Chapter Fifty-Six: The Black Car Legion

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Liu Handong has been keeping in touch with Kan Wanlin and others on his mobile phone, knowing that the rescue will arrive immediately, but he didn't expect such a big scene to be dispatched, the black cars from Jiangbei on the outskirts of Omi City were dispatched, and more than 20 black motorcycles also came.

"Hahahaha." Liu Handong grinned, lit a cigarette and smoked it, took out his mobile phone and ordered: "Don't let any of them go." ā€

Kan Wanlin rushed over first, he drove a BYD F3, usually called forced by the mountain artillery, in a fit of anger changed the car logo, hung a Toyota logo to pretend to be a Corolla, and later the Diaoyu Island anti-Japanese movement, and then buckled the Toyota standard, pasted a self-adhesive five-star red flag, since then no one dares to say anything.

BYD stopped ten meters away from the Audi Q5, the mountain cannon popped out of the passenger seat, opened the back cover box, picked up the bricks and smashed them, and the two brothers-in-law each came out with axes and kitchen knives, and they also did the same, picked up the bricks and threw them at the Audi car.

The black cars stopped, the driver got out of the car and threw bricks, the traffic on the national highway was suddenly blocked, the Audi was smashed with potholes, the glass was cracked, and the body was miserable, Zhao Mozhi and Liu Zhongwen lay on the car and shouted and called for reinforcements.

It was followed by several cars, full of thugs from the mine and helpers from the village, who got out of the cars one after another, picked up sticks and walked over, swearing and swearing in their mouths.

Fire Thunder put his finger in his mouth and whistled, and the motorcycle army rushed over like a tiger descending from the mountain, the engine shook the earth, and the riders wearing fully enclosed helmets slammed the accelerator, and the front wheels were raised high and pressed over, frightening the country turtles to retreat again and again.

Huo Ying sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, holding her brother's waist with one hand and waving the chain lock with the other, smashing the car glass like a meteor hammer.

The motorcycle shuttled back and forth to conflict, just like the ancient cavalry attacking the infantry, as if entering a no-man's land, the mountain artillery was anxious to see it, picked up a big kitchen knife and rushed over, Liu Handong also got off the car, flicked the cigarette butt, and dragged the elm pole into the enemy formation.

The national highway has become a battlefield, full of screams and blunt objects hitting the human body, car owners have stopped to watch, some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, but more people still detour away to avoid being hit by flying bricks.

Kan Wanlin was very clever, stepped forward to open the door of Fukang's car, and covered the transfer of Huanxi's family to his car.

A scuffle finally ended, the thugs brought by Zhao Mozhi were all wiped out, either fleeing or being put down, the village director and director Liu were trapped in the Audi Q5, trembling and afraid to get out of the car.

"it, come down!" Liu Handong waved an elm pole and smashed a piece of glass.

The mountain cannon jumped on the hood of the Q5 and smacked it with the tip of a large kitchen knife, and the glass slowly cracked.

Zhao Mozhi finally got out of the car: "Don't do it, I have something to say." ā€

Liu Handong swept his face and gave him a big mouth: "Say your mother, take it away!" ā€

The two brothers-in-law of the mountain artillery stepped forward and pressed Zhao Mozhi to the ground and tied it up firmly.

Liu Zhongwen calmed himself and said: "You are breaking the law. ā€

Liu Handong said: "You are the one who broke the law, arrest me." ā€

Liu Zhongwen shouted: "Why arrest me, I'm a policeman." ā€

"Why? It's up to you to attack the police! Liu Handong pointed to his belt buckle with a police badge, "Look clearly, I'm also a policeman." ā€

Village Chief Zhao, Director Liu, and the village accountant were all tied up and stuffed into the trunk, and Liu Handong waved his hand: "Open up, go back to the provincial capital!" ā€

Just about to move Fukang, Huo Ying sat in, with little hot pants and leather boots, and white thighs bright and blind.

"If you're like this, I'll be distracted when I'm hanging." Liu Handong said.

"It's okay, you can touch it if you want." Huo Ying threw a wink.

Liu Handong was speechless and moved the car to leave the chaotic battlefield.

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Zhao Mocheng, secretary of the Pingchuan Municipal Party Committee, has a big eyelid today, he thinks it's not a good sign, Secretary Zhao is a person with a wide range of interests, likes to study metaphysics, and Zhou Yi gossip has dabbled in everything, but the cultural level is limited, and the research is not very thorough, so he can only get a hexagram and draw lots to play by himself.

The site selection, design, and construction of the municipal building, the furniture arrangement of the office and even the house number, are all asked to see the master, and the consulting fee alone cost hundreds of thousands, and when he went to Thailand in the early winter, he also went to visit the fortune teller White Dragon King, and the master said that he had a disaster this year, and he must be careful, so every time his right eyelid jumped, he was frightened.

Could it be that the villain is doing it? Zhao Mocheng said secretly, the villain in his heart is none other than Shen Hongyi, the new deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, who was originally vacant, Zhao Mocheng wanted to let his subordinates, the propaganda minister, come up, how do you know that Shen Hongyi was killed halfway, and he grabbed this position and disrupted his deployment, which is really infuriating.

Secretary Zhao picked up the stick holder and shook it, and took out a stick, which was signed, and he was immediately furious.

The secretary walked in and said, "Secretary Zhao, something happened in Dadun Township, and the village director of Lantian Village had a conflict with people on the national highway. ā€

Zhao Mocheng was shocked, this Zhao Mozhi is his own brother, although he is separated by five blessings, he is still a relative, and he is very expressive during the New Year's holidays, he is a cultivable talent, and he should be taken care of.

"Is it the one that Wei Jin reported?" Zhao Mocheng's heart moved, and when he thought of it, he immediately asked the secretary to call Wei Jin's mobile phone and talk to him in person.

"Jin, what to do about that matter at noon is what Deputy Secretary Shen assigned."

"Report to Secretary Zhao, Shen Hongyi came over in person, and the people below didn't want to refute his face, so they let the car go."

Zhao Mocheng was furious: "My ** big blood, Wei Jin, do you have a number in your mind, is the Public Security Bureau in charge of the surname Shen?" What is he saying? You've let the dog eat it, what do you say you're doing? What can you do, you can't do it, I'll change people! ā€

Director Wei was scolded bloody, but he was not angry at all, it is an honor to be scolded by the leader, and it is a sign that the leader treats you as a confidant, if the leader is polite to you, it means that your political future is basically over here.

"Yes, yes, I'll send someone to chase after me right away."

After Wei Jin made the call, he immediately dispatched the public security brigade and the traffic police squadron to chase along the national highway, demanding that the people be stopped in Pingchuan.

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Today, the Omi police are very busy, a series of several cases, the city's police are not light, first a madman with a knife to cut people on the street, resulting in one death and five injuries of the Yan Zhan ng, and then the Huaijiang taxi company reported to the police that a female driver of the company was robbed, GPS has been unable to search, the police quickly put into the police force to investigate.

The patrol special police detachment immediately dispatched the whole city to search for the missing taxi, but there was no trace.

The hijacked driver is a girl in her twenties, it is said that her father also drives a taxi, and in the same company, Huaijiang is the largest taxi company in Omi City, with thousands of taxis, the drivers are very united, the car is loaded with GPS equipment and car radio, and they usually use the radio to communicate with each other.

Liu Handong drove Fukang on the national highway, next to the motorcycle of fire and thunder, everyone returned triumphantly, high morale, suddenly on the opposite lane tried a blue and green taxi, the driver was a young man, wearing a flower T-shirt, there seemed to be three people sitting in the back, two men sandwiched a woman, the woman was wearing a white shirt, and the white shirt was the driver uniform of the Huaijiang taxi company.

Just a glimpse, the taxi passed, Liu Handong worked as a policeman for a few days, developed the habit of being suspicious of everything, picked up his mobile phone and called Kan Wanlin: "Wanlin, don't you think the car just now is a little strange?" ā€

Kan Wanlin said: "What's strange, it's normal for taxis to run long distances. ā€

Liu Handong said: "Isn't it normal for drivers to not drive, and let passengers drive?" ā€

"Dadong, your own porridge hasn't been cold yet, what's the matter of taking care of others." Kan Wanlin has never had a good impression of regular taxis.

Liu Handong suddenly pulled the handbrake, and Fukang came to a drift flick, turning his head one hundred and eighty degrees, and almost threw Huo Ying out.

"Wan Lin, I suspect that the taxi has been hijacked, go over and take a look." Liu Handong quickly shifted the gas pedal, and Fukang chased in the direction of Pingchuan.

Kan Wanlin had no choice but to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, stop and slowly turn around, and chase after him.

The motorcyclists didn't know what was going on, but they were happy to participate in whatever it was, and they all turned around and followed.

This is a half-old Jetta taxi, the driver is nervously looking in the rearview mirror, for fear that the police car will chase after him, and the two boys in the back seat are holding sharp blades in their hands, and the blade is against the female driver's waist and eyes.

"Please, let me go, give you the money, and give you the car, can't you?" The female driver begged bitterly.

"Shut up, stab you to death with another bullshit!" Her kidnappers were three hairy boys, probably the first time to commit a crime, excited and nervous and afraid, the hand holding the knife was shaking, but this kind of person is often the most murderous, because he does not think about the consequences at all.

There is no police car in the back, and one qiē is normal.

Suddenly, a white Beverly rushed over like crazy, hitting the taxi from the side and rear, the kid driving was very limited, trying to grasp the steering wheel but did not get the gist, and was hit by Beverly and finally rushed off the roadbed.

Next to the national highway is a ditch, in the summer the ditch is filled with water, not deep, drowning people, the taxi plunged into the ditch, the people in the car fell into a lot, the door opened, a kid climbed out, still holding a knife in his hand.

The female driver also climbed out, her hair scattered, terrified, and behind her was another kid with a knife, and the bright blade was on the female driver's neck, screaming: "Don't come here!" ā€

Liu Handong got out of the car, ignored him, looked down to check his Fukang's injury, the right headlight was broken, the bumper was wasted, the water tank blades were also deformed, and the fenders were full of impact marks.

"Damn, you have to compensate me for my losses!" Liu Handong pointed at the robber and scolded.

"**, do you know how much our Dongge's car is worth, I can't afford to pay for cutting your waist!" Huo Ying also hugged her arms and scolded.

The third robber also crawled out of the cab, he didn't wear a seat belt, his head was broken, the blood was left to cover his eyes, and he was confused.

"Shut up! Give me a new car, 50,000 yuan of semi-old bills without serial numbers, or I will tear up the bill! The kid with the knife shouted angrily, the lines were quite bluffing, and he was prepared when he heard it, but the lines were said when he was surrounded by the police, and it didn't work for Liu Handong.

"I'm cĒŽo fuck, you've watched too many bad Hong Kong movies, and you're still fucking 50,000 yuan of semi-old banknotes without serial numbers, you think you're robbing a bank? 50,000 ...... I won't give you 50,000 banknotes! Liu Handong scolded and continued to attract the attention of the robbers.

Kan Wanlin had already quietly touched it from behind, hugged the robber with the knife, and everyone took the opportunity to rush up, the stick, fist, and chain chain were vigorously greeted, and the three robbers were beaten and rolled all over the ground, screaming like killing pigs.

"Big brother, you're hurt." The robbed female driver exclaimed, it turned out that Kan Wanlin was stabbed by the robber at the moment he started, and the bloody wound kept spurting blood, which was very terrifying.

Liu Handong hurriedly tore off his clothes and bandaged him, Kan Wanlin's face soon turned pale, his lips lost their blood, and he still said stiffly: "It's okay, I'm fine." ā€

The female driver threw herself into the cab of the taxi, picked up the radio and shouted with a crying voice: "I'm Xiaoling, I'm Xiaoling, come and save people!" ā€

Radio waves flew across the sky and into the radio of every Huaijiang taxi.

Almost at the same moment, thousands of taxis of the Huaijiang Company all took unified action, soliciting customers to get off the bus, turning down the empty lights of the empty cars, and driving to the place of the incident.

For a time, it became extremely difficult to get taxis in Omi City, and on the highway leading to Pingchuan, there were groups of blue and green taxis, honking their horns with double flashes, like a large army marching out.