Just when Mingyue was fighting wits and courage with the king of assassination, Director Yuan suddenly called. [Ran^Text^Library] []:Le:Text: The novel 3.wxs520.om this phone call saved his life and survived being shot through the head by a bullet. According to Yuan Yuepeng, there is chaos everywhere in Linhai City now.

This confusion does not come from ordinary citizens. They heard the sound of broken glass, gunshots, and various communication software, emitting status. It didn't take long for almost all the people in Linhai City to wake up. Hide in your own home, lie next to the window, and peek out into the wonderful world outside.

When someone sees a man suddenly shot and lying in a pool of blood; When someone saw someone thrown out of the window, they were hooked. This kind of thrilling live broadcast will probably not be seen a few times in my life. Photos, videos, go crazy on the Internet. The amount of information is so large that it is almost a live broadcast.

Although the police have assessed the situation tonight, and know some terrifying information, information that should not be known by others, and will spread wildly, they still can't control it. Although they tried various methods, unfortunately, the speed of their blocking was far less than the speed of information dissemination.

As for the police officers who were in ambush outside, they were in considerable trouble.

According to the arrangement of Mingyue and Director Yuan, they hid near the strongholds of the various Blue Dragon Gangs. However, something unexpected happened.

In a building near Mingyue's hotel, police officers dressed in civilian clothes smoked cigarettes and ambushed like a group of thugs. Waiting, waiting, the sky gradually darkened. At this time, two or three people walked in and took pictures with the plainclothes policemen.

The two groups looked at each other, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and they both felt that the other party was not a good person, but they didn't know where it was sacred. They just kept looking at each other until they couldn't see each other in their field of vision.

The police immediately reported the news, and Yuan Yuepeng didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that it was an ordinary citizen going home. No matter who it is, if they encounter such a group of people in their own corridor, they will definitely be afraid. It is also natural to keep watching and being vigilant.

However, after twenty or thirty minutes, two or three more people came. Similarly, a few of them don't look like good people, they look like gangsters. I met with the officers, kept watching, and walked upstairs.

These two or three groups are quite similar to the police coming here to ambush. Even the time when each batch appeared was about the same.

The officers did not dare to delay and reported immediately. The first time was a resident, the second time or? How could it be such a coincidence. They act in a similar way to them. Yuan Yuepeng faintly felt that this matter was not so simple. Let his subordinates next see similar people again, and get close to them to understand the situation.

Sure enough, it didn't take long, only about thirty minutes, for another group of people to come. Seeing plainclothes policemen, one of them put his hand into his clothes.

The police officers were shocked, their nerves were almost tense, and some hands unconsciously touched their waists. Those who come are not good and those who are good do not come, and they are all prepared for emergencies.

As a result, the man only took out a box of cigarettes, touched the pocket on his body, there was no fire, came to the plainclothes policeman, and said with a smile: "Dude, is there a fire?" ”

"Yes!" One man took out a lighter, lit it to the man, and asked by the way, "You live here." ”

"yes, are you staying here too? How come I haven't seen you? ”

The police officer had a preconceived idea of setting himself up as a resident of the place first, throwing unfamiliar words at the other side. The man took a drag on his cigarette and replied, "You must not have seen me, I just moved in not long ago." ”

"What floor do you live on? I have time to visit your house. ”

"I live in 401, I will definitely come when I have time." The man happily smoked a cigarette and headed upstairs.

Those who just went up had high-profile and uninhibited clothes and hairstyles. When lighting a cigarette for him, they were also seen to have tattoos from the neckline. The most important thing is that the 401 of this building is not them at all. The resident of 401 is a staff member of a public institution, his family has some money, his wife is very beautiful, and his family is very warm.

Yuan Yuepeng received a report and guessed that they were one of the four dragon gangs. It's just that I don't know which gang they are and what purpose they are. Reports like this keep coming from below. Obviously, someone in the underworld wants to make a move tonight.

According to the reports from subordinates, look at the map. The locations where these people appeared were all near the stronghold of the Blue Dragon Gang, and they were in a rough circle. The center of the circle is the hotel where Mingyue lives.

This is definitely not a coincidence. Yuan Yuepeng boldly guessed that these people, most likely from the Qinglong Gang, were sent by the King of Assassination. Before the news could be spread, the mobile phone and walkie-talkie were blown up. Below, there were riots.

Just two or three people, the people who went up, gathered together, walked down, and walked to the side of the plainclothes policeman. When he approached, he suddenly took out a knife and stabbed the officers frantically. A lot of police officers were stabbed so much that they couldn't stand up.

Someone immediately pulled out a gun, fired a shot, and shouted: "Don't move, police! ”

The other side was stunned for a moment, and took the lead in shouting: "Police, you are paralyzed, fake." A group of people began to slash again.

Helplessly, his subordinates began to fight back in order to survive. Shouts of killing, national scolding, screams, gunshots, one after another. The walls and floors in the hallway were covered in blood. A group of people scuffled together.

The space in the corridor was too small, and they hit it from the inside to the outside. Standing on the street, a group of police officers fought fiercely with the gangsters.

The people of the entire Linhai City were scared and curious. I wanted to poke my head out to take a look, but I was worried about being injured by bullets or something. Some people, always very bold, climb the window and watch. One by one, black shadows on the gauzy white street, holding all kinds of instruments, desperately fighting. After a while, people kept lying down on the street. In the night, something black trickled out of their bodies.

The horizontal and vertical people, like big black sesame seeds, dotted the streets of Linhai. The people involved in it fought too badly, with countless casualties. That circle seemed to be a blood-colored flush. It was the largest crime scene ever created. The participants were plainclothes police and gangsters.

Anyway, there was also a group of people on the other side. As police officers, the police officers have a hurdle in their hearts that cannot be overcome. They don't need guns, they try not to. However, for some reason, these ordinary inconspicuous gangsters on the other side have become outlaws in the blink of an eye. Even so, I still have some scruples in my heart.

As the director of the bureau, Yuan Yuepeng couldn't watch his subordinates suffer. Now it is reasonable and legal to fight back, so he shouted to his subordinates: "Now, there is a riot in Linhai City, there is a terrorist attack, you can deal with it according to the actual situation." ”

This command is a reassuring pill. The chief of the bureau defined these people as terrorism. In the face of terrorist attacks, there is nothing to say. Two words, fight back.