By the time He Xie arrived at the Concession Police Station, it was completely dark.
The door of the police station was open, but there was no one at the door.
As soon as he entered the door, He Xie heard someone screaming in pain. He followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man wearing a Western-style hat and a Tang suit jacket, beating a policeman.
The beaten policeman was held up by two people, and six young men in short jackets stood in two rows with very arrogant and arrogant postures. Obviously, these people were the middle-aged subordinates who beat the people.
He Xie has seen this kind of costume as the standard equipment of the Crocodile Gang.
There was also a woman with an attractive figure and fashionable and sexy clothes who was crossing her arms in front of her chest and raising her neck to look at this scene with disdain.
Gang bosses beat the police at the police station, but all the police stayed far away and no one dared to show up. It must be said to be a strange thing.
When He Xie entered the door, he immediately attracted the attention of these gang disciples. They all turned their heads and looked over, scanning He Xie with malicious intent.
He Xie stood expressionless at the door with his hands behind his hands.
A young man frowned and was about to walk towards He Xie.
But at this moment, the leader of the Crocodile Gang who was beating people suddenly grabbed the policeman who was being beaten and threw him out hard.
The fall was so powerful that he was thrown directly onto the plaque with the four characters "Crime Buster" opposite the door of the hall.
boom!
Along with the policeman's screams, the word "Euke" and his body hit the ground heavily.
The leader of the Crocodile Gang gasped, stared around and roared: "Who else!"
Wherever his gaze passed, all the policemen avoided his gaze and huddled in their seats, daring not to get up.
Until the boss's eyes reached the door, he happened to meet He Xie who was looking at him.
The crocodile gang leader was immediately stunned.
"Sorry, sorry!" A policeman hurriedly ran up, stood in front of He Xie and bowed to the crocodile gang leader and smiled in apology: "The new kid is not sensible, Mr. Feng, please continue, please continue!"
As he spoke, he grabbed He Xie's arm and dragged him aside, angrily shouting: "You want to die! Let's go! The director is waiting for you!"
"A pair of mallets!"
Mr. Feng, the leader of the Crocodile Gang, cursed disdainfully. He slowly took off his hat, pointed at the charming woman on the side and said: "Such a beautiful woman was caught by you just for spitting on the ground.
Come here."
After a pause, Mr. Feng looked in disbelief: "Is there still a king's law? Is there still a law?"
He sneered and walked slowly towards the policeman who was lying on the ground and twitching: "Your chief has to give face to our crocodile gang, otherwise he won't be able to be the chief! You don't know me?"
The beaten policeman struggled to prop himself up and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know she was your wife..."
"Hoo!" Mr. Feng spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and the policeman subconsciously avoided it.
"You still dare to hide?" Mr. Feng glared and kicked over the steaming kettle beside him.
The kettle fell over the policeman with a bang, and the scalding water poured over his head and body, causing him to scream miserably.
He Xie turned around and glanced back. At this time, he was pulled to the door of the director's office by the policeman. The policeman lowered his voice and warned: "Are you crazy? If you don't want to die, don't look around! Come in quickly!"
He Xie turned his head and smiled at him. This policeman had good intentions.
The director was sitting behind his desk wiping the sweat from his forehead. It was obvious that he was very nervous.
After He Xie came in, the director forced a smile and said: "He won't be arrogant for long, just leave them alone."
He Xie didn't answer, because this sentence was more like the director comforting himself.
"Pig Cage Walled City's police supplies," the director pointed to the box on the table, "take them through the back door and leave immediately! Don't wander around, I'll rely on you from now on. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do.
Do you understand?"
"Understood." He Xie picked up the box with a smile, nodded to the director, turned around and left.
At this moment, Mr. Feng, the leader of the Crocodile Gang who had finished beating the man, was passing by the door with his men. He turned around and glanced at He Xie.
Master Feng suddenly stared: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome boss?"
He Xie smiled and said nothing, and Master Feng just yelled, touched the woman's butt, and walked out.
"Remember, take the back door! Go quickly!" the director urged him from behind.
He Xie turned around, smiled, turned and left.
Go through the back door?
nonexistent.
When He Xie went out, he saw several policemen helping the man who had been beaten before and hurried towards the back door. The man had been beaten to the point of dying, and his face was burned like a freshly cooked hairy crab.
There is no one left.
He Xie turned sideways and let them pass first.
"It's hard work..." He Xie shook his head.
Mr. Feng stood up for a woman and came to the police station to beat up the police. He was domineering and domineering, but in fact this was just a trap set by the collusion between the police and the gangsters.
He Xie carried the box and swaggered out of the front door, ignoring the police officers' dissuasion.
After he went out, the doors and windows of the police station behind him were immediately closed. At the same time, countless gang members wearing black suits and holding axes suddenly appeared from both ends of the deserted street.
Master Feng was already panicking at this time, and took his hands away from the buttocks of the woman next to him, and growled to the men behind him: "Call someone!"
Behind him, a young man hurriedly took out a fireworks tube and pulled the fuse hard.
Boom!
Huge fireworks exploded from the sky, and a sickly-looking young man wearing a white knitted hat, pale skin, and a beard said with a sarcastic smile on his face: "No need to scream, country bumpkin, you hit the police."
By that time, I had already taken care of your little brother."
This man is none other than Brother Chen, the leader of the Ax Gang.
While he was speaking, he inadvertently glanced at the door of the police station, and was immediately startled.
"Hiss..." He took a breath, waved his hand to a fat middle-aged man behind him, pointed at He Xie, and then continued to look at Master Feng.
The obese middle-aged man smiled, took out an ax from his lower back, and walked towards He Xie.
"Axe Gang, I'll fight with you!" Mr. Feng roared in despair.
Six of his men behind him drew their guns.
However, at this time, four people behind Brother Chen had their Thompson submachine guns pointed at them.
Da da da da da…
The submachine guns sprayed bullets, and the six men of the Crocodile Gang were beaten into sieves one after another.
After Mr. Feng finished shouting that sentence, he pushed the woman beside him aside and started running, just dodging the bullet. The woman was so frightened that she screamed again and again, but miraculously she was unscathed.
A disciple of the Ax Gang threw an ax fiercely. The flying ax rotated and cut off Mr. Feng's left leg at the knee. Mr. Feng fell to the ground and then realized what happened and screamed in agony.
At the same time, the obese middle-aged man also walked up to He Xie. One moment he was smiling brightly, but the next moment, his expression suddenly turned ferocious without warning, and he swung the ax high.