Rebirth in Hong Kong as a hero

Chapter 154 Sweep (Added update for leader Jin Xiaoyanei)

"Let's go up and sit down and have a drink?!"

Hou Jingcheng took the cigarette handed over by Wu Fei and held it in his mouth. He gestured to the community with his mouth open:

"After all, the food has been sat down by this time. Let's go after eating."

"never mind."

Wuying smiled and waved his hand: "I'd better not go to your house, lest anyone see me and make a big fuss about it."

"Let's go, let's go."

During the conversation.

Wuying reached out to open the car door and prepared to sit in the driver's seat.

"That's okay."

Seeing this, Hou Jingcheng stopped trying to hold back too much, and immediately took two steps to the side to get out of the way so as not to hinder Wuying from opening the door.

At this moment.

behind.

The sound of a car's engine accelerating suddenly sounded, from far to near, the sound seemed rapid and short.

"!"

Hou Jingcheng couldn't help but tremble when he heard the sound. He had been particularly sensitive to this kind of thing since Superintendent Sun's last accident.

He was extremely vigilant, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a black car rushing towards him quickly.

The black car drove quickly.

Enter the co-pilot.

The car window was rolled down, and a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and a mask leaned out the upper half of his body from the car window.

in hand.

A shotgun was pointed directly at the position where the two men were standing, and the black muzzle gave people a strong sense of oppression.

As long as the distance is enough, the bullets ejected from the gun can knock two people away instantly.

Car door.

Wuying stretched out his hand to open the car door. When he heard the sound of the car, although his reaction was half a beat faster than Hou Jingcheng's, he also turned around to look.

"Grass!"

Hou Jingcheng's eyelids twitched and he subconsciously dropped the cake in his hand. He stretched out his hand to pull the fly that hadn't seen clearly what was going on, and threw it aside.

It is also this time.

A moment.

The cars are getting closer.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man decisively pulled the trigger, and a large amount of flames and gunpowder smoke were sprayed from the muzzle. The bullets sprayed out in a wide range, instantly tearing apart the cake that had not yet landed in the air. In the cream that exploded all over the sky, the bullets continued to move forward without stopping.

Sweep.

The bullets easily tore through the car's iron sheet, leaving holes one after another. The fan-shaped bullets had a wide area of ​​damage and hit the two people who were unable to dodge.

"Hmm"

Hou Jingcheng endured the severe pain. After falling to the ground, he rolled on the spot and ran towards the back of the car. Looking at the flying fly beside him, he quickly reached out to pull him and hid behind the car.

The middle-aged man looked at the two people who had fallen to the ground with an expressionless expression, then he rolled the barrel of the gun, and when the bullet casings were ejected, he lowered the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at the two people on the ground, and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!"

The bullets sprayed away again, and for a while, rubble was flying on the ground. The bullets had extremely strong covering power and extremely lethal power.

Although most of them were missed, the two of them were still inevitably hit.

"The Yan family shovel!"

Hou Jingcheng gritted his teeth and roared, resisting the severe pain in his arm, reached out to touch the .38 pinned to his waist, raised his hand and fired two shots outward:

"Wuying, are you okay?"

"Grass!"

Wuying's face turned red, and his blood-stained right arm couldn't stop trembling: "It's okay, I can't die!"

He habitually touched his lower back, but his touch was in vain. He just went out to do errands today and didn't bring the Big Black Star with him at all.

"Crunch!"

There was a sharp brake sound.

The passenger door of the black car opened, and the middle-aged man holding a shotgun got out of the car, pointed the barrel of the gun at the two people hiding behind the car, and pulled the trigger again with an expressionless face.

"Bang!"

The shotgun muzzle sprayed flames.

"puff!"

The bullet easily tore through the car's iron sheet with a crisp sound. At close range, the iron sheet was as papery and vulnerable.

"Grass!"

Hou Jingcheng's forehead was sweating. He raised his hand to wipe his sweating forehead, but the blood flowing from his arm dyed his forehead red:

"Wu Fei, I'll shoot to cover you. You run behind. The closer the distance, the more powerful the shotgun, and the faster you die!"

"you"

Wuying covered his injured right arm and looked at Hou Jingcheng in disbelief: "I"

"Stop gibbering!"

Hou Jingcheng tightened the .38 he was holding tightly in his hand, stretched out his hand to push the fly, and then stretched out his gun hand to suppress it:

"I'll shoot to cover you!"

"run!"

"Grass!"

Wuying gritted his teeth, hunched over without any further words and quickly jumped towards the car behind him.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man held a shotgun, and mechanically repeated the action of firing the gun and flicking the barrel, moving forward step by step, but he had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the .38.

He dodged and hid behind the trash can, glanced at Hou Jingcheng who was hiding behind the car and fired back, then lowered the gun's muzzle and pointed it at the car's fuel tank.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot.

The car trembled violently at first, and the fuel tank started to burst into flames under the first shot, and then exploded under the second shot.

Hou Jingcheng, who was hiding behind the front of the car, looked at the burning fuel tank and was about to get behind the car when explosions came one after another, so fast that he had no time to react.

"boom!"

The entire car suddenly exploded and instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames. The huge explosion lifted the entire car from its place.

The scorching firelight and heat waves swept and spread around.

"ah!"

Hou Jingcheng's screams rang out, and he was blown away by the explosion of the car. He rolled back several meters and then hit the ground. Scarlet blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose, and the point 38 in his hand also fell.

On the side.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man came out from behind the trash can with a shotgun in his hand, flicked the barrel of the shotgun, and walked towards Hou Jingcheng who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood, ready to reload.

"Shithugui!"

Wuying was hiding behind the car, watching helplessly Hou Jingcheng being blown away, and then looking at the middle-aged man who was about to come up to replenish his gun. He suddenly jumped out from behind the car and rushed towards the .38 that fell to the side.

The middle-aged man who was originally about to shoot Hou Jingcheng saw the fly jumping out and turned the gun's muzzle to directly fire.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the shotgun was filled with smoke, and the smoke was accompanied by the light of the fire. The bullets flew out and hit the fly.

Wuying used the soles of his feet to take a running start, rolled forward with the help of inertia, and picked up the .38 on the ground. There was another bleeding wound on his arm.

He endured the pain, lay down on the spot, took a rough look on the ground, and fired continuously towards where the middle-aged man was standing.

"Bang bang bang!"

The .38 was fired continuously. Wu Fei, who was using this kind of firearm for the first time, could not adapt. Three shots missed, two missed, and the last shot hit the middle-aged man's arm.

"Grass!"

The middle-aged man was in pain and almost dropped the shotgun in his hand. He roared and was about to shoot again.

behind.

The driver drove the car over and shouted: "Let's go, let's go, someone is coming!"

End of the street.

A military uniform patrol appeared and ran quickly towards this side.

"Grass!"

The middle-aged man raised his shotgun and fired randomly at the position of the crow. Then he opened the car door and got in with a curse. The car sped up and jumped out, disappearing on the road.

"Sir Hou!"

Wuying threw away the empty point 38 in his hand, staggered to Hou Jingcheng's side in a few steps, holding his injured right arm.

Hou Jingcheng is in a very bad state at the moment.

His nostrils were covered with blood, his mouth was spitting out blood, and large beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks.

His entire right arm was stained red with blood, and his white shirt looked a bit dazzling when stained with blood.

"Don't move!"

The uniformed police officers who arrived looked at the blood-stained Wu Ying and Hou Jingcheng, and immediately took out the .38 points in their hands with nervous expressions.

"Call Bai Che!"

Wuying shouted loudly towards the uniformed policeman: "One of our own, the Superintendent, the Superintendent is injured!"

"oh!"

The uniformed policeman responded, and reported the situation to the intercom in a daze, calling for reinforcements.

"Hello!"

Wuying grabbed Hou Jingcheng's palm and squeezed it hard. He looked at Hou Jingcheng who was about to fall into coma at any time: "Don't fucking die!"

Not long after.

A white car drove over and put Hou Jingcheng on a stretcher. Police reinforcements rushed to the scene and began to control the scene and maintain order.

Half an hour later.

Mingxin Hospital.

Ji Bu rushed to the hospital with Hua Zai, Aji and a group of younger brothers.

The nurse at the front desk was shocked when she saw this huge scene, and then informed them of their location and found Wu Ying and Hou Jingcheng.

Wu Ying was inside taking out the bullet from where he was shot in his arm, while Hou Jingcheng was still in the emergency room and had not come down.

Ji Bu looked at the busy doctors and nurses in the emergency room with a gloomy face, his brows knitted together, and the masseter muscles on both sides of his cheeks were obvious.

Hua Zai and Aji didn't speak, and stood aside.

Twenty minutes later.

Ji Bu walked in front of Wuying who had been transferred to the ward, frowning and looking at Wuying whose entire arm was tightly wrapped in gauze.

There were a total of four gunshot wounds on Wuying's arm and one shot on his butt. Fortunately, the distance was relatively far, and the bullets spread wide and did not hit very deeply.

If a shot is fired from close range, the bullets will be concentrated, and the person will be knocked out by the huge impact on the spot, and even gods will not be able to save him.

"Who did it!"

Ji Bu looked at the conscious Wuying, and finally relaxed a little, and repeated in a deep voice: "Who did it!"

"have no idea."

Wuying shook his head and said in a weak voice: "I don't know who did it, but they seem to be going after Superintendent Hou."

"oh!"

Ji Bu responded expressionlessly, stood up and walked outside: "Hua Zai, Aji, follow me, the others stay here and watch over them!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

PARKING LOT.

Jibra opened the door, got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove off.

Andy and Ah Ji quickly opened the car door and got in. As soon as they closed the door, they jumped out of the car.

Ji Bu picked up his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Wenyao's number.

The call is connected.

Neither party spoke.

Zhang Wenyao held the phone in his hand, listening to the wind on the other end of the phone, his eyes flickering, and then he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenyao immediately dialed a number again, which was to Han Chen: "Fuck, what are you doing!"

He shouted emotionally into the phone: "Why didn't you tell me before you touched Hou Jingcheng? Just go ahead and touch him. Why did you touch Ji Bu's horse? Now that Ji Bu is crazy about you."

Do you know?!"

"Shut up!"

Han Chen frowned and scolded, his tone full of displeasure: "Zhang Wenyao, are you three years old? It's your first day out?!"

"Since we're going to do it, let's do it all together. Why do you still choose someone? It's just a horse boy. Once it's done, it's done!"

"I……"

Zhang Wenyao was speechless for a moment, opened his mouth and said again: "Then what should I do now?! What should I do?!"

"You don't know that Ji Bu jumped on the street. He really dared to do it. I have a senior inspector in my hands and he does whatever he says. He will definitely dare to come to me. I..."

He recalled his previous contacts with Ji Bu, and how Liao Zhenhua died quickly and quietly.

"What are you afraid of!"

Han Chen growled angrily and scolded again: "Where are you? I'll ask my people to come over and protect you."

"Three days, three days to deal with them, this matter is over, there will be no further follow-up, do you understand?!"

"..."

Zhang Wenyao fell silent: "Ask your people to come to the Shanshuiyuan Villa in Kowloon, Villa No. 18."

"knew."

Han Chen replied angrily: "You're already a senior police superintendent, what the hell are you scared of!"

After hanging up the phone.

Zhang Wenyao picked up his coat and walked directly outside. Instead of driving his own car, he hailed a taxi on the side of the road and headed towards his private villa.

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The other side.

"Aji!"

Ji Bu clicked on the accelerator with the sole of his foot, controlled the steering wheel steadily with his palm, and said in a tone without any emotion:

"Call and shake people"

"good!"

Aji responded.

"Let them start preparing."

Ji Bu followed up quickly: "Zhang Wenyao may not be able to find someone. If you can't find him, start with the people who help him!"

"Whatever you have, don't run away!"

"good!"

Andy followed suit.

As the call was made, the horses in Aji's hands began to move, and they started looking for people according to the instructions above.

Ji Bu drove to the police station, but as expected, Zhang Wenyao had already left, and he didn't know where he was.

The three returned without success.

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7pm.

At the entrance of North District Police Station.

Liu Buqi stretched out and walked out of the police station, walked to the parking lot and took out his keys. Just as he was about to take them out, his lower back was pressed against a sharp metal.

His whole body froze in place for a moment, looking at the figure reflected on the dark glass:

"Brother, which road are you on? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"You are the one caught!"

The person came with a soft drink, grabbed the key from Liu Buqi's hand and opened the car. The other person stuffed him into the back seat, and the car jumped out with the accelerator.

Twenty minutes later.

Liu Buqi was brought down, kicked down and kneeling on the ground. When he looked up, he saw Ji Bu's gloomy face.

"It's you!"

Of course Liu Buqi knew Ji Bu, and of course he remembered the night when he was overwhelmed by Ji Bu's momentum in the parking lot.

"explain!"

Ji Bu raised his foot and kicked Liu Buqi to the ground, looking down at him: "Where is Zhang Wenyao!"

"Sir Zhang Zhang? I don't know."

Liu Buqi shook his head and expressed that he did not know: "If he is not at the police station, he will go to the jurisdiction below. I don't know where he is!"

Ji Bun frowned and asked, "Where does he live?"

"have no idea!"

Liu Buqi shook his head again: "Zhang Wenyao lives in many places, and I don't know where he is!"

"Um?!"

Ji Bu narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Then who else is helping Zhang Wenyao? Who else besides you!"

"I"

Liu Buqi was about to quibble, but looking at Ji Bu who had lost his patience, he spoke faster:

"I know, I know, there is a chief inspector in Wong Tai Sin District. He also does things for Zhang Wenyao. We met when we had dinner together before."

"very good!"

After Ji Bu got the detailed information, he waved his hands and walked towards the car parked on the roadside. A group of people immediately surrounded him.

Liu Buqi looked panicked. He looked at the people surrounding him and wanted to run away, but was immediately pushed to the ground. Several people carried him to the large gasoline barrel that had been prepared aside and stuffed him directly into it.

Follow closely.

The concrete that had been prepared earlier began to be poured into it.

"Boss!"

Hua Zai followed him and got into the car. He glanced at the many people busy at the beach, organized his speech and said:

"Shall we do this?"

"Shut up!"

Ji Bu scolded him unceremoniously and looked at Hua Zai with raised eyebrows: "What? Do you think I have done it? Or are you afraid?!"

"no."

Andy quickly waved his hand and explained: "That's not what I meant."

"If it doesn't make sense, then shut up!"

Ji Bu scolded him in a cold voice: "I have long said that Hou Jingcheng is my man. Not only did Zhang Wenyao attack him, he almost jumped into the street. Damn it, who does he think I am, Ji Bu? He treated me

If you say that, think of it as fart!"

"Zhang Wenyao touches my people like this, and I don't have any fucking reaction at all, so why should I come out and mess around!"

His tone became darker: "If you have the guts, don't show up. No one who works for him can escape!"

"yes!"

Hua Zai nodded and stopped talking.

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

Following Liu Buqi's confession, the next person he stringed out revealed information again, and so on.

finally.

Someone provided a clue: Zhang Wenyao also has a villa in Kowloon, No. 16 Shanshui Garden. I have heard of it accidentally, maybe it is there.

"Walk!"

Ji Bu waved and got into the car first. Others followed. The car moved forward and stopped at Luo Tianhong's clinic.

"Walk."

Ji Bu glanced at Luo Tianhong, who was sitting in the yard doing rehabilitation exercises.

Luo Tianhong glanced at Ji Bu who came in, then at Aji and Hua Zai who were following behind him, took his Eight-sided Han Sword and followed him out.

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10:20 p.m.

At No. 16 Shanshuiyuan Villa in Kowloon, two cars stopped next to the door.

door.

Two young men walked out of the shadows. When they saw Ji Bu and his party coming out of the car, they immediately walked up:

"What are you doing!"

"Find someone!"

Ji Bu walked at the front and glanced coldly at the two people in front of him: "I'm looking for Zhang Wenyao."

"Zhang Wenyao?!"

As soon as the two of them heard Zhang Wenyao's name, their eyes immediately narrowed: "No, no, you've got the wrong person, hurry up, hurry up!"

During the conversation.

The man suddenly reached for his waist, and the big black star suddenly appeared in his hand. He put his finger on the trigger and raised the muzzle of the gun, ready to point at Ji Bu.

"Whoa!"

A flash of white light was vaguely visible.

The Eight-sided Han Sword in Luo Tianhong's hand was like a poisonous tongue. He slashed with the sword and then put it back, with the sharp blade lying across his side.

The blood stained on the sharp blade flowed down the blade and dripped into the mud at his feet, dyeing the land dark red.

"ah!"

The man's screams echoed over the villa.

Underfoot.

The fingers of his right hand holding the gun were neatly cut off and fell to the ground, still squirming with nerve reflexes.

"Fight on the street!"

When the other man saw his accomplice's fingers cut off with a knife, he screamed and jumped into the villa, shouting loudly.

immediately.

The half-lit lights in the villa suddenly brightened, and large numbers of people rushed out from inside.

It only takes a few seconds.

About thirty people stood at the entrance of the villa, surrounding Ji Bu and the others in the middle.

Second floor.

On the open balcony.

Zhang Wenyao stepped out, wearing a suit jacket and standing with his hand pressed against the railing, looking down at Ji Bu:

"Ji Bu, Ji Bu, I didn't expect you to dare to come here."

"Um."

Ji Bu stood at the door, raised his head and looked at him through the door: "If you dare to touch my people, I will come to you and collect your money!"

"Humph! We're here, can you still leave?!"

Zhang Wenyao sneered and pointed at the dark group of nearly thirty people holding weapons:

"How many of you are there, ten? There are about thirty of us. If three of us fight one, how will you win?!"

After seeing that there were only about ten people in Ji Bu's group, Zhang Wenyao's heart was immediately settled:

"I forgot to tell you, apart from being expensive, the villa in Shanshuiyuan has no other advantages. The only advantage is that it is only across the street from the police station."

"If you dare to use a gun, the police will be here in minutes. None of you can escape. I am the senior superintendent. If I say you are bad guys, you will be bad guys!"

Speaking of which.

He paused for a moment, with a hint of ferocity in his tone, and said with a smile:

"Of course, if you don't use guns and thirty of you hit ten of you, you won't be able to escape either!"

Zhang Wenyao's tone became higher and higher, he spoke with confidence, and said loudly: "Today, you will never come back!"

He changed the subject, shouted in a deep voice, and gave the order: "Bald Li, I will leave these few to you!"

Then.

Zhang Wenyao pulled up the stool on the balcony, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and started smoking leisurely.

Thirty people versus ten people, you can win no matter what.

I am a senior police superintendent. No matter what happens, as a senior police superintendent, I can easily explain it to the police officers who arrive.

They're just a bunch of bad guys, and when the time comes, they'll be able to say whatever they want.

Zhang Wenyao took a puff of his cigarette happily, exhaled a long and thin line of blue-green smoke, and looked at the people downstairs.

Thirty people.

What if you can't even deal with ten people?

Shit!

downstairs.

Bald Li walked to the front of the team, rolled up his sleeves, came to Ji Bu, and looked at him sideways:

"Tell me, how do you want to play?! Play with guns or knives?"

"oh?"

Ji Bu was calm when he heard this, and turned to look at Aji and Luo Tianhong: "How do you want to play?"

Ah Ji looked at the group of people, moved his neck and said nothing.

Luo Tianhong's eyes were bright, and he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Wenyao sitting on the second floor: "They don't use guns, and we don't use guns either."

"The Yan family shovel!"

When Bald Li saw Ji Bu, he actually turned around and asked, and Aji and Luo Tianhong actually answered.

He couldn't help but sneered coldly: "I'm going to give you a hard time, street boy, I'm just making fun of you."

"Whether it's with a gun or a knife, you guys have to attack the street, I'm telling you!"

"Hahaha"

The people holding knives and sticks laughed loudly when they heard this, and followed up with admiration, with a disdainful tone:

"That's right, the boss is making fun of you, do you really think he's letting you choose?!"

"There are ten of you, and one of them will trample you to death!"

As the group of them burst into laughter, the boys following Ji Bu immediately became unhappy:

"I'll beat your lungs out! Why are you laughing?"

"Behead you to death!"

It looked like the two sides were about to start a quarrel.

"No no no!"

Ji Bu stretched out his hand and pressed it. The people on his side immediately became quiet. His eyes fell on Bald Li:

"You misunderstood me. I'm not asking my little brother, I'm asking both of them!"

During the conversation.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Aji and Luo Tianhong.

"What?!"

Bald Li Wenyan's expression froze, and he looked at Aji and Luo Tianhong: "The Yan family shovel, you are joking with me!"

His eyes lingered on Luo Tianhong for a moment, and he sneered: "Luo Tianhong, I have heard about your reputation, but now it seems that you are nothing more than that. Loyalty and Xinyi are over. You actually walked with Ji Bu."

Together!"

"I told you a long time ago how good you are at killing people. Why didn't you help Lian Haolong when he died?!"

Luo Tianhong raised his head suddenly, the blue bangs hanging in front of his forehead trembled, and the eyes behind the bangs were sharp and fierce.

"Then keep an eye on it!"

Ji Bu suddenly took action, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Bald Li's neck, locking him instantly.

Bald Li couldn't dodge in time. Before he could react, Ji Bu's right hand grabbed his neck and he didn't dare to move.

The neck is such a fragile place. As long as Ji Bu hits hard, he may be killed on the spot.

"Aji, Luo Tianhong."

Ji Bu grabbed Bald Li with his right hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Do it!"

"clang"

A crisp sound sounded.

The Eight-sided Han Sword was unsheathed, and its sharp blade shone faintly under the cold light.

Luo Tianhong held the sword in his right hand, pointed it in front of him, and rushed forward with both legs.

"???"

There were about thirty people surrounding them, but they didn't react when they saw Luo Tianhong taking the initiative to charge with a sword.

He takes the initiative to charge alone?!

"court death!"

Everyone laughed ferociously and looked at Luo Tianhong who was sprinting towards him. They all took out their watermelon knives and chrome-plated steel pipes to meet him.

A man rushed out from the crowd and slashed at Luo Tianhong's head with a knife.

"cut!"

Luo Tianhong shouted softly, and the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand was thrust towards the opponent's sword-holding hand like a poisonous tongue.

When you draw out the knife and put it away, your movements are smooth and smooth.

"puff"

The man's wrist made a dull sound, and blood splashed out from the wound along the wrist. A large amount of blood sprayed out to form a blood mist, and the whole man fell to the ground instantly.

"Grass!"

The person standing on the side shouted loudly and rushed forward with a watermelon knife. The sharp blade slashed directly at Luo Tianhong's right hand that was holding the sword.

"call out"

Luo Tianhong turned the Han sword in his hand and made a beautiful sword flower. The sword instantly changed its direction and struck out before Ma Zai could land his sword.

"Pfft."

With a dull sound, Ma Zai's hand holding the knife was cut neatly from the wrist, and blood gurgled out.

"ah"

After Ma Zai was stunned for a second, screams filled the air.

"???"

The sudden scene shocked everyone present again, and they were frightened when they saw this bloody and extremely eye-catching scene.

So fast?!

"Knife him to death!"

in the crowd.

I don't know who shouted, and immediately, the crowd rushed towards Luo Tianhong like a tide.

"snort!"

Ah Ji snorted coldly, picked up the watermelon knife in Ma Zai's hand and rushed in from behind. The knife in his hand rose and fell, and he chopped down the two people in an instant.

Aji pays more attention to boxing and kicking skills. Compared to Luo Tianhong, he is not as fast and accurate with the knife as Luo Tianhong, but he is better than Luo Tianhong.

"Dang Dang Dang"

In the melee, the sound of knife-knife collisions could be heard constantly. Luo Tianhong and Aji in the crowd inexplicably cooperated, and the mazai who were chasing them fell one after another.

Luo Tianhong was still injured, and the wounds had not yet healed from stitches. His movements were much more restrained than before, but every time the Han Sword slashed out, it brought out a cloud of blood mist, and the speed remained the same.

"this"

Bald Li was grabbed by the neck by Ji Bu. As he watched more and more Ma Zai fall down on his side, his eyes narrowed and his pupils suddenly shrank:

"What the hell"

original.

The nearly thirty or so people on his side had an absolute numerical advantage, but at this moment, it seemed that Luo Tianhong and Aji were like two wolves rushing into the herd of sheep, knocking them down with every bite.

At this moment, his horsemen were like being chopped into vegetables and melons, falling to the ground one after another in the splatter of blood, and directly losing their fighting ability.

"Oh!"

Ji Bu looked at nearly half of their troops who had fallen, raised his eyebrows at Bald Li, and said coldly: "Tell me, are your people okay?"

"court death!"

Bald Li let out a loud shout, and suddenly stretched out his left hand to grab the wrist of Ji Bu's right hand that was grabbing his neck, and tried to break free by forcefully pulling it out.

Ji Bu pulled his right hand back, then shook it hard, and put his fingers on Bald Li's eyes. He turned the palm of his right hand very flexibly, circled around Bald Li's bald head, and then grabbed his back half. Put your head down and push it down hard.

Bald Li was struggling. Under the impact of the huge pressure, his whole body was unsteady and staggered forward. Just as he was about to regain his footing, Ji Bu bent his knee and directly pressed it against Bald Li's abdomen. He was completely unstable and fell instantly. land.

"The Yan family shovel!"

Ji Bu's face was full of anger. He picked up the steel pipe in Hua Zai's hand and smashed it directly on Bald Li's bald head:

"Cao Ni Ma, you dare to lead a team to play with me even if you are a street fighter?!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A dull yet clear voice sounded, and the splash of blood stained Ji Bu's white shirt, making it extremely conspicuous.

Bald Li fell to the ground and struggled for several times. His whole head was like a gourd of blood. He fell to the ground and could no longer resist. His body could not stop twitching.

"Crack."

Ji Bu raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhang Wenyao, who was watching from the second floor.

"Gudong."

Zhang Wenyao and Ji Bu looked at each other with deep eyes. They could not help but shudder. They swallowed subconsciously and froze in place.

original.

The expected scene did not appear. Instead, a large number of people on his side fell down, making Zhang Wenyao feel guilty.

"hiss"

The cigarette held between his fingers burned to the end, and the stinging sensation made Zhang Wenyao, who was originally dull, suddenly wake up.

He looked at the scene downstairs and then at Ji Bu. Without any pause, he suddenly jumped up from his seat and ran to the back.

run!

If you don't run, it's too late.

"run?!"

Ji Bu snorted coldly, glanced at the low open-air balcony on the second floor, then looked at the rockery stacked in the corner, and rushed forward with a running start.

"Da da da"

Crisp footsteps sounded.

Ji Bu exerted force on his feet, and before approaching the rockery, he stamped his left foot on the ground. His whole body rose into the air, and then he stepped on the rockery with his right foot, and his body was pushed upward by a huge force.

His right hand grabbed the railing of the open-air balcony on the second floor, and he pulled his arm upwards, climbing over and landing on the balcony.

Balcony door.

Zhang Wenyao, who had just run in, felt a tightening on the back of his neck, and then he was pulled out by Ji Bu and pushed to the ground.

"you"

Zhang Wenyao looked at Ji Bu who suddenly appeared on the balcony on the second floor, turned to look downstairs, and stammered:

"How did you get up here?"

"Who told you that a boss cannot be incompetent?!"

Ji Bu snorted coldly, bent down and picked up Zhang Wenyao, dragged him to the edge of the balcony, held his neck and pressed him against the railing:

"Stop it all!"

Following this roar, the remaining ten or so people present could no longer hold back any longer. They immediately stopped and looked at Zhang Wenyao, who was being subdued on the balcony on the second floor.

"Zhang Wenyao!"

Ji Bu leaned forward and looked at Zhang Wenyao condescendingly: "Have I ever told you not to touch Superintendent Sun, Hou Jingcheng?!"

"Not me!"

Zhang Wenyao had beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked at Ji Bu with a fearful expression and shook his head desperately: "It has nothing to do with me. Superintendent Sun was killed by A Heng, and A Heng is already dead."

"Hou Jingcheng was not arranged by me to sneak attack on them. It was Han Chen. Han Chen arranged it. He didn't tell me and has nothing to do with me!"

"Shut up!"

Ji Bu's tone was solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, is there any!"

"Yes, yes!"

Zhang Wenyao nodded repeatedly, and he nodded crazily out of fear: "Yes, did you tell me that it was me who deserved to die, and I shouldn't have taken advantage of them!"

"Superintendent Sun, I designed it to ask Ah Heng to kill him, and then the policeman who had been waiting nearby would shoot Ah Heng to death!"

"I arranged everything about Zhongxinyi, but Hou Jingcheng was really not arranged by me, but by Han Chen."

He spoke very fast and said to Ji Bu repeatedly: "Also, I am a senior superintendent. Someone will definitely investigate if I die. This matter will not be easy to get over. You can't kill me!"

"You threaten me?"

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows: "I hate it when others threaten me!"

"No, no!"

Zhang Wenyao looked at Ji Bu, who had his brows knit together, and then said: "Han Chen, this is all led by Han Chen behind the scenes. Although I don't know how many deployments Han Chen and the others have in the police force, and I have no evidence to report them.

."

"But I know that Han Chen is now serving the Ni family. He was the one who asked the Ni family to take action in Lin Kun's matter. Please spare my life and I will help you deal with them!"

"Ni family?!"

Ji Bu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, nodded calmly, and said in a calm and calm tone: "Okay, thank you, I understand."

"don't want!"

Seeing Ji Bu's expression, Zhang Wenyao panicked again: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me. I have collected a lot of money over the years. If you let me go, I will give you all the money!"

"Come!"

Ji Buti looked angrily at Bald Li's team downstairs with less than ten people left, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"If you want to survive, kill him!"

"If you don't want to live, then I will kill you!"

"Choose one!"

Speaking of which.

Ji Bu reached out and grabbed Zhang Wenyao and pushed his upper body out.

Zhang Wenyao waved his hands wildly, grabbed the railing under him and shook his head desperately, his face turned pale: "Don't, don't kill me!"

"I'm telling you!"

Ji Bu leaned close to Zhang Wenyao's ear and said in a low voice: "Do you know why you must die?"

"The undercover agent you killed was not me, but my brother Ali! You killed him, so you have to die!"

Ji Bu's eyes widened, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he used his right hand to push him down: "Get down!"

"ah!"

Zhang Wenyao screamed and fell from the balcony on the second floor, hitting the ground heavily.

"Whoa!"

Luo Tianhong raised the Eight-sided Han Sword in his hand, pointed it at the remaining team of less than ten people present, and waved the tip of the sword to signal Zhang Wenyao on the ground.

These people looked at each other, and then at the crowd of horses lying on the ground, wailing and dripping with blood, they looked at each other and exchanged glances.

It's obvious.

They couldn't defeat Ah Ji and Luo Tianhong in front of them. If they wanted to survive, they had only one and only choice.

I don’t know who took the lead.

immediately.

Everyone moved towards Zhang Wenyao's position.

On the ground.

Zhang Wenyao was knocked unconscious from the fall, and the severe pain in his back made him want to get up. He just turned over, looked at the horse boy surrounding him, and stepped back with rapid breathing:

"What are you doing! What do you want to do!"

The horsemen looked at him expressionlessly, came to Zhang Wenyao and surrounded him, then raised the steel pipe and watermelon knife in their hands.

&*#￥%@￥%!

"Walk!"

Ji Bu waved and stepped outside. He glanced at Luo Tianhong, who was bleeding out of stitches at the suture site of his abdominal wound, and then looked at Aji:

"Aji, help him!"

Ah Ji looked at Luo Tianhong, whose abdomen was stained with blood, and stepped to his side. He who had never spoken a word took the initiative and said for the first time: "You are good with the sword!"

Said.

He stretched out his hand to signal Luo Tianhong's Eight-sided Han Sword.

"snort!"

Luo Tianhong raised his head, with piercing eyes under the blue bangs hanging from his forehead, he said coldly: "You're not bad either!"

He sheathed the Eight-sided Han Sword and handed it to Aji, raised his right hand and put it on Aji's shoulder, and walked outside with the help of Aji's strength.

"hehe."

Ji Bu sat in the car and glanced at Aji and Luo Tianhong who were walking side by side. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and murmured to himself: "These two make a good couple."

"drive!"

The two cars jumped off the accelerator and disappeared from the scene.

PS: The first leader in my writing career has appeared. Thank you Jin Xiaoyanei for being such a powerful leader. I offer you 20,000 words. Everyone is happy.

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