Of course, Wang Wenwu wouldn't let his subordinates open the gift box. Don't even think about it, the man said it must be true. There was definitely a corpse in the box, and it was definitely a corpse wearing the costume of the Sun Mansion's subordinates.

If Wang Wenwu had the upper hand in this matter, Wang Wenwu would have done the same. As long as the box is opened now, with Wang Wenwu Tianjin as the foundation. To say that it is the foundation is to say that it is to sound good.

As long as Wang Wenwu enters the police station, he is not at the mercy of others. Now though it is frozen. But under such high mental pressure, you may miss the gun.

Wang Wenwu wants to make a decision quickly, and he is the first to strike. It is better to capture the thief first, and capture the king first. After all, no matter what the Japanese side thinks, it is impossible for Wang Wenwu to leave.

The surrounding guests also hid behind the pillars, for fear of waiting for a possible shootout. Hurt yourself.

It was when everyone was in high tension that a convoy drove in from outside the Sun Mansion. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face got out of the car!

Wang Wenwu looked at Yin Dong Goro Guard, but Yin Dong Goro Guard's expression was vigilant, and it seemed that this group of people did not belong to the Japanese.

Yin Dong Goro Bei looked at the incoming convoy. The people who jumped out of the car were all stick guys in the prime of life, holding long rifles in their hands. On the roof of the car, there were even two light machine guns pointed at everyone present.

As the son-in-law of the Sun family, Yin Dong Goro Bingwei has never seen such a group of people. But to say that this group and Wang Wenwu are in the same group. Yin Dong Goro Beiwei didn't believe it even if there were a hundred of them. After all, the gang's car was put in directly by the doorman.

Yin Dong Goro Bingwei and that person were subordinates, from the beginning to the subordinates and servants in the Sun Mansion, they were replaced. But neither of them cared about the doorman. I all thought that as long as Sun Muen and Miss Sun were surrounded. Can this Sun family still escape from the palm?

Preston slowly walked up to Wang Wenwu and whispered, "The boss looked at the guys in the hands of that group of people, it seems that we provided the batch to the Sun family!"

Wang Wenwu said, "Then you mean these people are the Sun family?"

Preston shook his head and said, "I can't say this, but looking at the other side, it doesn't look like the other party."

After all, there are many guests who are particularly important to themselves at the scene, and another Yin Dong Goro Bei is now the son-in-law of the Sun family. The de facto man at the helm. Now is not the time to back down.

Yin Dong Goro Bei stood up and said, "Who are you? Don't you know if this is the Sun Mansion! If you want to make money, please wait until tomorrow after the funeral of the Sun family. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer when the time comes!"

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face said, "Who are you? Is your surname Sun? How do you represent the Sun family?"

Yin Dong Goro Bei said, "I am Yin Dong Goro Bei, Sun Muen's husband, do you think I can represent the Sun family now?"

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face said, "It turns out that your surname is not Sun! Make it as if you are the young master of the Sun family. Since you don't have the surname Sun, then stand aside for me, there's nothing for you here!"

At this time, the police chief had to step up. It may have been the Sun family's infighting before. But these people look at both sides and don't know each other, this is a foreign enemy.

No matter what happens to the Sun family in the future, but at least at this moment, the Sun family is still a tiger that will not fall, and all kinds of favors in Tianjin have not been used up! Not to mention the rest, there is a lot of money.

The police chief stood by the pillar and said, "I am the chief of the Tianjin Police Department, who are you? This is the Sun Mansion, and it's not far from the police station. As long as I make a phone call, none of you will think about going back at that time."

Yin Dong Goro Beiwei saw that a police chief only came out at this time. Now I don't know what the other party is thinking, and I feel like I want to lie on the corpse of the Sun family and suck two mouthfuls of blood just like myself.

But all his subordinates have to pretend to be subordinates, so they all carry pistols. Compared to the opponent's spears, there was no advantage at all, especially the two light machine guns on the roof of the car. As long as you move your hands, the people on your side will definitely lie down.

If only the chief of the inspectorate had really pulled the police over. Either way, at least there will be a few fewer deaths on my side. Although human life is not valuable, it will take a long time to train these people.

Yoon Donggoro immediately thanked the police chief for his support. And said, "The phone is in the room, please call the police as soon as possible." Catch the bandits in front of you.

Is this still Tianjin? Is this still the city of Tianjin, where civilization is prosperous? I can't believe that in the city of Tianjin, there could be such a large group of armed bandits rushing into the homes of law-abiding citizens. Intimidation, threats."

The police chief is going to look at the two light machine guns in the black holes on the roof of the car. The height should also be good for the Japanese. Be a fool yourself. Yin Dong Gorou guarded the pistols of many subordinates of the Sun Mansion beside him. It is a Japanese chicken thigh pickle.

The 14-year-old semi-automatic pistol in southern Japan is known as the "chicken leg picker". This comes from the shape of the pistol, because the barrel of this pistol is slender, the body and grip appear thick, and the proportions are not symmetrical, and if you hold the barrel in your hand, it looks like holding a boiled chicken leg, so you give it such a funny name, which is also vivid.

The design of the 14-year-old semi-automatic pistol in the south can basically be summarized as an image of "multi-bullet capacity, small size, low power, excellent carrying, poor safety, poor maintenance ability, poor reliability and poor man-machine efficacy".

In this way, in many disadvantages, this firearm unsurprisingly did not win the favor of the locust army, which is different from the impression that most people think of the southern series of pistols from the early twentieth century to occupy the share of Japanese military and police pistols, in most of the thirties, the real service of the Japanese military and police pistol is the American Colt M1903 pocket semi-automatic pistol. Japan's chicken leg picker, if it weren't really useless, who would use this gun!

Although the police chief felt uncomfortable, he obediently went in and called the police. What I thought was to wait for my own men to come. Do you see that I'm still as good at talking as I am now?

At this time, no one paid attention, and they didn't know when a servant came out of the Sun Mansion, as if they didn't see what was going on at all. Walked straight to the middle-aged man with a scar on his face.