Huang Daming immediately retreated to the car, found his shell gun from the car, grabbed the civilized stick in one hand, and held the shell gun in the other. He walked to Li Fei again and said: "Hey! There are fifteen subordinates in the police team office building.

The bandits who came down from Daoxia must be Lin Sancai's accomplices, otherwise they wouldn't have come to rescue Chen Lisong in the middle of the night! If you help me deal with them, I will reimburse you for the leg treatment and give you three days off.

Months of public injury leave!”

When Li Feijiao heard that there was Lin Sancai's accomplice, he became energetic again and asked, "Is Lin Sancai here?"

"Are you waiting for Lin Sancai to come and kick your other leg off?"

"no……"

"If Lin Sancai comes, nothing will happen to you. You can't beat Lin Sancai!"

"Fifteen?" Li Feijiao looked around, then at his colleagues huddled behind the bunker.

"Yes, only fifteen!"

"gun!"

"What gun?"

"If you don't give me a gun, how will I kill those fifteen people?"

"Aren't you very good at kung fu? Why are you using a gun to attack you?" Huang Daming retreated towards the car as he spoke.

He suddenly pointed his shell gun at Zheng Qiyun who was squatting behind the car and said, "Come out!"

Zheng Qiyun immediately stood up and saluted Huang Daming: "Good morning, Chief Huang!"

"Good morning, mother! Come here!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Did you pull the cart that Li Feijiao was sitting on?"

"Yes...yes, sir...sir." Zheng Qiyun suddenly realized that the problem was serious.

"Pull up the cart and push him!"

"ah?"

Li Fei saw Huang Daming's gun pointed at Zheng Qiyun. He realized that Huang Daming had a bad idea and asked, "Sir Huang, what are you doing?"

"Let Zheng Qiyun push you in to deal with the bandits!"

"Aren't you going to send us to a dead end? There are fifteen bandits inside!"

"Don't you know martial arts? Can't Zheng Qiyun help you pull the cart? I asked him to give you a ride! It's so early in the morning that you disturb my sleep!"

"Huang Daming! I have done a lot of things for you in the past few years! I am Li Feijiao! When my legs are healed, I am still Li Feijiao, and I can still help you with things!"

"Li Feijia? Li Feijia with a broken leg, is he still Li Feijia? Get out!" He continued to point the gun at Zheng Qiyun and shouted: "Zheng Qiyun, pull the car and let me in immediately! If you don't pull over, I will kill you immediately

Got you!"

"Huang Daming!" Li Feijiao also shouted.

Huang Daming suddenly fired two shots at Zheng Qiyun's feet and shouted: "Go! Get Li Feijiao onto the cart!"

"Yes, yes!" Zheng Qiyun hurried over, hugged Li Fei and placed him on the cart.

Huang Daming actually took out a hemp rope from the car and tied Li Fei's feet to the cart.

Li Fei's leg was in severe pain, and he looked at Huang Daming with wide eyes. However, he was helpless and unable to fight against Huang Daming now. He grinned and endured the pain, letting Huang Daming do whatever he wanted.

After being tied up, Huang Daming slapped Li Feijiao on the face, who could not move for a long time, and cursed: "This slap will reward you for nothing! Do you also call me by my first name?"

Then he kicked Zheng Qiyun on the butt and shouted: "Let's go!"

With a sad face, Zheng Qiyun pulled up the cart and trudged forward.

Huang Daming fired another shot into the air, and then shouted to the police office: "People inside, listen, there are two policemen coming to compete with you. If you have the guts, I will send two out to fight!"

Zheng Qiyun didn't know what was going on inside. He wanted to quietly pull Li Fei close to the office and find a place to hide. Maybe the bandits inside didn't know they were coming. Now he heard that Huang Daming fired to alert the people inside.

Pay attention, he started crying all of a sudden: "Heroes inside, don't shoot!"

"I'm counting to a hundred. If you don't pull me in, I'll blow your head off! One...two...three..." Huang Daming started counting.

The other policemen watched blankly as Zheng Qiyun pulled the trolley towards the office, waiting for gunshots to be heard from inside. They were all at a loss.

Although Li Fei's body was tied so that he could not move, he could still turn his head. He looked at Huang Daming with round eyes hatefully, then turned to the office building and shouted: "Bandits of Daoxia, listen, I'm shouting

Li Feijia! Take aim, let’s have a blast! Eighteen years later, I will be a hero again! Use my flying kick to wipe out your Daoxia!”

One of the people with a gun inside shouted: "But no one teaches us how to shoot, and we are all inaccurate. We can't aim accurately!"

Zheng Qiyun even cried loudly: "Can you please stop scaring us?"

Huang Daming listened to their conversation and laughed: "Hahaha! I keep counting! Twenty...twenty-one..."

Halfway through, Zheng Qiyun put down the cart and sat on the ground, shouting: "I'm not leaving!"

"" Two more gunshots rang out, and two bullets exploded beside the cart, making Zheng Qiyun jump again in fright.

Huang Daming shouted: "Let's go! You dare to bring a dead man to scare me so early in the morning, why don't you drag him to death? Fifty-six...fifty-seven..."

Zheng Qiyun saw that although there were bandits in the office, they did not shoot at him. However, although Huang Daming and others outside were his colleagues, they forced him to drag Li Fei to death, and had to pull up the cart to the office building.

Move forward hard.

Huang Daming fired another shot into the sky, and then ordered other colleagues: "Aim your guns at me. If Zheng Qiyun dares to turn back or run away, shoot immediately and kill Li Feijiao and Zheng Qiyun!"

"

Zheng Qiyun didn't know if his former colleagues raised their guns at the two of them because he didn't dare to look back, but Li Feijiao could see clearly that all those people raised their guns and aimed at them!

Suddenly I heard a voice from the office building that sounded like it was coming from hell, saying: "Don't be afraid, come here slowly, yes, come here slowly! Don't let the weasel feel anything strange."

Hearing this obviously muffled voice, Zheng Qiyun felt even more frightened and wailed even louder.

Li Feijiao scolded: "Why are you crying? What is there to be afraid of when a man dies?"

Then he tried his best to turn his head and cursed at the people in the office building: "You bitch, if you want to shoot, shoot. If I, Li Feijiao, frown in front of my grandson, I will take your grandfather's surname!"

The voice was almost flattering: "My last name is yours, my last name is yours!"

The more Zheng Qiyun listened, the more he felt that he should take the risk, and followed Li Fei's lead in scolding: "What a bastard! Don't fucking torment people like this!"

"Uncle Feijiao, it's me, it's me!"

Li Feijiao shouted: "Who?"

"Uncle Feijiao, lower your voice! It's me, I'm Li Xiao!"

"You're so ridiculous! It's my joke!"

"I am really Li Xiao, and I am also from Lijiazhai. I am your nephew Li Xiao."

"What the fuck! Who is Li Xiao?" Li Fei turned his head and saw no one, and suddenly remembered that he had such a nephew in Lijiazhai, "Oh! You are Li Xiao!"

Li Xiao was very happy to hear that Li Feijiao had recognized him, and he quickly continued to lower his voice and said: "Yes, yes, you run in with the cart now! Hurry! Don't you, the turtle grandson and the weasel, shoot and hurt my uncle again?"
Chapter completed!