Liu Wanshan never expected such a result, he looked at He Zifeng anxiously, and winked at him, but found that the other party smiled and gave himself a reassuring look. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?"

Liu Wanshan was puzzled, but in front of so many people, he couldn't give He Zifeng too many clear instructions, and cleared his throat at the moment: "Mr. He, since you admit that you killed someone, then come with me!" ”

"Coming with you? There doesn't seem to be a place for you Liu Wanshan to speak here, right? ”

Before He Zifeng could speak, Richard was the first to stand up, he walked up to Liu Wanshan and stared at him deadly: "Don't forget, this is the French Concession, here...... I've got the final say! ”

There was a light laugh around him, they were laughing at Liu Wanshan's ignorance and self-indulgence, He Zifeng looked around, and remembered those snobbish faces in his heart one by one, he didn't want to stay here too much, because there were still a lot of things waiting to be dealt with outside, and he had to leave here as soon as possible.

At the gate, Tong Yaoling was there with a black face, he held it for too long, he sometimes couldn't understand He Zifeng's style of doing things, it was often easy to get by, and it seemed that there was no track to be found, but in the end, everything could be integrated and reasonable, which was why Tong Yaoling had always stayed by He Zifeng's side.

In his heart, He Zifeng is a wise man, a real wise man, and a Confucian general, without too much planning, he has the feeling of being annihilated by the force in the middle of talking and laughing.

And now, just as he looked over with a dark face, He Zifeng was also raising his eyes to look at himself, with a hint of a smile on his face, and then, the Browning in his hand rang.

This sudden sound made everyone in the audience stunned in place, and they just watched Liu Wanshan's suddenly distorted face shake a few times like rice bran, and then turned iron blue, and fell to the ground in a miserable scream.

A hole was made in his thigh, blood was bubbling out, watching him roll on the ground like a pig, He Zifeng's eyes did not have a trace of pity, he just looked at Tong Yaoling with a smile, as if the screaming under his feet was not a person, but an animal.

The police surrounding the hall shouted when they saw this, and more than a dozen guns of Hanyang made black holes were pointed at He Zifeng, and the hall was unusually quiet, only Liu Wanshan's screams told everyone that all this was true.

Tong Yaoling swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and then stretched out his hand to beckon outside the door, and in just two breaths, a group of black suits rushed in from both sides of him, without any sound, dozens of guns were put on the heads of the group of policemen, and Liu Wanshan's screams suddenly stopped.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from Liu Wanshan's forehead again, this time it was not caused by pain, but the strength of these black suits really scared him.

There are no machetes, no axes, no Hanyang, no box cannons, and some are flower traps of a water, brand new and shiny.

With such equipment, not to mention the police at the scene, even if it is several times more, Liu Wanshan also has reason to believe that as long as He Zifeng gives an order, he will not be able to survive the sweep at all, and all of them will have to stop eating.

"Stop, stop! Stop it! Put the down with Lao Tzu! ”

Liu Wanshan couldn't care about the thigh injury at the moment, and it wasn't until now that he understood that He Zifeng was really murderous this time, this shot made his whole person transparent, and he seemed to know in his heart that He Zifeng was not targeting himself, and he was not trying to kill himself.

Standing up with the support of a policeman, Liu Wanshan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, but a dry smile appeared on his face: "Boss He, can you put away your gun, if you go off again, I, Liu Wanshan, don't have so many lives to accompany me." ”

He Zifeng's eyes rolled, his gaze moved away from Tong Yaoling, and finally fell on Liu Wanshan's distorted face: "Director Liu, have you seen my embarrassed appearance?" On the way here, I was attacked three times, and my people were also injured, your eyes are not there, but your eye sockets are always there, right? I want to ask you, if you don't catch the murderer, why are you coming to arrest one of my victims? Does Mayor Fu always like to pinch soft persimmons? ”

"This ...... I ......"

He Zifeng waved his hand impatiently: "Don't do this, that, Mayor Fu, I will have to talk to him sooner or later, should a good citizen like me be protected?" But now? If you don't get protection, even if you don't have protection, you still want to arrest me? I want to ask, shouldn't I kill someone who wants to kill me? Could it be that I, He Zifeng, am going to sit here, waiting for someone else to kill me? Is it true that if I kill someone, I will break the law, and if someone else kills me, it is legal? ”

The second half of his sentence was turned around and said to the people around him, and after this call, everyone couldn't help but talk about it, and many people even pointed at Liu Wanshan.

It is extremely terrible for everyone to talk about it, Liu Wanshan feels that he can't stay anymore, this kind of feeling that Qianfu refers to makes him extremely uncomfortable, what is the use of the police? What else can you do to catch ordinary people and cooperate with your boss to catch this and that? In the face of gangsters, the police have become a vulnerable group, and the rivers and lakes are in trouble, which is a clear law.

Liu Wanshan was speechless, he felt that in this hall, he had become a rat crossing the street, He Zifeng was so justifiable, several consuls were so arrogant, and Fan Lao not far away even had strong contempt in his eyes, all of which made him want to turn around and leave immediately.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ”

At this time, in a corner of the hall, there was a lonely but very rhythmic applause, the hall suddenly fell silent again, everyone turned their heads, only to see a person walking out there, not young, with a little gray temples, but a resolute face and excellent maintenance.

He walked out of the shadows with a tall posture, and said in his mouth: "What Boss He said is extremely correct, Director Liu, this time you really crossed some things that should not be overstepped, in fact, I think that Boss He should not explain so much to you, because this is the French Concession, Mr. Richard can handle this matter well, don't you say?" Mr. Richard. ”

He Zifeng didn't turn around, but when he heard the man's words, his figure shook slightly, and then, a happy smile appeared on his face: "I really didn't expect that after more than a year, you would actually appear at this time." ”

"Yes, it's such a coincidence that I showed up at this time and witnessed this good show with my own eyes." The man smiled and looked at He Zifeng's back meaningfully.

"Mr. Kato, are you back?"

He Zifeng asked this sentence gently, then turned around and looked at Yuya Kato in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled even more.