Just when Lu Xiaobei was thinking about Xu Qian, six or seven police cars drove up in the distance, and even the riot police arrived.
"Lu Xiaobei, put down the gun and let's run away, otherwise we will both have to go to the police station. You will be shot at that time, and I will at most give you a sentence of disturbing public order. You will be detained in the cell for a few years before being released. After you are released, you will be released again.
He is a good man!"
Lu Xiaobei didn't move, Lu Xiaobei didn't move, and Yang Minglei didn't care to move. If anyone moved, they would be shot to death by the other party. But if they spend all their time here not moving, they can only wait for the police to come and arrest them.
Seven police cars had stopped on the road next to the two people. The policemen, all wearing body armor, jumped out of the police cars, took out their pistols and pointed them at Lu Xiaobei and Yang Minglei. A man who looked like the police chief shouted: "Put it down."
Weapon, head in hands!"
Lu Xiaobei still didn't move, and his gun was still pointed at Yang Minglei, with an aura that looked forward to death. Yang Minglei had already accepted defeat. Even if he was not shot to death by Lu Xiaobei this time, he would have to be sentenced to a few years in the Public Security Bureau.
The sergeant recognized the man covered in blood as Lu Xiaobei. He took a walkie-talkie and whispered to all the gun-wielding officers and soldiers: "No one can shoot without my order. We can only capture those alive!"
Yang Minglei suddenly realized that he might die soon, because if Lu Xiaobei was caught, the only option was the death penalty, so Lu Xiaobei would die both inside and outside. At this time, he no longer cared about life or death, and he would definitely be buried with him. Yang Minglei thought of this
, sweat suddenly started flowing down from his head, and his whole back was soaked with sweat.
Yang Minglei yelled, turned around and ran away like crazy. He didn't want to be caught by the police, let alone be buried with Lu Xiaobei, so he ran away. This was the only way for him. He had no choice but to jump over the wall.
Lu Xiaobei's body still didn't move, but the gun kept chasing Yang Minglei. No matter how fast Yang Minglei ran, he couldn't outrun Lu Xiaobei's shooting skills.
Lu Xiaobei faced Yang Minglei, who ran about a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger of the revolver...
Bang, bang, bang, after three consecutive gunshots, Yang Minglei fell to the ground, with three bullets piercing the back of his head. The bullets went in from the back of his head and then came out from his forehead.
A group of armed police officers and soldiers were dumbfounded. From such a long distance, three bullets hit their heads accurately. The police chief's face sank. He knew that something big happened to Lu Xiaobei this time, and I had to save him.
Without him, if he is caught, only the death penalty awaits him...
Yang Minglei took three bullets and died. When he was buried, everyone from the Double Knife Society came to see him off. His parents also rushed back from the United States to attend their son's funeral. At the funeral, the most miserable person except Yang Minglei
His parents include Hong Yaoyang. He knows that the drug trade between him and the Yang family is finally over...
"Who killed my son!" Yang Minglei's father, Yang Daguang, roared in the mourning hall. All the people who came to express condolences were stunned. Hong Yaoyang whispered next to Yang Daguang: "The people who come here are all prominent figures in the city. What do you say?
Don't rush like that."
Yang Daguan glared at Hong Yaoyang, and then hit Hong Yaoyang with a punch. Hong Yaoyang's younger brother quit, and a hundred or so people rushed up and beat Yang Daguang. The whole mourning hall became a mess. I don't know who the daredevil was.
At that time, Yang Minglei's coffin was kicked. The lid of the coffin was not yet closed. Yang Minglei's body rolled out of the coffin and was stepped on intentionally or unintentionally by a group of boys.
In the end, the incident ended with the intervention of the police. More than 30 pairs of knives were arrested in the detention center, and the most ferocious man who could cause trouble was arrested. Yang Minglei's parents are American internationals, and Chinese law cannot control them, but according to the
International law stipulates that because they are suspected of underworld activities and disrupting social security in other countries, they will be repatriated to the United States and will not be allowed to enter China within ten years.
Yang Minglei was laid to rest, and his parents returned to the United States with their hatred of Lu Xiaobei and the Crazy Sword Society.
This matter was quite a big deal, and Du Hu and the others also knew about it. They all worked together to find a way to rescue Lu Xiaobei within three days.
Lu Xiaobei was sentenced to death and would be executed three days later. Lu Xiaobei was in a cell in the serious offender area of Gushan City Prison. There were no cold iron windows and there was no trace of life.
Xu Qian came to see him in the morning and said she wanted to die with him. Lu Xiaobei smiled and said: "Don't be stupid, you are still young, your future is full of brightness, leave me alone. Just go."
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Xu Qian was brought out of the prison cell where she was visiting the prisoner in tears. On her way out, she met Du Hu and his group who happened to come to see Lu Xiaobei.
"Xu Qian immediately knelt down to Du Hu and said: "Du Hu, we must get Xiaobei out, we must!"
Du Hu nodded firmly. These people did not go to see Lu Xiaobei, but went directly to the Gushan City Warden!
Lu Xiaobei was alone in the cell, eating "Shui Piao". The so-called "Shui Piao" was the food eaten by the prisoners in the prison. They were all boiled and rotten vegetable leaves. They tasted tasteless, and those with gastrointestinal problems would suffer from diarrhea after eating them.
Have loose bowels.
Lu Xiaobei has been eating this kind of food for two days, and the days left for him to live on earth are getting shorter and shorter. The cell is filled with darkness, and he no longer knows how many days have passed, nor how many more days he can live.
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Facing the cold wall, Lu Xiaobei thought a lot. From joining the underworld to reaching this point step by step, he experienced glory, but now he is at a dead end. Sooner or later, if you go out to work, you will have to pay back. It is the same for everyone.
The same goes for Lu Xiaobei. But fortunately, he won't die miserably. He can just take a bullet and be fine soon.
Just as Lu Xiaobei was thinking, he heard footsteps in the distance. Finally, he stopped in front of his cell, and the iron door of the cell was opened. A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties walked in. He was wearing a
In the police uniform, Lu Xiaobei saw his majestic face in the darkness.
The middle-aged man gave him a card, a bank card. It was the one Bai Hongyu had given him, a Bank of China savings card that is used worldwide.
"What do you mean?" Lu Xiaobei asked.
The middle-aged man whispered: "I am the warden of this prison."
After saying this, several small guards came behind the warden. The guards carried in a man, a dead man. It looked like he had just died and his body was still warm.
"This is a prisoner who was sentenced to life imprisonment just three hours ago. He died of a congenital heart disease. He was the same age as you and looked similar. He was sentenced to life imprisonment. Unexpectedly, he died of his own heart disease within a few days of imprisonment.
This can be regarded as his fate." The warden said, and directed several prison guards to keep the dead man in Lu Xiaobei's cell, and then asked the prison guards to leave.
"What do you mean?" Lu Xiaobei didn't know what the warden was going to do...