"This ......, Ren Wujun, do you have a good way to deal with the Flying Bird Group?" Zhang Zhenyan hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Of course there are good solutions, not only that, but my actions have already begun." Ren Wujian smiled mysteriously, stood up, walked straight to the window, lifted the curtains, and opened the window.

The lights are on, and the night is bright.

In the distance, the sirens of police cars whistled by.

"The catastrophe of the Flying Bird Regiment is coming!" Ren Wujian put his hands behind his back and straightened his chest vigorously, such an arrogant posture made the injuries on his chest and back more painful, but he still endured it.

"Now, all you have to do is do what I tell you to do. What Zong Bai didn't do, I want to do. The Prison Emperor of Hell does not have the ability, but the Emperor of Martial Arts of the Wa Kingdom does. After saying this, Ren Wujian Bafang seemed to have a chance to win, and his whole body was light, and he swept Andre with a smug look. Pknovsky at a glance. He felt like he had pulled back a game and regained control of the entire boardroom.

Everyone in the conference room stood up one after another, walked to the edge of the window, and looked at the street below, the cold night breeze blowing on their cheeks and their nervous heartstrings.

There is a constant flow of traffic on the roads, and the number of police cars is slowly increasing, and it seems that the police force in all areas is being dispatched at the same time.

The appearance of this qiē was already expected by Ren Wujian Bafang.

A series of shootouts**, the situation in Lingjiang City was turbulent. If the criminal police led by He Xiaoxiao were ambushed in the morning and suffered heavy casualties, it was like being slapped in the face by someone else. The incident that happened in the teahouse at noon was like being punched again in the place where the slap had been made.

The lack of police force is one thing, but the successive events have completely disgraced them.

The urban area of Lingjiang is now boiling with public resentment. In the streets and alleys, after tea and dinner, people talk about this matter the most.

Lingjiang Tieba and many media are also the first to pay attention to these things. They all reported on the event from the top and prominent positions.

Even some of the timid ones don't even dare to travel normally.

There are also people who have banded together to oppose the factories on the grounds that safety is not guaranteed, and want to demand a wage increase in the form of a guò strike.

The shopping mall in the center of the city was originally very lively in the early morning, but now it is dark for a while, and there are one-third fewer people than before.

However, in some supermarkets, a wave of shopping frenzy is ushered in in the evening.

I don't know where it came from, it was said that the Flying Bird Regiment and the Horror King Legion and other gangs in Lingjiang City were about to fight, and many hotels would also be closed at that time, and people would shop and store food, water, and daily necessities.

Originally, it was impossible for some sane people to believe such absurd statements, but when they saw that the more people shopped, their friends and relatives were talking about it, their hearts gradually wavered, and they simply carried their bags and rushed to the supermarket to join the shopping frenzy.

Some people just walked around at night, saw that the supermarket was crowded, and became curious, and when they heard the rumors, they also rushed over to join in the fun.

The situation is getting worse and worse, and even relatives and friends have called to advise each other to buy some food lamps and items as soon as possible, store them, and even trample in supermarkets, and some nouveau riche went to the grain wholesale market and bought three tons of white flour in large sums, intending to take this opportunity to make a big profit.

The Flying Bird Group is powerful, but after all, it is developing too fast, the personnel are uneven, and the foundation is unstable.

Earlier, based on the masses, the number of people was huge, and it was able to support the Flying Bird Regiment to stand tall, but now public opinion is flying all over the sky, and those who were originally offended by the Flying Bird Regiment have also jumped out of the ground one after another, fanning the flames on the side, and they are very busy.

Xie Sanbiao has already settled Liu Ming.

Frankly speaking, he didn't recognize Liu Ming at first sight, this guy has loose skin and looks like an old man.

After learning his identity, Xie Sanbiao really wanted to give him to Ling Chi.

Ling Chi and lighting the sky lantern were the most cruel criminal laws in ancient times, one was to cut off the flesh on the body piece by piece. To light the lantern is to strip the man naked, wrap him in sackcloth, soak him in an oil tank, wait until evening, tie him to a tree pole, and light it from his feet.

The Flying Bird Regiment has been fighting with Hell for a long time, and Xie Sanbiao's hatred for him can be imagined.

Liu Ming was carried by someone, and when he saw Zong Bai's corpse, he trembled, his eyes suddenly straightened, as if he was stupid, he convulsed a few times, and then passed out.

Xie Sanbiao really wanted to ask Head Tang why he helped Liu Ming, was it because Zong Bai died. Isn't that shriveled old man a godsend, for hell?

Before Xie Sanbiao could ask, the phone in his pocket kept ringing.

Xie Sanbiao picked up the phone and said on the phone: The police of a nightclub under the Flying Bird Group suddenly rushed in to search, and somehow found white powder from a box. The owner of the nightclub has been taken away by the police, and several security guards have also been charged.

Xie Sanbiao was furious when he heard this, and he almost threw his phone on the ground in anger.

Since the establishment of the Flying Bird Troupe, the head of the Tang regiment has explained that pornography, gambling, and drugs are resolutely not contaminated, and he called the brothers who stayed in the nightclub, and learned that the box, there were several guests who had been there in the afternoon, all of them were fresh faces, and the white powder was probably put in by them.

Xie Sanbiao ordered someone to investigate the matter, and called Director Sun of the police station on that street, but the other party didn't get through and hung up directly.

This time, Xie Sanbiao felt that something was wrong.

After more than ten minutes, a strange phone call came, Xie Sanbiao picked it up and listened, it was Director Sun.

Director Sun had a few drinks with Xie Sanbiao, and the Flying Bird Regiment also helped them with security work, and Director Sun has always taken good care of the Flying Bird Troupe.

"Brother Biao, you have to pay attention lately." Director Sun lowered his voice and said, "This operation was arranged from above, and even the director must obey it." Lingjiang City is in turmoil, so it must be suppressed fiercely. Many police forces were transferred from nearby urban areas in the afternoon, and they came non-stop, and they did not settle in the bureau, so they went directly to action. I don't know exactly what the action is. Because we're not on the task at all. There are only two people under me, and they can't be sent out, like a tiger without claws, they can only stare dryly! ”

"I see, Director Sun." Xie Sanbiao's eyebrows tightened, the police in other cities had no friendship with the locals, so naturally they would not protect anyone, but on the contrary, they were not familiar with the situation in the Lingjiang City area. It is definitely necessary to find someone to cooperate with the work, otherwise how can the strike hard be carried out normally. It's just that Director Sun's status is limited and he can't reach the people above.

Xie Sanbiao lay on the back of the sofa, leaned back, and asked in a deep voice, "Are there anything wrong with my brothers?" ”