his head to look at Tang Ning and smiled slightly.

"Don't you believe it?"

Tang Ning's mind was like a dry stone mill, Kerala, grinding hard, and it took a long time to turn his mind. There was no expression on his face, and his eyebrows, eyes, facial features seemed to be frowning and squeezed together. He was very entangled. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he grinned again, saying, "I want to believe it too, but this, haha, is too difficult."

Zhang Jingsheng patted his shoulder, pulled him up, and said as he walked, "Who told you that the National Security Bureau must work in a spacious and bright large office? People don't care what kind of temple they live in. As long as they have the ability, even the broken kiln with air leakage in Siwai will still be expensive because of people. If there is no way, just this place that looks very broken, outsiders can't even get in." Speaking of this, he gently tapped the concrete floor that was washed clean and clean, raised his hand and pointed at Siwai in a circle, and said, "Just the corridor we are walking on now, and the inside and outside here, they all look very old and ordinary, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Zhang Jingsheng whispered: "Let me tell you, this whole small building has a gate, isn't it? No matter how expensive the doors of other units are, no matter how expensive they are, no matter whether they are aluminum alloy or fiberglass, no matter whether they are pushing or rotating, they can only be doors. But look at others and use buildings as gates. Such a unit with great energy all over the body, where can I find a whole world except the National Security Bureau?"

Yes, um... What else can Tang Ning say? He could only nod his head constantly, but the expression on his face became even more entangled. He kept complaining in his heart, is this still like a unit responsible for national security? Or is it the only Zhengzhou branch like this? It's okay if the National Security Bureau base camp under the feet of the emperor in the capital is so alternative... Tang Ning felt that his fragile heart twitched violently for several times, and he didn't dare to think about it.

At this moment, the two of them had already reached the end of the corridor and stood in front of the door. It was an iron door. It was originally painted with blue paint, but because it was too old, many places were painted off, and the folds and thin skin burst out. The hinges and the corners under the door were rusted. It seemed that they had been polished with sandpaper, but they were not cleaned up, and the whole door looked extremely mottled.

There are rooms on both sides of the corridor in front of you, but the doors are closed and there are no other windows, so you can't see what is behind the door in front of you, which adds a sense of mystery.

Zhang Jingsheng held the door handle with his big hand and said to Tang Ning: "The place you are looking for is behind this door." He paused, and a mystery appeared in his eyes that seemed to deliberately suck people's appetite. "Wait, don't be too surprised."

Such a big impact was over, and I still care about it! Tang Ning gave him a blank look, reached out and pressed it on the door panel, and pushed it hard, huh? It didn't push. He pushed it hard again, but the door still didn't move at all.

"Officer Zhang, this door, he?"

"Idiot! This door is not pushed. It's like this... pull!"

The iron door was creaking and the friction sound of the mute man, and the gap was opened.

"I... fuck..." Tang Ning, who was stiff, looked red and furious. The muscles under the skin on her face were spasming in a small range. She slapped her back alveolar and cursed secretly. This face was so embarrassing.

However, the embarrassment did not continue and soon turned into surprise and doubt. When the door opened wide and the sunlight poured in, I saw the scene behind the door clearly, and at the same time I noticed that two vague breaths swept over my face, all my emotions turned into a cold air! My body was stiff, and fine beads of sweat quickly rolled out from my forehead. It was not hot, but from shock and horror!

Master! A real master! Apart from my aunt, I have never seen such a master!

How is this possible? Isn’t the National Security Bureau a government agency? How could there be such a pure and powerful Qimen master with a breath!

Since ancient times, the Qimen River and the imperial court have been in the same world as the relationship between ice and fire, but they are absolutely not integrated. The people of the Jianghu look down on the Eagle Claw Sun who worked for the court, believing that they have lost the morality of the Jianghu and abandoned the blood, backbone and backbone represented by the two words Jianghu. Once they enter the imperial court, they will be hostile and despised, until the robe is cut off and the meaning is turned into enemies.

The court has always regarded itself as another world and abiding by another rule as a great trouble for the people in the martial arts world. But they are unable to get rid of it. Because the people in the martial arts world are like weeds on the grassland, with extremely tenacious vitality. Unless they can be completely killed and slaughtered, even if they are burned, they will grow into a new one in 10 or 20 years. The newly grown group will ignite the flames of revenge. You must know that the people in the martial arts world will revenge, and once they use revenge, they will do everything they can. They only ask the result, not the process. The degree of tragic is beyond people's imagination. For the court seeking stability and peace, such a situation is something they do not want to see. Similarly, this is one of the reasons why the courts in the past dynasties were afraid and helpless.

There will be struggles when there are people. There will be struggles when there are struggles, and there will be rivers and lakes. They will burn them endlessly, and they will be endless. There will be a beginning, but there will be no end.

This simple truth may not be understood at the beginning, but after countless blood has passed, the court, the state's power group, and the rulers understand it, and they can only spend a lot of money to win over, infiltrate, and then control it.

Although Qimen also belongs to the world, this kind of existence has always been superior and its ideology is different from ordinary people. In their eyes, ordinary worldly power is like a cloud. Even those great figures with authority can be controlled at will.

It is true that individuals are difficult to compete with the state machine, but if a Qimen master really wants to kill anyone, no one can defend himself. Unless the same Qimen master can be hired as a bodyguard.

But that kind of price will be astonishingly high. After all, those who practice Qimen techniques are all against the heavens. Irresistible things like birth, old age, sickness and death can be played under the King of Hell as long as they meet specific conditions.

Strong abilities, specific living environment and background are destined to have aloof and arrogant personality and style of dealing with things.

If you find a master of this level outside, Tang Ning might think that the world is so great that it is normal to find them. However, the National Security Bureau is equivalent to the six gates of Kyoto, the general captain in ancient times. How could such a place attract a master of this level?

This subversive impact in cognition is even greater and more violent than when I came outside just now!

An external threat attacks the body, and the spiritual power automatically operates to protect the master.

Tang Ning faintly heard a shocked sound from the air. Two powerful inquiring qi rewind at the same time and disappeared.

Until Zhang Jingsheng pushed him, "Go away, what are you thinking?"
Chapter completed!