It was the time of the lantern, and most of the people in the market had eaten and rested in the shops at this time.

The market is quiet, there is no longer the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day, and there is a faint layer of night. The lights are dim, the lights of the business premises have long been turned off, and only the places where people live, occasionally the lights flicker.

Wake up early in the morning and be busy with business during the day, so most people are used to going to bed early and getting up early. They are all too sleepless, although it seems to be early, but many of them are already in a hazy dream.

And only those who like to drink, chat, or have business to talk about will crowd into the bar, which is full of people.

Except for this place, the market is basically silent, except for the street lamps that resemble fireflies, shrouded in a dim halo.

Zinoviev got out of the car, dressed as a policeman, wearing a crooked hat and carrying a submachine gun on his back, and walked straight to the market office. Not to mention the road, it was the gate, and he just waved his hand politely and let him in. After all, he was wearing a police uniform, carrying a boss submachine gun on his back, and his beard was full of murderous images, who would dare to stop him?

There is no need to ask, at this time, the only place in the market that is brightly lit is the security office, where there is no shortage of people 24 hours a day. Several security guards were using ropes to tie up the thief they had just caught.

After entering the gate and walking a short distance behind the market, Zinoviev saw Peter from afar, and he was characterized by his tallness and fatness. Under the bright light, he was commanding his subordinates with vigor.

"Tie up this dog thing tightly, and then write a big sign for him to plug in, the fucking daring man is too big, he dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head and rob the market? Look for death"!

He chattered as he instructed his men to tie the thief to the doorpost in front of the office porch.

"Senior brother, what are you busy doing here?" Zinoviev did not know that the market had just experienced a small storm and caught a robber. They decided to deal with it themselves first and then put up a sign to show him to the public. The purpose is to warn those who dare to cause trouble in the market, and then turn them to the police station early tomorrow morning.

"Oh, it's you"? Because Zinoviev was wearing a police uniform, all of a sudden, Peter didn't recognize him, "When the did you become a policeman?" Teasing when they meet, this is a habit between them,

"Hehe, I just became a poster", although Zinoviev was joking, it was also in line with the truth, he was indeed telling the truth, he was just putting on a police uniform.

"What? Mention the prisoner"? Seeing that his junior brother was dressed in military uniform and carrying a gun, Peter teased him, "If you want to say that your policeman's nose is really smart, this thief who has just arrived, we haven't covered the heat here, and you have smelled it?" We're going to hang him here overnight, and then we're going to send it to you early tomorrow morning!"

"Senior brother, I'm not here for him",

"Oh, you're SWAT"? Peter looked at the submachine gun Zinoviev was carrying and the bullet clips on his body one by one, "It's not an ordinary policeman, what?" What are the special tasks"?

"Yes, special mission", Zinoviev got off the donkey, just about to talk to Peter about cooperation, he patted his brother on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's talk outside",

"Okay, let's go", as soon as he heard that there was a task, he immediately hooked Peter's interest. He likes to be lively, and he also knows that no matter what task his junior and junior have, as long as it involves the market, he must find himself first.

"You're busy here, I'll go to the gate, don't forget to put a sign for him", Peter instructed his men,

"Boss, what's written on that sign?" His men asked him,

"Robbery", before Peter could answer, Zinoviev picked up,

"Haha, yes, the junior brother is right, robbery", the two of them laughed and walked out of the market.

Before he had gone far, he heard a "bang" and two gunshots. The crisp sound of gunfire pierced the night sky and startled both of them.

"Hey, isn't that right? Where did the gunshots come from?" The sudden shot stopped Peter in his tracks,

"What's wrong, two gunshots aren't too commonplace"? Zinoviev was perfunctory, but in fact, he was also startled by the sudden gunshot, which surprised him, and secretly thought in his heart, "It can't be a gun fired by his own men, right?" Did they do it? No, when I got out of the car just now, I clearly told them to wait for them, did they get out of the car"?

"Bang bang", a few more gunshots were heard, this time it was the sound of a pistol, Zinoviev was even more furious, "Could it be that they were discovered?" Without my orders, he dared to get out of the car and act on his own"? He also muttered a little in his heart.

Although he was confident that his subordinates would obey orders, if someone found out, it would be two different things, and without him, his subordinates would have to do it.

"No, it's over at the bar," he was thinking, but Peter had already figured out where the gun was fired. He is blessed with this, and no one in the market is familiar with the environment.

"Senior brother, I have to go over", the gunfire was in the market, which was his responsibility. "I'm afraid someone is drunk and making trouble, you see the guns are used, if you don't get it, someone will die, I have to go over and see", Peter was really worried.

"Okay, I'll go with you", somehow, Zinoviev's "sense of justice" suddenly rose, I don't know if he really thought he was a policeman? Or are you worried that your subordinates will shoot indiscriminately there, exposing their targets? Anyway, he had already removed the submachine gun from his body, and with a "bang", the bullet was pushed into the chamber, and he decided to go to the scene with Peter to see, Zinoviev seemed to have completely forgotten that he had come to the market to rob.

"Great", Peter was naturally very happy, he was empty-handed and unarmed, his junior brother was a policeman, and he happened to have a gun in his hand, everything was right, and it happened to come in handy.

"Go", Peter suddenly became confident,

"Go", Zinoviev followed behind him, and the two of them strode to the bar.

"Who shot this"?

It's strange enough to say that in the market, it is the quietest time, and everyone is drinking and chatting in the bar, how can the gun suddenly go off? Not to mention that Peter and the two of them didn't know the essentials, even when they suddenly heard the gunshots, the people resting in the market were already awakened.

"What happened"?

Everyone asked silently in their hearts.

The gunshots shocked everyone, and no one understood what was really going on in the market.

There was a sound of messy footsteps, coming from a distance, and a man was running out of breath, and he was shooting a gun behind him as he ran.

"Manokov"? Zinoviev's eyes widened, "How did he get to the bar?" And why did you shoot"?