"Axing, bring a group of people over and escort the important witness 'Uncle Liang' down." Wang Yaozu picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist and ordered.
"Yes sir!" After receiving the order, Zhou Xingxing immediately organized members of the Flying Tigers to rush out.
Three minutes later, under the escort of ten members of the Flying Tigers carrying MP5s, the alligator man started to tremble again with a sense of security, and walked briskly downstairs with Uncle Liang on his back.
Wang Yaozu, on the other hand, continued to search the building. Today, he would turn all the killers who entered the building into corpses.
In a private house, a guy wearing an infrared thermal imaging helmet and holding a MAC-10 submachine gun was hiding in the corner. The owner of the house was knocked unconscious by him and thrown aside. The key people in the target were already surrounded by a large number of Flying Tigers.
He had no courage to confront the Flying Tigers and was preparing to wait until the police retreated before coming out again.
Outside the door, Wang Yaozu stood in the corridor, looking through the door at the other person crouching with the gun pointed at the door, raising his hand, aiming, pulling the trigger, boom!
The bullet penetrated the wooden door and directly exploded half of the guy's neck. His head was drooped to the side. Blood was squeezed by the contraction of the heart and spurted directly from the broken neck cavity to the roof.
Coincidentally, several killers who wanted to stay in civilian houses, hide, or prepare to take residents as hostages, were all killed by Wang Yaozu one by one. These guys didn't understand how the police outside discovered them until they died.
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Who can compete with you in shooting skills if you can cheat? Wouldn't it be nice to aim at him and shoot him in the head in three to five seconds?
It was just the group of uniformed police officers and people from the forensic department who cleaned up the mess after suffering. The Desert Eagle was so powerful that not a single corpse was intact. More than twenty corpses were carried down from the upstairs.
Although the police did not announce the specific death toll, body bags were placed everywhere. After the news spread privately, the killers or agents who arrived in Hong Kong immediately fell silent.
After all, seeing is believing, and now they fully understand the deterrent effect of the "Light of the Police" on Hong Kong Island.
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This time the police were sent out and a lot of corpses were recovered, and of course there were also a lot of living people.
Except for a few who put down their guns in time and raised their hands to surrender, the rest were Tsukamoto Eiji and others.
Before returning to the headquarters, Wang Yaozu had already called Mark. As soon as he returned, he saw this guy waiting here with two other foreigners.
As soon as they met, Mark said: "Sir Wang, Mr. Eiji Tsukamoto..."
"I didn't call you here to ask you to bail out Dog Er with me." Wang Yaozu waved his hand and interrupted directly: "You three are the decision-makers of the hospice fund. This bullshit fund of yours has already brought great security risks to Hong Kong Island.
, now, the police force needs your cooperation, you have no right to refuse, just come here with me."
Mark had an "angry" look on his face and was about to say something else. A foreigner quickly stopped him and said, "Wait, Mark, calm down and see what he is going to do."
The two guys also knew Wang Yaozu's evil name, so how could they let Mark conflict with him.
At this time, Uncle Liang was too old and was sent to the hospital for examination. Crocodile Man had already been sent to the interrogation room. Mark and the other three were arranged in the monitoring room next to them, watching the interrogation in the interrogation room through the transcript TV.
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"Last week, I was reading the newspaper and saw a piece of information about finding a killer to kill. It was published openly in the newspaper. Normally, it should be arranged in a specific order, so I knew it was fake news as soon as I saw it. However,
There was nothing to do anyway, and I was relatively poor, so I thought if he was a layman, I could get some money out of him, so I made an appointment with him."
"In the end, when Uncle Liang arrived, I found out that he was an old guy. Uncle Liang had nothing but a disease. He only had some useless military tickets. Military tickets. God knows when he would file a lawsuit and wait for the win. I want to
What's the point of coming? I'll just leave you a phone number and leave."
"As a result, someone came to my door that night and said they wanted to buy these military tickets and gave Uncle Liang 200,000. Uncle Liang called me the next day."
"I thought the old man always had to keep some money with him, so I didn't defraud him of the money. I just left a bank account and told him that if he saw the death of the Japanese in the newspaper, then send me money. As a result,
Within two days, the Japanese was really dead, and Uncle Liang also sent the money!"
"At this time, the damn revenge fund was already in operation. If I said anything at this time, it would be over. I was so scared, and I didn't dare to act rashly for fear of exposing myself, so I found someone to mortgage the house and took five million to join it.
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"Who knows, they actually found Uncle Liang, but I'm not a murderer!"
"My, my, my, my guns are all rusty!"
Seeing this, Wang Yaozu turned to look at the three of them, "This guy's name is Crocodile Guy. He's an old gangster. I believe you should have information about him. This guy can't be a murderer."
"That's the theory." Mark nodded.
"Don't ask your mother to argue with me. Besides, you have the video of the time. You know the size of the murderer!"
"Okay, but Uncle Liang..." Mark shrugged.
"Uncle Liang, I think it's just a smoke bomb. The murderer must have a reason for killing, but there is no need to go to Uncle Liang to buy military tickets, just to deliberately leave clues? Or is there a sense of ritual behind the murder?"
"Theoretically..." Mark opened his mouth to speak theoretically, and Wang Yaozu raised his hand and drew it away.
"No, okay, let's discuss it." Mark quickly backed away and took the two foreigners to the side to discuss.
"Do you think this old guy is qualified enough to be called the mastermind behind the scenes?" Mark said, looking at the two of them.
"He is just an old man who has strong hostility towards Mr. Tsukamoto Kenji. There are too many like this in Hong Kong Island, Japan, and the north."
"Of course, otherwise Mr. Tsukamoto would not have established a hospice fund."
"I also think that the murderer cannot kill simply because he was hired by Uncle Liang. No matter whether the killer is hired by others or it is a purely personal behavior, all he needs to find the old man is an excuse and those military tickets."
Another ghost guy added.
"Well, since everyone agrees that this Uncle Liang does not meet the terms of the fund established by Mr. Tsukamoto during his lifetime, then this Uncle Liang is not qualified to be worth 50 million. However, he should know some information about the murderer.
It's worth continuing the investigation, but just leave it to the police." After Mark finished speaking, the two ghost guys nodded in agreement.
"What about this crocodile guy?" Mark pointed at the TV screen.
"Oh my God, how can a person who is not even qualified to be a bad guy be worth 50 million!"