Muga, who was shot in the chest, raised the corner of his mouth twice and stood up. The shot just now happened to hit his chest and was blocked by a thick broad-backed steel knife, without causing any real damage at all.
, as soon as he stood up, Barry rushed over to him, stretched out his hand and held his arm.
Xu Qing over there had already grabbed Wu Liang's back collar, lifted him up like a chicken with one arm, picked up the pistol on the ground and pressed it directly against the guy's eyes.
"I hate the guy who shoots people behind the back the most, and you just happened to bump into him." After saying that, he immediately sent him forward, and used his toes to pick up the woven bag that had fallen to the side. It contained millions of dollars.
, can't just leave it like this.
At this moment, two people walked out of the factory. One was Hou Zhiqiang, who was wearing a mask, and the other was Lu Hua, who had his face wrapped in black cloth. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to be a masked man.
Mian Daxia, he was also carrying a box in his hand, which contained those white powders that can turn people into ghosts.
Hou Zhiqiang stepped forward and stretched out his hand with a flattering look on his face and said: "Boss, let me help you carry your things." Xu Qing didn't say much, threw the woven bag in his hand over, and stabbed Wu Liang in the face with the muzzle of his gun.
He said: "What are you still waiting for? Get in the car and ask your subordinate to put down his weapon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Muay Thai boxer Cai Kun jumped out of the car door with a gun in his hand. He raised the muzzle and pointed it directly at Xu Qing's door. He had already observed in the car that this middle-aged man was an important person.
, he held the gun with both hands and shouted in a deep voice: "Let Mr. Wu go, or I will shoot."
Xu Qing smiled disapprovingly and said: "Good guy, why didn't those dog-like things bite off your hand? Are you alive and kicking so quickly? Shoot, just shoot, if you don't shoot, you are just a fool
grandson!"
Cai Kun really didn't dare to shoot, because Mr. Wu was still in his hands, and bullets didn't have eyes. It would be a disaster if someone accidentally injured Mr. Wu.
Xu Qing was sure that this guy didn't dare to shoot easily, and the baffle named Wu next to him was the best thing. He pulled Wu Liang, who was pale, and said in a deep voice: "Call the idiot on the other side or he will shoot us.
Gun, or just put down the gun obediently, do you understand?"
Wu Liang looked bitter. He had no courage to let Cai Kun shoot anyway, so he could only shout at the top of his lungs: "Put down the gun, I told you to put the gun down!"
There was a look of struggle in Cai Kun's eyes. After struggling for two seconds, he finally lowered the muzzle of the gun and let it fall to the ground. Since the boss had already compromised, how could he persist as a part-time worker?
Xu Qing escorted Wu Liang onto the Wrangler. When he passed by Cai Kun, who was bowing his head and said nothing, he suddenly reversed the butt of his gun and hit him on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious on the spot. Then he ordered Hou Zhiqiang to drag him up.
car, but he did not abandon the foreign lovers and let them squeeze into the car together. This place was not safe. Maybe as soon as they left here, a group of little monsters came out and gnawed them clean. It was so miserable.
Quite a bit.
The Wrangler roared away from this land of right and wrong. Early the next morning, there was a car on the street opposite the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau. There was a banner on it that read: The black boss of drug dealers has committed heinous crimes.
This banner alone is eye-catching enough, but something even more eye-catching is yet to come. Two pistols with silencers are hung on the reflectors, but there are no magazines. It is not difficult to tell from their metal texture that they are real.
Real guy.
The news soon reached the Public Security Bureau, and a group of nervous police officers arrived. They immediately cordoned off the scene and then pointed their guns at the car door.
The two policemen with loud voices shouted at the car door several times but received no response. The criminal police captain Hu Hanliang winked at them, and the two men tiptoed forward and opened the car door.
Wow! Bags of white noodles fell from the crack of the opened car door. Some bags fell on the ground and broke the bags. The experienced police officers smelled the special smell and knew what it was. Drugs. They were all high-purity.
Drugs, this is really a credit that fell from the sky!
After leaving a large number of bags of drugs, Hu Hanliang saw clearly the scene in the car. Two men were lying on the car seat with their eyes closed. There was a sign hanging around their necks, which read, respectively, the principal criminal, the accomplice, and the one with the principal criminal.
The man with the brand name is familiar to many police officers present. He is Wu Liang, the leader of the Qingmeng, an underground force in Jiangcheng, and there is another one of his subordinates.
Wu Liang has not been in office for a long time. There are still files and materials in the bureau piled up one foot high. But the strange thing is that no one touches him. Anyone with a little eye will know that there is someone in the court, as long as it is not on the ground in Jiangcheng across the province.
There is really no one here to touch someone like him. What is going on today? A few old police officers even glanced at the sun in the sky seriously, but saw nothing unusual!
Hu Hanliang and Wu Liang have the same pronunciation. When he was first transferred to Jiangcheng, he also thought about doing meritorious deeds with this person. However, before he had time to make plans, he was called by several phone calls and his head was almost covered.
Even the hat on your head has been wiped off, and now someone with drugs and a pistol is coming to your door. Should you arrest him or not?
It would be extremely shameful to grab someone's butt and let it go before it was warmed up. At that time, the game would be to crush the person to death, and the game would be to inflict disaster by stepping on someone. Thinking of this, Hu Hanliang felt tingling in his back.
Jiner.
Kakaka——
The bright lights made people panic. When Hu Hanliang was thinking about it, a group of media with guns and cannons suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They couldn't help but shoot at the scene. This made all the police panic. They have to be shameless these days.
We are most afraid of exposure. Sometimes a smile or a watch can lead to a piece of news after dinner. Being careless or unintentional is what everyone in the mixed system is most afraid of.
Hu Hanliang gritted his teeth and waved his hand and said: "Take the suspects and physical evidence back first. Today is the time for us to hunt the big tiger." In fact, what he was doing was not hunting the tiger at all, at best it was almost picking up the tiger.
The public security officers showed their due high quality. They collected the physical evidence in an orderly manner, pinched all the white flour on the ground, and afterward, they flushed the ground with a bottle of mineral water. They must not wait on the sidelines.
Media personnel leave clues that can be used for speculation.
It only took less than ten minutes for the Wrangler to be driven through the city bureau gate. All the media who followed were blocked from the door. They could only take pictures of their backs, add some imagination and analysis, and add a few more.
Good news.
Just across the street, from the window on the top floor of a small hotel, someone was watching the development of the situation closely with high-power binoculars until everyone dispersed.