Dear Commander-in-Chief

The moment the blood sprayed on Director Zhao's face, the man's expression froze.

His face was covered with small and dense wounds. As soon as the blood splashed up, the wound quickly absorbed the blood, and the whole person showed a strange look!

Eyeballs were raised, and his mouth wailed a few times.

"Puff--!"

Fell to the ground!

Unlike Mr. Liu who fell fainted, Director Zhao fell to the ground and his face was as gray as a dead body.

The captain of the guard never thought of the lightning and flint, they had not waited for the arrest, the gangsters had fallen one by one.

Reaching out for Director Zhao's breath, he actually stopped!

This person is really dead.

Attacking with a knife is a very serious crime. Gu Qiqi who was attacked is completely legitimate.

But the problem is...

Gu Qiqi just broke his wrist, and there was no fatal counterattack.

How did this man die?

Just before his death, he slammed Gu Qiqi with his head desperately. Something sharp was hidden in the hat, which cut through Gu Qiqi's skin.

Gu Qiqi was injured, but he was only stained with Gu Qiqi's blood...

The captain of the guard and the crowd onlookers coincided with each other, with complex expressions staring at Gu Qiqi...

From nowhere, a group of reporters suddenly appeared.

Someone was holding a camera to shoot wildly, some holding a microphone with a small notebook crackling loudly and asked:

"Miss, what kind of hatred do you have with the deceased? Do you want to kill people?"

"Miss, I think you deliberately applied blood to the dead just now. Is it because your blood is special and can hurt people?"

"Please tell us, was the deceased killed by your blood?"

"Are you an empire? What is special about your blood?"

"What is your conspiracy against the Empire? I heard that Mr. President is hosting foreign guests in the Empire State Building today. Do you have any intentions..."

These reporters became more sharp as they asked.

The crowd onlookers were only a little skeptical of Gu Qiqi's blood, and all the eyes looking at Gu Qiqi were horrified.

Isn't this woman a monster? Can blood kill?

Is she a biological weapon modified by another country?

Are you here to assassinate our President?

Or come to harm civilians like them?

Panic is like an infectious disease. Once it strikes, it is difficult to contain!

The crowd commotion, pushing, and shouting chaotically with the reporter:

"Grab this woman!"

"She is a monster!"

"She is poisonous!"

"Kill her!"

The captain of the guard hadn't expected that things suddenly turned around like this.

I originally thought that the gangster was not a foreign spy, let alone attacked the President, and he died on the spot, so he could be relieved as a normal case and transferred to the police station. Unexpectedly, the real danger is the little attacked girl!

The crazy crowd is hard to control. He took out the walkie-talkie, cautiously and quickly called for help: "Request support, request support, everyone gathers on the first floor! Block the hotel! Call the press office experts to deal with the media!"

Regardless of whether the reporters are grasping the truth or not, this girl has caused panic among the people, and he must arrest the girl.

Otherwise, it will lead to more serious conflicts or rumors, and there will be no way to explain to the President!

After all, the President has just taken office, and the stability of the situation is the top priority of all.

The presidential guards are extremely powerful in action, not inferior to Gong Jue's thirteen jagged riders.

Suddenly, the crowd was evacuated, and the clamoring reporters were "invited" into the suite, and a special news expert executed the password.

But Gu Qiqi was controlled alone.

The captain of the guard walked up to her personally: "Miss, you must come with me."