Forced by Li Xiangdong and four others at gunpoint, the seven or eight gunmen on the third floor put down their firearms, raised their hands, and walked down with Tan Cheng.
There were also five survivors in the other rooms on the second floor. They threw their guns into the corridor and walked out.
Of the more than thirty people, only about half of them were gathered on the second floor.
A group of people raised their hands. The ground under their feet was full of blood, and it was a little sticky when they stepped on it. Thinking that these people were bragging and spanking with everyone three minutes ago, and now they have turned into corpses, a feeling rose in my heart.
A chill that almost freezes people to death.
Tan Chengcheng, who already had a bruised nose and face, looked even more ugly now. Looking at the members of the Flying Tigers holding guns in front of him, his brows gradually furrowed. He always felt like something was wrong?
What's wrong?
How could the Flying Tigers attack me for no reason?
In addition, staring at the AK in Song Zihao's hand, Tan Cheng tilted his head slightly. When did the Flying Tigers start using AKs? Aren't they all equipped with MP5s as standard?
Could it be...
Something occurred to his mind, and when Tan Cheng was about to shout, Wang Yaozu stepped forward and punched Tan Cheng in the stomach.
"Ah!" A scream broke out, and all the words were choked back.
He took a handful of Tan Cheng's hair with his left hand, suddenly raised the MP5 in his right hand, and pressed the trigger to the end, hesitatingly saying, "Click, click, click..."
Amid the horrified, puzzled, and resentful looks of the gunmen, Li Ying and Li Xiangdong, who had expected this, pulled the triggers almost at the same time.
A metal storm blew through, and more than a dozen people were beaten into pieces on the spot!
"You are not the Flying Tigers!" Tan Cheng yelled, holding his stomach. At this moment, his heart was full of resentment. These guys actually disguised themselves as the Flying Tigers. They were simply not human beings!
"You guessed it right, I'll reward you with a cannon!" Wang Yaozu raised his knee and hit Tan Cheng's head hard with a 'dong' sound.
He pulled Tan Cheng's hair and shook it at Li Ying, "Take him down!"
"The others will clean up the battlefield and retreat in two minutes!" Wang Yaozu loudly ordered: "Xiangdong, Aqu, you two search to see if there are any important items, while the others go down to find out."
Peng Yixing and others looked at the group of people who had been tricked and suddenly died, and quickly ran downstairs on the corpses. At this moment, Akai had already arrived at the door carrying a box.
"What are they?" Lame Horse asked aloud.
"Professional tool, a good thing for destroying corpses and removing traces!" Akai smiled and opened the box and introduced: "This tool is made of heavy oil. It has a high burning temperature and a long burning time. It is a high-quality fuel for steel production. It will bring all the corpses together.
Sprinkling it is an excellent fuel for destroying corpses and eliminating traces, and no residue will be left."
With that said, Akai took a stab and handed it to Song Zihao, "Put the bodies together and go."
"These two barrels are filled with gasoline. Each layer must be sprinkled with gasoline to burn down the house."
Immediately, he took out several more plastic packages, which were full of white powder and handed them to Song Zijie, "The outside is a mixture of flour, aluminum powder, and magnesium powder, and the inside is a small bomb. After the explosion, it will be filled with flour."
It’s all over the house.”
"What's the use of this?" Song Zijie held two bags of things and wondered why. When did it become necessary to destroy corpses and destroy traces of things like flour?
"You'll know in a minute!" Akai smiled without explaining.
After a while, Li Xiangdong walked down with several large boxes. They were full of money. He didn't know whether it was true or not. He threw it randomly into the car. Li Xiangdong followed him, holding a large package in his hand.
They were confiscated firearms.
A minute later, everyone walked out. Wang Yaozu nodded. Li Xiangdong and Li Xiangdong each took a Molotov cocktail, lit it, and threw it towards each floor. With the explosion, strong flames suddenly burst out from the three floors.
Even outside, you can feel the heat coming from the pavement.
After everyone else got on the bus, Akai picked up a plastic bag and gestured to Song Zijie and Peng Yixing. At the same time, he pulled the lead and threw it upstairs.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
After the three explosions, he remembered an even more violent explosion. The flames blew out the window and sprayed out. Song Zijie clearly saw that the red and yellow flames on the third floor suddenly became more intense, turning a blazing white color.
The heat wave can be clearly felt even if you are hiding behind the car.
In just an instant, the entire villa turned into a huge torch, and the burst of light and heat was completely beyond imagination.
"There's no time, get in the car!" Wang Yaozu shouted. Akai pulled Song Zijie and Peng Yixing who were still in a daze. The three quickly got into the car. After a burst of engine roar, the car quickly disappeared into the darkness.
middle.
Not five minutes after Wang Yaozu and others left, there was a sound of "It's over" and "It's over", and a row of police cars roared towards the outside of the villa. A group of police officers hurriedly got out of the car and looked at the burning villa, completely helpless.
He said the fire was put out, but he didn't even dare to get close.
After half an hour, the fire truck arrived belatedly, and jets of water rushed towards the villa, but no effect was seen in a short period of time.
"This was definitely not a deliberate arson, and it contained special fuel!" Sir, the leader of the fire brigade, said with some gloating: "You can't find any evidence now. It's good if only a frame is left."
"Fuck!" The head of the crime team spat hard on the ground. Isn't this a sure thing? After burning it like this and then rinsing it with water, it will definitely be clean.
On the other side, Wang Yaozu and others did not return to the main island, but turned to Tseung Kwan O, West Kowloon, where there was an anonymous real estate. Wang Yaozu had owned more than a dozen such properties.
The Volvo drove directly into the garage. One side was full of bullet marks and it would definitely not be usable unless it was properly treated. However, now that the taxi company has a special repair shop, I can handle it by myself.
Akai opened the door and a group of people filed in. The Song Zihao brothers were still holding the unconscious Tan Cheng.
"Wow..." After pouring a basin of cold water, Tan Cheng woke up and saw a group of "Flying Tigers".
Before he could say anything, a group of people started to take off their clothes...
"Song Zihao!"
"MARK!"
"Wang Yaozu!"
As everyone took off their hoods, Tan Cheng finally knew who these were, and his eyes almost fell out of his eyes in shock, "Wang Yaozu, you are a policeman, you are a policeman, how dare you do this, this is a crime, what the hell are you doing?
It’s against the law, you know?”
"It's not a crime if no one knows about it, right?" Wang Yaozu chuckled and said, "Besides, I'm trying to do justice for the heavens. I'm afraid that if I arrest you as a police officer, you won't die, so I can't rest assured!"