The next day, Wang Xuan still had to go out on patrol.
Although he was promoted to a senior police officer, Wang Xuan once again returned to the routine of patrolling on time every day because of his pleasant name.
Wang Xuan, who was riding his motorcycle boredly, suddenly stopped. Looking at a guy wearing a suit with a camera hanging around his neck, a bold idea came to him.
It’s time to breastfeed yourself!
"Hello, please show me your ID." The motorcycle suddenly stopped and stopped in front of the man.
"What are you doing, sir? Do I look like a bad person?" The man in the suit complained and took out his press card and gestured, "Newspaper reporter, a formal profession!"
"Reporter from Xinbao." Wang Xuan glanced at the ID, "The day before yesterday, a shooting occurred in Xihuan. A total of three gangsters were killed. Among them, Wang Xuan, a police officer from Xiwangbu Police Station, killed two gunmen during the battle.
Gangster, do you want to interview the Xiwangbu Police Station?"
"Tch!" The reporter curled his lips and raised his hand, "Don't you know how your police are portrayed in the Manheri Island newspapers? Why should I report it? Are you looking for scolding?"
"You don't understand this. There are a hundred articles in Manheri Island criticizing the police. If you write one, who will remember it? But if you write a positive one that is different from everyone else, then you can arouse the public's attention.
Just out of curiosity, naturally some people will see and remember you. You always follow the crowd and report some things. You will never be famous in this life, don’t you think?"
The reporter looked Wang Xuan up and down in surprise, looking in disbelief, "Wow, is it true!?"
Wang Xuan was too lazy to speak, and directly took out three hundred yuan and stuffed it into the other person's arms, "Go to the interview, this is yours!"
If you had said this earlier, wouldn’t I have understood!
Looking at the Hong Kong dollars handed over, the reporter was stunned, "What's going on? The police usually hide everything, so why did they openly let people report it today?"
"Your name is Liu Zhanwei, right? I remember you. Give me your business card. If I can get it in the newspaper, I still have seven hundred left. Remember, it's police officer Wang Xuan!"
"Hey, it's not a problem to get the newspaper, so how can I contact you?" When he heard that there were still 700 yuan available, the reporter surnamed Liu immediately became energetic. It was 1,000 yuan, which was enough for his salary for a week.
Wang Xuan raised the business card in his hand and said, "I will contact you, don't worry."
Looking at the policeman who got on his motorcycle and sped away, the reporter shook his head, "Are you trying to introduce a certain model? There is no need for a patrol officer to come to the reporter. Damn it, could this guy be Wang Xuan?"
Feeling that he had guessed it right, the reporter surnamed Liu laughed twice and said, who cares, just take it if you have the money.
After sending the reporters away, Wang Xuan parked his motorcycle casually on the side of the road, and then went to a milk tea shop to drink a cold drink. It was extremely hot to wear so many clothes, and he felt a little irritable.
As he was walking back, he saw several cars parked next to his motorcycle. He didn't bother to pay attention to them, but he didn't know that a bitch came to them.
"What are you looking at, you bastard? In Sai Wan, Brother Xuan's car can be parked wherever he wants. Why, he wants to issue a ticket!"
Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked carefully at the so-called 'Brother Xuan'. He had a face that was vindictive to society. What's wrong with calling him Brother Xuan, and he was standing in front of him!
Who gave you the courage!
Boss Xuan (guest star from Book Club) saw Wang Xuan's unkind expression, raised his brows slightly, took out a wad of money from his pocket and threw it in front of Wang Xuan, "I'll give you a ticket, I'll give it to you. Why don't you give it to me?"
Let’s go, you know!”
"What are you looking at, kid? You still want to catch me!"
Anima, I’m giving you face, right?
Wang Xuan took out a white glove from his pocket and put it on. He always has this thing on hand and will never leave fingerprints at critical moments!
He took out the gun that he had taken away last time from the space upside down and handed it to the front of 'Big Brother Xuan', shouting: "Take it!"
Boss Xuan subconsciously held it with his hands, but then he pulled Wang Xuan back and stuffed it back into the space.
He took out his .38 and slapped it on Da Lao Xuan's forehead, "Put down the gun, or I'm going to shoot!"
"You said something!" Wang Xuan put a gun on Brother Xuan's head.
What happened? Kacha put a gun to his head!
With a gun on his head, Boss Xuan's body froze instantly, and the other gangsters were also stunned.
"Speak!" Wang Xuan shouted again.
"What did I say!?"
"If you tell me, I won't let you go, I will shoot you to death!"
"Put it, let it..." Da LaoXuan wanted to fart, but when he felt the cold feeling on his head, he wisely swallowed the 'fart' again.
"When did I get a gun?"
"Pah!" Wang Xuan hit the boss Xuan on the head with the butt of his gun, "You just took it, and I even took the fingerprints and you still don't admit it!"
Da Lao Xuan then remembered that the other party seemed to have handed him a gun just now, and he subconsciously held it before the other party snatched it back.
But... this is really frame-up!
Blatantly, who is the policeman and who is the bad guy?
Can you believe that a policeman framed a bad guy without using despicable means?
A younger brother reacted and secretly moved his body behind Wang Xuan, apparently preparing to secretly fuck Wang Xuan and save his boss.
Da Lao Xuan glanced at him and immediately pretended not to see anything.
But the change in his eyes made Wang Xuan notice it immediately.
Turning around, he suddenly spotted the sneaky guy behind him. The gun that Boss Xuan had just touched suddenly appeared on Wang Xuan's left hand, "Bang!"
"Ouch!"
The younger brother was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground. Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Wang Xuan to be so decisive and shoot directly. But... isn't this a police gun?
How did this damn gun appear?
After killing all the younger brothers with one shot, Wang Xuan turned around and looked at the boss Xuan, "Just now you shot at the police, but I dodged and hit my own younger brother. Then I fired back and killed you with one shot."
Shoot to death, remember, say this to the Lord of Hell after you get down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer gave the boss Xuan a chance to speak. As soon as his finger pulled the trigger, the West Ring boss "Brother Xuan" fell straight to the ground and died with his eyes open!
Isn't it just a pretense?
As for that?
As for!
If it weren't for the inconvenience of making cement blocks, you wouldn't have died so easily!
Wang Xuan turned around and came back, looking at all the gangsters again, "They all squatted down, holding their heads with both hands!"
Well, a row of people squatted neatly.
"Call the headquarters, this is police officer 1314. There was a gun attack on the police on XXX Road. The criminal has been shot dead."
The gangsters were really dumbfounded by this operation. They were so skilled. How many people had they framed?
Wang Xuan put the gun in his left hand into Big Brother Xuan's hand, and fumbled with him openly for a while, taking away all valuable things, including a small packet of washing powder.