The killer was also stubborn, and he didn't say a word, and he himself estimated that he was probably shot in the shoulder. He continued around the corner with his well-decorated left hand, which made it difficult for the gunners behind him to aim. Where would he have thought that what hit him was the so-called hidden weapon that had not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

Chen Hao shot out another coin, although the killer's foot was hidden by the seat of the car, but it was not a problem for Chen Hao, who had a perspective function.

Chen Hao shot a coin much faster than a bullet, and almost instantly came behind the killer. After the coin was shot through the cab seat, the castration continued, and the lower leg bone of the killer's right foot was broken when he stepped on the accelerator. The killer grunted in pain, and his entire right leg lost sensation and mobility.

The accelerator pedal has no force to pedal, and the car can only rely on inertia to continue to move forward, and under the action of friction, the speed of the car gradually slows down.

Seeing that the killer had basically lost the strength to resist, Chen Hao confidently and boldly put the car and the killer's Toyota side by side.

"Parking, as long as you cooperate well, I promise to let you leave safely." Chen Hao rolled down the window and shouted at the killer. Cai Meng cooperated at this time to raise the pistol that had finished shooting and aimed at the killer's head in a pretentious manner.

The killer turned his head to look at Chen Hao, his facial expression was still so cold, and Chen Hao felt that he was not facing a living person, but a statue made of cold marble.

The corners of the statue's mouth were slightly raised upward, revealing an imperceptible smirk. Chen Hao secretly said that something was wrong, and just wanted to take measures, the killer slammed the steering wheel with his left hand, and the Toyota car crashed into Chen Hao's police car at high speed, apparently he replaced the foot that stepped on the accelerator with his left foot.

Chen Hao reacted extremely quickly, and when he stepped on the brake, the tires of the police car rubbed sharply against the ground, and made a piercing sound, and then a smell of burnt rubber spread from the bottom of the car to the car.

The Toyota slammed past the front of the police car and slammed into the guardrail of the highway. Chen Hao watched as the Toyota broke through the guardrail and rolled all the way down, falling into a deep ditch under the roadbed, and after waiting for two or three seconds, a violent explosion occurred.

Chen Hao pulled over and stopped the car, staring at the raging flames and thick black smoke under the roadbed in a daze. Cai Meng came to Chen Hao's side and said, "This kind of person is a real dead man, even if you capture him alive, he won't tell you a word." ”

Chen Hao nodded silently, and got into the cab without looking back. "Let's go, let's go back and discuss it and see how to deal with Wang Hai tomorrow."

Late at night, the small conference room of Emgrand Entertainment City was filled with smoke, and the four people sat silently in their chairs and smoked, and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts like hedgehogs.

A burly man with a meaty face and a big shaved head, which looks like black no matter how you look at it. The man in the society said impatiently: "Why hasn't Brother Cai come yet?" I said I was waiting here at nine o'clock, but now it's eleven o'clock. ”

A middle-aged man with glasses and a very elegant manner, with a smile on his face, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip beautifully, and said, "Monk, you can go down and have a good time, the girls here are still relatively punctual." ”

The big bald head has a shiny scalp, and he has a nickname called a monk. "Forget it, I don't have that mind. There will be a meeting tomorrow, and it is said that a new leader will be elected, and I am not sure. ”

The man with glasses sneered and said to the monk, "Why are you bothering that heart?" It's not for you to be the leader. Of course, you monk doesn't have this qualification. ”

The monk glared at the man with glasses and said, "Tiger, you don't sneer here, bully me and have no culture, right?" ”

The man with glasses has a tattoo of a tiger on his arm, and those who are familiar with him are usually called Tiger or Tiger Brother. He has a warm smile on his face every day, and people who see him for the first time think he is kind, but in fact, people who really know him know that he is extremely ruthless and is best at being behind his back, so he secretly gave him a nickname called "Smiling Tiger", of course, no one dared to call him so in person.

"Oh, that's right, monk, you actually know the idiom of sneering and sneering, who said you have no culture." This sentence came out of the smiling tiger's yin and yang weird mouth, which made people feel full of irony.

"Smiling Tiger, are you looking for death! Don't think that others are afraid of you, and I am afraid of you! There's a kind of heads-up! The monk got up suddenly, slapped the table, the teacup was shaken up and fell on the table, and the tea spilled on the table.

The waiter hurriedly cleaned up the table and re-brewed new tea.

Looking at the thunderous monk, the smiling tiger did not move, and said unhurriedly: "Monk, don't talk to me, you are so kind, go and fight Brother Cai alone." ”

The monk suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and he couldn't get up again. It's not that he hasn't singled out Cai Meng, but he has been repaired quite miserably, as long as he talks about going head-to-head with Cai Meng, it is equivalent to poking him in the sore spot.

The smiling tiger took another sip of tea from the cup, and praised repeatedly: "Good tea, really good tea." The monk couldn't see the smiling tiger's sobbing face, and ran to the window to sulk alone.

The other two didn't speak, just drank tea by themselves in a daze. One of them was of medium stature, with a dark complexion, looking rather thin and lean, dressed in casual clothes, wearing a pair of military leather boots on his feet, thick fingers, calloused hands, and glittering eyes.

The other person looked like a personable white-collar worker, with slightly longer hair, a white face, white and slender fingers, no wrinkles in the suit on his body, and spotless leather shoes on his feet. He just laughed as he watched the quarrel between the monk and the smiling tiger.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and Chen Hao walked in first.

Seeing Chen Hao, everyone in the conference room was very surprised, and when Cai Meng then walked into the conference room, the four people showed different expressions.

The monk opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Boss, you are finally here, if you don't come again, I will call my sister-in-law to complain about you." ”

The smiling tiger stood up and greeted Cai Meng with a smile: "Brother Cai, here." ”

The thin and sturdy man stood up and nodded at Cai Meng expressionlessly, still smiling. The white-collar workers were still laughing, but their bodies were sitting on the chairs with big knives, and they didn't lift their buttocks.

Cai Meng smiled at the four of them, hugged his fists to the four of them, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I encountered some nasty little flies on the road, and it took a lot of effort to send them away, so I made you brothers wait for a long time." ”

After Cai Meng finished speaking, his eyes looked around.