Du Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly from the dazzling headlights, and he subconsciously turned his head and blocked it with his hand.

Two sharp brakes sounded, and then he heard a dark and low voice shouting: "Arrest all these thugs who smuggle contraband and violently attack the police, and shoot them to death on the spot if they resist!" ”

Adjusting to the initial glare of the light, Du Sheng raised his eyes and saw a tall middle-aged police detective wearing shiny leather boots stepping out of the car in front of him.

His iconic bald head made Du Sheng's face change in an instant.

Du Sheng, who is familiar with the TV series version of "Shanghai Tang", recognized the identity of this bald police detective at a glance.

This person is Zhu Runjiu, the inspector of the patrol house of the French Concession, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the ninth master. The black and white backgrounds are deep, and in Shanghai Tang, he is also a big man who trembles when he stomps his feet.

Even the owner of the Lido Theater, the more famous golden fat man in Shanghai, has to act according to his eyes.

Because of his identity as Inspector Fang, it is even more convenient than Feng Jingyao, the top boss in Shanghai, when doing some things.

At the same time that Lao Jiu got out of the car, a team of elite policemen also quickly rushed down from the car with guns, and Hula surrounded Du Sheng and the others at once.

Just now, it was Du Sheng, and there were many people and guns on their side, and they had the upper hand. In the blink of an eye, the number of the other party exceeded twice as many as them, and more than 20 policemen surrounded Du Sheng, machete Chen and others, and for a while, the sound of pulling bolts and loading bullets was endless.

"Put the gun down!"

"I see who dares to move, whoever moves Lao Tzu will give him a gun to eat!"

"Don't move!"

The policeman and Du Sheng both stared at each other nervously and pointed guns at each other and yelled.

However, the number of people on the police side is obviously superior, and neither the momentum nor the momentum can be compared with the machete Chen.

"Uncle Jiu, these mobs not only smuggled contraband but also openly attacked the police, look at it, this slap print on my face is evidence."

The young policeman who had been slapped before suddenly seemed to be a different person, arrogant like a vicious dog who had seen his master, and suddenly had a backer.

Lao Jiu just nodded expressionlessly, his gaze swept over Ding Li not far away, and stared at Du Sheng's face like a poisonous snake.

"Yours of the shipment?"

Lao Jiu asked gloomily with a white jade cigarette holder.

As soon as Lao Jiu spoke, all the policemen under him fell silent, and at least three or four spears were pointed at Du Sheng's head.

Du Sheng's heart had sunk to the bottom, and at this time, he had to hold back the fear and worry in his heart and nodded back: "That's right." ”

"Good! Bring him back with his people and goods. ”

Lao Jiu slowly took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the white jade cigarette mouth, and immediately a sharp-eyed policeman lit it for him. He took a hard breath and spewed a large mouthful of choking smoke into Du Sheng's face before saying slowly.

After saying this, Lao Jiu didn't look at Du Sheng again, turned around and walked towards the car.

"Take it away!"

Immediately, two policemen took out their guns and handcuffed Du Sheng.

"Who dare!"

The machetes Chen and Xiao Liuzi, who were guarding Du Sheng's side, were suddenly in a hurry, and they pointed their guns at the two policemen who were about to arrest them.

"Brother Moo! Who dares to touch my brother, Lao Tzu will kill his whole family! ”

Ding Li, who was not far away, roared with red eyes, and rushed towards Du Sheng as soon as he pushed away the policeman who was blocking him.

"Kill you again!"

"Stop!"

A policeman was pushed by Ding and his body was crooked, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Get out!"

Seeing that someone was about to come over to stop him, Ding Li fired two shots into the sky without warning, and everyone was suddenly quiet.

Even Lao Jiu, who didn't take two steps with a cigarette holder, couldn't help but be startled by the sudden sound of gunshots.

"Lao Jiu, if you have a kind of rushing to grandpa, what kind of skill is this kind of trick!"

Since Ding Li and Xu Wenqiang got rid of the golden fat man together and helped Feng Jingyao recover the lost guns, he has also become a well-known figure in Shanghai during this time.

Because he was in charge of the Meihua Theater, most of the police officers present had seen him.

Seeing that Ding Li seemed to be crazy, no one really dared to touch that moldy head to stop him for a while.

Du Sheng had been frowning slightly, secretly thinking about why the people patrolling the room suddenly appeared, and Lao Jiu personally led the team.

He had just arrived in Shanghai for more than ten days, and the people he knew had counted them with both hands, and there had never been a conflict with the people patrolling the house.

"Nine times out of ten, Lao Jiu began to take revenge on the fat man, and if he was blocked tonight, I'm afraid it was just the other party hugging the grass and beating the rabbit by the way."

Du Sheng squinted slightly and guessed secretly. Don't look at Lao Jiu's screaming when he got out of the car, whoever dares to resist will be shot to death.

In fact, as long as it is not completely done to the point where it can't be ended, Lao Jiu will not really lead people to fight to the death with Ding Li and others.

Things have developed to this point, even if Du Sheng is stupid, he understands that Lao Jiu first asked four or five little policemen to set up roadblocks to block them, just to provoke Ding Li to deliberately make them resist, so as to resist the arrest and attack of the police. Then he suddenly rushed out with people and even wiped out all the people and goods, so that even if he made trouble with the public board of directors, he would stand still.

At that time, even Feng Jingyao couldn't find anything to say.

In the end, it doesn't matter whether Feng Jingyao can be involved because of this, the important thing is that Lao Jiu wants to express an attitude to the entire Shanghai Tang.

Those who dare to touch him dare to do anything with him, even if it is Feng Jingyao's people, he still dares to die.

However, even if he figured this out, Du Sheng had no better solution now, so he could only stand there and be anxious.

If he doesn't care about the fire, let's not talk about whether he can get out of here alive, if he does this, even if he survives, then he won't want to mess around in Shanghai in the future.

"This is the fate of powerlessness and powerlessness, it is the idea that everyone dares to step on me, and anyone dares to beat me!"

Du Sheng secretly clenched his fists, and the contempt that Lao Jiu had just now looked at like an ant completely pierced the heart that was not strong.

"What did you just say?"

A cold light flashed in Lao Jiu's eyes, and he slowly turned around and stared at Ding Li, who rushed over to protect Du Sheng, and sneered.

"What's coming at Grandpa! What kind of ability is it to play this kind of unsightly trick, if you have a kind of going to do it with Mr. Feng Jingyao and Mr. Feng. ”

Ding Li pushed back with a thick neck and shouted loudly very directly.

"Coming at you? Hehe! ”

Lao Jiu smiled, lightly knocked the white jade cigarette holder on the spear in the hand of a policeman next to him, knocked out the cigarette butt inside, took out a white handkerchief and wiped it lightly before slowly putting it into his jacket pocket.

"Smack!"

"Coming at you, you deserve it too?!"

The moment he put away the cigarette holder, Lao Jiu suddenly took off the baton from the waist of the policeman next to him and smashed it on Ding Li's head without any warning, and immediately knocked him to the ground, and blood gushed out from his forehead all of a sudden, and his face was all over in the blink of an eye.