Cang Yongzongyan snorted and knocked Ma Biao to the ground with his elbow.
Ma Biao ran out of breath and had already reached the end of his strength. He tried to get up and continue running, but his physical strength could no longer hold on.
In the blink of an eye, the patrolmen were also chasing him, with more than a dozen guns pointed at Ma Biao.
A foreign patrolman took the lead and kicked the boning knife away.
Ma Biao's momentum was also exhausted, and he lay on the bluestone floor with his arms and legs spread out, breathing heavily.
The policeman came over and handcuffed Ma Biao behind his back.
At this time, Xu Siqi and Zheng Zheng also rushed over.
Seeing Cangyong Zongyan, Xu Siqi was not surprised. This was the only way to the alley.
At this time, Kuraganzong was covering the wound with his hands, looking very painful.
The foreign inspector came closer and said in blunt Chinese: "Sir, are you okay?"
Kuangong Zongyan smiled bitterly and said: "Oh, I was careless and didn't dodge. Young man, you must be full of mouse tail juice."
Seeing that Cang Yongzongyan's wound was bleeding profusely, Xu Siqi hurriedly ordered: "Quick, send a car to take this gentleman to the hospital immediately."
Cang Yong Zongyan frowned and slowly sat on the ground, blood dripping down from the seam of his fingers.
Soon, a police car drove over and took Cangyan Zongyan to the hospital.
Xu Siqi looked around, reached out and picked up the boning knife on the ground, came to Ma Biao and asked, "Where did the knife come from?"
"I picked it up," Ma Biao said.
"How do you open the handcuffs?"
"It's not a big deal. Just hit it with the hammer and it will break open."
"Where did you get the hammer?"
"I picked it up too. I thought I was lucky today, but I didn't expect that the result was still the same!"
Ma Biao looked unwilling.
Xu Siqi pondered and said: "That is to say, you picked up a hammer and a boning knife at the same time?"
"Yes. It was just thrown on the roadside. Maybe some careless guy dropped it." Ma Biao replied.
Soon, another police car drove over and escorted Ma Biao back to the Hongkou patrol room.
Something unexpected happened during the escort, and the prisoner needed to be brought back to the patrol room for re-interrogation.
This belongs to the category of procedures.
…
In a room, the light is dim.
Across an Eight Immortals table, Zhang Azheng and Wu Sibao sat opposite each other.
This is their temporary shelter. The house is an old house owned by Zhang Xiaolin, which has been vacant and uninhabited.
"Oh no, it's so unlucky that I hit the prison car!"
"The results are pretty good. At least we successfully completed what Mr. Zhang told us."
"What should we do?"
"What should I do?"
"There are police patrols everywhere on the street. Wan Xiangsheng will definitely have to search from house to house. It is not safe here."
"Just wait, Mr. Zhang will find a solution."
"Wu Sibao, you don't seem to be worried at all..."
Tuk Tuk!
There was a knock on the door outside.
Wu Sibao and Zhang Azheng looked at each other and each picked up the pistols on the table.
With a click, the bullet was loaded.
Two people, one on the left and one on the right, guarded both sides of the door panel.
"who?"
"it's me."
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Azheng breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and took off the door bolt and opened the door.
A man with a sharp face dodged into the room. He was also Zhang Xiaolin's subordinate.
"How is the situation outside?" Zhang Azheng asked impatiently.
The knife-faced man said: "Mr. Zhang has made arrangements. You go from the intersection of Taohua Lane."
"There is a patrol at the intersection..."
"It's okay. The inspector is one of ours."
"When are you leaving?"
"Put on your clothes and leave now."
Dao Tiao Lian brought a package, which contained two sets of gray gowns.
This is to avoid drawing attention to others.
When they assassinated Wan Xiangsheng, Zhang Azheng and Wu Sibao were wearing short coats. Even if they bribed the inspector Zhang Huan, they could no longer wear the original clothes.
In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the patrol, the two went around Huade Road for nearly an hour, and finally arrived at the intersection of Taohua Lane.
Zhang Huan walked around near a police car with his hands behind his back.
He was also uneasy.
After all, the situation this time is different from the past.
If the murderer of Wan Xiangsheng was released privately and was found out, he would have to spend at least ten years in prison.
Du Wenlong had spoken, but he had to listen.
What's more, there is a reward of 10,000 yuan.
Fortunately, Zhang Huan is the highest officer at the checkpoint at the Taohua Lane intersection.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Azheng and Wu Sibao came over one after another.
Zhang Huan calmed down, briefly checked their IDs, and immediately waved them through.
At this moment, a black Ford car sped up.
As soon as the car door opened, Xu Siqi stepped out of the car.
Zhang Huan hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, stood at attention with his feet together, and saluted: "Hello, Inspector Xu!"
Xu Siqi asked: "Is there anything abnormal?"
"Report to Inspector Xu that everything is normal!"
"That's good……"
Xu Siqi glanced and saw Zhang Azheng walking far away. His walking posture looked very familiar.
"Zhang Azheng!" Xu Siqi suddenly shouted.
Zhang Azheng was shocked and his body stagnated for a moment.
Wu Sibao whispered: "Run quickly, I will cover you!"
Zhang Azheng didn't have time to think about it, and ran towards the streets and alleys like flying.
"boom!"
Zhang Huan pulled the trigger.
Bullets whizzed past Zhang Azheng's head.
At this time, there were gradually fewer pedestrians on the street, so there was no need to worry too much about shooting.
Zhang Huan took the lead in firing the first shot to protect himself so as not to be suspected later.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, Zhang Azheng also calmed down.
If he runs away like this, he will definitely become the focus of the street. Just now Wu Sibao said he would cover himself, what kind of cover would he use?
A Colt pistol and more than twenty long-range guns?
No one can be that crazy.
Oops, I was fooled!
It wasn't Wu Sibao who was protecting him. He was obviously the one who was protecting Wu Sibao!
By the time Zhang Azheng reacted, Wu Sibao had disappeared.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.
Just as Zhang Azheng thought, he was now the focus of the target, but no one noticed Wu Sibao.
"boom!"
A bullet hit Zhang Azheng in the shoulder.
Xu Siqi said loudly: "Catch him alive! Avoid his vital points!"
His idea was very simple. As long as he got Zhang Azheng's confession, he would have a chance to bring down Zhang Xiaolin.
After giving the order, the patrolmen moved their guns downwards and specifically targeted Zhang Azheng's lower third lane.
In less than two minutes, Zhang Azheng was shot twice in the calf.
Zhang Huan groaned secretly in his heart. It was only a matter of time before Zhang Azheng was caught. Once he entered the interrogation room of the patrol room, he would definitely confess himself.
"Don't shoot, I surrender!"
Zhang Azheng raised his hands and limped out.
Wu Sibao did not go far. He climbed onto the roof of a house and secretly observed the situation on the street.
There was only Zhang Azheng alone on the empty street.
There are no obstacles to shooting.
"boom!"
Wu Sibao pulled the trigger.
The bullet hit the target accurately.
Zhang Azheng said nothing and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.