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Approaching, Han Dong did not bend down. With a single lift on his toes, the gun hung off the ground in his hand.

A very dangerous firearm is similar to a toy in Han Dong's hands.

The insurance was indeed on, he raised the muzzle of the gun, and Sun Wuzhou, who had just recovered from the pain, did not dare to breathe. Shaking like a sieve, he moved backwards.

Stammered: "Han, Han Dong, you have to figure out what you're doing......"

Han Dong laughed again, and his legs only pulled out like springs. Sun Wuzhou said half of his words, and was kicked again and slid backwards. Faintly, there was a clicking sound.

Sun Wuzhou bent his body, opened his mouth, and breathed heavily.

Physical pain, psychological fear. Let him finally see who Han Dong is.

I'm afraid this is a bad star who can still smile in the killing room.

is a very ordinary laugh, for Sun Wuzhou at this moment, it is the evil god of Shura.

"Come, come, help......"

The cry for help was slightly weak, but Sun Wuzhou forgot that he deliberately broke everyone away when he came in. Explain that if you hear any movement, you are not allowed to open the door to watch.

Han Dong looked at his feet like a dying man, surrounded by cold and solemn.

He has always had a temper, and when he came here, he was already excited to forcibly open the iron handcuff in his hand. In forbearance, in guessing Fourlicone's intentions.

If Sun Wuzhou didn't act so dirty today, Han Dong would delay for another ten hours at most, and he would find another opportunity. Since he came, it saved him a lot of trouble.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

If he kills a hundred of them, he won't be moved in the slightest. For someone with an unknown background, the other party dares to act like this. As for the others, how many people will be folded in Sun Wuzhou's hands.

The mind is jumping, and the eyes are like nails.

Han Dong pointed his gun at Sun Wuzhou for twenty seconds. Turned around and aimed at himself.

The trigger was pulled very lightly, and a loud explosion resounded throughout the interrogation room.

The bullet, sticking to Han Dong's clothes and skin, passed through the electric switch.

The blazing burning sensation was completely ignored by Han Dong. Shoot continuously, knocking out all the bullets in the clip.

After that, he seriously bent down and took a tissue from Sun Wuzhou's pocket and wiped his fingerprints clean. After doing all this, he handed the gun back to Sun Wuzhou.

And Sun Wuzhou was like a puppet, stupidly took the gun before he felt hot and quickly threw it out.

What does this man mean?

Sun Wuzhou, who was frightened by Han Dong and was about to lose his mind, didn't think carefully, he only felt that something was wrong, and instinctively threw away the gun.

……

The gunfire was loud.

The interrogation room could not be silenced, and all the police officers of the Public Security Bureau were alarmed by the continuous sound of firecrackers.

Especially Zhou Wenhe, who was sitting firmly in the office waiting for news, bounced up from his seat in an instant.

He has been playing with guns for more than ten years, and he can tell what the sound is at the first time.

From the interrogation room.

Sun Wuzhou, that idiot killed Han Dong!!

Zhou Wenhe had a thought, and quickly got up and ran to the interrogation room.

What he wants is Han Dong's confession, not the other party's life. If a person dies here, not to mention Sun Wuzhou's suffering, he won't be able to escape.

Of course, even if Zhou Wenhe wanted to break his head, he couldn't understand how Han Dong, who was imprisoned in a chair, could dominate at all. He didn't notice that as he left, a policeman at the end of the corridor picked up his phone.

With the text message sent, less than five minutes later, the right side of the road in front of the Public Security Bureau. In the middle of the turn, several iconic camouflage cars came from far and near, speeding forward.

The car came to a sudden stop, and nearly twenty imposing soldiers jumped out of the car.

A very unusual group of people, not standing in formation, all with straight backs. Together, there is a bad spirit.

Jiang Wenyu also stepped out of the first car, his handsome facial muscles tensed, and he didn't say a word. First, I took a few steps and entered the Public Security Bureau.

There were passing policemen in front of him, and no one stopped them. Or curious, or look at each other, and give way to one side.

There is no doubt that these people are soldiers, and the brief clothes can be faked, and that kind of aggressive momentum cannot be faked. It is momentum, the momentum that can be clearly seen in everyone's eyes, gathered together, the tip of the knife is general, and no one dares to skim the edge.

When he went to the interrogation room, Jiang Wenyu blocked Zhou Wenhe and all the policemen inside the room.

He didn't look at Sun Wuzhou, who had just been helped up, nor did he look at other policemen, but looked at Han Dong, who was controlled by the police. Seeing that the person was fine, the violently beating heart slowly slowed down.

Jiang Wenyu knew that Han Dong would not have any accidents here, but when he was told that there were gunshots here, he was inevitably nervous and afraid of accidents.

There are not many people he can confide in, the sacrifice of sacrifice, and the loss of contact. So far, there are only a few people left, including Han Dong.

From the moment the person was taken away by the police in front of him, Jiang Wenyu's breath was pressed again and again.

He doesn't care about the rules, the law. He just couldn't stand it, a group of living especially moisturizing waste to move Han Dong and any of his comrades-in-arms.

Adjusting himself as much as possible, Jiang Wenyu looked coldly at the several policemen who were holding Han Dong: "Let him go!"

The police didn't know why, and they didn't dare to look at Jiang Wenyu. Unconsciously, the action of grabbing Han Dong was much lighter, and he didn't let go because of his face.

After all, Zhou Wenhe had seen the world, and although he was frightened, he still pretended to be calm: "You are ......"

Jiang Wenyu took out his ID and threw it over: "What's the matter with the gunshot?"

Zhou Wenhe's heart sank because of this strange situation.

The men of these troops came so quickly, so coincidentally.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Wenyu was also lazy nonsense, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he met Han Dong's gaze: "Who fired the gun?"

Han Dong has abrasions on his waist and legs, and his condition is also poor. People seem embarrassed, but they are calm and organized.

"Officer Sun's gun, as he said, may have gone off!"

Sun Wuzhou exploded instantly when he heard this, and his voice became sharp: "Don't spew blood, it's obviously your own ......"

Han Dong interrupted him incoherently, and said indifferently: "Don't you know what's going on when you adjust the monitoring? Yes, the monitoring was deliberately turned off." Tell you Wen Yu, if you come a little later, my life will be gone!!"

Zhou Wenhe was angry: "Han Dong, you have to be responsible for what you say." ”

"I'm responsible for everything I say, Captain Zhou, can you be responsible for what you say. Can you explain what it means to turn off the surveillance and come to the interrogation room alone, and the gun is insured with it? However, your marksmanship is really bad, and you only have a grudge against my clothes when you shoot so many guns. In the future, you should train more and train hard!"

Sun Wuzhou didn't know if it was pain or weakness in his legs, he couldn't stand steadily, and staggered and leaned against the corner of the table.

It's over, it's completely over.

He didn't even have a chance to explain, the fingerprints on the gun were his own, there was no surveillance certificate, no colleague certificate. Who to believe?

No one would suspect that Han Dong himself shot at him, and no one would believe that he came to the interrogation room alone to talk casually.

The police code clearly states that you cannot have contact with a suspect alone.

"Zhou, Captain Zhou...... Not what he said. If you want to help me, you must help me......"

Zhou Wenhe's face changed several times: "Take Officer Sun down first." ”

Jiang Wenyu stretched out his hand to stop the policeman who was about to come forward to escort him: "People, I want to bring back to the army." ”

Zhou Wenhe beat his spirit: "This is the duty of the police, comrade, you have no reason to arrest people." ”

Jiang Wenyu sneered: "Reason? What reason do you want?" Approaching, Jiang Wenyu picked the corners of his lips, and his voice was faint: "This captain, Lao Tzu wants to arrest people, why should I go to my leader!!"

After that, he couldn't bear to look back: "Why are you still stunned, arrest people." And, don't forget the gun. ”

"You!"

Zhou Wenhe wanted to confront him, but just as he was about to make a move, a soldier who was ten centimeters shorter than him fell over his shoulders and threw Zhou Wenhe, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, to the ground.

They don't care who is on the other side, arresting people is arresting people, blocking and arresting people is an obstacle, and they must be cleared!

is so strong, Zhou Wenhe will be thrown and speechless for a while. When the other policemen lacked the backbone, they watched this group of wolf-like people quickly control Sun Wuzhou, take pictures, and control guns.