Chapter 42: Rifle goes to prison

Although it has not yet been revealed on the surface, Zhao Hongbing himself has begun to feel pressure in his heart, because if there are these accidents here, there may really be no way to get others to leave here together.

Zhao Hongbing thought to himself, what should I do? Should you stick to it here......

Seeing that the time passed minute by minute, for Zhao Hongbing, staying here must have to comfort the other four people, but those four people also have their own ghosts, and they can't form a united small collective at all.

"Have you figured it out?"

This time, Laifu didn't give Zhao Hongbing much time and directly questioned the five people.

Jiang Chun couldn't resist it at first, and directly wrote out all the assets under his name, for Jiang Chun, maybe this result is the best.

"Eun, that's good! There are 90 million assets, it seems that I still underestimate you big guys, hahaha! After Laifu took the list in Jiang Chun's hand, he was naturally quite happy, it was precisely because of these thoughts that for Laifu, he could threaten others through this matter.

Zhao Hongbing saw that Jiang Chun collapsed first, and his heart began to be entangled.

"This bastard, how can he compromise like this!"

"Brother Laifu, can I leave here?" Jiang Chun looked at Laifu with a dog-legged look and said.

Laifu disdained him, and directly let the two bodyguards beside him surround Jiang Chun.

"When I transfer all these assets, you can go, now you can stay here for now!" Laifu said toughly.

"This ...... Didn't we say before that we would leave when we were done, why should we change it! Jiang Chun argued, and even wanted to pounce directly in front of Laifu, but was knocked to the ground by the two bodyguards.

Seeing that Jiang Chun was beaten so violently after giving away the asset table, whether it was Zhao Hongbing or the other three, they were a little discouraged.

"How many of you? Is it well written? Rifle asked.

At this time, Zhao Hongbing found that Laifu was holding a pistol on his waist, and it seemed that he was really going to do it.

"What to write? You deserve our asset table for this waste? Fuck off, Yaga! Jun Nakajima scolded.

Jerry Lee also expressed a similar meaning, and the attitude of the two seemed to be much tougher all of a sudden.

"Okay, good, all of them are hard bones, aren't they! I'll see how long you can hold out! Laifu motioned to the bodyguards to bring out some torture instruments, all of which were the products of some war years.

After seeing those torture instruments, everyone present trembled.

"Do it!" Rifle ordered.

At this time, Jun Nakajima was forced to put on a torture instrument that clamped ten fingers, and the two bodyguards respectively pulled the rope on one side of the torture instrument and pulled hard, and Jun Nakajima let out a miserable cry.

"Ahhh You bastard! Jun Nakajima, who felt the pain of ten fingers piercing his heart, was still scolding Laifu, but his fingers were close to twisting.

"What? Would you two like to try it too? Don't hurry up and write it down for Lao Tzu! Laifu turned his head and said to Jerry Lee and Zhao Hongbing.

Zhao Hongbing looked in the direction of the gate and found that a large number of special police cars were parked outside, knowing that Da Zhuang had brought someone over, so he hurriedly threw himself to the ground, the latter tried to kill Zhao Hongbing with a pistol, but was kicked aside by Zhao Hongbing, and Zhao Hongbing directly took a table knife on the dining table and crossed Laifu's neck.

Seeing this, those bodyguards hurriedly pointed their guns at Zhao Hongbing, and for a while, the living room of the soup house was full of taste.

"Try it and see if your bodyguard's bullet is fast or the knife in my hand is fast!" Zhao Hongbing threatened.

"Don't, don't! You all go down! Rifle was suddenly empty.

At this time, the special police outside also broke into the door, directly controlled all the bodyguards of the soup house near the manor, and rushed to the living room.

"Don't move! Drop your weapon! Hands up! ”

As soon as the SWAT arrived, the bodyguards threw their guns on the ground and raised their hands.

Zhao Hongbing was also controlled by the special police because he threatened Laifu's life, but then Da Zhuang, who came later, immediately explained to the special police team leader, and Zhao Hongbing was let go.

"Brother Bing! Are you alright? Da Zhuang said in horror.

Zhao Hongbing was very relaxed, patted Da Zhuang's shoulder, and said, "It's okay, what can happen!" It's a good thing you brought the police in time, otherwise we would have been in real trouble. ”

Soon, 120 ambulances also arrived and took some of the wounded to the hospital.

Jun Nakajima, who was injured by torture, was also put in an ambulance, but when he left, he thanked Zhao Hongbing.

Jerry Lee also left the soup house under the protection of the relevant staff of the United States Consulate in Tangcheng.

Zhao Hongbing saw the familiar Mu Xue among the special police, so he stepped forward to greet her and said, "Officer Mu! I'm sorry for you today! Thank you for saving your life. ”

Mu Xue was also amazed when she saw that this young boss who had just walked back from the Ghost Gate was so relaxed, and responded: "No, no, this is our business." ”

Zhao Hongbing saw Mu Xue's heroic appearance in a police uniform, and his heart trembled a little.

Subsequently, Zhao Hongbing also learned from the forensic doctor that Brother Tang's cause of death was a heart attack, and the cause of the sudden attack was probably an overdose of insulin.

Before Laifu was sent to the prisoner car, Zhao Hongbing walked up to him and said, "This time, whether you find Lailu or Laishou, you have to squat honestly, wait, death is not far from you!" ”

Laifu was so angry that he was going to die, after all, after being targeted by Zhao Hongbing like this, he was still unconvinced in his heart, but what could he do if he was not convinced, he could only squat.

Two days later, Zhao Hongbing presided over Brother Tang's funeral at the Xiyishan Cemetery in Tangcheng, and the people who attended the funeral were all people with heads and faces in Tangcheng.

Two months later, Laifu was charged with intentional homicide, possession of firearms, illegal imprisonment, embezzlement, and illegal annexation of other people's property by the Tangcheng People's Court. Although Laifu appealed, the verdict was upheld in the second instance the following month.

The reincarnation of heaven, the magnificence of the legal open, negligent but not leaky.

On the day that Laifu was executed, Zhao Hongbing came to the soup house that had become a museum again, and thought of the bits and pieces he saw here in the past, and he couldn't help but feel emotion from his heart.

Since then, Tangcheng has lost a Tomson, which also represents the end of an era.