A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

After hearing the order, the people on the plane quickly rushed towards the judge and the others with their swords raised.

"Don't move, we are patrol officers from Hung Hom Police Station..."

boom!

The assault vehicle braked and stopped between the plane, the others, and the judge's gang. The door opened, and several uniformed policemen were about to get out of the car with their guns raised.

But before he finished shouting, the judge turned his gun and shot the tire of the assault vehicle.

Upon hearing the gunshots, the officers of the Hung Hom Police Station immediately retreated into their assault vehicles.

The plane led people to chase him down several streets, and someone had already called the police.

At first, I thought it was a gang seeking revenge, so they, the uniformed police patrolling the streets, were contacted by the main station and asked to take action.

But when the car came between the two parties, they saw the gun in the judge's hand. But now it was too late to reverse the car, so the police officers had no choice but to pull out their guns and prepare to arrest people.

But the judge's shot made the uniformed policemen shrink back again.

Usually when they patrol the streets, the .38 points on their waists have almost become decorations.

Some uniformed police officers have never drawn their guns while patrolling the streets in their entire lives. When they encounter gangsters who really dare to shoot, these uniformed police officers are now performing very well.

The gangsters can shoot casually in the street, but they, the uniformed police, cannot.

Who told this to be on the street?

There are pedestrians everywhere, and they are not plainclothes. After shooting, they would probably be able to write a report without mercy.

"Call the main station, there was a shooting near Princess Road, please support..."

The uniformed policemen could only raise their guns in vain, watching the judge and others disperse and run into the crowd of people shopping nearby.

These pedestrians had heard the gunshots and had begun to disperse screaming. But after the assault truck arrived, these people stopped again and hid in the doorways of shops on both sides of the street to watch the excitement.

This time, it became an important prop for the judge and the others when they escaped.

The plane's men, who were originally rushing towards the judge and others in a semi-encirclement, now also supported the plane and quickly hid in a nearby alley to avoid being caught by the police.

"Shing Gu, you went out to find a masseur, and you attracted a group of desperate and Lian Sheng bad guys. Is your brain broken?"

Shing Gu ran with Ji Jing, and after passing through several alleys, the three of them leaned on the railing that separated the sidewalk from the driveway, gasping for air.

"How...how do I know that this bastard Deng Feng...has...his enemies?"

I had been running for a long time before my bones shrank, and now I felt like my lungs were going to explode.

Deng Feng, who was following him, did the same. He held his hands on the railing and retched a few times before saying, "Maybe Mad Dog Luo found someone to pretend to be someone, and my brother died in his hands..."

Hearing this, Ji Jing glared at Deng Feng and said, "Don't push that mad dog Luo on the head for anything. Don't think I don't know what you want to do!"

"You can take revenge if you want, but you have to wait until Brother Guan finishes the big deal!"

Chicken Essence is not as brainless as Mad Niu. Deng Feng has been urging the judge to kill Wang Zuluo for the past few days, and he has long been impatient.

"Mad Dog Luo is also rich. There are rumors on the street that he spent a lot of money to buy a villa. Can't we just go and rob him?"

Deng Feng is still trying hard to avenge Wang Zuluola. He only has one younger brother. When he was in prison, he relied on Sang Gae to send money and cigarettes inside, so that he could stay in there nourished.

Now that Sanggee is dead, if he doesn't take revenge, is he still worthy of being a human being?

As for Sang Ge's feud with Mad Gou Luo, he didn't bother to care. He only knew that Mad Gou Luo killed his brother.

At this time, the sound of a motorcycle engine came from the street.

More than 20 motorcycles turned in from the street, passed several private cars one after another, and came to the vicinity of Xiaogu and the others.

"These drag racing guys are the most annoying to me. I almost had my ribs broken by a racing driver when I was a kid. These people really deserve to die..."

Shing Gu spat on the ground and complained to the chicken essence next to him.

Chicken Essence is currently glaring at Deng Feng, and has no time to talk to Shing Gu.

When Deng Feng saw these motorcycle racing guys, it was as if he saw what his brother looked like when he was alive. The same goes for Sang Ji, who likes to ride around on motorcycles with a group of younger brothers.

Um?

Why is that motorcycle exactly the same as the one I used to deliver funeral verses?

He even has his own signature on the bumper!

Deng Feng looked at the first motorcycle in a daze, because he recognized that the motorcycle was given to Sang Ge.

Shensha, who was riding at the front, determined Deng Feng's position through his helmet, slowed down slightly, and held the handlebar with one hand.

The other hand pulled out a chain lock wrapped in a plastic jacket. The plastic cover was used to prevent the chain lock from getting entangled with something and pulling people off the motorcycle.

But the front end of the chain lock has a palm-long length without a plastic cover, and the steel chain is exposed.

With a shake of Shensha's hand, the chain lock was fully extended, and the chain at the front dragged up a trail of sparks on the ground.

The same goes for the riders who came with him behind him. Twenty or so motorcycles completely occupied a large space on the street.

The sparks attached to the chain were like fireworks, passing by the three people.

Shensha shook the chain lock, and with the speed of the motorcycle, he whipped it directly on the chicken essence.

The huge force took the opponent forward and staggered several steps, and then Ji Jing fell to the ground and screamed in agony while holding his broken ribs.

The bone shrinkage in the back was even worse. A chain lock caught on the guardrail on the street and hit him in the mouth when it bounced up.

With a click, he rolled back and flipped 360 degrees, lying on the ground. He passed out without even humming.

As for Deng Feng, he became alert after recognizing Sang Ji's motorcycle. When he saw the chain lock thrown towards him, he raised his arms to cover his head and huddled directly under the guardrail.

More than twenty motorcycles passed by the three people at lightning speed, and finally stopped on the street more than ten meters away.

Shensha turned the front of the car and rode back slowly with his gangsters.

At this time, only Deng Feng was in a better condition among the three. His arms and guardrails helped him block many chain lock attacks.

Although his body was fine, his two arms had been severed, and he was paralyzed under the railing, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.

Shensha parked his motorcycle next to Deng Feng, got off the motorcycle and squatted next to Deng Feng with his helmet on.

"When did I offend you and Lian Sheng? Tell me clearly so that I can understand clearly!"

Deng Feng adjusted his body, leaned on the guardrail, and looked at Shensha with red eyes.

He thought that these motorcyclists who were chasing him were the same as the brainless plane just now, and they were all members of Lian Sheng.

Shensha looked back at the unconscious shrunken body and the still screaming chicken essence. After confirming that the other party had no time to pay attention to him, he opened the visor on his helmet.

He leaned into the ear of Deng Feng, who was staring at him with hatred, and whispered: "My name is Shensha, Brother Luo asked me to take you and your brother down to reunite with your family..."

After saying that, he showed a smile to Deng Feng who was stunned on the spot.

Suddenly, he used the chain lock in his hand to strangle Deng Feng's neck, then stepped over the guardrail, and just used the guardrail to lift Deng Feng's body off the ground.

If it were a person with intact hands, he could adjust his body by just pressing on the ground and avoid being strangled.

But now his hands were cut off by the chain locks, and his legs were still being pulled, preventing him from squatting on the ground to use his strength.

"Uh uh uh…"

Deng Feng struggled wildly, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes. He didn't understand why the people with Lian Sheng would work with Mad Dog Luo to deal with him.

He knew that apart from himself, Ah Le, the master of the Jordan Hall of Lian Sheng, also bought Mad Dog Luo from A Ming, the former accountant of Lian Ying.

But now, first he and Liansheng's inexplicable plane led people to chase him, and then Mad Dog Luo's people came back to kill him.

If you say that there is no connection between the two groups, he will not believe it even to death!

"Wang...Wang...Zuluo...!!!"

Deng Feng frantically squeezed out this hateful name from his throat, wasting the last breath in his lungs.

In the end, the legs that were hugged by Xinlianying stopped moving, and his body just went limp. He was hung by the chain and swayed for a few times, and then he became motionless.

Shen Sha held on for another ten seconds before letting go, reaching out to test the pulse on Deng Feng's neck, and then stood up again.

He led the gang to get back on the motorcycle, twist the accelerator a few times, and the motorcycle roared away from the spot.

When the uniformed police officers who received the call came over, only two seriously injured people and one body were left at the scene.

"Police officers across Hong Kong Island are working overtime today. Why?"

Superintendent Gui Lao of the Hung Hom Police Station slammed the table, looked at the head of the anti-gang group opposite who was bowing his head to listen to the training, and suddenly raised his voice and roared: "Tell me what you're doing!"

"For the security and stability of Hong Kong Island..."

"Shut up!"

Superintendent Guilao heard this answer and immediately shouted loudly.

Then he stared at the head of the anti-gangster group and cursed:

"Remember, it's from France to prevent other European countries from laughing at us. Britain can't even control you yellow-skinned monkeys like Prick!"

"Now, immediately, go out and catch those bastards who are killing people on the street!"

After Superintendent Guilao finished his rant, he smashed the folder in his hand into the face of the head of the anti-gang group, pointed in the direction of the office door and shouted: "Get out!

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