Chapter 7: Ba Song

"A bunch of damn guys, how did so many people die?" In the middle of the night, when the police commissioner received the call, his brain buzzed, and he was in trouble.

Damn indeed, all dead......

He knows very well what Ba Song is doing, on the one hand, the lack of evidence is insufficient, on the other hand, the drug market cannot be cleaned at all, and there will be other people to replace Ba Song, and the newcomer will inevitably have a bloody storm, in exchange for the restlessness of the place, homicides, and shootings.

Until a new Ba Song is re-killed.

Therefore, the first reaction of the director is that there is a new person to take the position, a new round of chaotic war is about to begin, and the crime rate has skyrocketed, which is absolutely not allowed!

"Go to Ba Song immediately, arrest the people for me, and definitely don't let the matter continue to expand!" The commissioner said with a dark face: "I'll go to the police station!" ”

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The three of them walked around to the back of the villa, and the donkey pointed to the balcony above and gestured.

Although Wang Zhen couldn't understand the gesture, he understood the meaning of the donkey, and went up from here to wrap the front and back.

The donkey was still bleeding from a wound under his ribs, and he couldn't do this job, so he stepped back a few meters and pointed his gun at the balcony to escort the two, and the shovel came over and crossed his hands to make a supporting action, which is the standard CQB with the action of going upstairs.

But after looking at Wang Zhen's thin arm, he shook his head and changed his mind and whispered: "You are half-squatting, your back is upright, like me, I will step on you and hold on!" ”

Wang Zhen nodded, it was too good not to let him take the lead.

After taking a horse step, I thought about supporting my knees with my hands, and formed a slope on my back, then I turned my head and signaled, took a deep breath and held it.

The shovel behind him, with the gun behind his back, stepped on the spot a few steps, ran up with small steps, stepped on Wang Zhen's waist with his left foot, stepped on Wang Zhen's shoulder with his right heel, and jumped fiercely with his strength. Stand up straight, relax and let out a fart.

His face turned red, and he hurriedly looked back, but fortunately, the donkey's attention was on it, and no one heard it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked up again, I saw that the shovel had already pulled up, grasping the wrought iron railing of the balcony.

In the end, it's just a drug criminal, it's so unprofessional, no one even cares behind him, no wonder the Golden Retriever didn't take a group of drug criminals in their eyes.

The place where the shovel went up was a bedroom on the second floor, and there was no one in the bedroom, so he quietly walked to the door, slowly twisted the door and looked out through the gap.

There was no time for Wang Zhen to watch the excitement below, so the donkey greeted and the two trotted back to the villa to the staircase leading to the second floor, and gestured to the golden retriever.

Several people were ready to charge, and suddenly they heard a loud gunshot upstairs, and the golden retriever rushed up without saying a word, this time it was not a temptation, taking advantage of the distraction of the people on the second floor, they turned around at the corner of the stairs and squatted, and the gun in their hands clicked a short shot.

The two shots hit the waist of a drug offender who turned his head to look at the situation, and the bullet hit the ribs from the side and changed its flight trajectory, rolling and stirring up the abdominal cavity, the man's body was crooked, he opened his mouth to shout but couldn't shout, and streams of blood foam gurgled out of his mouth, and he was not alive on the spot.

The golden retriever occupied the corner of the staircase, and the bayonet and the poet rushed up and bypassed behind the golden retriever, and the bayonet in front of him took a few steps in a big stride, and halfway through the rush, he pressed against the railing and turned to the two people in the shooting range and hurriedly turned around again and pulled the trigger, "da" and "da".

One person was shot in the chest continuously, several blood flowers floated up, and the person fell to the sky, his fingers were still firmly pressed on the trigger, and the few remaining bullets in the gun were all hit on the ceiling.

The other person was not so lucky, a bullet found his head, hit from under his nose, the bullet rolled and disturbed the brain, and then a large piece of skull flew out of the back of the head, and the blood splattered out in a fan shape more than a meter away, and the person fell headlong without humming.

With bayonet cover, the poet avoided the bayonet range and rushed against the wall, the AKM trigger in his hand was pulled directly to the end, aiming at the person in sight was a sweep, and while sweeping, he rushed towards the position leading to the third staircase.

It is necessary to occupy this place to prevent any more people from running to the third floor to continue resisting, they don't have much time to waste.

The poet didn't kill anyone in a round of sweeping, but he didn't dare to raise his head if he was still alive, and the golden retriever followed suit.

Wang Zhen followed behind the golden retriever, and the poet followed backwards, pointing the gun behind him, even if he knew that there was a high probability that no one would come out behind him, he had to keep in formation.

In case a warrior jumps from the second or third floor of the villa to outflank him, it is not planted.

When he went up to the second floor, Wang Zhen saw that the shovel was blocking the door of a room and shooting at the people inside, and the golden retriever gestured to the donkey and Wang Zhen and pointed upstairs.

Upstairs there has been no coming down and no gunshots, but it is still necessary to search, even if there is no one, the home of the drug offender must be searched, as we all know, drug offenders like to put cash in the house.

Now this resistance is not a concern.

Wang Zhen walked past the poet and went straight to the third floor, and as soon as he took two steps, he was pulled down, and when he looked back, it was a donkey.

"Rookie, face detective?!" The donkey sneered, "Don't send it, follow behind!" ”

Wang Zhenleng paused, this guy has a very stinky mouth, but he really takes care of people, so at a glance, the donkey is quite handsome, but why does he have a mouth.

Watching the donkey walk up backwards with the AKM in his hand held high, and after making sure that there was no one at the staircase, he raised the muzzle of the gun twice in a row, Wang Zhen didn't learn it but immediately understood, and rushed over from the donkey in three steps At the corner of the stairs, his body stood straight, and he pointed the gun upstairs.

The donkey looked at Wang Zhen very strangely, what the hell is this gun-wielding action?

Alternately went upstairs, as if there was really no one on the third floor.

Upstairs there are three bedrooms, a living room, a public bathroom, and the donkey waves his hand to search separately.

Wang Zhen turned left, kicked open the door of the public guard, and glanced sideways through the mirror inside, but there was no one.

took a few steps back to the bedroom, stood on the side of the door against the wall, pressed the handle with his left hand and pushed it gently, and the muzzle of his right hand kept pointing at the crack in the door.

As soon as he entered the house, he felt something flash on the balcony, and Wang Zhen raised his gun and frowned and walked over.

The curtains were drawn on the balcony, but only half of the curtains were left, the balcony door was not closed, and as soon as the door opened, the wind blew in, and the curtains fluttered, but the room was bright inside, and the balcony was dark outside, and the light difference caused nothing to be seen indoors.

Wang Zhen raised his gun, leaned over with light steps, and walked to the balcony, only to see something tied to the balcony railing through the light projected from the house.

In an instant, Wang Zhen thought of a possibility, someone jumped down here and wanted to run?

It must be the target Ba Song, and he must not be allowed to escape!