The battle between thousands of people in the underworld shocked the Incheon police station. Even Han Zhengxie, the director of the police station who was used to the heavy wind and heavy rain, could not help but feel moved when he heard the news.
He immediately mobilized his subordinates from the police station and rushed to the scene of the battle as quickly as possible. By the time they arrived, Song Siwen had already fallen in a pool of blood, and his life and death were unknown.
"Stop!" Han Zhengxie was furious when he saw the bloody scene in front of him. Such a serious battle incident occurred on his territory. If the superiors investigated it, he would probably not be able to save his position as the chief of the police station.
"Are you?" Tang Feng heard the sound coming from not far away, raised his head, and happened to see Han Zhengxie's angry look on his face, and asked.
"I am Han Zhengxie, the director of the Incheon Police Department!" Han Zhengxie has been in Incheon City for so many years, and Incheon TV and Incheon City newspapers have reported him in large quantities. In the minds of many citizens, he is just
Incarnation, many vicious criminals eventually fell into his hands. Little did they know that these were just appearances.
"It turns out it's Director Han. I wonder if you have any advice?" Tang Feng asked back when he heard the other party report to the house.
"Put down the weapons in your hands immediately! Hold your head in your hands and squat down!" Han Zhengxie felt even more angry when facing Tang Feng's appearance that he didn't know the world was high. In any case, he would take Tang Feng, a group of underworld elements today.
After being caught, when the newspaper reports tomorrow, he will definitely become a famous hero in the fight against gangsters and the patron saint in the minds of citizens.
"Director Han, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you can live without here." Tang Feng said coldly when he heard the other party's words.
"You! Are you threatening me?" Han Zhengxie could not bear this anger. He wanted to tear Tang Feng apart. Thinking of this, he even pulled out the gun from the holster on his waist and pointed it at it.
other side.
"Things who don't know how to draw a gun in front of me!" As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, there was a pistol in his hand. In a blink of an eye, only a bang of gunshot was heard, accompanied by a wail. Han Zheng
Xie got a gun in his right hand, and the gun in his hand also fell to the ground.
Almost at the same time, Xu Qiang and others pulled out the guns, aiming them all at the oncoming policemen. As long as Tang Feng gave the order, they would shoot without hesitation and turn these people to life and death.
The policemen shot dead. When they were in Country Z, they would shoot without hesitation when facing the police who claimed their private revenge, let alone in South Korea. As long as these South Koreans dared to be honest, they would immediately let them taste the feeling of being cold.
"What the hell do you want to do!" Han Zhengxie held the injured right hand with his left hand and roared at Tang Feng. He finally understood that all the Z people standing opposite were reincarnated by evil spirits, and none of them were easy to mess with.
"Director Han, if you ask your subordinates to put down their guns, I think we can talk." Tang Feng couldn't help laughing at the other party's appearance. A small Incheon police chief dared to do so.
Pretending to act in front of him was so fucking tired of being tired of being aware of it.
"Talk? What's the point with you scum!" Han Zhengxie clearly didn't like this. He didn't believe that Tang Feng, as a Z native, dared to openly kill people on the territory of South Korea. If that were the case, I'm afraid he would be afraid.
It is also difficult for people like Tang Feng to leave here alive.
"Scrap? Director Han, please repeat the words just now." A cold light flashed in Tang Feng's eyes, and he looked at the other party and sneered.
"Who do you think you are? Captain Jin!" Han Zhengxie said this, his tone suddenly raised octaves, turned his head and shouted at the back.
"Come!" A middle-aged policeman who looked quite burly came out. There are quite a few men of this height in South Korea, so they look particularly eye-catching.
"Catch them all! If they dare to shoot, just kill them." Han Zhengxie looked at his injured right hand and ordered. He had decided to fight Tang Feng and others today. If Tang Feng and others really did
If you dare to kill the police, no matter how many people come to Huaxing Society, you will probably have to die here.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Feng rushed to him with a quick step, pinched his cheek with his right hand, squeezed it hard, and his mouth opened suddenly. Then, the muzzle in Tang Feng's hand was smoothly stuffed into him.
In his mouth, as long as Tang Feng pulls the trigger, his life will definitely be over.
"Director Han, do you think I really dare not kill you? Believe it or not, I will kill your whole family after I kill you!" Tang Feng threatened fiercely. He had dealt with many government officials and knew they were
The weakness is nothing more than children.
"Who are you?" Han Zhengxie had a gun stuffed in his mouth, and his voice seemed extremely blurry.
"I am the god of death." Tang Feng said lightly. The development of the matter has reached this point. If it really makes a big deal, he will find a way to let Taurus Pen and Han Wushu come out to settle the matter.
"God of Death? Why does this name sound so familiar? Are you the God of Death who hired mercenaries in Death?" Han Zhengxie thought for a while and asked anxiously. He wanted to know Tang Feng's exact identity.
Han Zhengxie saw Tang Feng admit it, and his face turned green. Although he didn't know Huaxing Society or Huaxing Group, he knew that the god of death hired mercenaries. As for the reason, it was very simple. He was from the South Korean Army.
The team retired, and later, due to work, they had contact with some of the comrades from the Army Special Forces who stayed to serve as instructors. When they were free, everyone chatted together and often talked about some major international events.
, often talk about the mercenary of the Death God.
In Africa, the mercenary of the Death God is a mythical existence. As long as the mercenary of the Death God takes over, there is no way to complete it. The boss of the mercenary of the Death God, will always be a mysterious legend. Now, this legendary person appears in him
How could he not be shocked in front of him!
"Boss of Death, can you take out the gun first?" Han Zhengxie begged with a sad face. He knew the methods of Death's mercenary, and also knew the reputation of Death. Even if he gave him ten courage, he would not dare to follow such a person.
If you challenge, isn’t it because you have too long life and are seeking death?
Tang Feng had already felt the change in his heart, nodded, withdrew the gun, and quietly waited for the other party's following.
"Boss of Death, please say something. If you have any requirements, just give me instructions." Han Zhengxie's attitude made a 180-degree turn. He knew the consequences of offending Death. If Death is really angry, it may be theirs.
All the young and old have to be wiped out.
"Very good. Let your men take away the gangsters who gathered to fight on the ground, and let's go inside and talk." Tang Feng said with a smile.
"Yes!" Han Zhengxie agreed immediately. Then, he began to play his role, letting his subordinates take Song Siwen and his subordinates away, and then lifted the blockade of the rich hotel. Wait until everything is done
OK, he followed Tang Feng to the lobby on the first floor, found a place to sit down.
"Boss of Death, please tell me if you have any instructions." Han Zhengxie asked respectfully. He already knew Tang Feng's identity, so he naturally did not dare to neglect him.
"The Seven-Star Ladybug Gang has been rampant in Incheon City for so long, it's time to change people. Starting from today, this is the territory of the South Korean Branch of Huaxing Society. Director Han, do you have no objection?" Tang Feng didn't go around with the other party in circles.
, said straight to the point.
"Huaxing Society. The God of Death hired mercenaries." Han Zhengxie did not react for a moment. After almost three minutes, he finally figured out the relationship between the two, and naturally agreed to Tang Feng's request immediately. As long as he hugged the God of Death, he would hold the God of Death.
He believes that one day he will become the minister of the South Korean security department and be responsible for the entire South Korean police system.
Seeing that he agreed, Tang Feng did not continue to make things difficult for him. He asked him to go to the hospital for treatment first and then make further discussions later.