Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 187 Kill!I, Wu Haonan, did not betray the Number Gang

"Don't move at all!"

Listening to Wu Zhihui's voice, Kosaka Ichiro shouted loudly and pointed the big black star in his hand directly at Wu Zhihui: "Whoever moves, I will shoot and kill him. He will die!"

"Grass mud horse!"

Big D roared with anger and stood directly in front of Wu Zhihui: "It's just a broken gun. Who the hell are you trying to scare with it?"

"Who are you scaring?"

Changmao followed and stood next to Big D.

"If you dare, shoot!"

The other horses yelled one after another, and pushed forward one by one, blocking them behind: "How many bullets does a broken gun have? If you dare, kill us all!"

"If you can't be beaten to death, I'll kill you little devil!"

"..."

Ichiro Kosaka looked at the horses that were leaning forward one after another. He was a little stunned for a moment, and then laughed out of anger: "Okay, okay, everyone is not afraid of death, so go die!"

He held the big black star in his hand and said quickly to the eight people in front of him in Japanese: "Hey, I'll kill you!"

"Hi!"

The eight people heard the words and responded, holding the katana in front of them with both hands, and slowly walked forward towards the crowd.

"rush!"

The horsemen rushed forward towards the chopper.

"Kill!"

The eight people let out a low roar, quickened their pace and began to charge forward. The katana in their hands was held firmly, and the blade trembled slightly as they ran, reflecting the cold light.

"puff!"

The eight people moved in unison, raised their swords to chop, and struck out quickly. They slashed with one sword and then made a horizontal slash.

"what!"

This group of eight people was like a well-coordinated machine. In one charge, six or seven horse boys fell beside them. The sharp blades left deep cuts on their arms and legs. Each of them covered their wounds. Let out a painful groan.

The tip of the katana held upward was facing upwards, and the blood stained on the blade flowed downwards with gravity, gathered at the end of the blade, and slowly dripped to the ground.

"Humph!"

Kosaka Ichiro glanced at the fallen horse on the ground and snorted: "A group of Chinese pigs is as simple as chopping vegetables and melons."

"Be good and return the things to me, and I will spare your life."

"Be careful!"

Wu Zhihui stood behind, holding a dagger in his hand and locking the gun-wielding Ichiro Kosaka. He looked at the group of eight people standing in front of him with knives: "You are no match for them. Ordinary thugs should retreat."

He could see that all eight of them had practiced before and were much stronger than himself. The two sides were not on the same level at all, which was beyond Wu Zhihui's expectation.

The sword is quick and accurate. If an ordinary person goes up to it, he will only be chopped down with one sword. But it doesn't matter. No matter how powerful he is, he will knock him down.

These horses gritted their teeth. Although they were a little unwilling to give in, they did not show off their strength and took a few steps back after listening to Wu Zhihui's order.

The remaining dozen or so men rushed forward again with knives.

Aji moved his neck and looked at the younger brother who was charging again. He held the knife in his right hand and bent his left arm. He wiped the blood on the short knife with his sleeve and rushed towards the eight people.

"let me!"

Ajiti shouted angrily, and slashed down with the short sword in his hand towards the middle-aged man who was leading him. The middle-aged man held the samurai sword in both hands to strike horizontally, and raised the sword to block.

"clang!"

The two knives collided together, making a crisp metal chopping sound.

"Clang clang clang!"

Ah Ji sneered, and used his arm to exert force and slashed down with the short knife in his hand, very quickly.

The middle-aged man blocked with a knife. Under the powerful chopping force, there was a faint feeling of huge force holding the handle of the knife with both hands, making him take a few steps back.

Aji fought close to him. His short sword had an advantage in close combat. He was like a slippery loach following closely. The long and narrow katana could not exert its advantage at all. Although the middle-aged man deliberately kept the distance, he looked at the ferocious attack. Ah Ji couldn't get rid of him at all.

"clang!"

Aji held the short sword high and slashed from above again. The middle-aged man raised his sword to block the blow. This time, Aji did not slash again. The hand holding the knife moved to the side, and the blade of the short sword followed the katana. The blade of the knife cuts to the side.

"puff!"

The short knife easily sliced ​​open the middle-aged man's wrist, and amid the splash of blood, Aji drew the knife and changed his hand. The short knife reflected the cold light under the light and waved it quickly.

"Puff puff!"

A series of cuts appeared on the middle-aged chest, and blood spattered out. Ah Ji kicked him away. He fell to the ground and twitched a few times, unable to stand up.

"Humph!"

Aji stood with a knife in hand, and the blood droplets splattered on his white clothes spread drop by drop. The blood droplets splattered on his face added a bit of ferocity to him.

"idiot!"

Ichiro Kosaka looked at Aji who had knocked down one person, and gave the order quickly and anxiously: "Kill him first!"

Following his instructions, three people immediately attacked Aji. The four of them fought together, and Aji was instantly at a disadvantage.

"Abu."

Wu Zhihui looked at Abu next to him.

Abu didn't say anything. He took the chopping knife in Ma Zai's hand and rushed towards it quickly. He held the chopping knife high and slashed down to help Aji relieve the pressure.

"clang!"

Abu slashed with the sword in his hand, looked at the little devil who was blocking with the knife, and said coldly: "It's inappropriate for so many people to hit my brother, isn't it?"

He held the knife with both hands and pressed it down hard. He pressed the blade down with force and struck directly on the man's shoulder blade, embedding it deeply.

"idiot!"

The man cursed in pain, raised his knife and pushed away Abu's chopping knife, and then took out the knife. The two slashed wildly with the knife, and the crisp metal collision sound became louder and louder, and the frequency became faster and faster.

"Anan."

Wu Zhihui looked sideways at Wu Haonan, who was standing next to him with two swords in his hands, with sharp eyes: "What did you say?!"

Wu Haonan looked at Wu Zhihui, then at the melee scene in front of him, thought for a moment, tightened the swords in his hands, and rushed forward quickly.

With the addition of Wu Haonan, the pressure on brothers Abu and Aji was reduced and they were able to stand firm at the scene.

Led by the three of them, and with the help of the surrounding shooters, the scene was under control. Although people on our own side continued to fall, two of the eight-person team on the opposite side also fell.

"Damn!"

Kosaka Ichiro stood behind with a big black star in his hand, looking at his two fallen swordsmen with a gloomy expression.

Although his skills were not good, he could still see that he was gradually at a disadvantage. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhihui had someone so good at fighting beside him.

His eyes rolled, and the big black star's gun turned, aiming at Aji, who appeared in his sight, with his back facing him.

The big black star raised its muzzle and was about to fire the black gun.

"you dare!"

Wu Zhihui had been staring at him for a long time, watching the gun point at Aji without him, and then threw the dagger in his hand. The dagger flew quickly in the air and stabbed directly at Ichiro Kosaka.

The dagger made a little crackling sound in the air, and for a moment, "Pfft!" With a sound, the dagger penetrated deeply into Kosaka Ichiro's right wrist holding the gun, completely penetrated, and the tip of the knife pierced out from the other end.

"what!"

Kosaka Ichiro screamed, and the big black star in his hand fell to the ground. Looking at the pierced wrist, his body trembled and screamed.

Ma Zai rushed up, kicked Kosaka Ichiro to the ground, punched and kicked him, and beat him to pieces.

"Give me the knife!"

Wu Zhihui reached out and took the chopper from Ma Zai beside him. After finishing off Ichiro Kosaka, he rushed forward and joined the melee.

He raised his hand to chop at the knife hand in front of him, and yelled at the injured mazai around him: "Get back." He raised the chopper in his hand high, without any fancy tricks, just a simple chop, very fast. So powerful.

Blocking with the knife in hand, looking at Wu Zhihui who was slashing towards him with the knife, he wanted to take the initiative, but there was no chance at all, so he could only block passively.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The slashing force of the sword became stronger and stronger. Every time it struck, there were gaps on the blade, and sparks flew out.

"idiot!"

The swordsman could only block passively, and felt miserable. Wu Zhihui was tall, and every time he swung the sword in a wide arc, he had no way to dodge.

Although he was passively blocking, he was struck by the huge chopping force. The palm of his hand holding the knife was so shocked that he couldn't hold the knife at all and kept retreating.

"Your Majesty!"

Wu Zhihui scolded sharply and raised his knife to chop down.

"clang!"

Amidst the huge impact, the chopper with several blades in his hand finally couldn't bear the force and broke apart.

The katana in the swordsman's hand also completely lost control under this heavy blow, and fell to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Wu Zhihui took the broken chopping knife and swung it in front of him. A line of blood burst out on the face of the swordsman. The whole person flew backwards from the splattered blood beads. He covered his face and huddled on the ground and screamed in pain.

"it is good!"

"The boss is so powerful!"

Seeing this scene, Ma Zai, who was watching but could not play, cheered loudly and cheered them up.

at this time.

On the field.

The remaining five swordsmen had already been disrupted. They looked at Wu Zhihui and his group with nervous expressions. They clenched the samurai swords in their hands and their steps began to become unsteady.

Aji raised the short knife in his hand and pointed it at them, blood oozing from the knife edge on his body.

Wu Haonan held two swords in front of him and locked his eyes on the swordsman in front of him.

"Kill!"

Several people made a sharp voice and charged forward again with their respective targets in mind.

not far away.

The roar of the car sounded.

The car stopped, Daquan Min rushed out of the car, and the horses following the convoy behind him also rushed out one by one.

Seeing Daquan Min and the others approaching, the horses immediately blocked them out and looked at them with alert eyes.

"Let me in."

Daquan Min glanced at the melee scene over there, pulled out his long knife and yelled at Ma Zai behind him: "Stand where you are, don't move, it's embarrassing to sit in the hall, we must not be embarrassed again."

The horses looked at Da Quan Min, thought for a moment, and let him in.

"Ahui!"

Daquan Min started to charge with a long knife: "Tonight, my number gang owes you a favor!"

The long sword in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down with one blow. When the two swordsmen who were attacking Wu Zhihui saw Da Quanmin coming in, they could only separate one person to deal with Daquan Min.

"Behead them!"

Wu Zhihui swung his sword to split the samurai sword, and shouted at Daquan Min: "Don't leave any one behind!"

"cut!"

Daquan Min shouted loudly and waved the long knife in his hand with great momentum.

The five swordsmen who were originally at the end of their rope were completely unable to hold their nerve in one-on-one situations with the addition of Daquan Min.

"die!"

Aji held the sword to block the oncoming blow from the swordsman. He held the dagger in his left hand and pressed the back of the sword with his right hand. He raised it and flicked the katana away. He flicked the dagger with his left hand and the dagger spun in the air and fell into his right hand.

"Puff puff!"

Aji came up close to him with his short sword. The short sword even appeared as an afterimage as he slashed quickly. The sword slashed on the chest of the swordsman, leaving a series of cuts.

With Aji's kick, he fell to the ground and became completely motionless.

one person, two people
5 minute later.

Wu Zhihui and his party of five stood holding blood-stained chopping knives. Around them, all eight swordsmen fell down. There was no movement, and the scene was completely silent.

"How powerful!"

I don't know who shouted, and the whole scene became lively again, and all the horses clapped their hands and applauded.

"Lame loyal!"

Daquan Min looked at Lai Zhong who was pulled up and pushed to the ground, and looked at him coldly: "You are the seat of our number gang. I have always respected you and call you Brother Zhong."

"But, as a member of the Number Gang, this is what you do? Lead your brothers to help the Japanese transport cultural relics abroad?"

He looked at Lai Zhong emotionally and pointed the long knife at him: "Do you know what you are doing? If you really give these things away, the number gang will no longer have to hang out in the circle, do you know? Know?"

"Blame me?"

Lai Zhong was covered in blood and gasped as he looked at Daquan Min: "Damn it, I'm not here for you? If I don't want to take you to get money, I can help them do something?!"

"You still don't know how to live or die. There are rules in your profession. It's okay to go out and hang out, but to be a traitor and a lackey for these people, I, Zhang Huimin, will be the first to disagree!"

Da Quan Min scolded me sternly: "If it weren't for Ah Hui, I, Da Quan Min, would be completely disgraced from now on. I would be afraid of those young men pointing at my spine and scolding me when I walk on the street!"

"You help deliver our ancestors' things out. From now on, everyone will say that our number gang is a lackey, do you know that?!"

"..."

Lai Zhong's eyes were wide open, he was breathing heavily and did not answer.

"There are rules in every industry, and there are rules in helping!"

Daquan Min no longer looked at Lai Zhong, but looked at the Ma Chai from the Number Gang who came up from behind: "Zhang Jianzhong is cheating and has no principles or rules in his work. From today on, he will no longer be a member of our Number Gang."

"Break his hands and feet, and abolish his position as the official. I say this. Does anyone object?!"

"no!"

The number gang members all replied in unison, spitting at Lai Zhong: "Being their lackey, I will look down on you."

"Ajian."

Daquan Min yelled at his confidant: "Break his hands and feet."

"Yes!"

The confidant walked up, picked up the iron rod in his hand and smashed it on Lai Zhong's leg, causing the sound of fractures.

"Boss."

Big D grabbed Ichiro Kosaka who was lying on the ground and pulled him to Wu Zhihui: "What do you say to this little devil?"

"Did him."

Wu Zhihui didn’t even look at Ichiro Kosaka: “I just did it.”

"you dare!"

When Ichiro Kosaka heard Wu Zhihui's words, his voice was sharp: "You can't kill me, I am a person with status!"

"I am one of the leaders of the Wujing Sand Factory. I have an identity. I am a person of today. If you dare to kill me, the consequences will be severe."

"Hem home shovel!"

Big D raised his hand and slapped Kosaka Ichiro on the face, causing his ears to buzz. Then he kicked Kosaka Ichiro in the stomach: "Nonsense, you mother, you have caused us to lose so many brothers. You are the one who will be beheaded." you."

He hooked his hand, and Changmao handed over a chopper. Holding it in his hand, he yelled at Kosaka Ichiro: "Kneel down!"

"Pfft!"

Ichiro Kosaka looked at the slashing sword in Big D's hand. His knees softened and he fell to the ground. With a cry in his voice, he began to beg for mercy: "Please don't kill me, please don't kill me."

"I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, I'll pay for it, I have a lot of money, can I pay you for it, please, please let me live."

"damn thing!"

Big D cursed and didn't even look at him. He raised the knife in his hand and was about to chop it down: "Watch out for the next life. Just stay huddled on your island and don't come to our land."

"You don't come here just because you want to!"

At this moment.

A sharp siren sounded, and two lights hit Big D.

"Move the stuff away!"

Wu Zhihui gave instructions to Changmao, and Changmao quickly left, heading towards the dump truck where the cultural relics were loaded, started the truck and left in the other direction.

"Everyone stay still!"

The police officer scolded: "That guy with the knife, what do you want to do? What are you doing? Put down the knife!"

Two police cars stopped nearby, and several police officers rushed down and stopped Big D: "Don't mess around. Mr. Kosaka Ichiro is a person of status. Don't mess around. Put down the knife."

The .[-] gun in his hand was pointed directly at Big D: "Put down the knife, or I will shoot you!"

Big D gritted his teeth, hesitated for a while and then put down the knife.

"Sir!"

Ichiro Kosaka looked at the policeman who came up, as if he had met a savior. His voice broke when he spoke. He stood up from the ground and rushed directly to the policeman: "Help me, save me!"

"These people are all madmen, madmen! They fought and killed people here."

He pointed at the eight fallen swordsmen on the ground: "These...these were all killed by them, catch him, catch them!"

"Excuse me!"

The police officer grabbed Kosaka Ichiro's hand and handcuffed it directly: "Mr. Kosaka Ichiro, we already know what happened tonight. You know better than us the specific reasons why these people are here."

"You guys." Kosaka Ichiro was stunned when he heard this and looked at the handcuffs on his hands.

"Song Zijie from Sai Kung Police Station!"

Song Zijie took out his ID and waved it in front of Ichiro Kosaka: "If anything happens, let's talk about it after we return to the police station. You are not a good person, right?"

Song Zijie was arranged by Superintendent Xu.

After what happened in Tsuen Wan at night, word spread quickly in the circle. Shi Zecheng, who was being ordered to track down the whereabouts of cultural relics and conduct a secret search, called Superintendent Xu as soon as he heard the news.

Superintendent Xu thought for a moment and arranged for Song Zijie from the Saigon Police Station to rush here non-stop.

Tsuen Wan Police Station is not within his sphere of influence, and he must not let Tsuen Wan Police Station take people away.

"Humph?"

Listening to Song Zijie's words, Kosaka Ichiro snorted: "Oh, so you are here to uphold justice?!"

At first, Ichiro Kosaka thought that the visitor was sent by William the Ghost, but now it seems that it is not the case anymore.

"You can understand it that way." Song Zijie raised his hand and pulled the hem of his clothes: "Let's go, get in the car with us."

talking.

He motioned to the clerk to drag Kosaka Ichiro into the car.

"Wait a moment?"

Kosaka Ichiro frowned and looked at Song Zijie, then pointed at Wu Zhihui and the others: "What about them? If I read correctly, you are preparing to leave?!"

"Ah."

Song Zijie nodded angrily: "The rest of the matter is not our responsibility. There will be a special department to handle this matter. You don't need to teach me how to do it."

His mission is to take Ichiro Kosaka away, and Superintendent Xu will talk to him in detail later.

At this moment.

Police sirens sounded again in the distance.

Inspector Li, who had gone and returned, appeared again. After the accident, he thought about running away for fear of being implicated, but halfway there, he was called back by Zhang Jingliang.

He came back just for the cultural relics with Ichiro Kosaka. William knew that things had been messed up and had no choice but to keep Ichiro Kosaka. In addition, he should hold these cultural relics in his hands first and make new plans later.

If Ichiro Kosaka doesn't care, a series of problems will arise in the future. There is no way.

"Aberdeen Police Station, Inspector Li."

Inspector Li showed his ID to Song Zijie: "Leave this Mr. Kosaka Ichiro to me, and we will take over him."

"Ah."

Song Zijie was young and energetic, and didn't give him any face at all: "They are also inspectors, why should they be given to you?"

"Excuse me."

Inspector Li didn't give him any face: "Your Saigon Police Department, I'm afraid you're still not qualified to work here and handle cases, right?"

"I don't have one. Do you have one at the Aberdeen Police Station?" Song Zijie refused to give in.

"Really."

Inspector Li took out an appointment letter signed by William the Ghost: "Look, I have all the documents. This matter is really under my control."

talking.

He couldn't help but motioned to his subordinates to go up and get the people, and looked at Song Zijie: "Take care of your people, and don't be disrespectful. If you disobey, I guarantee that you will be suspended before dawn!"

After a pause, he added: "I said so!"

Song Zijie looked at Inspector Li with a cold face and said nothing.

"You can make a phone call."

Inspector Li looked at Song Zijie who was silent: "I know, you are just a handler. You can't make the decision. You can ask your boss."

"go!"

Song Zijie gritted his teeth, waved his hand and drove off with a cold expression on his face.

"Excuse me."

Inspector Li took out the key and helped Ichiro Kosaka open the handcuffs: "Mr. Kosaka is shocked. You are a businessman doing business in Xiangjiang. How could you be a person suspected of smuggling cultural relics?"

He looked at Wu Zhihui: "Are you the person in charge here? Hand over the things."

"what?"

Wu Zhihui raised his eyebrows and looked at Inspector Li.

"Search!"

Inspector Li didn't talk nonsense and called his men to search, but Changmao drove him away long ago and didn't find anything at all.

"Catch him, catch them!"

When Ichiro Kosaka saw the police supporting him, his back stiffened again: "They took the things away and grabbed them all. They will definitely find out."

"take away."

Inspector Li thought for a moment, waved his hand, and the boy went up to pull him away, but he was stopped by Wu Zhihui and the number gang, and they pushed forward one by one.

"let him!"

Inspector Li tried to threaten and took out a .[-].

"You know what's going on better than I do."

Wu Zhihui stared at Inspector Li: "Someone will go to the police station to handle tonight's matter, but if you want to pull someone in now."

His tone became more serious: "I can guarantee that all of your police cars will be overturned! Including you!"

"you!"

Inspector Li's face turned cold after hearing Wu Zhihui's words: "You threaten me? How dare I threaten the police?!"

"I don't dare, of course I don't dare to overturn your police car."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and looked at Inspector Li: "However, I am just stating the facts. There are so many people on the scene, it is useless for me to say anything. I can't control what they want to do."

"Wu Zhihui!"

Inspector Li squeezed out three words through his teeth, stared at Wu Zhihui, gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, feeling that Wu Zhihui really dared to do this.

There must be more than 100 people at the scene. What would really happen if I really push them into a hurry? There are so many people that I don’t know who did it. When the time comes, just arrange for someone to take over. The only ones who will suffer are the ones who did it. Own.

"Walk."

Inspector Li thought for a moment and had no choice but to grit his teeth and give up. He could just take Ichiro Kosaka away, and his mission would be considered completed.

"Just leave like this?"

Ichiro Kosaka was unwilling to accept it. He looked at Inspector Li who was about to leave and yelled at him: "Is this how your Xiangjiang police force does things?!"

"Catch them, don't let any of them go, catch them all, catch them all!"

"Go!"

Inspector Li looked at Ichiro Kosaka who was yelling at him, frowned and scolded: "I am only responsible for the current affairs. As for how to handle this case, there will be a dedicated person to handle it!"

"As for your own affairs, I can't control it. What you want to do is a matter for the future."

"idiot!"

Ichiro Kosaka gritted his teeth. Seeing that he couldn't control Inspector Li, he was unwilling to turn to Wu Zhihui and put down his harsh words: "Wu Zhihui, I remember you. I want you to take him away without eating."

"idiot!"

Wu Zhihui curled his lips: "This sentence means that you can't eat and walk around. The local dog should not imitate the foreign duck's call. I think you should think about how to deal with the dirty things on your body before dealing with me."

"With so many people watching at the scene, you are armed with a gun, attempted murder, and abetting murder. Many charges are waiting for you."

"Hahaha"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Ichiro Kosaka suddenly threw his head back and laughed, as if he heard a big joke: "Damn it, do you know who I am, Ichiro Kosaka?!"

"I, one of the persons in charge of Wujing Real Estate and Wujing Sand Factory, a businessman with important business cooperation projects in Hong Kong, and I have a very good relationship with people from the Hong Kong Police Force. Who do you think would believe what you guys say? ah?!"

He looked at Wu Zhihui extremely arrogantly: "I have money in my hands, I have connections, I have money, I have connections, I will be released on bail at dawn tomorrow, but you may not know, I will bite you to death Yours."

"Keep my treasures safe for me, and let the long-haired boy take care of them. When I come out, I will come back to you with my own hands. If anything happens to those treasures, I will kill you." !”

After hearing what Kosaka Ichiro said, everyone immediately gathered around him, staring at him eagerly.

"gone!"

Inspector Li looked at the Ma Zai who were glaring at Kosaka Ichiro around him. He was so angry that he urged Kosaka Ichiro: "Let's go!"

"Don't pull me!"

Kosaka Ichiro was in high spirits, and shook off Inspector Li's hand holding him. He looked at Wu Zhihui and his group, then reached out and pointed at Wu Haonan, who was standing next to Daquan Min:

"And you, damn China pig, your boss took my money and my benefits to do this for me, but you, you betrayed us."

"You helped them defect in battle. Damn traitor and lackey. You should commit suicide by committing seppuku! You have no samurai spirit at all. Just wait, I will be the first to come to you."

Kosaka Ichiro believes that if Wu Haonan hadn't defected and participated in the battle, his eight-person team would have been able to kill Aji and the others.

"And you!"

Ichiro Kosaka pointed at the other number gang members: "You are a bunch of China pigs, none of you can escape. If you betray us, there will be only one end!"

These people were originally part of the team transporting goods tonight, but in the end, they all followed Wu Haonan and turned against him.

"Go!"

Inspector Li frowned and felt very unhappy as he looked at Ichiro Kosaka who was shouting curses and getting extremely excited.

It sounds weird, why is it that you are also scolding yourself?

"okay!"

Ichiro Kosaka waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the police car not far away: "Wait for me."

Behind.

Wu Haonan stood there with an uncertain expression, looking coldly at Ichiro Kosaka who turned around to get in the car.

He slapped the two knives in Daquan Min's hands, turned around, and without saying a word, got directly into the dump truck parked behind him, pushed the driver who was sitting inside, and twisted the car key to start the dump truck. Leading car.

"Hey!"

Wu Haonan stuck his head out of the window and shouted to Ichiro Kosaka.

The cigarette held in the corner of his mouth smoked blue smoke.

Ichiro Kosaka heard the sound and subconsciously turned around. In his sight, the headlights of the dump truck were so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. He subconsciously closed his eyes and raised his hand to block the dazzling light.

"I, Wu Haonan, will never be your little devil's lackey!"

Wu Haonan's voice was loud, he stepped on the accelerator, and the dump truck roared and rushed forward.

"parking!"

"What are you doing!"

Inspector Li was startled when he saw this. He looked at the oncoming dump truck and immediately jumped away to avoid it.

"Oh!"

The dump truck moved forward like a ferocious beast and directly knocked out Ichiro Kosaka, who was standing there without reacting.

"what!"

Kosaka Ichiro's scream sounded.

The dump truck kept on accelerating, pushing him and hitting the police car behind him.

"puff."

Following a dull and harsh sound of fractures, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Ichiro Kosaka was hit by a dump truck and hit the police car. The police car twisted and deformed and was deeply dented. As for Ichiro Kosaka who was caught inside, his chest collapsed completely.

"Cuckoo"

The drops of blood gathered into a river, dyeing the ground dark brown.

Wu Haonan jumped out of the car and looked at Kosaka Ichiro with an expressionless face. The cigarette in the corner of his mouth was still full of ashes.

"Ho ho."

Kosaka Ichiro was not dead. His Adam's apple was twitching and his throat made a sound of blood streaks getting stuck in his trachea. He was vomiting blood from his mouth and looked at Wu Haonan with wide eyes: "You dare to kill me."

With a tilt of the head, he was instantly killed.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Inspector Li woke up like a dream and looked at this scene with a stunned expression. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He quickly rushed up and pushed Wu Haonan to the ground: "Don't move!"

"Hold your head with your hands!"

Wu Haonan did not resist, the cigarette ashes in his mouth fell off, he was pushed to the ground, and his hands were handcuffed behind his back.

"Brother Min."

Wu Haonan turned to look at Daquan Min, who had the same astonished expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "Although I took the money, I did not betray the society. I didn't know about it. I am not his lackey."

"."

Daquan Min's lips twitched, his expression was complicated, and he shook his head: "I know, I didn't blame you."

"Thank you, Brother Min!"

Wu Haonan replied angrily and loudly.

"Be honest, be honest!"

Inspector Li sternly scolded the Ma Chai who were approaching him, grabbed Wu Haonan and sent him to the police car, holding the point thirty-eight in his hand to intimidate everyone.

"Everyone be quiet."

Daquan Min raised his hand to greet the number gang: "Let them go."

Wu Haonan killed Ichiro Kosaka in front of the police. This is an indisputable fact and there is no way to escape it.

"damn it."

Inspector Li pushed Wu Haonan into the police car with a shrug and a push: "Crazy, a bunch of crazy!"

We can't stay in this place any longer. Let's go. Let's go quickly.

Damn little devil, he has no idea what the heavens and the earth are. If he is told to leave, he has to speak harsh words to these lunatics, and he doesn’t know how he will die.

"Sir Li!"

Wu Zhihui looked at Inspector Li who was about to leave, and shouted loudly: "What happened to Wu Haonan when he was taken away by you, so many of us saw it."

"A lawyer will go to the police station to see you in a moment. If our lawyer sees any other injuries on him, we will accuse you of abusive lynching."

Others didn't understand, but Wu Zhihui knew this, so of course he had to intimidate him to avoid Wu Haonan's physical pain.

As Wu Zhihui spoke, Ma Zai, who had a Leica camera hanging around his neck, quickly picked up the camera and started shooting.

"Grass!"

After listening to Wu Zhihui's words, Inspector Li gritted his teeth and had to reply: "We always do things according to the police regulations, and we can't touch him!"

"There is a kind!"

Wu Zhihui looked at the police car leaving quickly and looked at Daquan Min: "Wu Haonan is also a man."

"I will ask my best lawyer Zhang San to follow up on this matter. Ichiro Kosaka is the first to kill with a gun. Wu Haonan will not be able to sit still for long."

"Ah."

Daquan Min responded. Their number gang also had a corporate lawyer. He looked at Wu Zhihui with a complicated expression: "I really didn't expect that things would develop like this tonight."

He stretched out his hand: "Zhang Jianzhong is cheating on you, and our number is a favor to you."

"Don't say so much."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and glanced at the chaotic scene: "Let's arrange for someone to handle the rest of the matter and finish it off."

"Our number will help with [-]% of this matter, and your people will handle the remaining [-]%."

Daquan Min made a mental calculation and called the number gang members to leave.

"call"

Wu Zhihui breathed out and looked at the messy scene: "It's called Baiche."

late at night.

Coastal single-family villa.

William, the ghost guy, kept sucking on the cigar in his hand. From time to time, he poured a little whiskey and drank it, tugging at his collar irritably.

In front of the large balcony, Zhang Jingliang held a mobile phone in his hand and walked back and forth restlessly, around and around.

At this moment.

The mobile phone rang.

Zhang Jingliang hurriedly answered the call, and William the Ghost also cast his gaze, looking at Zhang Jingliang who was holding the phone in a daze: "How is it? Are you done?"

"."

Zhang Jingliang's face was pale, he looked at the ghost William, and replied bravely: "Ichiro Kosaka is dead, he was hit to death."

"Where's that batch?!"

William gritted his teeth and crushed the cigar in his hand. He stood up from his seat and said, "Have you brought your things back? Have you brought them back to the police station? I'll have them transferred right now!"

"No no."

Zhang Jingliang said in a low voice: "The thing is missing, they didn't find it at the scene."

"what?!"

William slapped his hand on the table and stared at Zhang Jingliang: "Rice, a bunch of losers, how could they not be found!"

Zhang Jingliang did not give the answer he wanted.

"Damn!"

William gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. He raised his hand and swept away the wine bottle in front of him, gasping for breath: "Damn it, useless thing, useless thing!"

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Jingliang: "Where is that person? Have they all been captured? Beat them to death. I don't believe they won't take out their things."

"There were too many people at the scene. There were only three of them and they couldn't control them at all. Besides, Ichiro Kosaka was not clean either. He also held a gun and called people over to steal things. A fight broke out at the scene."

Although Zhang Jingliang was not at the scene, he guessed: "It must have been the number gang or Wu Zhihui's people who moved the things."

He looked at the angry William and whispered an explanation: "Don't worry, Inspector Li said, Ichiro Kosaka saw a leader with long hair and drove away early."

"The thing must be in their hands. They must push someone out to carry it. I will talk to them."

"Humph."

William bit his cigar and said angrily: "I hope so!"

"I'm going to deal with this first."

Zhang Jingliang glanced at William, stepped away from here, and sat in the car. His expression suddenly darkened.

Wu Zhihui.

Wu Zhihui is the biggest variable in this matter. If his people hadn't stopped him, nothing would have happened tonight. This batch of things must be in his hands.

The long-haired leader that Ichiro Kosaka mentioned must be Wu Zhihui's long-haired boy. He is the only one with long hair.

"I hope you won't let me down again this time!"

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Give me back the things, and I can give you a chance. Otherwise, don't blame me for being angry."

"Where are you going, Sir Zhang?"

"Police station."

Zhang Jingliang breathed out, closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat: "Go back to the police station first. I can't go back tonight. I have to deal with their mess first."

(End of this chapter)