Chapter 337: Remember, I am a Hongxing pheasant, and I killed the people.

Not long after Wang Zuluo and his party left, a panting policeman in military uniform arrived late.

"Call the main station, the police PC39266 have already supported the intersection of Pok Fu Lam Road, and no obvious abnormal ...... have been found."

"The main station has received, the latest order: close the team ......."

When the uniformed policeman heard the answer on the walkie-talkie, he obviously did not react, and continued to walk a few steps in the direction of the hospital, and then his face changed.

Although no one asked him to come here to support, he wanted to show his hard work and strive to be valued by his superiors, so he ran a few streets and actively came to help.

Now let him close the team?

How could he be willing?

Pinching the walkie-talkie, the uniformed policeman pretended to be surprised and asked rhetorically: "Main station, this is the police PC39266, why do you want to close the team, after receiving the police call, the police should go to the scene to ask ......." ”

"Officer PC39266, I order you to close the team!"

The hands of the uniformed policeman holding the walkie-talkie began to tremble with anger, because he had already seen the two Ah San guards lying in the shadow at the entrance of the hospital, but now the main station actually let himself stop the team.

"Main station, there are two ...... on the scene"

"Hit the street, I'll let you close the team, do you hear!"

The uniformed policeman took a deep breath, and then said: "It's okay to close the team, but I have to help call a white car, and I will record ...... truthfully on the report." ”

"Police officer PC39266, the latest order: Now that you have been suspended, please return to the police station immediately to hand over the gun and documents, otherwise you will be sued for illegal gun ......."

The voices in the main station began to become anxious, and at the end, they brought an angry roar.

After hearing this, the uniformed policeman was buzzing in his head, and he didn't know what he had done wrong.

I did things in strict accordance with the regulations in the police handbook, and in exchange for dismissal!

In fact, if he thought about it carefully, he could figure out why none of the patrol officers on the nearby streets showed up after receiving the police call.

Instead, he, a patrol police officer a few streets away, ran over panting?

Everyone has a jurisdiction, you don't patrol your own jurisdiction, and you don't even cross districts to support when you receive a support order.

Isn't this a disease in the head?

At this time, a garbage disposal truck drove up to the entrance of the hospital, and several Japanese in suits and leather shoes jumped from it.

Ignoring the uniformed police at the entrance of the hospital, he walked directly into the hospital and dragged two corpses directly into the compartment of the garbage truck.

Then a man in a suit walked into the hospital and said a few words to the hospital executives who greeted him.

Finally, take a deep bow and walk back.

After seeing the patrol police at the entrance of the hospital, the man in the suit nodded to him kindly, gave him a thumbs up, and got in the car and left after he was done.

The uniformed policeman just stood there and stared blankly, his hand on the gun, as if the time was frozen.

"Policeman PC39266, it's okay, the main station has withdrawn your punishment, please return to your own jurisdiction to continue patrolling ......."

At this time, a call from the main station came from the walkie-talkie, and the voice on the other side was obviously relieved.

"By the way, there are your things in the phone booth at the entrance of Pokfulam Road, remember to pick up ...... when you leave."

There is obviously a different person talking to the intercom, and it is not the frequency band of the main station.

The patrol officer stood in a daze for more than ten seconds, and then returned the same way without saying a word.

When he passed by the phone booth, he looked inside, and saw a bulging paper bag ...... on top of the machine in the phone booth.

"Hey, you're in luck, remember to have a treat."

At this time, a policeman in military uniform walked over to the street, looking enviously at the paper bag in the phone booth.

"This ...... Is it for me? ”

The police officer looked at each other PC39266 incredulously, and his tone seemed as if the entire three views had been shattered and reorganized.

"It's not for you, is it for me? By the way, what's your name? ”

The new patrol officer patted him on the shoulder kindly, handed him a cigarette, and asked casually.

"I ...... My name is Wang Weiye ....... ”

Wang Weiye held the paper bag taken out of the phone booth in his hand, and replied with a stunned expression.

Hung Hom.

Wang Zuluo's motorteam quickly drove out of the undersea tunnel under the opening of several traffic police vehicles with flashing police lights.

The traffic police stopped at the entrance of the tunnel, saluted the direction the convoy had left, and then got into the car and drove back into the tunnel.

"Hey, what's the big guy escorting this time?"

The two traffic policemen returned to Causeway Bay along the tunnel, found a remote place to stop and continue to crouch to see if there were any unlucky people who were speeding.

"How do I know, the ghost guy above personally gave an order on the intercom, I think it should be a relative of the governor of Hong Kong."

Another traffic policeman shrugged his shoulders indifferently, there are many rich people here in the central district, and big people often see it.

The biggest difference between them, the traffic policemen on duty in the Central District, and their counterparts in other districts is that they need to be called in from time to time to clear the way for a certain bigwig's convoy.

"No kidding, the Governor's relatives drive boxes and vans?"

The traffic policeman who spoke first obviously didn't believe it, but he couldn't say a better object of suspicion, so the topic was quickly pulled to which masseuse girl in Causeway Bay was better-looking.

Ordinary citizens slept very peacefully this night, but the henchmen of Four-Eyed were about to be unlucky.

After Four-Eyes died, the men were attacked by a group of bikers.

Whether it was in his own yard or in his own home, they were all broken into by the biker boy and then shot and killed.

"Brother Bing, something happened, go to sea and hide!"

Dasha's call went directly to the landline at Rat Bing's house.

But it wasn't the rat Bing who answered the phone, but the pheasant.

The job he received was to dispose of the four eyes and the mouse bing, the four eyes had been burned to death by him before, and now he just rushed over to kill the mouse bing.

After listening to this, the pheasant put on his cigarette and said into the phone: "Mouse Bing has gone down to sell salted duck eggs, if you have something to keep to worship the mountain and tell him, it is better to burn more paper money, he will not spend enough money." Remember, it was Hongxing Pheasant who killed him, and you can also call me a chicken master. ”

"Fuck off, you're dead, don't let me find your ......."

Listening to the cursing on the phone, the pheasant threw the microphone back to the landline indifferently.

Anyway, I'm going to run away, just report a name, and Brother Luo will give an extra 100,000 yuan, so the fool won't do it.

Although Mad Dog Luo is annoying, the other party helped Chen Haonan and Liansheng Aircraft to become famous.

Now he is finally a mad dog Luo has a vision and begins to invest in himself.

When I came back from going to sea and saw the field in Causeway Bay, I didn't believe that Chen Haonan did a good job!

How to get famous, you can't just rely on fighting.

They shut it up, and the club only gave them a broken bar and a street for their brothers to watch together.

Killing two people is about equal to one and a half in the eyes of the pheasant. Ba Shu at least resisted fiercely, but this time the process went smoothly than killing Ba Shu.

Along the way, there were people pointing directions, and even the patrol police would leave the jurisdiction early, still with short dogs.

That's what doing big things looks like!

(End of chapter)