A group of people went out and got into their cars. Just across the street, someone was building a building. The roadside was piled with bricks. Shan Pao had an idea and said hello to the homeowner: "Lao Wu, borrow a few bricks for use."
The landlord waved his hand: "You're welcome, just take it."
The drivers of the illegal cars opened the back cover of the car and threw bricks inside.
Brother and sister Huo Lei and Huo Ying each passed by on a motorcycle. When they saw this, they asked curiously: "What are you doing? Using a car to transport bricks?"
Shan Pao said: "Don't ask, something happened in Dadong, brothers are going to fight."
Without saying a word, Huo Lei immediately picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to summon the rampaging motorcycle gang members.
When the brothers on Tiezha Street gathered, Liu Handong had already arrived in the town, which is the seat of the Party Committee and Government of Dadun Township. The mayor of the township, Lan Wenge, and the deputy director of the police station, Li Dawei, were called from the wine table and called the urban management.
Two vans from the team and a Santana from the police station intercepted Fukang on the only way.
The urban management team is a powerful force controlled by the township government. It has fifteen formal staff and more than thirty temporary workers. It is equipped with riot helmets and batons. It is more effective than the police station at critical moments. They guard the back of the van. Li Dawei
Checking the old May 4th-style pistol, Liu Suo said on the phone just now that he could fire a warning shot if necessary and stop the car no matter what, otherwise everyone would be in trouble.
There was a blockade in front and a pursuer behind. Liu Handong saw the car parked at the intersection and stepped on the brakes. Fukang stopped on the road with a strange cry. The Audi and Accord behind him saw this and stepped on the accelerator to catch up.
Liu Handong got out of the car, opened the trunk of Fukang, and took out a dark automatic rifle.
"Stop!" Liu Suo had sharp eyes and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly asked the Audi to stop. He had already slipped out of the car, opened the door and climbed out. The phone rang. It was Li Dawei calling: "Liu Suo
So, how did you fix it? Why do you still have a gun?"
Liu Zhongwen said: "Damn, he's from the provincial capital SWAT team. I didn't know he had a gun."
Liu Handong didn't have a gun. This Type 03 automatic rifle was actually a rubber training gun. He got it from the squadron warehouse to play with, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
The distance was relatively far, and the police station was not equipped with binoculars, so it was difficult to see the details of the gun. However, according to Liu Handong's status as a special police officer, he theoretically had access to the firearm, so Li Dawei and others were convinced that it was a real gun.
The police, co-police, and urban management team members all hid behind the car and did not dare to show their heads. The urban management team leader said with a bitter face: "Suo Li, we have to call the armed police for support. What are you calling us urban management team members to do? Help you take bullets."
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Li Dawei said: "I didn't even know this kid had a gun." He bent down and ran away. The urban management team leader shouted from behind: "Li, be careful, don't let the bullet bite your butt."
"Mao! Do you think it's okay to lie behind a car? That's a rifle, don't you know? The shell of the van is just like paper and can't stop bullets at all." Li Dawei turned around and said.
The urban management team leader broke out in a cold sweat and imagined a picture in his mind. A dense bullet penetrated the van. He and his subordinates were beaten into a hornet's nest. His whole body was covered in blood and shaking in the wind. He shuddered and immediately called on his subordinates to drive away the van.
There are only two Chang'an Stars here. If they are damaged, they will have to walk on two feet.
The pursuers also all got off their cars and lay down under the field ridge, no one dared to show their head. It was said that the pursuer was a special police sniper. They made him anxious and shot him one by one. His head exploded and his food would no longer taste good.
Over there, Liu Handong had already gotten into the car, driving with his right hand and holding an automatic rifle in his left hand, and rushed over like a medieval knight.
The interception force here had long since dispersed. Liu Handong withdrew his rubber training gun, stepped on the accelerator and swaggered past the township government. Beyond that was a relatively flat and wide provincial road. The economy of Dadun Township was underdeveloped, and there were few cars on the road.
"Sit tight!" Following Liu Handong's reminder, Fukang downshifted and accelerated, roaring and speeding away.
Zhao Mozhi and others chased him to the town, and together with Li Dawei and others, gathered seven or eight cars to continue the pursuit, but they did not dare to get close and just kept a distance of 200 meters.
Liu Handong was not afraid of anyone when competing on the road, but the car was full of people, and Fukang's power and control were affected to a certain extent. He just wanted to rush back to the provincial capital quickly, and did not want to fight with these local bullies. Pingchuan City
You must not go there. The Zhao family is so powerful that if you go there, you will be throwing yourself into a trap.
After making up his mind, Liu Handong chose a shortcut and took the national highway directly to Omi.
Little did he know that the police from the Pingchuan Public Security Brigade had set up a trap at the toll booth to block him.
According to the instructions of the main leaders of the municipal party committee, Wei Jinjin, the director of Pingchuan City Public Security Bureau, dispatched elite troops and rushed to various traffic arteries leading to the provincial capital to conduct surveillance. At the same time, he called the Dadun Township Police Station to inquire about the situation. The officer on duty at the station could not explain clearly and called again.
On Liu Zhongwen's cell phone, Director Liu said incoherently that the robbers had guns, had taken hostages and escaped, and that he was pursuing them.
The municipal bureau immediately launched an emergency plan and asked the county armed police brigade to dispatch an emergency team, carrying weapons such as Bayi bars and squad machine guns, and rushed to the toll station in trucks.
It was only a few dozen kilometers from Dadun Township to the Pingchuan National Highway Toll Station. Half an hour later, the white Fukang appeared in sight, and the police and armed police were ready.
Liu Handong saw the police car in front of the toll station. At this time, it was too late to change direction, because in addition to the pursuers of Zhao Mozhi and others, there were also police cars coming from Pingchuan City with the siren on.
Fukang stopped on the road, and Liu Handong edited a group message and sent it out, "I am surrounded by Pingchuan police, rescue!" and sent it to Song Shuang, Ji Yang, and Geng Zhi respectively.
"Brother, what should we do?" Huanxi asked nervously, chasing him all the way, which made her look pale with fear.
"It's okay, they don't dare to do anything." Liu Handong was not afraid. After all, within the jurisdiction of Pingchuan City, Zhao Mozhi might not have the energy to kill people and silence them.
Liu Handong got out of the car and raised his hands to show that he had no weapons.
The policemen wearing bulletproof vests walked over with guns in hand. The armed police soldiers continued to lock Liu Handong in the crosshair guard and shot him to death whenever he made any abnormal movement.
The police walked over, handcuffed Liu Handong, and found a rubber training gun from the car. It was a false alarm, but it turned out to be a fake gun.
"I am Liu Handong, a policeman from the Omi Patrol Special Police Detachment. Our detachment leader is Shi Guoping. You can call to confirm." Liu Handong said.
The Pingchuan police ignored him and escorted him directly to the police car. The convoy heading towards the city also arrived. In addition to the police car, there was also a small black Passat. A man in his thirties got out of the car. He was wearing a snow-white shirt and was straight.
He wears trousers, shiny leather shoes, and his hair is meticulously combed into three-quarter parts. He looks like a great leader at first glance.
"What's going on? Who asked you to handcuff him!" the man asked seriously.
The police didn't know who he was, but they didn't dare to refute, so they could only stand there.
Another young man in his twenties from Passateli introduced: "This is Comrade Shen Hongyi, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Deputy Secretary."
The police immediately straightened their backs and did not dare to neglect. The third most powerful person in Pingchuan City, the deputy secretary of the Standing Committee after the secretary and the mayor, even though he had no real power, it was not a piece of cake to pinch these little policemen with flat heads.
"Open the handcuffs. He is policeman Liu Handong from Omi. He has made meritorious deeds and received awards." Secretary Shen said.
The police immediately opened the handcuffs, but did not dare to let him go, saying that this was a case assigned by Director Wei.
"What case? Has it been filed? What a mess!" Shen Hongyi was very angry.
His secretary said: "Director Wei also implemented Secretary Shen's instructions and asked you to protect Comrade Liu Handong. How did you arrest him?"
The policemen were obedient, knowing that this time they were making a mistake.
Zhao Mozhi and the others did not dare to step forward. They stopped the car at a distance and watched.
Shen Hongyi secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he came here in person. Otherwise, if Liu Handong was really arrested, it would be up to others to decide whether he was white or black. The officialdom in Pingchuan was too dark. His new deputy secretary could not fight them for the time being. He had to put the case to death. Just hand it over to the province.
Thinking of this, he patted Liu Handong on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back to Omi first, and be careful on the road."
"Thank you." Liu Handong shook hands with Shen Hongyi, took his rubber training gun from the policeman, returned to Fukang, started the car, and put on his seat belt.
Huan Xi said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Secretary Shen came in time."
Liu Handong looked at her: "I have a good memory. I still remember him."
Huan Xi said seriously: "I remember all the good people who helped me."
Liu Handong put the gear in gear and stepped on the accelerator. Fukang passed the toll gate and drove towards the provincial capital. The alarm was lifted and the police officers returned to their units. Deputy Secretary Shen looked at several cars parked in the distance. He knew that those people were chasing Liu Handong. Yes, but he had no intention of intervening.
With Liu Handong's abilities, these people are no match for them, and the bigger things get, the better. The political arena in Pingchuan is too quiet, and it needs strong stimulation and muddies up this stagnant water.
He got into the Passat and calmly greeted the driver: "Drive, go back to the city committee."
After the vehicles dispersed, Zhao Mozhi's Audi Q5 drove over again, followed by several cars, passing through the toll gate one after another, continuing the pursuit.
They didn't insist on killing Liu Handong. At this point, force could no longer solve the problem. The most important issue was to prevent the matter from getting bigger and getting out of hand.
Therefore, it is necessary to catch up with Liu Handong and make him an offer he cannot refuse.
Once on the national highway, the advantage of Audi's turbocharged engine was revealed, and it quickly closed the distance with Fukang. Liu Handong's driver, Fukang, swayed left and right to prevent Audi from overtaking. The scene was very thrilling. Public vehicles were avoiding it, and the national highway was empty. The road became a racing track for them to chase each other.
Other pursuing vehicles were also approaching. The Honda Accord and the Santana from the Dadun Township Police Station were attacking from both sides. The Q5 took the opportunity to rush ahead and drift across the road, blocking the way.
Liu Handong slammed on the brakes, and Fukang stopped with a strange cry, the tires wearing two black marks on the road.
Ahead, with smoke and dust billowing, a mechanized force composed of more than 30 Chery, BYD, Geely black taxis and more than 50 motorcycles of various colors were approaching.