Chapter 437: Don't move, I'm going to rob it

"Hurry up, fuck, the people of Dongxing are all waste except for the fans!"

Three of Chen Wanshan's subordinates, carrying a cloth bag, quickly shuttled through the alley.

"There's no one ahead, you can go over."

A guy in a black half-sleeve stuck his head out of the alley, looked left and right, and waved his hand at his companion behind him.

"We might as well stop a taxi......."

The guy carrying the cloth bag panted and whined, wiped the sweat from his head, and complained.

"Do you want me to stop a police car for you?" Hit the streets! ”

The black half-sleeve scolded in a low voice, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, I really wanted to go up and punch this bastard.

As long as the three of them were carrying a cloth bag that was obviously filled with people, if they really stopped the car, it was estimated that it would take less than two minutes, and the channel of the taxi man's convoy was full of news about several of their kidnappers.

Even if the taxi pulls them, the final destination must be in front of the police station.

It's not that the taxi guys are brave and brave, but that they are the taxi guys, who don't have some connection with the plainclothes police officers of the local community or police station?

Whether it's an informant or not, the informant fee won't be a penny less.

When you get in the car, the taxi guy will pass the news through the car intercom through the code.

Naturally, colleagues will help contact plainclothes police officers or uniformed police officers who have worked together, and then they will wait at the door.

As soon as the car stopped, people came up and arrested people.

In the end, this credit will be pressed on the head of others, and in addition to the informant fee, you can also earn a good citizen pennant.

Don't ask why the black half-sleeves are so familiar with the process, which of the strips in Southeast Asia is not handled like this?

I want to come to Hong Kong Island to make the same strips......

"I knew I was driving away...... By the way, did you contact the boss? ”

The black half-sleeves regretted a little, although the situation was urgent before, there was still time to drive.

But because the street was full of white shirts, the new Lianying beat boy, he lost his sense of proportion for a while.

was chased and cut down several streets, and if they hadn't fired a few shots to knock down the two thugs, they wouldn't have been able to escape.

"No one answered the phone at the boss's villa, so I guess I went out to soak in horses."

A man with a big brother put away the guy in his hand in frustration, and ran towards another street with the black half-sleeves.

In front of it is Hongxing's territory, and the mourners of Xinlianying will not be able to catch up with it for a while.

"Stand still, with your head in your hands, and stand against the wall!"

The three of them had barely taken a few steps when a shout came from the alley next to them.

Looking back, a policeman in a uniformed police officer was holding his pants in one hand and pulling out a gun at them in the other.

Obviously, this strip was going to the toilet just now, and after seeing the credit of the three of them walking, he pulled out his gun.

"Ah Sir, the three of us, we are all ourselves, we still have hostages in our hands, you don't dare to shoot."

The black half-sleeved hands were raised, turned to look at the police officer who was pointing his gun at them, smiled, and said:

"It's better to do this, what about you, continue to go to the toilet, let's go another way, we will not meet ...... I haven't met."

As he spoke, he put his hand on the military uniform for a moment, slowly put it down, and took out a few rolls of Hong Kong dollars from his jacket pocket.

Holding it in his hand, he shook it, slowly squatted down, and put the money on the ground.

Although he was talking about the scene, his eyes were unusually dark.

He has already decided that no matter which country in the world is, he is greedy for money!

As long as the uniformed policeman's eyes are distracted by the Hong Kong dollar, and the gun-wielding hand hesitates a little, his companion will be the short-sighted uniformed policeman.

Want money?

Is it okay to burn flowers for your next life?

"Less nonsense, hold your head in your hands, drop the hostages, and squat on the ground!"

Just when the three of them put down the uniformed policeman in front of them, and were about to do this short-sighted rush on the street, there was another reprimand from the other side.

At the same time, two gunshots rang out one after another, and the back of the black half-sleeved head surged with a blood splash, and his body staggered to the ground.

The volumes were soon stained red with his blood.

He fell to the ground with the guy with the big brother.

This bastard was unlucky, because the first bullet was aimed at the black half-sleeve who was crouching down to put the money, so when the next shot was taken, the muzzle of the gun was not completely raised again.

Bullets went through the jaw and came out of the temples. The forensic doctor had to scold the street twice and find something to do for them.

There was only one guy left carrying the bag, and before he could react, a point of thirty-eight was slammed into his waist, but the muzzle of the gun was slightly downward.

"Don't move, if you dare to move, you will shoot your second brother!"

Li Xianying spoke, and after seeing that this bastard really didn't dare to move, his hand rubbed a few times on the other party's clothes in disgust.

He was also peeing just now, and after hearing the movement on this side, he came out to support before he stopped flowing.

It was so wet that his hands were .......

"What are you looking at, you can't come and handcuff people?"

Song Zijie, who was still stunned over there, reacted at this time, and hurriedly put away some three or eight, and tied his pants while walking.

When they came here, they took the hostages and put them on the ground, and then took out the handcuffs and put them on the street.

"Are you violating ...... by doing this?"

", did you drink too much expired coffee?"

Seeing that the criminal was handcuffed, Li Xianying put away the gun, walked to the wall and unbuttoned his pants again to release the water.

I only urinated half of it just now and held it back, and now I always feel that the urine is not clean when I reopen the gate.

"You are saying this in front of the street, do you want us to be complained?"

After solving his physiological problems, Li Xianying kicked the only living mouth down.

pulled Song Zijie to the side and reminded him softly.

"We've all been sent to this street where birds don't, and we've only caught a Southeast Asian stealing a manhole cover in the past few days."

"If this continues, we won't want to be transferred away for meritorious service in our lives."

"Besides, they have hostages in their hands, do you really want to take the money and release them?"

Li Xianying talked a lot, and finally looked at Song Zijie with the eyes of scum.

"I'm not, I don't have ......."

Sure enough, Song Zijie, a guy with a brain, was immediately led astray by Li Xianying.

I don't want to worry about whether Li Xianying didn't warn before shooting just now.

"Kidnapping...... Oh, it's a kidnapping girl, and a gun ready to kill the police, and finally I have to sue you for one more bribe to the police officer! ”

Li Xianying walked up to the two guys who were killed by him, wrapped his sleeve around his hand, pulled out the pistol on the corpse's waist, and stuffed it into the corpse's hand.

He is not an unprincipled black policeman, and when he shot just now, he found out that the black half-sleeves were about to pull out their guns.

If you don't strike first, you really let the black half-sleeves get the gun in their hands. There are hostages in hand, and he and Song Zijie may be unlucky to have to cover the flag of the British government in Hong Kong.

I believe that this unlucky guy who covers the flag is 100% Song Zijie's little white face.

(End of chapter)