The captains of all the criminal police brigade in each division of the Jiangdong City Police Department were summoned. The director was listening. Guan Wei, as the detachment captain and the main person in charge of this operation, began to arrange tasks.
"The Longhu Gang has been running rampant in our Jiangdong City for many years, and we have not been able to completely eradicate it. This incident has attracted the attention of superior leaders. The problem of the Longhu Gang must be completely solved this time," Guan Wei said.
I took a look at the branches in more than a dozen districts.
Captain: "Everyone sitting here, do you have a branch of the Longhu Gang in your jurisdiction? A small Longhu Gang is so rampant. From now on, all police officers will be dispatched immediately to eradicate all the forces of the Longhu Gang.
, completely eradicate it from Jiangdong City."
"Time is of the essence this time, so I won't say much. Everyone, take action!"
"yes!"
All the captains of the criminal police brigade stood up and quickly left the conference room. Mengdi had already asked the people below to wait. As soon as the meeting here ended, they would leave immediately.
This operation will definitely not be completed in an hour or two, it will take at least a day or even two days. A Longhu Gang can develop to have a certain influence on the entire city. His forces are intertwined and involve many problems.
There are also many.
Just when Mengdi was about to leave, Guan Wei suddenly said: "Mengdi, wait a moment!"
Mengdi just wants to help Zhou Zichen as soon as possible. Zhou Zichen still doesn't know what is going on. She doesn't want to delay even for a minute or a second, but Guan Wei has always helped her and supported her. Mengdi has to
He stopped and said, "Guanju, what's the problem?"
Guan Wei looked at the captains who had all left and said: "We all know that Zhou Zichen was responsible for this incident. He is a talent. No matter what happens, you have to ensure his safety first. He is a helper."
It has done us a lot of work, and the other thing is, after finding Zhou Zichen, escort him away immediately, while people from the Longhu Gang are looking for revenge on him."
Mengdi understood immediately: "I know, I will handle it."
"Okay, let's take action!"
Meng Di saluted, turned around and left quickly.
Although Guan Wei didn't say this clearly, the meaning was very simple, that is, to allow Meng Di to prevent Zhou Zichen from being harmed to a certain extent.
It is certain that Zhou Zichen hit someone this time, and he was the one who struck first. Legally, this is a crime of intentional injury.
Zhou Zichen has many enemies, including Li Yao, Hideyoshi Takeuchi, Guan Xiaowei, and now the Dragon and Tiger Gang. These people have a certain influence in officialdom, the media, etc.
Although Zhou Zichen's intention was good, from a legal point of view, and the person Zhou Zichen beat was a bad person in the true sense, Zhou Zichen could easily be defined as a crime of intentional injury. If Zhou Zichen
If his enemies use the power of officialdom and the media to throw dirty water on Zhou Zichen, Zhou Zichen will be in trouble, and he may be arrested or even accused.
Many things are actually small things, but when they are maliciously magnified, they will have a very powerful influence.
The most important point is that Meng Di knows that there is a force behind Zhou Zichen, and Guan Wei must also know something about it. If all these things behind Zhou Zichen are revealed, Zhou Zichen will be in trouble.
Guan Wei is protecting Zhou Zichen.
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From the Longhu Gang, Zhang Longhu smashed several cups angrily: "They are all a bunch of losers. Now contact Director Huang, Director Zhang, and District Director Li and ask them to find a way to help me drag this Zhou Zichen to death."
I will not be reconciled to his death."
"And Zuo Zhongyou, where did he die? Now that the whole world knows about it, I haven't even seen him yet. He's dead!"
The man on Zhang Longhu's side advised: "Gang leader, our most important thing now is to resolve the impact of this incident. If the police really take action, then we will be in trouble."
Zhang Longhu was furious now and slammed the table: "What are you afraid of? I'm afraid of Zhou Zichen, isn't he just a fool? I want to kill him. There are seven districts in our city, four district chiefs, and five district chiefs.
There are three directors, twelve bureau chiefs, sixteen directors who have received money from me, and there are also some messy officials, am I still afraid that I won’t be able to handle this matter?”
Zhang Longhu's relationship is not simple, which is why Zhang Longhu has been rampant throughout Jiangdong City for so many years. Almost one-third of the people have received money from him, so he is very confident to suppress the impact of this incident.
Seeing that he could not persuade him, the man had no choice but to keep silent.
Zhang Longhu took a deep breath and immediately asked the people around him to go to Jiangdong University immediately. As long as no one is killed, I will bear all the responsibilities.
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Zhou Zichen sat in the shop for a few minutes, just looking at Gu Haijian indifferently, saying nothing, taking out a cigarette in the middle, and occasionally taking a puff.
Gu Haijian looked at Zhou Zichen, not daring to move or even speak. He was afraid that if he did something wrong and he would be beaten by Zhou Zichen if he was not careful, he did not dare to try how strong Zhou Zichen's fists were.
sharp.
Zhou Zichen hadn't finished his cigarette when a dozen vans came speeding outside without looking for a parking space. They parked wherever they could. Seven or eight gangsters holding steel pipes and machetes rushed out of each vehicle.
They were all so aggressive that they rushed toward the store.
Zhou Zichen didn't look back, smiled at Gu Haijian, dropped the cigarette butt, slowly lit another one, held it in his mouth, then stood up suddenly, quickly grabbed the stool he was sitting on, and threw it towards the door.
The doorway was originally small, with only such a wide space, and there were so many people coming. Zhou Zichen threw the stool out, knocking down two or three of them immediately.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zichen picked up a stool and ran towards the door.
One person, one chair, facing seventy or eighty men holding steel pipes, without any grievance, he just rushed forward.
In the live broadcast room, Zhou Zichen's every move and every word seemed to feel the infinite grace of a true master, just like Gao Jin in "God of Gamblers".
When Zhou Zichen rushed towards seventy or eighty people by himself, he couldn't see Zhou Zichen, but he could see the seventy or eighty gangsters holding steel pipes and machetes. They could imagine Zhou Zichen's current situation in their minds.
The scene of people facing seventy or eighty people is so exciting.
The anchor's voice was almost hoarse, but he was still shouting.
The live broadcast room exploded, the number of people soared rapidly, and almost all the messages were piled on top of each other.
"Master, you must win!"
"Brother, we support you. It's my first time to buy gifts. I don't know who the anchor is, but I know you are a hero."
"Husband, I will definitely come to find you."
"Brother, you must not lose, you have to win and defeat them!"
There are already various titles for Zhou Zichen, such as master, brother, and some women directly call him "husband". Everyone is going crazy. They have seen Zhou Zichen's one-on-five combat power, but against eighty-eighty
, what concept is that? Perhaps it can only be seen in martial arts.
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Zhou Zichen rushed to the door and threw down the stool in his hand. Immediately, a man fell down with a bloody head and blood.
The stool was still in mid-air, but suddenly it turned into a sweep, knocking down three people.
The wooden stool has begun to loosen, and the stool is being smashed and swept. The solid wood stool weighs at least seven or eight pounds, and Zhou Zichen is holding it in the chair position, so it is heavier, but this one
The chair was like cotton in Zhou Zichen's hands. He could chop, chop, sweep, and block very quickly. There were no moves, only the simplest movements, but they were the most deadly.
The gangsters fell down one by one, some fainted, and some wanted to move, but had no strength and could only lie on the ground.
There are already ten or twenty people piled up at the door. If those behind want to come over, they can only rush up by stepping on the bodies of those on the ground.
"Brothers, he is alone. As long as he cuts him with a knife, we can kill him!"
"The gang leader said that whoever cuts him first with a knife will be rewarded with 500,000 yuan. If the steel pipe or knife hurts him, the reward will be 100,000 yuan."
Encouraged by money, the gangsters rushed one after another. The stool in Zhou Zichen's hand fell apart with a "pop", and he only had one long stool leg in his hand, which made it easier to use.
Zhou Zichen, who had never learned martial arts, only used simple stabs, chops, chops, and sweeps with his eyesight to see all the attacks of those gangsters.
These attacks seemed to have been slowed down more than ten times, and Zhou Zichen could calculate his best defense and attack angles in just a moment.
Twenty more people fell down, and the people at the door were already piled up to their waists. It was impossible for those behind to rush forward.
Gu Haijian inside looked at Zhou Zichen, as if he was seeing a demon. With such a strong fighting power, one person, one chair, could guard a door and block the attacks of seventy or eighty people. What kind of strength was this.
No one dared to go forward. The remaining thirty or forty gangsters stopped and started to retreat. Some people took the lead, and others also stopped and did not dare to take a step forward.
More than forty people, half of them, were piled at the door, but they did not touch Zhou Zichen.
Not to mention 500,000, even if it was 5 million, no one would have the confidence to kill Zhou Zichen.
Although Zhou Zichen did not kill anyone, some of the fallen people had wounds. The blood on the ground flowed slowly, like streams, spreading to the roadside. Those lying on the ground let out bursts of misery.
Screaming and wailing.
Zhou Zichen looked at the more than forty gangsters and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Continue?"
These two words showed Zhou Zichen's infinite confidence, and also broke the last bit of fighting will in these gangsters' hearts. No one dared to continue and could only keep retreating.
"Wow... wow..."
A siren sounded, and more than forty gangsters seemed to have some kind of luck, and they fled in all directions.