The sound of the explosion had already alarmed some of the surrounding residents, and everyone began to gather around to check, Mo Nineteen looked around, and suddenly found a somewhat familiar figure.

"Where do I seem to have seen this person?" Mo Nineteen was a little puzzled, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Forget it, let's appease the people first."

The family involved had already run out into the street, now looking terrified. Mo Nineteen walked over and temporarily stabilized their emotions.

Another patrol officer also arrived at the scene and looked confused when he saw the collapsed police station.

After Mo Jiu inspected the scene and made sure that there were no other threats, he ordered the patrol officer who reported the news earlier to rush to the bureau to collect it, and he and the patrol officer who arrived later to maintain law and order at the scene.

"It's okay, don't worry, our police will deal with it immediately", Mo Shijiu said calmly to the people around him.

At this time, in the direction of Courtyard 8, where he lived, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

"Not good", Mo Jiujiu suddenly remembered the familiar figure just now.

"You maintain law and order here, I have something to do", Mo 19 left a sentence for the patrol officer beside him, and hurried to the No. 8 courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Mo Shijiu saw Zhao Xiaofei and the five of them huddled in a corner of the courtyard, one of them was bleeding from his leg, as if he had been shot by a gun, and a local young man with a gauze on his head was holding a pistol at them in front of him.

Mo Nineteen hurriedly walked to a distance of about ten meters away from them, and raised his hands on the spot: "If there is anything to discuss, don't shoot."

The young man with the gun turned around, his face full of red sores.

"You beat me with a baton that day," said the red sore face viciously.

"Yes, yes, I hit them, it has nothing to do with them, you let them go, I will leave you at your disposal", Mo Jiu said calmly.

The young man with the gun was a little excited: "Let them go? How is it possible, this matter is caused by them."

"And what are you going to do?" Mo Nineteen asked.

"I'm not going to do anything, as long as you kneel on the ground with them and give me thirty rings, and admit that you were wrong, I'll let you go, but you still have to give up the territory of HX Street", said with a red sore face, turning the head of the gun and aiming at Mo Nineteen.

"No problem, we can give up the territory of HX Street now, and it's even easier to kowtow to you, I'll go over and kowtow to you with them", Mo Nineteen replied very happily.

The red sore face didn't seem to expect Mo Nineteen to agree so happily, and his face was quite happy.

"Okay, you go over and stand with them now," said Mo Nineteen with a red sore face.

Mo Nineteen nodded, and walked towards Zhao Xiaofei and them.

Mo Nineteen's skills and red sores have been seen, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, his eyes were fixed on Mo Nineteen, and the head of the pistol followed Mo Nineteen.

Walking to the corner where Zhao Xiaofei and the others were, they had to pass by the side of the red sore face, and when the two were only about two meters apart, the red sore face waved his hand, signaling Mo Nineteen to take a detour and not approach him again.

Mo Nineteen nodded, as if he was really about to make a detour, but suddenly there was a change, and his face was red and sore, and he only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and Mo Nineteen arrived in front of him in an instant.

What's going on? The red sore face panicked for a while, and was about to shoot indiscriminately, when the wrist holding the gun suddenly hurt, and then the pistol came out of his hand.

Zhao Xiaofei on the side saw the pistol with a red sore face take off his hand, and took it in his hand with a leap.

"What kind of magic did you use?" The red sores were so shocked that he took several steps back.

Mo Nineteen smiled slightly, slowly walked to the red sore face and said, "I'm not a demon law, it's speed."

Zhao Xiaofei and the others found a rope to tie up the red sore face that was still palpitating, and Wu Caijian, who had been hiding in the house and did not come out, also ran out at this time, and quickly sent the injured brother to the hospital with two brothers.

At this time, Zhao Xiaofei approached Mo Nineteen with a sneer: "Brother Nine, how did you practice this speed?" Teach me."

Mo Jiu shrugged: "Innate, you can't learn if you teach you."

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Ten minutes later, more than a dozen heavily armed policemen came to the courtyard, and Basha personally led the team.

Someone from the security station was already dealing with it, and Basha walked up to Mo Nineteen with concern and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay, this guy rushed into the yard with a gun to commit murder, and we have already caught him, and the security station is estimated to have been blown up by him, you can take it back for interrogation", Mo Nineteen said lightly.

"Okay", Basha commanded the policeman behind him to take over the red sore face, and then whispered to Mo Nineteen: "The police in this place of Gangonli City are not good, you have to be careful."

Mo Nineteen nodded: "I know it in my heart."

Basha coughed dryly twice, and said with some reluctance: "In the next few days, you will have no place to work for the time being, but the daily patrol will continue."

Mo Nineteen nodded and said, "It's okay, I know what to do."

"That's hard work, brother", Basha patted Mo Nineteen's shoulder, turned to greet his subordinates, and left with a red sore face.

"That was the Basha chief of Gangonli City just now?" Zhao Xiaofei asked in disbelief.

"yes, what's wrong?" Mo Nineteen replied.

"He called you brother?"

"yes".

"Niu forked my brother, no wonder you are so powerful, it turns out that you are still the director's brother", Zhao Xiaofei said happily.

"What does this have to do with you, look at your virtue", Mo Nineteen said speechlessly.

"Naturally, it has a relationship, you are Director Ba's brother, I am your brother, don't I also be Director Ba's brother", Zhao Xiaofei looked intoxicated.

Mo Nineteen's face suddenly had a black line, feeling that this kid was climbing relatives, let him entertain himself, Mo Nineteen simply didn't bother to take care of him, turned around and was about to leave, at this time the door of the Westinghouse suddenly opened.

The young woman who lived inside pulled the little girl and rushed to Mo Nineteen, kneeling down with a thud.

"What are you doing here?" Mo Nineteen was suddenly a little confused.

"Quickly kowtow to uncle", the woman didn't answer Mo Nineteen's words, she held down the little girl's head and was about to kowtow to Mo Nineteen, and Mo Nineteen hurriedly grabbed her. Zhao Xiaofei next to him also ran over and picked up the little girl.

"If there is anything you stand up and say, you don't need to make such a big gift," Mo Shijiu said gently.

The woman kneeling on the ground shook her head: "You can help us, you promised, I got up".

"You want my help?" Mo Nineteen finally understood.

The woman nodded.

"Okay, you hurry up, I promise to help", Mo Nineteen hurriedly said.

"Really?" The woman looked at Mo Nineteen in disbelief.

"It's naturally true, as long as I can do it," Mo Nineteen said in a firm tone.

"Then I still have to kowtow to my benefactor", the woman said that she was going to kowtow again, but Mo Jiu hurriedly stopped her: "If you do this again, I won't help."

As soon as the woman heard that Mo Nineteen said that she would not help, she quickly stopped insisting, and quickly stood up from the ground.

"That's right, say, what do you want me to help with?" Mo Nineteen asked.

"The man who saved me," the woman said expectantly.

"The man who saved you?" Mo Nineteen's face was stunned.