Zhang Ming was shot in the left arm, knowing that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe, but he still refused to be caught, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and shouted at the child's mother: "Hurry up!" ”

As he spoke, he reached out his injured right hand and grabbed the child who had rolled under the saddle.

That kid is Zhang Ming's only reliance now, and he must hold it firmly in his hands.

"I, I'll drive it right away!"

The child's mother didn't know that Zhang Ming had been injured, and she was afraid that he would be bad for the child, so she hurriedly agreed to come down, but because of the drift of the red MINI, all the cars around her stopped, and she couldn't do it if she wanted to drive the car out.

At this time, Dewey had already flown out of the car, supported the front of the car with one hand, jumped directly over, and came to the rear window of the red MINI.

He threw his fist up and slammed it into the bullet hole in the window.

Just hear the sound of hitting the ground, like a spider web, radiation, from the bullet hole to the surrounding area, in the blink of an eye, all over the window.

The window glass shattered into shards the size of a fingernail, and because of the adhesive film, it did not fly around, but was smashed by Dewey with a punch along with the film.

As soon as Zhang Ming touched the child, the car window glass smashed on his head, smashing his head.

However, he soon regained his senses, and knew that if he did not catch the child in his hands, he would not have the slightest reliance, so he hurriedly opened his big hand and grabbed the child.

At this moment, Dewey reached into the car and grabbed Zhang Ming's shoulder, pressing his thumb right on his wound.

"Ahh

Zhang Ming screamed in pain, and shouted viciously: "Let go, or I will kill him!" ”

"Kill Nima!"

Zhang Ming only heard Dewey scolding angrily, and then he felt a strong force coming, and his body was involuntarily pulled towards the car door.

He struggled desperately with the pain, and his right hand reached out to the child as hard as he could, but it was getting farther and farther away from the child.

Dewey pulled Zhang Ming to the side of the car door, and his other hand turned into a palm knife and slashed down, slashing at Zhang Ming's left neck.

Zhang Ming's eyes darkened, he stopped struggling, and his head drooped.

The whole process seemed like a long time, in fact, it was only two or three seconds, and the child's mother didn't understand what was going on, and was still waiting to get the car out, when she heard someone say, "Stop, you're safe." ”

Only then did she react, and looked behind her blankly, only to see that Zhang Ming had been firmly buckled by Dewey by the car door, and his child was no longer in his hands.

"Xiaobao!"

The child's mother exclaimed, pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car, so frightened that Dewey hurriedly shouted: "Stop, handbrake!" ”

If she is really allowed to get out of the car, the car without the driver's control will have to jump out, even if it is just idling, it will inevitably cause a traffic accident.

"Oh, yes, stop!"

The child's mother didn't even have time to hang up, pulled up the handbrake and got out, ran to the other direction of the car, opened the door and picked the child out, checked his body up and down, and kept asking: "Xiaobao, are you okay, Xiaobao, you talk......"

After repeated fright, the child was so frightened that he forgot to cry, and was held in his mother's arms for a long time before he cried out.

"Xiaobao don't cry, mom is here, Xiaobao don't cry......"

The child's mother hugged the child tightly, for fear of being snatched again, and kept comforting her mouth, forgetting to thank Dewey.

Dewey didn't care about thanks, he opened the car door and pulled it out.

Zhang Ming was still in a coma, and Dewey untied his belt and tied him up.

Chinese people have always liked to watch the excitement, even if they delayed going home from work, they did not hesitate to do so, and soon a large group of people surrounded the three floors inside and outside the three floors.

"What's going on? What is this for? ”

"Is it a human trafficker stealing a child? Is this guy a policeman?,It's fierce.。 ”

"I'm going to go, I just saw it, this guy knocked the window off with a fist."

"Hurry up and take a picture and post it on the Internet to ......"

Many people took out their mobile phones and took pictures one after another.

Dewey's image couldn't be exposed, but he couldn't stop these people, so he covered half of his face with his hand and shouted at the crowd: "Spread out, everyone, there's nothing to see." ”

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, can you take your hand off and let us take a picture?" A girl shouted in the crowd.

Her words immediately elicited numerous echoes, but Dewey ignored them.

He squatted down in front of Zhang Ming, lowered his head so that these people couldn't take a picture of his face, and began to search Zhang Ming's body.

Zhang Ming had no other weapons on his body, the only valuable thing was a few documents in his pocket, including ID cards, passports, and even military officer certificates, all with different names and different appearances, one of which used a photo of him now.

"What the hell is this guy doing? Why are there so many fake documents, did Li Xue really guess that he was a spy? ”

Dewey knew that Zhang Ming was definitely not an ordinary person, and his identity should be relatively special, so he didn't take off his plastic mask in front of so many people at the scene.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the bayonet.

Soon, the other side picked it up, and the bayonet asked on the phone, "Xian'er, what's the matter?" ”

"He told you what I told Lao Shi earlier, right?" Dewey asked.

"Anyway, that guy is really a spy?" The bayonet asked.

"I'm not sure for the time being, he's been caught by me now, I'm afraid he'll have some trouble with the police in a while, you can report it to the top."

There were so many people around that Dewey couldn't elaborate, but only vaguely said about his current situation.

The bayonet immediately understood what he meant, and said: "I'll report to the top to coordinate, where are you now?" ”

As soon as Dewey told the bayonet of his location, the siren sounded from a distance, and he hung up.

The police car was stuck in traffic a few hundred meters away, and the police had to walk over.

"Let's give up, let's go."

Several policemen split the crowd and squeezed in, two of them still holding pistols at their waists, ready to draw them at any moment.

Taking hostages, wherever they are placed, is a big case, not to mention that it happens in a place like the capital, no wonder they are so nervous.

Dewey was squatting on the ground pressing Zhang Ming, and the back of his coat was propped up, revealing the pistol stuck in his waist.

When the policemen saw that he had a gun on him, they subconsciously regarded Dewey as a gangster, and drew their own matching guns and pointed them at Dewey.

"Don't move!"

"Let go of the hostages!"

"Put your hands up!"

Dewey didn't look up, continued to press Zhang Ming, and said: "You came just in time, the gangster has been subdued by me, and the hostages have been rescued, and now I will hand him over to you." ”

But the policemen clearly didn't believe him, and the officer who took the lead shouted, "What are you doing? Hand over the gun! ”

Dewey saw that the police were too nervous, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He didn't provoke the police anymore, and they were already extremely sensitive

said: "I am a soldier, this gun belongs to the gangster, you can come and get it yourself, so as not to have any misunderstandings." ”

The officer leading the team looked at Dewey, put his gun away, and walked over to him.

He reached for Dewey's gun, but Dewey did not resist and let him take it.

But unexpectedly, in the next second, the police officer who led the team suddenly put a gun to Dewey's head, and then took off the handcuffs from his waist and was about to handcuff him.

Cooperation is cooperation, but being held at gunpoint and handcuffed, no member of the Qianlong team will agree.

Dewey jerked his head back, and the gun of the leading officer missed, and then grabbed it with a backhand.

Everyone was dazzled for a while, and before they could figure out what was happening, the police officer who led the team was pressed down next to Zhang Ming, and the pistol fell into Dewey's hand and pointed at his head.

"Don't move!"

"Let him go right now!"

"Put the gun down, or we'll shoot!"

The other policemen shouted in unison, but because the leading officer was subdued by Dewey, no one dared to act rashly.

The police officer who led the team did not give in, but stiffened his neck and said, "Let go of me, you can't run away!" ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't talk this nonsense, but immediately evacuate the crowd, arrest the gangsters, and call an ambulance." Dewey said slowly.

"We'll do all these things, and now you're letting me go right away, you're attacking the police!" The police officer who led the team said coldly.

The mother of the child next to her finally noticed the situation here, and hurriedly shouted to the police: "He is not a bad person, he caught the gangster and saved my child!" ”

Immediately there were shouts of discontent from the crowd.

"Hey, what do you mean as a policeman, it's clear that you arrested other people's soldiers first, okay?"

"That's it, if someone catches a gangster, you still treat him as a gangster, and it's right to beat you!"

"Even if the police can't bear to do nothing, they still have to arrest the brave soldiers, record them, and post them on the Internet to expose them!"

"Yes, yes, record it, it's too unusual......"

The police's attitude towards Dewey caused outrage, and I don't know how many mobile phones were pointed at them.

Seeing this, the police immediately shouted to the crowd: "Put away all your mobile phones, don't get in the way of our official duties!" Their guns were always pointed at Dewey.

"Even if you are brave and brave, you can't attack the police with a gun, you let me go immediately, I can treat your troops as if this incident didn't happen, and ask your troops for credit, otherwise your troops will definitely punish you." The police officer who led the team coerced and lured.

Dewey didn't plan to do anything to him, it was just a normal reaction, but now he definitely can't let go of this policeman, otherwise who knows what kind of demon moth he will play.

He wasn't afraid of these policemen, but if they revealed their identities, it wouldn't be good.

He lifted the police officer leading the team, covered his face, and said, "Let your people evacuate the crowd first, and then call an ambulance, and when it's time to release you, I will naturally let you go." ”

The police officer who led the team had no choice but to say to his teammates: "Take the gangsters away and call an ambulance." ”

After saying that, he gave them a look.

The police understood and separated the two to evacuate the crowd, although people were dissatisfied, but seeing that this scene could cause a shootout at any time, they scattered into the distance.

"I'll call an ambulance."

Another policeman walked up to the side with a phone, dialed the phone, and said in a low voice: "We need support, we need snipers!" ”

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