Chapter 210: Grave for the Brothers
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"I heard it's a fat bear?"
"That's right! A few days ago, Fujihua was bombed, and twenty or thirty corpses were found in the ruins, I thought he was also inside, but I didn't expect to be thrown into the Huangpu River. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)"
"Humph! This is retribution. β
The scene has been cordoned off by the police, and several police officers are investigating and collecting evidence. A police officer in his thirties saluted the Huangpu River, and the scene was filmed by the reporters who rushed to the scene.
Another police officer walked over and saluted, and said softly with slightly red eyes: "Brothers, we can't avenge you." Now that Yang Junwu is dead and thrown into the Huangpu River, you can look at it. β
Sui Weilin, the head of the Huangpu District Criminal Police Detachment, walked over and patted the two of them on the shoulder: "Okay, close the team!" Go back and go to the grave of your brothers and tell them. β
The Shanghai News Station broadcast the news for the first time, and the people of Shanghai had heard about it for a long time, but few people believed it except for what they had seen with their own eyes. What is the Qinggang? In Shanghai, it is the emperor of the soil, and even the police have to go around when they see it, who dares to provoke them. But now that they see the video, they finally believe it's true. watched the usually arrogant big brother of the Green Gang in the video being killed one by one, and they all clapped their hands and shouted long live. even regarded the three figures that appeared in a video as heroes, especially those young people, seeing the killer in the video, the killing method was so cool, just like the movie, the other party had a gun and killed it in seconds. I adored Yang Luo and them very much.
This news was instantly reprinted by major TV stations and newspapers across the country, and the largest video website in China exceeded 10 million in just one hour, and the number of messages exceeded 1 million, setting a record for Chen Yunfeng's group last time.
However, people across the country noticed the footage of the police saluting the Huangpu River, and no one understood who they were saluting. Is it because of the dead? But the citizens of Shanghai remembered that four policemen were killed and thrown into the Huangpu River a few years ago.
They now finally understand that the police did not know who the murderer was, but that they were arrested in vain. At the same time, he also scolded those officials and masters of the government, and a bunch of dogs who eat people's food and don't pull people's.
Yang Luo didn't know about this, and as the dull gunshots rang out in various parts of Shanghai, Kun Si was like a hungry mad dog, roaring wildly in the office.
"All fucking dead, all fucking dead. Bang! Bangγγγγγγ" Kunsi pulled the trigger on the roof with his gun, and the stone chips flew and the smoke drifted in the air.
"Click!"
"Smack!"
After the bullet was fired, Kun Si slammed the gun in his hand against the wall again.
Several of the subordinates standing in the room were so frightened that they didn't even dare to come out, and they honestly stood there and didn't dare to move.
"What the fuck are you guys doing here? Gather all the brothers and find out the judge for me. β
Jiang Cheng stood in Han Bin's office, "Han Bureau! Kun Si's subordinates are looking for people everywhere, and it is possible that things will not be controlled. β
Han Bin's brows furrowed: "Through the investigation, I already know where Yang Luo is hiding, but I am still hesitating whether to catch him or not." β
Han Bin raised his eyebrows: "You found it?" β
"Hmm!" Jiang Cheng nodded and replied.
"Impossible, this kid was found by you so easily?" Han Bin asked suspiciously.
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