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Two gunshots alarmed the upstairs workers.

Zhang Xingming knew that there was a building here that was used by the people of the Bengang Public Security Department, and it was not until more than 90 years that the people of the Public Security Department were withdrawn from here and moved to the open-air staff dormitory.

Zhang Xingming quickly glanced behind him and shouted: "Upstairs is from the Public Security Department, please call the Guojia Police Station, and trouble a few more people, this group of people has an only gun." ”

At this time, someone could make a homemade pistol with a seamless steel tube, but there was no magazine, and only one shot could be fired at a time, which was called a one-child gun. In the 80s and 90s, this kind of only son gun was quite rampant, because guarding the steel mill, seamless steel pipes were too easy to get.

There were three or four people running down from the building, and two of them were carrying the old five in their hands, dozens of meters away, and they quickly ran over.

The Public Security Department of Benxi Iron and Steel is the security department under Benxi Iron and Steel, which is at the department level, and the following factories are called the security department, which is at the department level. It is the internal public security unit of Benxi Iron and Steel Company, and the security department of each factory is equivalent to a police station, which is directly managed by the department.

The main daily work is anti-theft and anti-sabotage, as well as the security management of the factory and family area.

At this time, the Public Security Department was still a unit directly under the management of the Public Security Bureau, and it was equipped with police officers and guns. In 92, the government and enterprises were separated, the police of the Bengang Public Security Department was revoked, and the guns were taken back by the city bureau, so they could only play handcuffs.

The leader ran over and asked, "What's the matter?" His colleague raised his gun at the group of thugs, one of whom had gone to pick up the powder guns and knives thrown on the ground, and this time he had already thrown three or four powder guns, and there were three or four knives, one of which was a switchblade, and it was a rarity to hold at this time.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhang Xingming stood up straight, put the gun into the holster, and said: "These people are here to block me, ready to beat and rob me, fortunately I brought a gun today, otherwise I would have suffered." This is my gun license. ”

took out the gun license and handed it over, the one took it and flipped through it, and said, "Yindun Security, what does it have to do with you?" Zhang Xingming took back the gun license and said, "The company is opened by my family." ”

The man stared at Zhang Xingming in surprise and said, "How old are you?

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "The first year of junior high school, the sixth middle school." ”

The man turned his head to look at the thugs who were already squatting on the ground at this moment, and said, "What are you doing? This place is a factory area, and the police station can't control it." "At that time, the security department of the public security department and the various factories under it were quite good, much tougher than the police station.

The police station in a heavy industrial area like Nanfen is also in charge of the petty gangsters and household registration work in the society, and the public security department and the security department are in charge of the rest, because most of the land is owned by the factory, and the people are all factory workers.

"Otherwise, you're not hurt anyway, I'll take these a few back and fix them for you." The leader of the public security department said to Zhang Xingming. The repair he is talking about is not a simple few hits, it is really a feeling that people will not forget for many years.

Zhang Xingming said: "Forget about the others, these few people with only guns will definitely not work, if I don't have a gun, it will be a question of whether I can stand and talk." And these guys with knives, do you think he dares to stab me?"

The head of the public security department smiled and said, "What an only son, it's a gunpowder gun, and there are steel balls in it, and hitting it is an eye." "They are too lazy to get it, if they steal factory things or rob them, they are considered meritorious, but they block the road and fight.

To be honest, if Zhang Xingming hadn't moved his gun today, even if he was knocked down and beaten up by the public security department, these people would not have taken him downstairs, there were too many such things in the Northeast during this period, and they were used to it.

"Well, you can help bring these upstairs, and I'll borrow your phone to make a call. Zhang Xingming didn't bother to mess with him.

"Okay. You guys, you didn't take anything over here. The one with the knife is on this side. He shouted at the bastards. The bastard went on both sides as he said, leaving the one with the powder gun in the middle, and no one dared to lie to himself at this time.

"Nothing, hit each other in the mouth, get out. ”

Most of them didn't take anything, everyone looked at each other, crackled and slapped each other a few times, really hit that kind of thing, no one dared to play slippery. After the fight, he looked at this side, and waved his hand: "Get out, get out." A crowd dispersed.

Four people with knives, and five people with gunpowder guns along with Meng Xianbin, were taken into the small building and locked in an empty room, and Zhang Xingming followed the head upstairs to make a phone call.

The telephone in the factory cannot directly broadcast the municipal telephone, it is the factory's own system, but the public security department here is a municipal telephone, Zhang Xingming picked up the phone and dialed the branch of the security company Benxi: "I, Zhang Xingming, come to two cars, a few people, a few pairs of handcuffs, to the Nanfen beneficiation and transportation section here, the sooner the better." ”

He asked, "What's wrong Erming?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's okay, there was a fight, I used the gun, come and say." ”

Put down the phone and say to the other head, "I'm going to have to delay you for a while, coming from the city." The head nodded and said, "It's okay, just sit here and wait." ”

Zhang Xingming picked up the phone again and called home: "Dad, I have something to do here, I'll go home later, don't wait for me to eat, well, it's okay, I'll be back in a while." ”

Then I just sat and waited, and the traffic in these years was really impossible, it was all mountain roads.

The head asked, "Little brother, what is your surname?"

"Zhang, Zhang Xingming. My family is from Guobao, and my father is from a concentrator. ”

"Oh, I've heard of it, I've never had a chance to get to know you, isn't it the one who runs a shopping mall in the city? Your family is famous, it must be the richest family in our city, right? I said you are a little bit, why did you let you carry a gun.

This can't be wrong, if I am as rich as your family, I have to let my son bring a gun, this year, I can't say. I said you can be careful with the gun, try to use it as little as possible, your adult heart is really big, so don't worry?"

"Usually I don't bring it, but I have a guard when I go out. Didn't I just go to junior high school these days, and I had a few fights, and I was afraid that there would be more people blocking me when the time came, so I brought it just in case, and it turned out to be really used, and I almost let people bomb it today. ”

"Are you sixty-four, aren't you? It's much better than us with this play, we have this, the rifling is gone, and we can't move our clothes every thirty or fifty meters. Zhang Xingming pulled out his pistol, removed the magazine, withdrew the cartridge, and handed it to the head.

He took the pistol and compared it in his hand, looked at it repeatedly, and said, "It's still better than this gun, it's small and light, and it's comfortable to hold." It's a pity, we don't deserve it, I don't know how to ask for those May Fourth, I'm older than my father. ”

returned the gun to Zhang Xingming, Zhang Xingming took it and put it on the magazine and received it in the holster.

After a few words, I will be familiar with it, this head is surnamed Song, a native of the city, in his forties and almost fifty years old, squatting on the side of the South Tomb.