The short man's raised right hand was slowly lowered, and he was a little unsure of the identity of this fat man. If this fat man was a policeman, it had been several hours now, and there was still no movement outside. But his intuition told him that this fat man was not that simple. If it were an ordinary little rascal, in the face of this situation, he would definitely not be as tough and courageous as the fat man who was hung here.

This fat man's obscenity is all faked, there is not the slightest fear in his eyes, and his thinking is unusually clear and organized. In the experience of short men, the average hooligan ruffian has already begun to talk gibberish to this extent, and he will not be "at ease" like a fat man. ”

A sickly-looking man approached, and he whispered in the short man's ear. The short man's expression became more and more ugly. He pinched Zhang Wei's chin with his hand and said, "I really don't want to do anything to the police, it means I have no hope." ”

After that, the man took a shotgun from the sick man, and put the muzzle on Zhang Wei's head, "You are really courageous, dare to come to our lair alone, I respect you as a man." Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Wei caught a glimpse of some people stuffing sealed plastic bags into tires......

"Goodbye," Zhang Wei shouted at the moment when the man was about to pull the trigger

"Kill me, the old ghost will be with you."

The trigger was still pulled, and with this bang, Zhang Wei's sweaty hair rose up, and he felt that death was just around the corner, but the expected ** collapse did not appear. The short man laughed, patted Zhang Wei on the back, and said, "Brother, I'm scared!" It's a toy I bought for thousands of dollars! Zhang Wei felt that his body was also a little soft, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

The short man patted Zhang Wei's somewhat swollen cheek with his hand, and said with a smirk, "I don't believe that the old ghost can have a person like you, and you haven't peed your pants yet." ”

Faced with the short man's words, Zhang Wei endured the pain and opened his eyes a slit. He looked at the man in front of him, at the grinning face. Zhang Wei took a breath, and the fresh air entered the chest cavity along the organ. The pain in his chest made him cough.

"Brother, can you untie it for me first?" Zhang Wei's face was swollen, and his body was covered with bruises and scars. His body was already overwhelmed, and the moment the rope was untied, his whole body collapsed to the ground.

The short man threw a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Wei and said, "Brother, understand, it's better to be cautious in our business." ”

Zhang Weiqiang opened his swollen eyes and scolded, "Be cautious, just your hundreds of thousands of goods, like a drug lord in a border country,." ”

In the face of Zhang Wei's questioning, the short man was not angry. He just waved his hand at the sick man beside him, took a small bag of white powder from his hand, and said, "Since your boss sent you, then you must know how to do it, see how much this can be diluted." ”

Zhang Wei noticed a black figure outside the window when he was looking at this small bag of white powder, Zhang Wei suddenly sighed, and his whole body fell to the place where the sundries were placed. "Brother, your hands are really dark, pull me and let me get up."

The short man grabbed Zhang Wei's wrist to pull him up, Zhang Wei pressed his knee against the crook of his calf, his right hand broke free forcefully, and his arms wrapped around the man's legs. The short man was defenseless, and Zhang Wei completed a knee hold, and at the moment when the short man fell to the ground, Zhang Wei's hand touched his waist and removed his pistol and dagger.

The sick man on the side raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it towards Zhang Wei.

"Don't Move, Police"

Zhang Wei smiled, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth touched the lump on his face, making him grit his teeth in pain. But he still wanted to laugh, he was celebrating that he was alive, and even more worthy of celebration was that he had found one of the "cancers" of the city, these people were like the lesions of a city, they had long been corrupted and smelly, and they were polluting the health of the whole city. And he is like a piece of dog skin plaster, pulling out pus.

What Zhang Wei didn't know was that he was able to gain the trust of this drug dealer, and part of it was thanks to Han Yang, who was scolded by him as a dog in his heart.

An hour ago, Han Yang and You You, who had picked up the suspect from the hospital, looked at each other and smiled, and there were already two uniformed colleagues sitting in the interrogation room, which meant that they could get off work.

"Han Yang, is this your mobile phone?" As he was packing up his things, he spotted the glowing object on the chair. Han Yang touched his trouser pocket, and it was really empty.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, looking at the large number of missed calls and unread messages, Han Yang was impatient. "Han Yang, if you ignore me again, Dad won't want you anymore, and you will no longer be my good son" This is Chen Yu's news.

"Son, if Dad ignores you for a day, you won't be able to figure out the seniority." After replying to Chen Yu, Han Yang flipped through other important information, and finally he saw Zhang Wei.

"I went to the abandoned chemical factory in the suburbs, and if I didn't reply after an hour and a half, then you reported to the detachment and organized the police, which may be a drug den."

Han Yang looked at the time when the message was sent, and slapped his head and sighed secretly. It's been three hours, is Zhang Wei already more than lucky......

Hao Si stood on the balcony worried, and the alarm bell sounded all night today. His heart panicked, although he knew that he was not here to arrest himself, but he always felt scared in his heart. Hao Si lit a cigarette with some irritability, and under the smoke, his anxious mood eased slightly.

"Little yellow hair, don't wander around there, I'm upset to look at it."

Xiao Huangmao's performance was even more unbearable, there was no trace of blood on the whole person's face, and his body trembled involuntarily. The man on the door of his head couldn't stop staying. Xiao Huangmao was afraid that there would be a knock on the door suddenly, and a police officer card came into his eyes. Thinking of this, the little yellow hair is a spirit.

"Fourth brother, do you say that these policemen are here to arrest them, or why don't they run away. You listen to this siren getting closer and closer. Let's go, stay here and find death! Hao Si looked at the little yellow hair scurrying like a headless fly, and with some irritability, he picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it at him.

"You give me quiet, or I'll make you feel like it's a luxury to go to jail." Xiao Huangmao looked at Hao Si's eyes, and he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not a good man and a woman.......