Du Ziyuan did not dare to delay and immediately rushed up the stairs. But the stairs were full of people rolling and struggling. He almost stepped on the backs of these people and rushed to the second floor.
There were the most people on the second floor, and it was almost crowded. They struggled with each other and rolled into a ball in the corridor and on the stairs. They breathed heavily, gritted their teeth and cursed loudly, trying their best to suppress their opponents and choke them. He grabbed their necks. But the person behind him grabbed their necks again and threw them to the ground.
Du Ziyuan pushed away the people who were struggling, squeezed through the gaps, and stepped on them. The situation on the second floor was clear at a glance. Zheng Yuanshan must not be here. He wanted to rush to the third floor as soon as possible.
At this time, a man rushed over from the crowd in the corridor, grabbed his arm, and roared at him. When he looked back, it was Guan Jinzhou who was gnashing his teeth and almost going crazy.
Guan Jinzhou yelled at him: "Du, get the fuck out of here!"
Du Ziyuan never wanted to get entangled with him. He tried hard to break free from Guan Jinzhou's hand, walked along the stairs filled with people, stepped on their bodies, and climbed hard to the third floor.
Guan Jinzhou still desperately grabbed him and tried to throw him down the stairs. They struggled with each other and climbed to the third floor. They finally reached the third floor in the struggle.
But there were more people on the third floor, almost one on top of the other. When someone wanted to rush into a room, the people behind him hugged his waist desperately, threw him to the ground, and punched him with their fists. Another The man rushed over, knocked down the man above him who was throwing his fists, and fell on top of him. They were sweating profusely and struggling and yelling non-stop.
Du Ziyuan and Guan Jinzhou grabbed each other and rushed into the corridor. They dodged the people who were struggling with each other, and finally rushed into the small hall. They immediately saw the small storage room. The door of the small storage room was open. .
The light was on in the small storage room, and there was a Simmons mattress on the floor, but there was no one inside.
Guan Jinzhou already knew, but Du Ziyuan immediately guessed that this was a place where people were hiding.
But now, this small storage room is empty, only the Simmons mattress illuminated by the light and the messy quilt on the mattress.
Du Ziyuan and Guan Jinzhou both looked at the storage room in astonishment. They turned back and stared at each other in astonishment, with unconcealed doubts in their eyes. At this time, they were speechless.
Du Ziyuan turned his head and shouted: "Can you find anyone?"
This shout had such amazing magic power! Suddenly, as if from somewhere, a chilling cold wind blew in. This cold wind was swirling in the corridor and in the room, and seemed to have a faint whistling sound. This cold wind passed over everyone's heads and bodies. It also passed through their hearts.
Wherever this cold wind passed, everyone slowly stopped and relaxed their hands.
They struggled, staggered, or climbed up from the ground with difficulty, or helped their companions. They panted violently and stared at each other, with unspeakable doubts and confusion in their eyes. They were somewhat demented. Looking around, he seemed to want to find some answer.
This invisible and intangible cold wind, which can only be felt by people, seems to be rushing downstairs along the stairs, passing all the people, and rushing downstairs like water. Wherever the cold wind passes, everyone The people who were struggling and struggling gradually stopped. They slowly got up, wiping the blood on their faces and covering the injuries on their bodies. They supported each other and looked at each other, seeming to be looking for answers. There seemed to be still something in their eyes. Somewhat at a loss.
No one shouted, no one gave orders. But in the entire building, nearly a hundred people from both sides stopped, waiting in silence. Or, they were preparing for a new round of fighting.
On the third floor, Du Ziyuan glared at Guan Jinzhou. He could clearly see Guan Jinzhou's fear and uneasiness. He also knew that Guan Jinzhou must understand the look in his eyes. At this time, they all had a huge question in their hearts, where is Zheng Yuanshan?
Damn it, where did Zheng Yuanshan go?!
Du Ziyuan shouted again: "Can you find anyone?"
Although he realized that no one was found, he still asked.
At this time, Chu Bolin squeezed through the crowd. He was sweating profusely and gasping for breath: "Old Du, I have searched high and low, but I can't find anyone!"
Guan Jinzhou shouted: "Du Ziyuan! Du Ziyuan!" But he was speechless.
He could also see that it was obvious that Zheng Yuanshan was not in Du Ziyuan's hands. Otherwise, he would not have asked this twice. Damn it! He himself didn't know where Zheng Yuanshan had gone!
He shouted again: "Chen Yintang! Chen Yintang! Where the hell are you!"
Chen Yintang finally squeezed in from outside the door. His hair hung down in front of his forehead, his face was stained, and his clothes were torn off. The plaster on his neck was even more conspicuous under the light. He looked at Du Ziyuan and then at Guan
Jinzhou looked back at the empty small storage room. He stared at the people around him in fear and shouted: "Where are the people! Where are the people!"
However, no one answered him. Everyone's eyes were full of questions and confusion, or they were at a loss.
People in the entire building, those standing in the corridor, on the stairs, or in a certain room, all looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what was going on. The mysterious cold wind was still swirling silently among them.
With.
At this moment, dozens of bright car lights suddenly lit up outside No. 41 Boundary Street, and a thrilling siren sounded at the same time.
People on both sides of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, in the room, in the corridor, and on the stairs, all turned around and looked outside. They soon saw that behind the bright car lights, hundreds of Hong Kong police were standing. They all raised their guns and fired at
Taking aim in the building. Then, they saw Maxwell, the Commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force, leaving the police car and walking towards the door of the building. His face was very gloomy.
At this time, Director Mai was actually very surprised. He received a report that a very serious fight had occurred here. The person who called the police said that someone might have been killed! However, when he arrived here, he saw
Everyone in the building stood motionless. He had no idea what was going on here!
He walked into the building, looked around, and then walked upstairs.
The people on the stairs made way for him and watched him pass by silently.
Director Maxwell could clearly see that these people had injuries on their faces and bodies. Some were bleeding from their heads, some had their faces or eyes swollen from being beaten. Others were being helped.
There was no doubt that a serious fight had just occurred here. But now, why were they standing like this? It was impossible to tell who was on the same side as whom. This was something he couldn't understand.
Maxwell walked until he reached the third floor and saw the person he was looking for. One was Du Ziyuan and the other was Guan Jinzhou.
He waved to the two men and walked into an empty room first. After the two men came in, he closed the door, turned back and glared at them sternly.
He pointed at them and almost roared: "You, Mr. Du! You, Mr. Guan! I know who you are! I know it very clearly! I don't want to interfere with your business now! I don't want to interfere! But
You can’t give me a reason to meddle in this business! You must never have another fight here!”
Du Ziyuan stared at him, not wanting to speak.
But Guan Jinzhou couldn't help it. He said: "Chief Mair, we didn't have a fight, we were peaceful."
Sheriff Mai stared at him, "Then what are you doing! Are you playing a game!"
"We're looking for...looking for something, we're just looking for something."
"You're making excuses! I clearly saw people outside with blood on their faces and injuries on their bodies! Many people were injured!"
"We were just looking for something. We were rummaging through boxes and cabinets. We might have broken something. It's possible."
"So, can you tell me what you are looking for!"
"This...I'm sorry, I can't tell you. This Mr. Du won't tell you either."
Sheriff Mai stared at them. He actually didn't want to ask more. He knew that the matter between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party was a very troublesome matter. He said: "If you continue to fight..."
"Sorry, we didn't fight." Guan Jinzhou said immediately.
"I mean, if you fight again! I will arrest all the people who are fighting! Give him a heavy sentence! You are not polite! I will do what I say! I don't care which side of you he is! Do you understand!
"
Du Ziyuan was in no mood to talk nonsense with Sheriff Mai at this time. Zheng Yuanshan was gone, and that was the biggest thing on his mind! Damn it! How could he be missing? He saw it from the faces of Guan Jinzhou and Chen Yintang
When they came out, they didn't know where Zheng Yuanshan had gone. So, he didn't want to waste any more words here.
He said: "Sergeant Mai, I'm sorry, I still have something to do and I have to take a step forward. Please continue to teach him."
Du Ziyuan opened the door and walked out. His face was cold and his eyes were stern. He didn't look at anyone. When he was about to reach the stairs, he waved his hand vigorously. Many people on his side moved and followed him.
They walked back downstairs. They followed each other, silently walked down the stairs, and walked towards the door.
Such a large group of people all had sullen faces and said nothing. Some people supported each other, or were carried on their backs, and walked out of the gate. They walked past a large group of even more shocked Hong Kong police officers. They kept walking into the distance and kept walking.
Enter the darkness and disappear into the darkness.
Zheng Yuanshan, who was attracting everyone's attention, just disappeared. No one knows how he disappeared.
At dawn, Guan Jinzhou and Du Ziyuan cast a wide net across Hong Kong almost at the same time, looking for Zheng Yuanshan everywhere.
Just after ten o'clock in the morning, a furious Feng Dun ordered a raid on the warehouse of the Hong Kong Intelligence Station on King Fook Street.
At first, it was quiet outside the warehouse, with only some pedestrians passing by the door. Suddenly there was a loud whistle, and these pedestrians rushed into the warehouse on King Fook Street like wild beasts.
