Chapter 42: The action begins, and the face is shot

"Okay, when you're done with the gun, wipe off your fingerprints and put on your gloves. We're going to kill people, you can't pay attention. ”

Wang Zuluo saw that Tony was almost familiar with Duan Kun, so he sent the magazines down one by one.

"Brother Luo, you ......." Tony's face was decrepit at this time, why didn't he say it just now when he wanted to wipe off his fingerprints, and now remind him that this is not a playman?

Knowing what he wanted to say, Wang Zuluo threw the white thread gloves bought at the convenience store in his face and taught him a lesson:

"I said it in advance, can you remember it next time?"

"Although we have to rob the rich and help the poor for the way of heaven, the precautions that should be taken must not be left behind. When slashing people, too, be sure to wear gloves, and cover your fingers with nail polish if you don't have gloves. ”

As he spoke, Wang Zuluo took out a bottle of common nail polish and demonstrated it on his fingers, and then took out three Flying Tigers with the same headgear and sent them down one by one.

This time it is still not rigorous enough, otherwise even this car will have to change the color in advance, and it can't be like now, just take off the license plate and come over.

Looking at the time, Wang Zuluo asked Ah Hua to drive the car to the street in advance, and then turned off the engine and began to rest.

After another ten minutes, Wang Zuluo walked to the phone booth not far away with the note that Tony found with the phone number of Feisha.

He took out a coin and threw it into the coin slot, and broadcast it according to the phone number on the note.

"Crooked, who are you looking for?" At this time, Feisha was rushing to the scene where Mawei was killed.

He was now almost certain that Ponytail's men had picked up his gun, and he was anxious to check if Ponytail had been shot, so his tone was very impatient.

"I have a toy gun with a black handle in my hand, and I don't know who accidentally threw it away."

"As a good citizen, in order not to make the owner anxious, I called Officer Feisha to help find the owner."

Crunch~

Feisha's paint-splashed sedan braked on the road with a sudden brake, so that the driver behind him almost didn't react and crashed into it.

"Hit the street, don't you look at the road when driving......" The car behind him staggered past Feisha, lowered the window and scolded.

Feisha was in no mood to talk to others now because of Wang Zuluo's words, so he started the car again and parked it on the side of the road.

Trembling his hands, he snuffed out the cigarette butt in his mouth and threw it away, and said nervously: "Yes... Yes, you can't let the owner worry, you're doing a good job... I... Where should I pick up this toy gun? ”

Not only was he nervous at this time, but he also felt a little relaxed and vigilant. Since his gun was taken away by this guy on the phone, Ponytail was definitely not killed by his own gun.

"There's no rush for this, it's just a toy gun, even if the owner gets it later, it's nothing, right, Officer Feisha?"

A hoarse voice came from the phone, making Fat Sha's eyebrows furrow. The other party called to find him, and now he said that he was not in a hurry, so the other party's purpose was not to ask for money.

In addition to money, only the identity of the leader of the anti-black team can be looked at by the other party. So he asked:

"I feel that the owner must be in a hurry, and I don't know how to help the owner get the toy gun back?"

Wang Zuluo saw Feisha coming, so he continued to suppress his voice and said: "Between 3 and 4 o'clock tonight, I hope that the PTU police officers will go to Tsim Sha Tsui to check on the bald man, someone saw the bald head kidnapping several innocent citizens." ”

"Remember, be sure to show up to the bald man before 4 o'clock. Otherwise, ......, this toy gun may appear in the hands of some big circle boy, and I don't know what they are going to do with it, and maybe they might rob and kill people... ”

When Fei Sha heard the word killing, his pupils contracted violently, and he hurriedly said, "Take the PTUs to the bald head before 4 o'clock, right?" ”

went to check the bald head, and the boss thought that he was not angry that the serious crime team had robbed them of the work of the anti-black team, so he went over to investigate privately in anger.

If you don't do what this guy says on the phone, your gun will kill someone, and you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Tomorrow, let alone being promoted and transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui, if you don't go to Stanley, your boss will appreciate him.

"Yes, before 4 o'clock, both teams of officers in the PTU are going to look for the bald head in Tsim Sha Tsui, 10 million... Don't forget! ”

After speaking, Wang Zuluo hung up the phone and walked in the direction of the van.

If Feisha doesn't look for a gun, the bald head won't threaten Feisha to duel in Canton Road, He Wenzhan of the PTU won't bring people to Canton Road, and the people from the Serious Crime Team won't come to Canton Road because they follow the bald head, and the robbers will leave by boat smoothly.

Of course, the last point is estimated to be impossible, because there is a beautiful boy who is ready to rob the rich and help the poor.

Back in the van, Wang Zuluo leaned on the steel plate, closed his eyes and began to rest.

Time passed little by little, and at around 3:40, Wang Zuluo was gently woken up by Duan Kun.

"Brother Luo, there's someone on the street!"

Duan Kun lowered his voice and reminded in his ear, and Wang Zuluo immediately squatted down and looked out of the car window.

I saw a young man with a backpack on the street, and the other party was carrying a duffel bag in his hand.

Walking to the phone booth, the young man first looked left and right, and then took out a slip of paper and began to dial according to the number on it.

"The target has appeared, don't move yet!" Wang Zuluo reminded in a low voice.

The young man had come to contact the smuggling boat, and as long as he called, the smuggling boat would soon dock to pick up the people.

"Wait until all of them are here to act, this guy is just here to explore the way!"

After speaking, Wang Zuluo lowered his head to avoid the young man in the phone booth noticing that there were people in the van.

Duan Kun and the three of them were the same, their heads were lowered, and they only showed their eyes to look out of the window.

After waiting for a while, Wang Zuluo's legs were numb, and a taxi appeared on the street and stopped next to the phone booth.

Three more guys with bags got out of the car, and as soon as they got out of the car, they looked around vigilantly, and after seeing that there was no abnormality, several people walked towards the young man just now.

But at this moment, suddenly the glass of a car at the opposite street corner was shattered by something, and the alarm sounded throughout the street.

"Grass!" Wang Zuluo scolded secretly, and then remembered that there was a little kid who smashed the car window and stole change in the plot.

It's because of this little kid that another team of PTU will show up on this street.

"Tony, did your people see Fat Sha take the PTU to Tsim Sha Tsui?"

Wang Zuluo looked at Tony, waiting for his answer.

"See, there are at least a dozen PTU team members, and the team leader is a man and a woman, the man's name is He Wenzhan, and the woman doesn't know each other."

Tony immediately replied that he had received the news a long time ago, but he didn't report it when Brother Luo was resting just now.

Besides, Brother Luo also instructed that if Feisha didn't bring anyone over before half-past three, he should be notified.

Wang Zuluo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, fortunately, he had already transferred all the PTUs through the fat sand a few hours ago, and now this little kid should not be followed by a team of PTUs.

But even if there is no PTU, when the car alarm goes off, uniformed police patrolling several nearby streets will rush to check.

"Action!"

After listening to Tony's words, Wang Zuluo ripped off the hood on his head, pulled the bolt of the gun, and shouted at Ah Hua.