Chapter Seventy-Eight: Whose Territory?
Zhao Zhong was a little annoyed when he thought of his cell consumption, coupled with the experience of being almost beaten to death.
Because as the cells in his body became stronger and stronger, in this overloaded state of less than a minute, he wasted nearly 200 hours of sleep time and 2 hours of activity.
"I hope their lives are worth the price this time."
Zhao Zhong exhaled a long breath, and as three or two seconds passed, his physical strength was fully recovered, and then he stepped out of the car bunker.
But at this time, I don't know who whistled in the night market stalls.
It was sharp and loud, far more penetrating than the silencer-equipped gunfire just now.
As the whistle fell, when Zhao Zhong walked towards the night market stall, as long as there were Hongxing's shops on the nearby streets, the lights were basically turned on.
Among them, car repair shops, department stores and other shops near the night market stalls have also opened their doors for a long time.
Zhao Zhong looked over there and saw that there were already seven or eight night guards who heard the sound of the prince throwing the barbecue stove before, so they casually put on a coat and went out to investigate something.
"Brother Zhong, are you okay? We were playing cards in the store, and we heard that Brother Prince's side seemed to have been smashed.."
After they came out of the store, they gathered around Zhao Zhong with wrenches in their hands, kitchen knives and other things that obviously saw blood on their bodies.
"It's okay, the man has been pressed to the ground by the prince."
When Zhao Zhong saw them coming, he pointed to the night market stall in front.
The two gun-wielding youths there had been pressed to the table by the prince, and the remaining juniors were cleaning the coals on the ground, as well as the broken tables, chairs and benches.
At this time, even on the street more than 200 meters away, dozens of young people with steel pipes in their hands poured out of Chen Haonan's supermarket, scolding and running to the messy night market stalls.
When Zhao Zhong took the seven or eight officers on duty to the night market stall, the twenty-odd young people in the supermarket also heard what the prince and others said about his shooting.
"Someone dares to shoot Brother Zhong on Lingyun Street?!"
After more than 20 people heard the story of the prince's subordinates, one of them immediately took out his mobile phone and reported it directly to his eldest brother, that is, Chen Haonan and the pheasant.
After all, Zhao Zhong encountered a shooting ambush, this is a big deal, although it has ended, but what should be reported still has to be reported.
When Zhao Zhong saw it, he didn't pay attention to them, but looked at the two gun-wielding young men who were set up by several strong men.
"Who are you and why are you here to kill me?"
When he looked at the expressionless two, he stepped forward, took the pistol handed by the prince, pointed to the temple of a person and said, "Are you from Dongxing, or have I Zhao Zhong offended you?"
Zhao Zhong killed too many people, and he didn't know who he had offended, so he could only ask slowly to see if he could ask any clues and then check.
But when the two young men heard this, they didn't speak, they were very silent, as if they were waiting to kill Zhao Zhong while eating before.
"Don't say it?"
Zhao Zhong waited for three or four minutes, and after hearing that the two did not speak, he glanced around, and saw that the two hundred or so people outside the night market stall had been driven by Hong Xing, and when the inner three floors were full, the outer three floors were full, and the firearms were handed to the prince again.
"Brother Zhong, you.." The prince was curious, thinking that after Zhao Zhong let himself be interrogated, he took the firearm again.
But before the prince stepped forward to pick up this stubble, Zhao Zhong suddenly tightened his sleeves and pinched a bear-shaped cannon fist frame, and with a "whoosh", the sleeves drove the wind and smashed directly into the chest of the young man in front of him.
There was a "bang", because of the three strong men, two of them holding their arms, and one of them pinching the back of their necks, the body of the young man with a gun was not beaten by Zhao Zhong's fist and slid out.
But mixed with the sound of broken bones with a "click", and because of the posture of these three strong men holding a young man with a gun, this young man was also completely hit by this nearly half ton of force.
In an instant, after Zhao Zhong closed his fist, he saw that the young man in front of him had broken his ribs, forming a hole the size of a bowl, and blood was overflowing from the skin pierced by bone spurs, which was very terrifying.
"This punch can be made by a human being?"
The exclamation sounded, and the faces of the inner circle brothers present were shocked.
Because they saw that after this young man was hit by Zhao Zhong's bear-shaped cannon fist, not only did his chest feel like he had been hit by a car, his chest completely collapsed, but even the young man's back was bulging and deformed, his face was purple, and after a large pool of blood and internal organ fragments gushed out of his mouth, he died crookedly.
"Brother Zhong kills people, he really doesn't need any guns, it's enough to be empty-handed.." When the prince held the firearm that Zhao Zhong had just handed over, he was still looking at the scene in front of him in a daze. Although, he had long heard Chen Haonan say that his brother Zhong could fight, but he didn't expect to be able to kill so much empty-handed.
"If this punch goes down, put on body armor, it is estimated that a few bones will be broken.." The prince was silent for a moment, and silently put away the gun.
"Brother Zhong punches down, and this person becomes a rag doll.."
And the three big men holding the young man, when they saw the tragic death of the young man, their hearts also trembled, and as soon as they withdrew their hands, the body of the young man lay on their backs on the ground.
With a "snap", the young man with the gun next to him looked at the deformed corpse of his companion under his feet, his heart also jumped, his face changed several times, and he trembled at Zhao Zhong: "Zhao Zhong.. You.. You're a police officer, I'm going to the police station to solve it... You can't kill me.."
This young man's words may have been stimulated, and his brain was a little bad. clearly saw that his companion was beaten to death by Zhao Zhong, and dared to say that he would go to the police station to solve it.
Similarly, after Zhao Zhong heard what he said, he smiled happily in his heart.
"I can't kill you?"
When Zhao Zhong looked at him, he pointed to the prince and others around him, and then pointed to the street under his feet.
"Lingyun Street is my territory. You are seeking death when you kill me on my territory. ”
Zhao Zhong's words fell, and he moved his shoulders, "Since you are looking for death, then why can't I kill you?" ”
At the same time, when the younger brothers outside the night market stall looked at their brother Zhong as if they were about to make a move, they also had the courage to look at the distance and some passers-by who looked inside curiously: "Our eldest brother Hongxing is doing business here, and no one who has nothing to do with it should not come to get involved."
When the younger brothers shouted, there was no anger in their words.
Because they are now out of the way, they are businessmen, and they must value harmony.
But their bodies were next to each other, surrounding the place tightly, for fear that Zhao Zhong's murderous scene would be seen by others.
"He's really going to kill me.." After the young man saw this scene, he was also stunned, and a cold sweat broke out in the cold weather, if he hadn't been held by someone, he would have collapsed on the ground long ago.
But in this cold sweat, his mind was much brighter, and he directly explained everything he knew like a jumping bean.
"Officer Zhao.. I say.. I say.. I was also instructed in this matter. They gave me a lot of money.. Let me kill a police officer named Zhao Zhong.. But the guy who gave me the money, I only know his name is Brother Kun."
Between the young man's words, although he stammered a little and didn't know what to say, he still said a person's name, Brother Kun.
"Brother Kun?"
When Zhao Zhong heard this, and then asked what he wanted, the young man shook his head and didn't know anything.
"Officer Zhao.. Can you let me go.." The anger of the young man when he killed people has long disappeared, and when his life is in danger and his face is really pulled down, he is left to beg for mercy.
At the same time, in his begging for mercy, Zhao Zhong also felt a shock of his mobile phone, and after taking it out, he didn't shy away from anything, and looked directly at the information inside.
[Brother Kun's good impression of the holder changed from unfamiliarity to hatred in the incident of the martial artist recruited by Lei Yaoyang. Now that the assassination is over, Brother Kun's favor for the holder has changed from hatred to resentment.
This is the prompt of the text message, which is displayed by the system after Zhao Zhong interrogated the young man with a gun.
"Sure enough, it's this Brother Kun.."
After Zhao Zhong saw it, he thought about it in his heart, and knew that this Brother Kun seemed to be really the Brother Kun who was on a mission ten days later.
And his guess is similar to the real situation.
Things are all in all, if you count them, the cause of this shooting is really caused by Zhao Zhong's killing of Lei Yaoyang.
It's just because the warrior who collected the money was recruited by Lei Yaoyang to help "Brother Kun". The condition is to serve as Brother Kun's escort when he trades with Brother Kun ten days later.
But Zhao Zhong's killing caused an accident.
Although in the end, the person also counted the attack on the police, but "Brother Kun" held a grudge against Zhao Zhong, thinking that it was Zhao Zhong, a little police officer, who ruined his plan.
Especially with Brother Kun getting something to rely on, he also sent two of his subordinates with some experience in firearms shooting, wanting to kill Zhao Zhong.
For example, this shooting.
"This Brother Kun, since he dares to send someone to kill me, then he must rely on a lot.."
Zhao Zhong thought about it, put the phone down, turned his head and said to the prince: "You can deal with these two people."
"Okay." The prince nodded.
"Officer Zhao.. I've said it all.. Can you please let me go.." When the young man heard that he was still going to die, he cried out in fright.
But when Zhao Zhong saw it, he didn't sympathize, but pointed to the gun on the prince's waist and said, "Even if you shoot me today, I can let you go." But have you ever thought that your brother Kun won't let me go. ”
After speaking, Zhao Zhong turned around and left, wanting to go back to the police station to avoid it, and wait until the mission time to come out.
But the prince took a firearm, took two steps forward, opened the safety directly, aimed at the young man's temples full of cold sweat, and made a clean end to the young man.