Hu Rong has lived for twenty-four years and has never felt so powerless and humiliated as she does now. In college, she was the school beauty. After joining the workforce, she became a police beauty. She has always been sought after by male classmates and male colleagues. Because of her father’s special status
, the leader also took special care of her. Later, she joined the powerful group of the Second Criminal Police Brigade, solved several major cases in a row, and won the reputation of the flower of the criminal police, which made her proud and conceited...
But now, the proud female police officer was held down by a few dirty little mules, her clothes were torn, and a pair of proud jade rabbits jumped out of her chest. The young and Dangerous boys were so surprised that they shouted "Booba" and started laughing lewdly.
, in the distance, the sound of hacking and killing Han Guang was still heard. The feeling of despair, anger, and humiliation hit Hu Rong's heart like a wave. A stream of blood rushed to the top of her head, and tears came out of her eyes. She struggled hard, but it was like falling into a wolf.
Like a flock of lambs, meaningless struggles can only lead to the excitement of wolves.
Hu Rong often exercises. After her pants were torn, her two round and slender legs were exposed to the public. The young and Dangerous boys salivated and exchanged surprised looks with each other. They praised in their hearts that Bei Gu has a good figure and is the leader.
The young and Dangerous boy was muscular, wearing a white vest, with a thick gold chain hanging around his neck. He couldn't hold it anymore, took out the dark weapon from his crotch and shouted: "Akun, Afa, hold it down for me.
she."
Ah Kun and Ah Fa lifted Hu Rong up on the left and right sides, with their heads facing the wall and their buttocks facing the outside. They smiled and said, "Brother Ji, let us have a taste of Bei Gu after you finish it."
Brother Ji smiled proudly and felt something strange. He looked back and saw that there were four more people in the back alley. The dim street lights stretched their figures very long. All four of them were wearing long windbreakers and carrying heavy bags.
travel bag, with sunglasses on his face making it difficult to see his face, giving him a dusty look.
"Go ahead and do business with Lian Sheng!" Brother Ji shouted angrily, seemingly not paying attention to these four people at all.
Brother Ji's voice alerted the young and Dangerous boys who were cutting people. They stopped and looked at the four strangers with their blood-stained watermelon knives, staring at them with eagerness.
These four people are clearly Daquan. For Daquan, the Young and Dangerous guys don't take it seriously at all. This is Tsim Sha Tsui after all, and it is He Lian Sheng's territory. What's more, there are many of them now, and there are more than a dozen machetes here.
Here you go, are you still afraid of the four big circles?
"Okay, let's hit the street!" The young and Dangerous boys pointed at the four big circles with blood dripping machetes and cursed, their eyes were full of fierceness, blood was flowing on the ground, Han Guang had already lost his life, Hu Rong
They are still struggling over there.
"What's the connection between crow and winning streak?" The man standing at the front lit another cigarette and asked casually. The cigarette was a white Marlboro, and the lighter was a brass gun. The moment the lighter was lit, you could see
There is an obvious scar on his face, and his accent has a distinct Northwest flavor, but the Young and Dangerous boys can't tell the difference at all. They only know that people outside Hong Kong are all Yankees.
"Xiaotangkou, a low-level, short mule who works behind Sun Ngee On and 14k." Wu Wu speaks with a standard Hong Kong accent. He used to work in the Yau Tsim Mong area, so he naturally knows the power structure very well.
"Let him go and get out!" Scarface's tone was still very calm, like a teacher scolding a disobedient student.
"Kill him!" Brother Ji is not a religious man. He is about to enjoy the hot figure of Bei Gu. How can he allow others to disturb him? He gave the order and all the young and Dangerous boys swarmed forward, raising more than a dozen machetes high in the air.
, the momentum is amazing.
The four men stood there calmly and took out Guy Shi from the heavy travel bag, an AK47 with a folding stock, a Remington shotgun with a sawn-off handle, and
Two big black stars.
The pupils of the young and Dangerous boys narrowed rapidly, and their steps stopped abruptly. Their sneakers rubbed against the ground, making a sound like braking. They turned around and ran away, as if they had met the King of Hell. They did not chase after four circles, but took the
The man from Remington picked up his gun and fired a shot at their heads. The red muzzle flash and loud gunshot scared the young and Dangerous boys to move faster.
Brother Ji was stunned. He never thought that these big groups were gangsters! A Kun and A Fa who caught Hu Rong were also stunned. Unknowingly, the strength in their hands loosened. How could Hu Rong let go of this opportunity? She
While struggling to break free, he saw the machete in Akun's belt. His eyes lit up and he grabbed it. Without any hesitation in his mind, he slashed at Brother Ji.
Brother Ji's skills are not bad, otherwise he would not be able to achieve the status of a small boss with the winning streak. Since he debuted at the age of fourteen, he has never suffered a loss in the arena. This is due to his agility.
With his strong physique, Hu Rong swung his knife and slashed. His movements seemed to him like slow motion in a movie. There was no danger at all. He quickly retreated to avoid the blade.
Unfortunately, in order to enjoy the hot figure of Beigu, Brother Ji's jeans had already been pulled down to his ankles. He avoided the blade, but his feet were unstable and he fell to the ground on his back.
Hu Rong rushed over like crazy and raised the machete high. Ji Ge subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but his flesh and blood body could not block the sharp machete. His wrist was immediately cut off, and all the bones were exposed.
, Brother Ji screamed in pain, Gulu turned to the side, and used his intact left hand to lift his pants. Hu Rong did not allow him to escape, and instead of cutting, he stabbed him with a knife, hitting Brother Ji's anus.
The machete does not have a sharp edge like a Western sword. Its shape is generally a long strip with an obtuse angle at the top. It is mainly used for chopping. However, this does not mean that it cannot stab. On the contrary, the obtuse edge will penetrate the human body.
, will bring greater harm.
Hu Rong, this little bitch, is really cruel. After the machete was stabbed in, she actually turned around. Now Ji Ge was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream out, but fainted directly. Don't think that the anal
It's just that there are no important organs in the place where you poop. In fact, the anus is damaged by this knife. The prostate inside and the main thing that carries on the family line are all destroyed, and turned into a pile of rotten meat under the stirring of the machete.
Only then did Ah Kun and Ah Fa react and wanted to rescue Brother Ji, but the four men with guns had already come over. In the blink of an eye, they made an extremely wise decision, leaving their boss alone and running away.
run.
"Lu Hai, Crow, you two are on guard." After Chu Xiangdong finished speaking, he walked to Hu Rong with Remington, who was still smoking, and asked, "Are you from Jiangbei?"
Hu Rong didn't say anything, just stared at Chu Xiangdong, holding the machete tightly in her hand. She had already recognized that this gangster was Chu Xiangdong who had killed Yang Feng and had a gunfight with her in Jiangbei City Cemetery. She didn't expect that they would actually
She ran away to Hong Kong, and now her enemies are extremely jealous of each other. She has made up her mind that she will not be humiliated even if she dies.
But Chu Xiangdong did not recognize Hu Rong. He just slowly took off his windbreaker and threw it to Hu Rong, who was half-dressed. He took out a few five hundred Hong Kong dollars from his trousers pocket, looked at them, turned around and shouted: "
Who has money on him?"
Zhang Baiqiang put the AK47 into his travel bag, rummaged around in his pocket, and took out a few banknotes. Lu Hai and Crow also searched the body, and the four of them collected more than 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, and threw the red, yellow, and yellow banknotes in the bag.
In front of Hu Rong.
"Little sister, go back to your hometown as soon as possible." Chu Xiangdong spoke in standard Jiangbei dialect. It seemed that he regarded Hu Rong as a fellow countryman who was doing the flesh business in Hong Kong.
For some reason, when Hu Rong heard these words from the gangster, her eyes filled with tears and she burst into tears.
Chu Xiangdong said nothing more, stood up and left. The four tough bandits slowly disappeared into the darkness just as they had come.
In the distance, sirens rang. The gunfire just now alerted nearby citizens. Someone called the police. The efficiency of the Hong Kong police was not to be boasted. In less than three minutes, four PTUs on foot rushed to the scene.
PTU is the mobile unit of the Hong Kong police. Different from ordinary PCs, police officers of the mobile unit wear berets and high-waisted military boots. There is a lightning icon under the cap badge. They usually patrol on foot in groups of four. It is the Hong Kong police's combat and prevention force.
Criminal mobility.
Since the reporter claimed to have heard gunshots, the PTUs all pulled out their heavy-barreled .38 revolvers and covered each other as they moved forward. When they arrived at the crime scene, they found two bloody people lying on the ground and a man sitting in the corner.
The woman shouted to them in Mandarin: "Hurry and save people!"
The police officer leading the team immediately used the intercom and said: "Headquarters, ptu2557 Shazhan Li Yongsen reported that there was a fight in the back alley of the Prince's Building on William William Road in Tsim Sha Tsui. Two Chinese men were seriously injured and a Chinese woman was slightly injured. Please send a white car.
,over.”
Soon, the stormtroopers and patrol PCs also arrived, sealing off the scene and collecting evidence. The noise of the walkie-talkie was endless. Under the red and blue flashing police lights, Hu Rong looked pale and watched silently as the dying Han Guang was carried into the ambulance.
, he had an oxygen mask on his nose, his eyes were closed, and his life or death was uncertain.
Scenes from the past came to mind. Captain Han's voice and smile were so familiar that Hu Rong couldn't help crying again. A policewoman stepped forward and put a blanket on her. Several cids from the crime team stepped forward and wanted to ask questions, but...
It was discovered that the victim was actually a colleague from the mainland who came to investigate the money laundering case.
Things are getting serious!
…
Hong Kong, St. Mary's Hospital, Han Guang is undergoing emergency surgery and is not out of danger yet. Accompanied by two policemen, Hu Rong is sitting on the bench at the door of the operating room. It is already late at night, but Hu Rong is not sleepy at all.
, her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, the scene in the back alley of the Prince's Building flashed through her mind from time to time, and every time she recalled it, it pricked her heart like a needle.
It was getting brighter in the east, and the red light in the operating room finally went out, and the exhausted doctor came out. Hu Rong immediately rushed up and asked: "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor took off his mask and said, "I'm sorry, we tried our best."
Hu Rong's face suddenly turned pale.
The doctor realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly added: "The patient's trauma is serious, but it is not fatal. What is fatal is the blunt blow he received on the back of the head, which caused a lot of intracranial congestion. You must be prepared for him forever."
Be mentally prepared to not wake up."
…
In Jiangbei City, autumn is getting thicker. In the darkness before dawn, cleaning workers are waving big brooms to sweep the fallen leaves of plane trees on the streets. The sound of sweeping is rustling. People doing morning exercises are greeting each other, and people who get up early to go to work are doing early work.
Eating hot steamed buns and fried dough sticks.
Outside the wall of the Public Security Bureau dormitory, Song Jianfeng was walking and running in sportswear. After changing his job, he still maintained the habit of morning jogging every day, even if it was windy or raining.
Today is a happy day for the bureau. In the national public security system competition held yesterday, Liu Ziguang, a player from the Jiangdong Provincial Public Security Department team, excelled in four events: pistol rapid fire, pistol slow fire, automatic rifle and sniper rifle simulated actual shooting.
Overcoming the seed players from all provinces, they won four individual championships and won a gold medal for the team competition. The Jiangdong Provincial team achieved a breakthrough of zero gold medals in the public security competition shooting competition in the past years. The leaders of the provincial department were very happy about this and called their names.
Comrade Liu Ziguang was praised. As the top leader of the municipal bureau who has "a keen eye for recognizing talents", Song Jianfeng naturally also felt proud.
This Liu Ziguang is really good at it. I didn't see him doing any warm-up exercises before the game, but he actually won the championship on the field. I have to say that this guy is born to be a shooter. Song Jianfeng sighed sincerely, and his speed gradually slowed down.
I came down, wiped my sweat with the towel on my neck, and started thinking about my work schedule for the day.
In the morning, a commendation meeting will be held in the Municipal Bureau Auditorium to commend the comrades who participated. After that, there will be a working meeting in the city. The content is still the same, urging ourselves to recover losses as soon as possible. The city leaders are very anxious.
Song Jianfeng is also under a lot of pressure, but according to Han Guang's report yesterday, this case is much more complicated than imagined, and there is really no rush.
Suddenly, the mobile phone on his waist vibrated. Song Jianfeng took out the mobile phone and pressed the answer button. Hu Rong's voice came from the receiver, low and hoarse, with sobbing.