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"Le'er, can you let go of me first? The explosion was so loud just now that it might attract the gangsters."

"Oh oh oh, okay."

Cheng Leer released her hands that were tightly wrapped around Zheng Jirong, and got up from the ground with his help.

"Le'er! Are you not injured?!"

Cheng's father hurried over from a short distance away and asked Cheng Le'er with concern: "Le'er, are you injured anywhere?"

Cheng Leer pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Daddy, Mr. Zheng worked so hard to save me, but you didn't even thank me properly."

Father Cheng nodded quickly after hearing this and thanked Zheng Jirong:

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng. Thank you very much. If you have any use in the future, please come to my place. Just ask, I will never refuse."

Zheng Jirong shook his head and said righteously: "I didn't save Le'er for any reward. Uncle Cheng doesn't have to be so outspoken. Just call me Ah Rong."

After hearing this, Cheng's father sighed with emotion: "It's really thanks to you, Arong, this time, otherwise none of us would be able to escape."

"Yeah, Brother Rong is really awesome."

Cheng Leer hugged Zheng Jirong's arm tightly and worshiped.

Seeing the infatuated look on his daughter's face, Cheng's father smiled helplessly. At this time, Uncle Zheng and the others also walked over from the side.

"Lao Cheng is right. Ah Rong is grateful to you this time. I won't say much about the situation. If you encounter any unresolved problems on Hong Kong Island in the future, just report Zheng Biao's name to me."

Listening to Uncle Zheng's promise to him, Zheng Jirong looked strange. He had said these words to others before.

But thinking of the old man's arrogant appearance in the original film, he nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng."

"Oh, why are you so polite to me?"

After talking to Uncle Zheng and the others, Zheng Jirong walked to the valve and pulled the switch of the garage door.

The explosion-proof door made a sound and then slowly opened automatically.

At this time, a large group of police officers gathered outside the garage. When they saw the garage door making a noise and opening, each of them stood ready, pointing their guns at the exit.

A few seconds later, a group of people walked out, led by a tall, handsome man with extraordinary temperament. At this time, he was supporting a woman with limited legs and feet.

"Stop it now! Who are you?!"

Hearing the police's voice not far away, Zheng Jirong immediately said: "Don't shoot, we are guests attending the exhibition."

"Stop! Throw away the weapon in your hand!"

Just as Zheng Jirong was about to speak, Uncle Zheng beside him couldn't help shouting angrily:

"I'm Zheng Biao! Where is Xiao Jiang?! Let Xiao Jiang come over and see me now!"

Le'er asked Cheng's father curiously: "Daddy, who is Xiao Jiang?"

"The Commissioner of Police."

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At this moment, a police officer with a telescope in the distance saw the person coming out clearly, and quickly shouted with a walkie-talkie:

“Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!!

Let them out, that's Mr. Zheng Biaozheng! "

After everyone walked out of the police circle safely, the police officer hurriedly stepped forward to say hello:

"Mr. Zheng, are you okay? I am the commander on site."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zheng Biao: "I don't have time to talk to you low-level officials like the chief superintendent and commander in chief right now, so I call Xiao Jiang right away.

Tell him that a group of crazy criminals have come to the Cointreau Hotel. They even have machine guns and mines. There are still many people trapped on the top floor! "

The commander suddenly choked up and glanced at the people who came out with Zheng Biao.

Hiss. No one can afford to offend.

"Understood, I'll contact the director now!"

After he dialed the phone and handed it over to Uncle Zheng, he couldn't help but ask Zheng Jirong, who seemed the most talkative among the crowd:

"How did you get out, sir? As far as I know, several entrances and exits of the hotel were not only guarded by gangsters, but even bombs were planted."

Before Zheng Jirong could speak, Tang Zhudi, Cheng Leer and others beside him were already telling the commander how he cleverly found the leader of the criminal gang and how he bravely led them through many difficulties and fought all the way.

The commander was stunned by what they said, as if he was listening to a story.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Cheng Leer insisted on dragging him down to see the exploded mine.

The commander read the letters one by one, and then asked doubtfully: "You said that the robbers promised to release a hostage in five minutes?"

"Yeah, that's what he said at the time."

The commander shook his head and said seriously: "He released a hostage five minutes ago, but he threw him from the top floor! He was smashed to pieces on the spot!"

"What?!"

Everyone looked at each other, then looked happy.

Fortunately, I was smart and followed Ah Rong and came out safely.

Thinking of this, each of them looked at Zheng Jirong gratefully.

Zhou Youhui said gratefully to Zheng Jirong: "Thank you very much this time, Mr. Zheng. I will not forget what you did today. If you need any help in the future, you can come to Zhou Real Estate to find me at any time."

"Ms. Zhou, you're welcome. If you and Azu are willing to trust me, then I have the responsibility for your safety."

Azhan and the others also thanked Zheng Jirong, but as art thieves, they did not make any promises easily. After all, they could not even predict which day they would be taken away by the police.

But I still made an appointment with him to have a drink and go out with him some time.

At this time, Uncle Zheng also came over after talking on the phone with the Police Commissioner.

"Xiao Jiang said that the Flying Tigers are already on the way, so let's go back first. We can't give them any help here."

Tang Zhudi and others nodded in agreement. It was really thrilling tonight. If it weren't for Ah Rong, they would still be worried upstairs.

After a few people said hello, they were about to leave. Judy Tang took Zheng Jirong's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go to Mengluo Bar for a few drinks."

"Sister Judy, you go ahead, I want to go in again."

"What?!"

Everyone looked at Zheng Jirong who was standing still in shock. Zheng Biao frowned and said:

"Aron, this is not the time to show off. It's amazing that you can bring us out. Just leave the rest to the police."

"Yeah Ah Rong, why did you go in if it's so dangerous inside? Those gangsters are inhumane."

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A group of people were trying to dissuade Zheng Jirong from going in again, but he shook his head and said loudly:

"I'm not trying to be brave. I have a friend who's still inside. She couldn't come out with me just now due to some circumstances. I have to go back and save her."

After finishing speaking, he said to the commander-in-chief at the scene: "There are mines and even remote-controlled bombs at each entrance and exit of the hotel. It will be difficult for you to get to the top floor without someone to lead the way. If you believe me, I will wait until the Flying Tigers come. Take them inside."

The commander was a little confused, "Of course it would be best if you are willing to lead the way, but we cannot guarantee your safety, because you also said that not only are there many agencies inside, but the gangsters are also equipped with strong firepower."

Zheng Jirong nodded, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

He turned to Zheng Biao and others and said, "Uncle Zheng, please go back first. It might be a mess here."

Uncle Zheng patted Zheng Jirong on the shoulder and sighed: "Ah Rong, you are good, but it's a pity that I am too old to help you. Otherwise, I would have to hold two double guns to accompany you in this dragon's pond and tiger's den." .”

Cheng Leer had been holding Zheng Jirong's arm since she came out. Now she raised her head and said worriedly: "Brother Rong, you must be careful, your safety is the most important!"

"Don't worry." Zheng Jirong nodded and smiled: "Let's go home with Uncle Cheng first."

After greeting them one by one, Zheng Jirong looked at their leaving figures and sighed secretly.

I don’t want to go in again, but I haven’t picked up my jewelry worth one or two hundred million yet!

You don’t think I went to all this trouble just to save you, right?

So many people suddenly appeared in the Cointreau Hotel in this time and space. Who knows what the plot will be like. It is not safe to hope that Dr. Hu will be robbed in the end. It is better to go in early and take advantage of the chaos!

Uncle Zheng and others had already walked out of the police cordon this time. A large group of reporters rushed over like a tide, aiming at Uncle Zheng, Tang Zhudi and others with long and short guns.

"Mr. Zheng, wasn't the Cointreau Hotel blocked by gangsters? How did you get out?"

"Mr. Zheng, can you tell us what's going on in the hotel now?"

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Zheng Biao looked at the reporter in front of him, and after thinking of Zheng Jirong's eyes just now, he cleared his throat and said:

"Thanks to Zheng Jirong and Director Zheng of Ocean Trading Group, we were able to come out safely. We were held hostage by gangsters on the top floor before."

Judy Tang on the side said excitedly to the reporter in front of her with red eyes:

"Arong is a real hero. Without him, we might have been thrown from the top floor by gangsters. He not only led us out of the siege of gangsters, but also"

At this time, Cheng Leer was already sobbing and saying incoherently: "I stepped on a land mine before, and it was Brother Rong who saved me. Now he is going in to save more people."

Many reporters looked at each other with suspicion.

Zheng Jirong? Isn’t that a social boss?

How come we just arrested the "Rainy Night Butcher" a few days ago, and today we're here to arrest an international gangster again.

However, more reporters still took pictures of Zheng Jirong who was talking to the police commander on site. With the endorsement of these big shots, he will definitely be on the front page tomorrow!

"Mr. Zheng, did you see one of our police officers on the top floor?"

"From the police? Are they male or female?"

"Male, he went in with someone who came to the police station ten minutes ago to call the police. So far, no news has come out."

Zheng Jirong nodded, it should be Bold and the little police officer in the original film. Have they already gone in?

He raised his head and asked, "How long until the Flying Tigers arrive?"

The commander raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It should be almost there."

At this time, a warning bell sounded not far away. He turned around and said:

"Well, isn't this coming?"

Two teams of heavily armed Flying Tigers members wearing black masks got out of the assault vehicles.

The leader saluted the commander and said hello.

"Sir!"

The commander nodded, "The situation is urgent, so I won't go into small talk. Mr. Zheng just rescued a large group of people from inside, and he knows the situation inside very well.

He will lead the way later. You go up from the underground garage. Remember! Don't act rashly. It's full of machine bombs. A few minutes ago, a dozen guys at the main entrance of the hall were injured by secretly ambushed remote-controlled bombs. You will listen to Mr. Zheng for the specific situation. "

After listening to the words of the commander-in-chief, the leader with a black mask glanced unhappily at the handsome boy next to the commander. He was three points as handsome as Zhou Xingxing, but he allowed himself to listen to him?

Is there any mistake? I am the number one killer of the Flying Tigers!

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