A group of hooligans rushed into the factory and surrounded Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao. The gangster who had been beaten by Miao Qiang earlier walked out with a machete. Since a few of his front teeth were knocked out, he was a little leaky at this time and used his hands to speak.
The machete in his hand pointed at Miao Qiang and cursed: "Damn it, even I, Li Teng, dare to hit you. I think you are impatient with life!"
Miao Qiang was happy when he heard this, and said to himself: "I've been there, and I've seen pretentious people, but I've never seen anyone like you. Okay, I'll educate you well today."
Thinking of this, Miao Qiang slowly touched his hand to his waist and said to the gangster in front of him, "Where does it hurt you?"
The gangster was furious and said emotionally: "I said my name is Li Teng!" As he spoke, he swung the machete in his hand and was about to strike at Miao Qiang.
Miao Qiang had already pulled out his gun, cocked the gun and shot Li Teng in the right leg. "Bang!" There was a gunshot, and Li Teng screamed and collapsed to the ground, covering his right leg with both hands.
His knees screamed miserably, and he also cursed: "How dare you hit me! Brothers, chop him to death!"
The other gangsters usually had a way of scaring people, but now they saw that the other party actually took out a gun and fired, and they were at a loss. Even though Li Teng sat on the ground and kept shouting, he did not dare to step forward easily.
At this time, a gangster who had a good relationship with Li Teng stood up and said, "Brothers, he only has a gun. We don't have to be afraid of them. Come with me and chop them to death!"
"boom!"
"Ah! My legs!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zihao shot him in the leg, then raised his pistol and blew on the muzzle and said, "Kill your mother!"
At this time, the other gangsters were frightened, and more than a hundred people were about to flee. Miao Qiang raised his pistol and fired three shots in the sky, shouting: "Whoever dares to run away will be killed on the spot. Put down your weapons and hands."
Squat on the ground with your head in your hands."
Then he said to the doorman of the printing factory: "Close the door and don't let anyone escape."
Those little gangsters had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and squatted on the spot with their hands on their heads.
After controlling the situation, Miao Qiang came to Li Teng and sneered at him: "I told you before, if you dare to come over and cause trouble, I will break your legs. Now you know where you are hurting, right?"
Who would have thought that Li Teng would not give in at this time. He covered the wound on his leg and endured the pain. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, if you dare, shoot me to death. Let me tell you, I am Brother Yaodong and Brother Yao
Brother Yang's people, you are in big trouble today."
Miao Qiang smiled slightly, "Okay." After saying that, he waved his hand and shot again, hitting his other leg with a "bang!"
Li Teng was frightened now. He didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel and shoot without hesitation. He covered the wound on his leg with both hands and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong. You don't remember villains."
Please spare me. If you said before, just think I am farting, hurry up and call an ambulance for me or I will die!"
Miao Qiang glanced at him with disdain and sneered: "People from society? That's it! Are you really afraid of death?"
Zhang Zihao smacked his lips, sighed and shook his head: "It's over. After being beaten like this, even if you go to the hospital and get cured, you'll still be a cripple. I'm afraid I'll have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."
Li Teng was already injured and had lost a lot of blood. When he was provoked by Zhang Zihao, his eyes rolled up and he gasped with a "Gah" sound.
Zhang Zihao pulled Miao Qiang aside and whispered: "Old Miao, are you too harsh?"
"Am I ruthless? Just look at what these boys are carrying in their bags."
After listening to Miao Qiang's words, Zhang Zihao walked to Li Teng's side and took out six or seven beer bottles from his backpack. These glass bottles were filled with unknown liquids and had cotton gauze stuffed at the mouths of the bottles.
Zhang Zihao picked up one of the bottles and put it up to his nose and smelled it, "Holy crap, it's filled with gasoline! These guys want to set fire to the factory!"
Miao Qiang looked back at the factory area and said to Zhang Zihao: "There are more than 200 people in our factory. If they were to set fire to it with their homemade Molotov cocktails, there would be countless casualties. Now I still think that I
Cruel?"
Zhang Zihao glanced at the crowd squatting on the ground. There must be at least twenty people with backpacks like Li Teng's. Even if each backpack contains five Molotov cocktails, the total number must be more than a hundred.
.Once they use these things to set the factory on fire, the fire will definitely get out of control. Even if the fire brigade can arrive in time and rescue the workers inside, the factory and equipment will definitely not be saved, and the loss is not a small sum.
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Thinking of this, Zhang Zihao walked up to the little gangster whose leg was broken by him, picked up the yellow hair on the top of his head, lifted his head up and asked: "My leg hurt just now, that kid told Yaodong and Yaoyang to come
Are they there? Are they in the crowd?"
The boy had been frightened for a long time, but now that he saw Zhang Zihao's fierce look, he couldn't hold it in and urinated.
Sitting on the ground, he covered the wound on his leg with his hands, and a large area was wet under his buttocks. He shook his head with a sad face and said: "Brother, please let me go. Brother Yaodong and Brother Yaoyang didn't come, this kind of
How could they take matters into their own hands?"
After letting go of the little gangster, Zhang Zihao walked towards Miao Qiang. Miao Qiang had just finished making a call and was putting his phone in his pocket.
"Old Miao, what should we do next?"
"I just got off the phone with Lao Jia, and he immediately brought people over to take over the scene. But Lao Jia said, if these guys dare to be so arrogant, there must be umbrellas above them. After a while, there will definitely be a policeman coming to ask for people, and he asked us to control it first
Stay safe and don't hand these little gangsters over to anyone before he brings them over."
As they were talking, sirens sounded outside the factory, and then three police cars parked outside the factory gate. Then more than a dozen police officers got out of the cars, led by a fat man in his forties.
Looking at the police rank on his body, Zhang Zihao whispered: "The level is not low. Looking at the flowers on his shoulders, he should be an inspector."
Miao Qiang curled his lips and said, "Damn, I'm still in charge!"
But the strange thing is that the fat man staggered a little when he got out of the car. When they arrived, Miao Qiang and Miao Qiang realized that this guy had been drinking. His face was red, his ears were red, he smelled of alcohol, and he even had the buttons of his police uniform wrong.
Just listen to him muttering as he walked: "What a bunch of bastards, I can't stop drinking at the wedding banquet during my break today, take them all back!"
"yes!"
After hearing the order, the dozen or so police officers who were accompanying them were about to arrest them. Upon seeing this, Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao quickly stepped forward to block their way, and said to the fat man: "You can't take these people away, we have taken over the case."
The fat policeman was stunned after hearing this, pointed at Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao and asked: "Who are you two, dare to hinder the police from handling the case?"
Before Miao Qiang and the others could say anything, a young policeman suddenly shouted: "He has guns in both hands."
This was a serious incident. More than a dozen policemen pointed their guns at Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao. At the same time, another policeman discovered the injured Li Teng and another gangster and hurriedly said: "They shot and injured someone!"
The fat policeman got excited when he heard this. He took out his pistol and pointed it at Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao and said sternly: "Put down the weapons in your hands, put your head in your hands and squat on the ground, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Miao Qiang sneered, took out the security department work permit issued by the police, and threw it at the fat policeman. The fat policeman caught it and was dumbfounded. He hurriedly ordered his men to put away their guns, and then stood at attention at Miao Qiang and Zhang Zihao.
, saluted and said: "Hello, two leaders!"
Miao Qiang put away his work permit and sneered: "Don't talk to me about these useless things. Let me ask you, do you still remember the police regulations? You dare to drink during work hours! You dare to draw a gun when you are drunk! How majestic! Name?! Position
?!Which unit does it belong to?! What is the police officer number?!"
After being bluffed by Miao Qiang, the fat policeman suddenly woke up from his drunkenness. He felt a chill on his spine and numbness on his scalp. He hesitated for a long time and was speechless.
In fact, you can't blame him. Lantian Printing Factory is located in a remote area, with a vast area of dozens of kilometers and sparsely populated areas. There is a small police station nearby, and the fat man in front of him is Zhang Zhi, the chief of the small police station.
Zhang Zhi was originally on vacation today to attend his brother's wedding. He drank a few more drinks during the dinner. Who would have thought that such a big case would happen here? For a while, the police station lost its backbone, and a group of subordinates didn't know
What to do was to go to the wedding banquet and drag him out. This not only delayed the time for the police to dispatch the police, but also made him unable to defend himself.
Just when he was at a loss, a motorcade with sirens roared over. Looking at the size of the motorcade, Zhang Zhi secretly shouted: "It's over!"