Qiao Bei only felt two powerful currents converging into his body at the same time, and his body slammed into the ground with the two strong bailiffs guarding him.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the two bailiffs beside Qiao Bei fainted and fell to the ground, motionless.

Qiao Bei, who was placed in the middle, fell dizzy, and the pain in his arm that had been wounded by the gunshot continued to rush to his heart, but the electricity in his body was leaked a lot because of this, and his head regained some sanity.

was about to scream, but he felt that his hair was grabbed by someone, pulling his whole head up, and then his neck was tightly clamped, Qiao Bei was horrified, and struggled desperately, but it was useless, he only felt that the breath in and out of his throat was getting less and less, and his face was purple because of blood congestion.

The fake bailiff knelt on one leg, put the other leg on Qiao Bei's back, strangled Qiao Bei's neck with his left arm, and strengthened his right arm, locking his left arm in little by little.

Qiao Bei only felt that his neck was getting tighter and tighter, and he wanted to grab it with his hands, but he was hit by a gunshot wound in his arm, and when he hit it, the wound was torn, and dirty blood burst out, instantly dyeing a white T-shirt a dark red.

The arms of the fake bailiff were shrinking little by little, Qiao Bei's breath was getting less and less, and the two legs were still kicking and kicking at first, but after a while, there was no strength, and the whole head was like a blood ball about to explode, the green tendons were bulging, and the two eyes were getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, a powerful electric current continued from the fake bailiff's body, Qiao Bei's neck suddenly felt relaxed, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of dirty blood splattered out, and the whole person fainted.

A half-conscious bailiff on the ground shook one leg and stood up, and the electric baton that had just been hit by the fake bailiff once from his waist stabbed the fake bailiff again, and the fake bailiff who was still struggling convulsed for a while and stopped moving.

The bailiff still couldn't understand his hatred, and stabbed the electric baton again, until the current in the electric baton was no longer released, and then he took out the handcuffs from his waist to cuff the fake bailiff, and then, he collapsed to the ground, and knocked the wooden plank between the pits with the electric baton that had no current, and shouted weakly in his mouth: "Someone...... Come...... Come on, people......"

The prosecutors and bailiffs outside finally heard the sound and ran into the bathroom one after another, and when they came in, they were surprised to see the people lying together. One of the inspectors, whose face was even more pale, and his eyes were full of horror, remained there speechless for a long time.

"What are you doing? Hurry to the hospital! A prosecutor followed in, saw the scene in the bathroom, reacted immediately, and quickly made arrangements.

A group of bailiffs poured in outside to carry the four people out one after another and send them to the car, Qiao Bei was motionless, the dirty blood bursting out of his arms accumulated into a dark red, the corners of his mouth were still dripping with dirty blood, the breath in and out of his nostrils was almost inaudible, and the whole person seemed to be dead, lifeless.

The prosecutor wiped the sweat from his forehead and urged the driver: "Hurry! Hurry up! Be sure to save him! He is an important witness, if he is going to die, this case is a death case, or we will all be punished! ”

Fortunately, the public security hospital is not too far from the procuratorate, the driver ran several red lights in a row, drove the car directly to the emergency building of the public security hospital, and four mobile surgical vehicles were already waiting at the door.

In an instant, the lights in the operating room turned on, and the doctors and nurses inside were busy.

……

The other end.

In an empty warehouse, Zhang Quan carried a steel pipe and smashed it headlessly on Yuan Jian, who was already not moving much on the ground, and scolded angrily while smashing: "You still fight with Lao Tzu? Are you enough? After a few years of mixing in the road, you think you're the boss? Have you asked me? Fuck you! ”

Yuan Jian was covered in blood, and his two eyes were high and swollen, leaving only a thin slit. His face was full of blood between his nose and blood, and his body was curled, bearing the steel pipes that rained down.

It wasn't until he was tired that Zhang Quan threw the barrel of the gun in his hand aside, spat at Yuan Jian on the ground, and scolded: "You are a B-raised, let Lao Tzu lose so many people." Still in circles? Can you trap it? ”

Feeling resentful in his heart, he turned back to Yuan Jian's side, raised his leg and stomped wildly for a while, then returned to the chair and sat down, lit a cigarette, and took a hard breath.

Standing behind were Bi Sheng and Zhang Quan's subordinates who had just been broken, and on both sides were the little brothers who Zhang Quan called over, both carrying guys in their hands, staring at Yuan Jian on the ground.

After the severed subordinates, he took the initiative to ask: "Brother Quan, I'll deal with it, right?" ”

"No, he's coming." Zhang Quan pointed at Bi Sheng.

Bi Sheng heard it, he didn't even look at Zhang Quan, he pulled out the imitation of June Fourth from his waist, stretched out his hand to stroke the chamber of the imitation June Fourth, took a few steps, kicked Yuan Jian to lie on his back, and fired three shots at Yuan Jian's chest, without blinking his eyes, and then inserted the gun into his waist, ignoring the three convulsions of Yuan Jian on the ground with the sound of the gun, and then motionless, straight away.

Sure enough, it's a ruthless character!

Zhang Quan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw it, even if the little brothers who dared to fight the fire on the street, they couldn't help but tremble three times with the gunshot. The blood on Yuan Jian's body seeped through his clothes and flowed to the ground, and there was a terrible weirdness in the warehouse, Zhang Quan frowned, and his broken subordinates shouted: "Find a place to bury it." ”

"Okay, Brother Quan." After the severed subordinates passed, regardless of the dirty blood on the ground, they leaned over and picked up Yuan Jian, strode to the outside of the warehouse, pulled the car door, plugged it casually, closed the car door with a bang, and a few seconds later, a bunch of headlights turned out of the warehouse compound.

After the broken subordinates drove the car all the way to the wilderness, and after making sure that no one was following behind, he braked suddenly, hurriedly turned to the back seat of the car, groped out a very small needle tube pattern from his body, touched Yuan Jian's heart, and quickly pierced it, injecting all the liquid in the tube into Yuan Jian's body.

In less than ten minutes, a container truck that was driving without lights quietly stopped on the side, and three or four people poured out of it, and without speaking, they came directly to lift Yuan Jian into the back cabinet of the container truck.

"Lin Yue, people aren't dead, are they?" Ling Shan, who closed the cabinet door, asked out loud.

The broken subordinate frowned, but still replied with great confidence: "Impossible, Bi Sheng's marksmanship was taught by me." ”

"Let's go, be careful." Ling Shan hurriedly jumped into the co-pilot, and the container truck swayed away.

In the container truck, the lights were bright, and a doctor with two assistants kept connecting various instruments to the motionless Yuan Jian until all of them were connected, and the doctor gave instructions: "Prepare for electric shock." ”

……

Public Security Hospital.

Qiao Bei on the operating table was also shocked by the same electric shock, and it was not until after dozens of electric shocks that the electrocardiogram beat slightly, and then became stronger and stronger. The doctor exhaled secretly and twisted his head, and the assistant had already prepared a disinfectant towel to wipe the beads of sweat on the doctor's forehead.

The prosecutor waiting outside the operating room paced back and forth in the corridor, and the mayor's secretary hurried over, and the first thing he said when he saw the prosecutor was: "You must make sure that people are alive, otherwise there will be chaos in the ancient city." ”

"Secretary Wang, this is a suspect from the procuratorate, we will deal with it ourselves." The prosecutor paused and walked back and forth, and replied coldly.

Secretary Wang snorted coldly, tried to restrain himself, and regained his usual composure: "Jiang Jian, the case of illegal fundraising is indeed the case of your procuratorate. I don't want to and won't interfere, but what I want to tell you is that Xincheng Fruit and Vegetable and Xincheng Real Estate are two companies, if the suspect inside is dead, it will inevitably cause a collective strike in the fruit and vegetable industry, and the people will raise prices, have you thought of this consequence? ”

"The duty of our prosecutor's office is to get to the bottom of the case, and we will never back down because of how much influence and background the suspect has. Secretary Wang, why are you so nervous about the suspect inside? Jiang Jian asked coldly.

Secretary Wang's gaze swept over Jiang Jian, and he responded very calmly: "Jiang Jian, I have no intention of interfering in the work of your procuratorate, but I think you don't want him to die either, right?" ”

"If something like this happens inside the procuratorate, we will introspect ourselves, and we won't bother Secretary Wang."

"I hope so." Secretary Wang is as calm as water on the surface, but his heart is boiling. He knew that the person in front of him was standing in the line, and he also knew what he would be aggressive with him. Politics is complicated, but it's complicated. If you are not calm, you will not only smear yourself, but also represent the image of another person.

He didn't talk to Jiang Jian at the moment, but he didn't leave, he stood in front of the operating room, staring intently at the lamp at the door of the operating room, and didn't move.

After more than an hour, the lights at the door of the operating room finally went out. The doctor came out of it, and before he could remove his mask, the prosecutor surrounded him and asked, "How is it, doctor?" ”

"Fortunately, it was delivered in time, and the person was rescued, but the wound on the arm was ruptured, he lost too much blood, and he was in a coma, and he won't wake up for a while." The doctor's words made the prosecutor and Secretary Wang, who was standing quietly, breathe a long sigh at the same time.

After the doctor left, Secretary Wang glanced up at the operating room, said nothing, and turned to leave.

The prosecutor sat on a chair in the corridor and was silent for a long time before shouting to the prosecutor beside him: "Send more people to guard, there must be no more accidents!" ”

"Yes." The inspector left in a hurry.

The prosecutor let out another long exhale, secretly rejoicing in his heart. Fortunately, Qiao Bei came back to life, otherwise, the other party would have beaten him up. Not a word was tried, but the person was tried to death, this mistake was enough to remove himself from his position.

……

The news was not long in coming.

The first to know was Kwong Wenbin, who kept scolding in the safe house. He was not only angry at the prosecutor's dereliction of duty, but more importantly, he smelled the murder.

This is someone who wants to kill Qiao Bei and send a killer to infiltrate the procuratorate, this murderer behind the scenes must be Li Mu. called the police officers around him and instructed: "Find the murder bailiff as soon as possible, I estimate that someone will kill him." ”

"Team Kwong, we can't interfere, can we? This is an internal case of the procuratorate, and the procuratorate will definitely not let us intervene. "The police are not without worries.

Kuang Wenbin snorted coldly: "No matter what case he had before, by now, this is already a homicide!" The criminal police team takes over, you go over first, who blocks whom! I'll say hello to the Liao Bureau. ”

"Okay." The police hurried over.

Kuang Wenbin scolded a few words angrily in the room, and did not dial Liao Yongzhong's phone, but directly dialed Ling Guofeng's phone: "Deputy Director Ling, now that there is a new development in the case, I want to report to you." ”

"You say." Ling Guofeng didn't seem to be resting, the phone rang and it was connected.

"Qiao Bei, chairman of Xincheng Real Estate, was detained by the procuratorate on suspicion of illegal fundraising, and you already know this. But half an hour ago, someone sneaked into the procuratorate and pretended to be the bailiff inside the procuratorate, intending to kill Qiao Bei, I suspect ......"

“…… Is man dead or alive? Ling Guofeng paused, then asked.

Kuang Wenbin hurriedly responded: "I just got the news, and the person has been rescued." ”

"Well, I see, do you have anything else to report?" Ling Guofeng asked extremely calmly.

"Deputy Director Ling, I would like to apply to intervene in this case."

"Don't get involved, do what you do."

"Deputy Director Ling......"

"Am I not clear?"

"Yes!" Kuang Wenbin's two eyebrows couldn't help but twist together, but Ling Guofeng's tone was unquestionable, and Kuang Wenbin had to inform the police officers who had just gone out to turn around and come back.

Just as he was about to go out, Ling Shan pushed the door in and said, "Team Kuang, Yuan Jian is still alive." ”

"Good!" Kuang Wenbin glanced at Ling Shan, swallowed Qiao Bei's injury, quickly re-entered the state, and calmly arranged to Ling Shan: "Bi Sheng should gain Li Mu's trust after this battle, and we have to add another ...... to him."

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