The three people stepped on the broken glass on the floor and appeared in the splendid hall. They stood nonchalantly, as if they were not facing hundreds of policemen armed to the teeth, but a group of vulnerable children.
The third sister had an ugly look on her face and quietly stepped back. At the same time, she made a melon-cutting gesture to Maomao, indicating not to hold back this time. Maomao nodded and was about to rush forward with others when suddenly Bei Xiaoshuai stretched out his hand and shouted
Said: "Wait!"
The crowd was shocked by their arrogance and stopped immediately. Bei Xiaoshuai dropped the pickaxe on the ground, took off his new black cashmere short coat, hung it carefully on the door handle, and muttered
: "It's a Ma Bi, a Jack Jones that I bought for more than 900 yuan. It would be a pity if it gets broken."
Zhuo Li chuckled and took off his newly bought Lilang business men's clothing and threw it away. It was not that he was afraid that the clothes would be torn, but that he felt uncomfortable fighting in a jacket.
The three of them are holding sledgehammers, pickaxes and long-handled fire axes respectively, which are used for destruction. They also have secondary weapons. Liu Ziguang has two asp swing sticks, Zhuo Li has a sharp saber, and Bei Xiao
Shuai is a short knife made from a hacksaw blade.
"You two, just take care of my retreat and don't distract me." After Liu Ziguang said that, he rushed over first. Bei Xiaoshuai and Zhuo Li also roared and followed him into the enemy group. At this time, no one wanted to
To be sure, they both knew that Liu Ziguang was the best and that a combination of three people could be invincible, so the two of them just helped him defend against the enemies coming from behind. The main player was still Liu Ziguang.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a fun fight. With a sledgehammer in my hand, I danced like a splash of wind, and even water couldn’t get into it. A sledgehammer is a weapon of great destructive power. If you touch it, you’ll be in trouble. What’s more,
Being hit by a round ball, anyone who stood in front of Liu Ziguang could not even parry. The slender billiard stick in his hand was either knocked off or smashed into two pieces. The person was hit by a hammer and his bones were broken on the spot.
The tendons were broken and he was immediately thrown to the ground.
Suddenly there was a "click", and the wooden handle of the sledgehammer broke due to excessive force. The gangsters took advantage of this opportunity and swarmed over again. Liu Ziguang threw the sledgehammer away, pulled out two asps and threw them away, and heard a whine.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the light and tough swinging stick actually made a frightening whistle under his fast movements. This thing could bend even iron pipes, let alone hitting people.
Liu Ziguang had quick eyes and quick hands, specializing in hitting people's joints. The two swinging sticks flew up and down, either at the wrists or at the knees. There was a burst of howling ghosts in front of him, and occasionally some people were kicked by him and flew sideways.
In comparison, Bei Xiaoshuai and Zhuo Li had nothing to do. They just followed Liu Ziguang, helping him clean up the corners and cover the back roads. Some blind bastards wanted to get in and take advantage of the loopholes, but they were all stopped by Bei.
The two knives of Xiaoshuai and Zhuo Li slashed the flesh to pieces. Fortunately, it was winter and everyone was wearing thick clothes. If the clothes were thin in summer, the splendid hall would probably be filled with blood.
In the monitoring room upstairs, Yan Jinlong stared at the monitor with a calm expression. For a moment, he had a strange feeling that he was watching a movie, watching a clip of Chen Zhen sweeping the Hongkou Dojo in "Fist of Fury".
Everything is so unreal. Hundreds of people can't beat three people. Is there any justice? Is there any law?
Although Mr. Yan looked calm and composed, the cigarette in his hand had burned to the filter and he didn't even know it. He didn't put away the cigarette butt until his fingers were burned, picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Yang Suo, something happened in the store. Send someone over quickly. Who is it? It's Liu Ziguang. Yes, three of them, all holding murder weapons." Mr. Yan didn't realize that his voice was trembling until he put down the phone.
He grabbed the walkie-talkie again and said: "Third Sister, we cannot let them come up under any circumstances. We must persist until someone comes."
There was a wailing sound in the background from the intercom. The third sister gasped and her voice trembled: "I understand, Brother Jin Long."
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In the police station, Yang Feng, the newly appointed deputy director, stroked his smooth chin thoughtfully. He is now the de facto head of the police station. The old director had long thought about retiring, and his colleagues all knew that.
Yang Suo's father is the leader of the organization department. He is extremely tough in the background and has strong ability to do things. Everyone obeys him.
Yang Suo picked up the walkie-talkie and arranged for the police car on duty nearby to go over and see what was going on. Liu Ziguang was too crazy. He had committed rape several times, but he just didn't let himself get caught. Now he is the director and has the power.
It is invalid after the expiration date. This time he must be arrested and dealt with. I dare not say anything else. Detaining him for fifteen days is always within the scope of authority.
Humph, you thought you would become a business person just by getting connected with the Zhicheng Group and opening a shabby kindergarten? p! You will still be punished if you commit a crime!
However, something seemed not quite right when I heard Yan Jinlong's voice just now. There were not many things that could make this lake panic. Maybe there were more than three people who made trouble in the past. Yang Feng thought of this, suddenly stood up, and took out the safe*
* Wearing it around his waist, he shouted outside: "Xiao Zhang, get out of the car! I'm going to the riverside to have a look."
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At this time, the battle in the splendid hall was coming to an end. The ground was littered with wounded people with broken arms and legs. The mourners were everywhere, blood was flowing all over the ground, and they were slipping when they walked.
Mr. Yan is a person of good taste. There are many valuable handicrafts in the hall, such as vases, screens, jade carvings, and various exquisitely crafted things. They are all fragile. This fight has affected them.
, it was completely ruined, and the loss is estimated to be no less than millions.
Maomao and a group of people were guarding the stairs and did not dare to come. Liu Ziguang and the others did not attack. They just sat on the bar to relax and smoke. Zhuo Li used a fire ax to open the glass door of the wine cabinet next to him and took out a few cans of drinks. The three of them
Drinking it tastefully made the third sister and Maomao angry, but there was nothing they could do. These three people were so powerful. No wonder the people in Gaotupo were so arrogant. With such a boss, it was impossible not to be arrogant.
Mr. Yan used the walkie-talkie to inform them that reinforcements would be arriving shortly. Maomao also told his subordinates that after a while, when everyone arrived, even if they were replaced by people, these three boys would be killed.
Sure enough, two minutes later, a sudden sound of brakes sounded outside. A green military green SUV stopped at the door. With the sound of doors opening and closing heavily, dozens of tough men got out of the car.
The ladies cheered for a while, thinking that reinforcements had arrived, but Third Sister and Maomao looked at each other in confusion. Who was coming? Why didn't they recognize each other?
Li Jianguo and Captain Zhong walked into the gate, and the scene in front of them surprised them a little. A smile appeared on Li Jianguo's gloomy face, and Captain Zhong also curled his lips and smiled: "Not bad at it, we are almost catching up with our T troops."
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Li Jianguo said: "Old Zhong, it's almost over, I won't bother your people to come forward."
Captain Zhong said: "How can that be done? It would be boring to come all the way here and not move your muscles and bones."
Li Jianguo said: "There's nothing left for them to do. Just leave those little miscellaneous fish to me. It won't look good if your gang of hungry tigers can't hold back their energy and kill people."
Captain Zhong nodded, took an engineering shovel from his subordinate and threw it to Li Jianguo: "Okay, Jianguo, come here, I'll set up the formation for you."
Li Jianguo took the engineering shovel and walked over, stepping on the glass shards and fragments of handicrafts on the floor. Sitting at the bar were Liu Ziguang and others who greeted him: "Brother Jianguo is here."
"Well, I came a little late, is there still life?"
"Yes, I've kept it for you." Liu Ziguang pointed at Maomao and the others at the stairs, who subconsciously took a few steps back, extremely wary.
Li Jianguo sneered and said to Bei Xiaoshuai: "I'll lend you the knife for a while."
He took Bei Xiaoshuai's knife and looked at the stairs. He suddenly waved his hand and the knife flew over, just in time to cut off the chain and wires hanging the chandelier. The crystal chandelier worth half a million yuan fell to the ground with a crash.
Maomao and others were smashed below, thousands of crystal clear crystal beads rolled all over the ground, big beads and small beads fell onto the jade plate, making a crisp tinkling sound, it was a spectacle.
Upstairs, Yan Jinlong's face turned green at this moment. He was holding on to the sofa handrail so tightly that he almost made holes in the leather handrail. He wanted to call Yang Suo several times to urge him, but he still held back. Let's make a fuss, make a fuss.
The bigger the better, it’s best to make it impossible to end. Anyway, you are the victim. You are not afraid of the officialdom, and you are not afraid of it in private. No matter how good your martial arts is, you are still afraid of the enemy. When the agents invited from the south arrive, it doesn’t matter who you are.
What kind of hero is shot down with one shot?
An 11o patrol car from the police station arrived at the scene. Lao Wang got out of the car with two police officers. The scene in front of him surprised him. Did the splendid city provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked? These tough men in casual clothes
, looking at the style, it is clear that they are not ordinary people, and those large-displacement off-road vehicles with fancy shapes without license plates are not something ordinary people can buy.
The experienced Lao Wang did not try to get into trouble at all, but called for support, saying that there were too many people attacking and he could not handle it, so he asked Yang Suo to come personally.
Lao Wang has been working as a police officer all his life and has never seen anything like this. In a place like this that hides filth and evil, there are so many harmful things. The reason why they are so rampant is because they have a protective umbrella to support them. As an ordinary policeman, Lao Wang
There is nothing you can do about this kind of thing.
His immediate boss, Deputy Director Yang, is one of Jin Jijing Huang's protective umbrellas. This young master uses official tools for personal use. Not only does he act as a protective umbrella for himself, but he also drags the police officers with him. For issues that are really related to the people, the police dispatch is extremely slow, but Jin Jijing Huang Huang is...
Yang Suo was more active than anyone else in the matter, just like a watchdog.
"The police are not wiping the butts of these gangsters. If you offend people you shouldn't offend, it's your own fault." Lao Wang muttered, threw the microphone back, sat in the car, lit a cigarette and rested. Feel free to make as much trouble as you like inside.
, none of my business.
Not long after, Yang Feng's police car also arrived at the scene. Deputy Director Yang jumped out of the police car and angrily walked inside, but was blocked by two men with shaved heads. Yang Feng took out his ID and shouted angrily: "Get out of the way! The police are handling the case.
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The two men with flat heads pushed Yang Feng away expressionlessly and said in standard Mandarin: "Go aside, the road here is closed, no entry is allowed."
Only then did Yang Feng notice the other party's attire and vehicle. He couldn't figure out what the other party was looking at, but he still shouted in a stern tone: "I am the director of the police station, and I want you to take the lead to see me."
The crew-cut man ignored him at all and pushed him out of the cordon. Yang Feng became furious and glanced at the off-road vehicles, guessing that they were members of the military.
The military people are great, they can still treat you! Yang Feng returned to the car, reported to the command center, and asked the city bureau to contact the Military Affairs Office of the local security headquarters and ask them to send a picket team.