Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 198 Is it amazing?You have more bullet holes than me! 1.4W
outside the villa.

Across an intersection.

Song Zijie and his assistant were sitting in a car. The car was parked in the shadows under the trees, perfectly hidden.

Each of them held the files on the charges against Zhang Jingliang in their hands and read them carefully.

"Chief Inspector Zhang Jingliang has been involved in many cases, and he once participated in a robbery with several former subordinates."

Song Zijie ordered his men: "Tonight, we are here to catch them."

"Da da da"

Gunshots were heard inside the villa.

The clerk sat upright after hearing the gunshots and looked at Song Zijie: "Sir Song, there are gunshots inside, do we want to go in?"

"Fool."

Song Zijie rolled his eyes angrily and shook the cigarette in his hand: "Can't you hear the sound of gunfire? It's the sound of a light machine gun. Can our .[-] shoot past them? We're in such a hurry to go in, Go in and shoot with a submachine gun?!"

The waiter shrank his neck when he heard this, shrugged angrily and said nothing. He didn't want to go in and die.

"What's the hurry? There will be a group of guys coming to help in the evening."

Song Zijie took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Wu Zhihui sitting next to him: "Let's just stay outside for now. There's no need to worry."

"it is good."

The guy nodded and pressed the intercom to tell the guys in the car behind him not to act rashly and to follow the command in all their actions.

back seat.

Wu Zhihui sat next to Song Zijie, smoking a cigarette with his fingers on the car window, looking at the outline of the villa in front of him.

"Wu Sheng."

Song Zijie turned to look at Wu Zhihui and asked for his opinion: "What are your plans for the next action?"

Superintendent Xu has already approached him. Wu Zhihui will be involved in this matter together, and his people will go to work first, so Song Zijie will let his people wait outside first.

"I don't have any plans."

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and looked at his watch.

The news has been given to Abu and the others, and it is almost time to arrive. They should be here soon.

"Let's go."

Wu Zhihui opened the door and got out of the car: "Let's go to the front to check the situation and let your people wait here."

"We're all waiting."

Song Zijie hung the intercom on his waist: "When I need you to take action, I will call you through the intercom."

He held the Point [-] in his hand and followed Wu Zhihui out of the car. The two of them walked to the villa in front of him one after the other.

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in the villa.

"wheeze. wheeze"

Zhang Jingliang pressed his hands on his knees and gasped for air, his chest rising and falling violently with his heavy breathing.

He stared at William in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Ah."

William screamed and covered his head, blood flowing down the gaps between his fingers, and collapsed on the ground. He noticed Zhang Jingliang's eyes and looked at him with fear: "Stop fighting, stop fighting."

next to.

The five ghost guys who were pointed at by Weichong were silent and did not dare to speak out, for fear that they would be angered by Zhang Jingliang.

They never imagined that Zhang Jingliang, who was usually as respectful to William and them as a dog, would be so arrogant today.

In the yard outside the villa.

Hua Wenjie's two men were waving hoes and shovels in front of the lawn planted in the yard, digging hard.

Zhang Jingliang glanced outside and stepped forward.

"Don't kill me!"

William looked at Zhang Jingliang who was coming up, and subconsciously took a few steps back, fearing that Zhang Jingliang would "snap" him.

"Don't worry, you are a high-ranking police superintendent. How could I kill you?"

Zhang Jingliang stepped up to William, put it on his shoulder slightly, raised his hand to light a cigarette, and looked at William coldly: "Do you know what they are digging outside?"

"do not know."

William shook his head subconsciously.

"Boom!"

Zhang Jingliang put the cigarette in his mouth, grabbed the micro punch and hit William hard on the face with a sweeping movement. The sound of broken nose bones was accompanied by a scream.

"IDK."

Zhang Jingliang took a puff of his cigarette and muttered to himself: "You don't know anything, why do you want to be the superintendent, you useless thing!"

He pointed hard outside: "They are digging for banknotes!"

Then his eyes fell on the other five ghost guys: "Do you know what they are digging outside?"

"Bills, bills!"

The five ghost guys scrambled to answer, for fear of falling behind. Each one was like a primary school student vying for an answer when facing a teacher's question and knowing the answer, so as to get the teacher's praise and affirmation.

"Ah."

Zhang Jingliang looked at the reactions of the five people and felt inexplicably happy. When will the ghost guy nod and bow to him?

He, Zhang Jingliang, has been in the police force for most of his life. He has always been as humble as a dog when facing ghosts, but he has never been like this before.

Cool.

Especially cool.

The burden of being oppressed against his will was easily lifted one day, bringing an unprecedented sense of relief to the aggrieved Zhang Jingliang.

He nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at William: "Then do you know why I buried a sum of money here?!"

"I don't know."

William was about to answer subconsciously, but the bridge of his nose was still hurting, so he immediately changed his mind: "It's not safe to store it in a bank."

"wrong answer!"

Zhang Jingliang picked up the shot and shot it again. William blocked in advance, and the gun barrel hit both arms, causing unusual pain.

"You know nothing, you understand nothing, you are not qualified to sit in the position of superintendent at all!"

Zhang Jingliang roared emotionally: "Trash Dim Sum, if I hadn't been helping you with things over the years and helping you solve one case after another, how the hell would you be where you are today?!"

He took a breath and puffed out the smoke as he asked himself: "Back then, I asked you to help me, and you asked me for a house."

"I agreed. For the sake of your relationship, I gritted my teeth and found a way to get the money. When I bought the house, before renovating it, I buried all the remaining funds in my hand in this yard. "

William looked at Zhang Jingliang with twinkling eyes, not daring to answer the question at all. His whole body was tense, ready for Zhang Jingliang's surprise attack at any time.

"This money is buried here just to wait for today's situation."

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth, leaving a row of clear teeth marks on the filter: "Back then, when I bought this villa at a high price and gave it to you, I told myself that if you accept my things, then I will You have to see the benefits.”

"As long as you William don't throw yourself into the street, I will definitely climb up with you, step by step. If you dare to accept my things but don't do anything, then I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"

Zhang Jingliang let out a breath and said truthfully, "Do you know how I got this money? I robbed it, so I buried it here without worrying about anyone finding out."

"No one would have thought that a police superintendent would hide such a large sum of money in a secret private villa, would they?"

"And when I need to use this money, it must be that I have been forced to the point of no retreat. I need to use this money, so you must not be on my side at this time."

"That's just right. I'll dig out the banknotes and run away, and get rid of you along the way. Isn't this idea perfect?"

"..."

William trembled and stepped back again, hitting the coffee table behind him, leaving him with no way out.

"Come!"

Zhang Jingliang turned to look at the five ghost subordinates: "Tell me, why should I bury a sum of money here?"

"Safe, stable, take the money and run away and you can kill William!"

"Because it's very safe here and it's Superintendent William's territory."

The five ghost guys once again scrambled to come up with their own conclusions and understandings. Although each had different opinions, they all gave a general summary.

After several people finished speaking, they all looked at Zhang Jingliang nervously and cautiously.

This is like a primary school student who was selected by the teacher to stand up and answer a question. After answering, he didn't know whether his answer was correct or not, so he carefully observed the teacher's reaction.

"Hahaha"

Zhang Jingliang looked at the expressions of the five ghost guys, and he threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was extremely arrogant, and his arrogance was also filled with incomparable relief.

Hua Wenjie looked at Zhang Jingliang, who was looking up and laughing, with an equally sad expression.

"Ajay!"

Zhang Jingliang stopped speaking in vain and turned to look at Hua Wenjie: "Come on, tell me, am I going too far?"

"Ghost William promoted me after all, but am I a little ungrateful to him now?"

"cut!"

Hua Wenjie curled his lips in disdain and looked at William and sneered: "He is such a useless waste. It was not because of Sir Zhang's praise that he had the chance to rise to the top all these years."

"Without this bloodline, this kind of trash would have been beheaded to death on the street long ago."

"Ah."

Zhang Jingliang nodded in agreement.

"clang"

A crisp collision sound came from the yard.

The two men put down their shovels and hoes and began to plan with their hands. Soon a cement-filled box appeared.

The two of them worked together to lift up the cement board covering it, leaving aside the sand covering the outside, revealing the banknotes inside.

Zhang Jingliang has done many cases over the years, among which he has been involved in flour smuggling cases and has an understanding of the flour smuggling and packaging techniques.

Therefore, it is easy to waterproof the banknotes buried in the ground without asking anyone else.

Stacks of banknotes are bundled and coded in a waterproof paper package. From time to time, a few packages of waterproof and insect-proof dry matter are placed in a plastic paper package. The outside is covered with several layers of waterproof oil paper, and then placed in a sealed cement box and buried in the ground. There is no problem at all.

"Sir Zhang!"

The two men quickly put the money into the canvas bag, carried the bag into the hall and placed it in front of Zhang Jingliang: "All the money was dug out, there is no problem."

"very good."

Zhang Jingliang bent down and squatted on the ground, reached out to grab the banknotes inside, and stroked the banknotes with his fingers to feel its unique texture: "Well, sure enough, banknotes are the most secure."

His eyes were hot, and the smile on Qian's face disappeared again, and turned coldly, looking at William.

Hua Wenjie understood Zhang Jingliang's eyes and strode over to drag William to Zhang Jingliang.

William knelt down in front of Zhang Jingliang with a pop, grabbed his thighs with both hands and shook him: "Chief Inspector Zhang, you have already got the money. You can leave quickly. I can pretend that nothing has happened, okay?"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Jingliang sneered and looked at William condescendingly: "What? Are you anxious to drive me away?"

"No no."

William looked at Zhang Jingliang's eyes and quickly shook his head in denial: "That's not what I meant, yes, yes, yes, you don't have to leave, I will pretend that nothing has happened, everyone."

"Oh!"

Zhang Jingliang raised his foot and kicked William out. He glared at him with stern eyes and growled: "The Yan family shovel, if you didn't force me to remove me from my position, I wouldn't have to go to where I am today." This step!”

"It's all thanks to you, William, that I'm where I am today. I just don't understand. It's just a few broken jars. If you throw them away, why do you keep holding on to them?"

He pointed at William and yelled: "If you hadn't forced me to track down the whereabouts of these things, I wouldn't have broken up with Wu Zhihui, and nothing else would have happened, and I wouldn't have arrived. You're running away today!"

"I can continue to carry out my undercover mission, take down Wu Zhihui's people, and continue to move up the police force step by step, reaching the position of superintendent or even higher!"

Zhang Jingliang looked up at the ceiling, with a hint of longing in his eyes: "I have already thought about it. By the time [-] comes, I will retire by then, and I will take this money to immigrate to other places."

Speaking of it.

He pulled William forward by his collar, threw him to the ground, and kicked him violently: "It's all your fault. It's all your fault, this Yan family shovel. I haven't done my job as an errand, and now I'm going to be forced to take the money and run away." , it’s all your damn fault!”

Zhang Jingliang frantically vented his inner anger. The anger he had accumulated over the years surged out and kicked William violently.

"In the beginning, in order to catch up with you, you were so arrogant. You spoke English but not Chinese. I, Zhang Jingliang, don't know English. I had no choice. I learned it by myself after work every day, letter by letter, and learned to speak English. "

Zhang Jingliang's face turned red and the veins on his neck were exposed: "I have served you for so many years and helped you with so many things, but now I have fallen to this point?"

"I'm as obedient as a fucking dog in front of you, and you want to dismiss me just because of these broken things?"

He angrily grabbed William, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose, glared at him and roared: "Come, speak English to me, now, tell me loudly that you should wash in the ditch!"

"Mmmm."

William's old face had already swollen into a pig's head, and he shook his head crazily.

"Say!"

Zhang Jingliang yelled, grabbed Wei Chong and pointed it directly at William: "If you don't tell me, I will shoot you foreign devil to death right now!"

Zhang Jingliang had suppressed it for too long, and when he finally broke his skin, he vented his long-suppressed anger on William.

"All right."

Hua Wenjie looked at Zhang Jingliang, who was out of control and extremely angry, and reached out to grab Wei Chong: "Sir Zhang, calm down first. This interest in fighting the streets can still be used. Please bear with it for now."

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his hand. It was now seven forty, eight o'clock, and they could leave at eight o'clock.

When the time comes, the contacted speedboat will dock to pick them up and drive all the way to the cruise ship parked on the high seas.

Once you get there, it will be completely safe. Then you can take a flight to the United States.

Zhang Jingliang had a very detailed plan for today's retreat route. He first lured William over, controlled the gang in the villa, and dug out the banknotes buried in the villa.

The villa is close to the sea, and there is a beach not far ahead. When the time comes, they can run away when the ship comes.

As for the ghost guy William, he took it in his hands first. If something happened in the middle, William, as a superintendent, was fully capable of becoming their shield and could use William as a hostage to escape.

"Grass!"

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to resist the urge to shoot William directly. He stood up with a wave of his hand and took out the cigarette distractedly.

No one could understand his current mood. Originally, in order to have a prosperous career in the police force, he had humbled himself in front of the ghost guy, but now all his efforts were in vain.

"clatter."

Hua Wenjie walked to his side and sent the flames from the lighter to Zhang Jingliang: "Sir Zhang, I completely understand you."

He then took out a cigarette and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking. He frequently raised his hand and looked at his watch, waiting for the appointed time to arrive, his eyes switching back and forth between the watch and the outside.

at the same time.

On the other side of the villa.

A silver van drove over and stopped on the side of the road.

The car door opened, and Abu got out of the car with Tian Yangzhi and his group. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the wall of the villa, then started walking along the wall carrying a canvas bag.

Wu Zhihui and Song Zijie were also walking along the wall, and they met to meet up.

"Only four people?"

Song Zijie looked at Abu and the four of them with some surprise: "There are so many people among them, but there are still some slight gunshots. You heard the gunfire just now."

"How about I just call my guys over, and we can rush in from the front and attack them."

Wu Zhihui ignored him, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then looked at Abu: "Let's get started."

Abu nodded, glanced at the towering wall, and then turned to look at Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangzhi.
Tian Yangzhi and Tian Yangyi stood separately under the wall, standing with their backs tense, their waists sank, and their arms stretched out.

Abu and Tianyangsi stepped back to distance themselves.

Abu rushed towards Tianyangzhi with a running start, raised his foot and stepped on Tianyangzhi's arm. The moment Abu stepped on, his arm exerted force, lifted Abu up with force, and sent him directly up.

Abu took advantage of the situation and stepped on the wall. He hooked the top of the wall with his right hand and climbed over the wall easily. Tianyangsi climbed up in the same way.

"This"

Song Zijie stood under the wall and witnessed the whole process. He was stunned. What kind of tacit understanding is needed to achieve such smooth cooperation?

and also.

Such a high wall, can you go up it?
The two stood on the wall and first scanned the inside of the villa.

The villa is very quiet. Standing up here, you can see the dug-out yard and the lights projected on the ground from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall.

Abu turned his head and nodded to them. Tian Yangzhi threw the canvas bag up. He and Tian Yangyi followed behind and started running. With the help of Abu and Tian Yangsi, they successfully climbed over the fence.

There was a dull sound in the wall, and the four people disappeared on the wall.

"Crack..Crack"

Several people opened the canvas bags and began to distribute the equipment.

Abu, Tian Yangzhi and Tian Yangyi walked towards the courtyard, while Tian Yangsi carried Weichong on his back and walked along the fence to the second floor terrace.

Outside the fence.

"Wu Sheng."

Song Zijie shrugged helplessly: "They have gone in, how can the two of us get in?"

"Um"

Wu Zhihui pondered for a moment and looked at Song Zijie's figure: "How about you stand underneath and use it as a ladder for me?!"

"Forget it."

Song Zijie looked at Wu Zhihui, then at his own body, and chose to refuse without hesitation. He was afraid that Wu Zhihui would step on him and break his waist: "Let's think of other ways."

in the villa.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhang Jingliang and Hua Wenjie were smoking cigarettes. They raised their hands and looked at their watches. It was already seven-fifty.

It’s almost time to get on the boat and leave at the agreed location on the beach ahead.

"Let's go, Sir Zhang."

Hua Wenjie raised his hand and flicked the cigarette butt away: "Take the money and get ready to leave."

Suddenly, there was a sound from the other side of the wall. He immediately frowned, grabbed Wei Chong and yelled: "Who?!"

No one responded.

"A Zong!"

Hua Wenjie stared at the shadow in front of him: "Go and take a look!"

"it is good."

Azong nodded, grabbed Wei Chong and walked out of the hall, walked towards the wall, quickly came here, walked along the wall, and found nothing unexpected.

"fine."

Azong stood under the tree, his tense nerves relaxed, he exhaled and waved his hand to Hua Wenjie: "It's okay, maybe it's a wild cat... Hmm..."

Before he could finish his words, a black shadow flashed above his head.

Abu fell from the tree and landed behind him. He strangled his gun-holding hand with his left hand, waved his right hand expressionlessly, quickly and accurately, then pushed Azong away and disappeared into the yard.

"puff!"

Azong only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and then a blood line burst out on his neck. The blood line spurted out blood mist, and his eyes turned red.

under the lights.

The spray of red blood mist is particularly dazzling, like drizzle.

"ho"

Azong made a hoarse sound in his throat, subconsciously raised his hands to cover his neck, and staggered forward a few steps.

However, no matter how hard he covered it, a large amount of blood spurted out. His body lost balance and he took two steps forward. He fell directly to the ground with a "pop", and his body twitched twice and stopped moving.

Under the body.

Blood red stained the grass.

Without firing a shot, he just jumped into the street.

Zhang Jingliang stood aside and froze in place when he saw this scene.

"A Zong!"

Hua Wenjie's eyes widened and he looked at Azong who was rushing to the street. He roared, picked up the micro rush in his hand and pulled the trigger in that direction.

"Da da da"

Microshots left a hole in the wall, followed by silence.

"Who? Who?!"

Hua Wenjie roared angrily, and there was silence and no one responded.

Just then.

Tian Yangsi reached in from the balcony upstairs and pulled down the main switch, and the house suddenly fell into darkness.

William the Ghost immediately crawled over to the corner next to him.

"Hold on!"

An unpleasant feeling flashed through Zhang Jingliang's mind. He seemed to have guessed who was coming, and loudly gave instructions: "The power control room is on the second floor. Someone has entered on the second floor. Ding Wang, you are stuck on the stairs!" "

He rushed slightly and immediately left the floor-to-ceiling glass window and stood close to the wall: "Ajie and I will guard the door. Xiaojing will help set up the second floor!"

After all, Zhang Jingliang is a chief inspector who started from the bottom. He has participated in the investigation of many cases. He did not lose his head when encountering problems and began to take command of the scene.

That is to say, taking advantage of the brief moment when the lights were turned off, Abu and the others had already reached the outside of the villa hall and stood against the wall.

"Zhang Jingliang!"

Tian Yangzhi's voice sounded outside: "Do you know who is coming to see you?!"

"It's you?!"

Although Zhang Jingliang had expected it, his heart still sank when he actually heard Tian Yangzhi's voice.

"Yes!"

Tian Yangzhi responded angrily: "You dare to hack our money, so be prepared to bury it here today."

"Hahaha"

Zhang Jingliang sneered and curled his lips disdainfully: "Since I, Zhang Jingliang, dare to seek cooperation with you, then I dare to touch you!"

"If you have the ability, rush in and do me!"

It was quiet outside.

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth, seeing that they would not be fooled and would not take the initiative to charge, he did not dare to act rashly.

"Sisi!"

Abu's voice sounded in the villa.

As his voice fell, Tianyangsi, who had already touched the stairs, pressed down the muzzle of his gun, pulled the micro-ram trigger in his hand, and started shooting towards the hall.

"Da da da!"

Ding Wang and Xiao Jing, who were stuck on the stairs, quickly fired back and fired. In the dark night, three micro-guns fired with tongues of fire, illuminating their outlines.

Tianyangsi fired a few shots and then retreated. Ding Wang and Xiaojing squeezed the triggers and fired a round of bullets in an instant. They quickly changed positions and took out the magazines to replace them.

Zhang Jingliang's men all retired from the police force and have practical experience. They are not stupid at all.

Tianyangsi listened to the sound, and then came out again with a slight rush, and fired a few more shots at the place where the light was just in the darkness, but missed.

In fact, both sides were hiding behind bunkers and did not show their presence at all. They only exposed their guns and fired randomly, because no one had the courage to show up and shoot at each other.

The same is true for fighting. The rifle is raised above the head, and the bullets are swept away. The next person moves on, while he changes the magazine and prepares for the next round.

"Da da da"

Ding Wang and Xiaojing started shooting again, but as soon as they fired, Tianyangsi disappeared again.

"No, he did it on purpose. We have limited bullets!"

Zhang Jingliang remained motionless while stuck in the window. Watching their shooting, he quickly discovered the clues and scolded: "There is only one person upstairs. Just touch him and charge him. Don't waste bullets!"

"The stairs are facing the door, be careful!" He and Hua Wenjie were stuck in their respective positions. They did not shoot to participate. Shooting would only reveal their positions.

Without saying a word, Xiaojing quickly moved toward the stairs.

He and Ding Wang held the stairs one behind the other, forming a fighting formation and firing at each other briefly. Ding Wang was in charge of the upstairs, and Xiao Jing was in charge of the door. The two of them advanced and retreated and slowly began to press towards the upstairs. Go up.

upstairs.

Tianyangsi was stuck on the stairs and didn't dare to come forward. After thinking for a while, he quickly retreated to the power box and reached out to push the power supply back.

The villa that was originally dark suddenly lit up again.

People in the dark will experience brief dazzling effects when the lights turn on. After the lights turn on, Xiaojing and Ding Wang at the entrance of the stairs paused for a moment, and then quickly walked upstairs.

That is, at this moment.

The location of the gate.

Tian Yangzhi rolled over from the door and used the light to spot the two people's positions on the stairs in front of them. He shot out with a small shot of bullets.

On the right side of the door, Hua Wenjie, who was stuck in the door, was catching the movement outside. When he heard the sound outside, he was about to shoot Tian Yangzhi.

On the left side of the door, the black muzzle of the gun in Abu's hand was pointed at Hua Wenjie, and he fired directly. Hua Wenjie was so frightened that he immediately lost his accuracy and fired two shots randomly before turning back.

staircase.

"what!"

Xiaojing, who was backing up the stairs with Ding Wang at his back, couldn't dodge. Blood mist exploded on his shoulders. He screamed subconsciously and lost his balance.

Ding Wang heard his screams and subconsciously reached out to pull him.

Tianyangsi, who had been waiting at the top of the stairs, followed him forward and squeezed the micro-stroke trigger.

"Da da da"

Intensive gunfire swept across, countless blood holes exploded on Ding Wang and Xiaojing, and Gu Longlong rolled down the stairs.

"Fuck you!"

Zhang Jingliang looked at the two people rolling down the stairs and glanced in that direction randomly, his breathing became quite heavy.

He originally had full confidence in his men, who had previous cooperation experience in the police force, but he greatly underestimated Tian Yangzhi and his gang.

In this case, how could they reach such a high level of tacit understanding without any dialogue? !
Two more members were lost, leaving them with an advantage at a deadlock.

···
Outside the fence.

Wu Zhihui drove the car over calmly, stopped against the wall, opened the door, and Song Zijie ran over: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's really hot inside."

Wu Zhihui stepped on the front of the van and stood on the roof. Song Zijie quickly followed. The height of the van plus the height of the two of them was just enough to expose half of their bodies.

Just as Song Zijie was about to climb over the wall and go in, Wu Zhihui reached out and pulled him back: "What are we going in for?"

"Not going in?"

"Did you hear that the gunshots were not as dense as before?"

Wu Zhihui raised his finger and pointed at the ID pinned on Song Zijie's chest: "Zhang Jingliang and the others are short of people, and they are afraid that you will send someone over. They will definitely want to leave directly now."

His tone was determined: "Just wait here, wait for them to come out, and as soon as they come out, we will shoot each child!"

"Forehead"

Listening to Wu Zhihui's words and looking at Wu Zhihui's sinister smile, Song Zijie thought that this was the case, and it was definitely effective.

But shooting black guns, this...
"If you don't drive, I will."

Wu Zhihui patted him on the shoulder and took his .[-] directly: "Don't worry, my shooting skills are very accurate. I like to shoot people from behind."

···
In the hall of the villa.

Zhang Jingliang looked at the money bag beside him, hooked his hand and pulled the money bag directly to him, looked at Hua Wenjie and gave him a look.

Withdraw, have to withdraw.

If we don't evacuate, the police will come. The speedboat has been waiting for too long at the beach. If no one comes, they will leave, and they won't be able to escape by then.

Hua Wenjie glanced at Ding Wang and Xiao Jing who were rushing towards the street over there. He had no choice but to tighten the grip on his hand, made a countdown gesture to Zhang Jingliang, and then charged towards the gate.

"Da da da"

Hua Wenjie pulled the trigger and fired at Abu and Tian Yangzhi at the door. Zhang Jingliang stood up and fired directly at the window, suppressing fire.

Hua Wenjie rushed out, jumped out of the door, rolled several times and hid behind the steps.

After he had a clear view of the positions of Abu and the three of them, he kept firing and shouted: "All three of them are at the nine o'clock position on your left."

Zhang Jingliang got the guidance and turned his gun to focus his firepower, which relieved Hua Wenjie's pressure.

The car at the gate was definitely out of reach. Hua Wenjie took the opportunity and ran into the villa garage, started the car and drove out. The car roared and backed up: "Get in!"

Zhang Jingliang gritted his teeth, shook off Wei Chong, picked up the money bag and ran directly to the car.

fence.

suddenly.

An old man appeared.

Wu Zhihui exposed half of his body, holding a .[-] in his hand, pointed the gun at the running Zhang Jingliang, and fired directly.

"boom!"

There was smoke from the muzzle of the .[-] gun, and the bullet hit Zhang Jingliang's thigh. Zhang Jingliang grunted in pain and lost his balance and fell down the steps, with the money bag in his hand rolling down.

One of the money bags had its zipper open and the money fell to the floor.

Wu Zhihui hit him with one shot and then retracted his body.

Hua Wenjie, who was originally sitting in the car and shooting, looked at Wu Zhihui who suddenly appeared on the wall. He turned his gun and fired at him. The bullet hit the wall and sparked sparks.

"Sir Zhang!"

Hua Wenjie roared and shouted at Zhang Jingliang: "Get in the car quickly."

"Da da da"

in the corner.

The three of them were exposed, and bullets were fired at Zhang Jingliang who was about to get up, scaring him so much that he did not dare to move.

The raging bullets hit the body of the car, leaving holes in the glass.

inside the car.

Hua Wenjie fired to cover, but suddenly the engine stalled and there was the sound of an empty machine, indicating that it was out of bullets.

Abu and the others walked out, looked coldly at Hua Wenjie who was sitting in the car, and pointed: "Were you the ones who helped Zhang Jingliang kill my brother?!"

"Yes!"

Hua Wenjie gave up and pushed the door open and got out of the car. He glanced at Zhang Jingliang, who was lying on the ground and covering his thigh, and looked at the three of them: "What? You want revenge?!"

Abu snorted coldly and walked up to Hua Wenjie with a cold face. Hua Wenjie looked at Abu who was walking up, clenched his fists and rushed towards Abu.

"Oh!"

Abu looked at Hua Wenjie, who was rushing forward, and suddenly kicked out his tight right leg, sending Hua Wenjie flying out before he could get close. He hit the car so hard that the door was dented a bit.

Abu accelerated forward and kicked Hua Wenjie directly in the stomach. Hua Wenjie, unable to dodge, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slid down weakly against the car.

But despite this, he still waved his fist and hit Abu.

"you are too slow."

Abu raised his hand and grabbed Hua Wenjie's wrist, looked at him coldly, and then turned it over with force. With a "click", Hua Wenjie's arm bent down at a strange angle.

"what!"

Hua Wenjie's expression was distorted and he started to cry out in pain.

"What? Does it hurt?"

Abu leaned down, clasped Hua Wenjie's neck with his right hand, and looked at him coldly: "Since you live in such pain, killing you will be a relief for you, right?"

He exerted force on his palms and twisted hard: "Go down and accompany my brothers!"

Abu stood up, without looking at Hua Wenjie who was rushing to the street. He bent down to pick up the canvas bag containing money that fell on the ground and turned around and walked outside.

Tian Yangzhi, Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangsi followed.

"Ho ho."

Zhang Jingliang panted heavily. After all, the body of an elderly person is not as good as that of a young man. He couldn't recover for a long time after tumbling down the steps.

"Money my money."

His eyes turned red and he murmured to himself: "If my rights are gone, my money will also be gone."

He looked at Abu who was about to leave with the money bag, and slowly climbed up from the ground, limping forward and reaching out to pick up the [-] points that fell on the ground.

Abu stopped, loosened his money bag, turned around and kicked Zhang Jingliang out, who had just raised the .[-]. He hit the car heavily, and the .[-] in his hand flew into the air.

The bullet nest bounced in the air and the bullets fell out. Abu grabbed Zhang Jingliang with his left hand and stretched out his right hand to catch the three bullets that fell in the air. He punched Zhang Jingliang in the stomach and raised his hand to directly feed the magazine into him. mouth.

"You can't even hold a gun, how can you kill people?!"

Abu gave him a cold look: "What a s**t!"

The group of people took their money bags and turned around to leave.

"Ugh."

Zhang Jingliang staggered and stood there, covering his neck and retching.

Outside the fence.

Sitting in the car, Abu and the others did not leave, but fired a few shots from time to time.

main entrance.

Wu Zhihui and Song Zijie walked in. After entering, Wu Zhihui closed the door directly with his backhand, and the heavy iron door made a creaking sound.

"Sir Zhang"

Wu Zhihui walked up to Zhang Jingliang and looked up and down at the embarrassed Zhang Jingliang: "Forget it, Sir Zhang is too raw. Let's call him Uncle Zhang. After all, you have such a good relationship with my father, right?"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Jingliang raised his head and glanced at Wu Zhihui, smiled foolishly, then sat down on the ground with difficulty, grabbed the canvas bag next to him, and put the fallen banknotes into the bag.

He dragged the canvas bag, crawled on the ground with his hands and feet, and began to pick up the bills bit by bit, muttering to himself: "Money, my money."

Zhang Jingliang picked up the banknotes bit by bit, stretched out his hand to twitch the banknotes that Wu Zhihui was stepping on, and raised his head: "Please give way."

Wu Zhihui stood there, motionless.

"excuse me."

Wu Zhihui looked down at him and shook his head.

"Give me a moment..Give me a moment."

Zhang Jingliang murmured to himself, then roared: "Please give in!"

Wu Zhihui kicked Zhang Jingliang away, snatched the canvas bag from his hand and threw it into the air. Money flew out of the open bag and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Wu Zhihui raised his Point [-] and hit the fuel tank of the car at the door. The gasoline flowed out along the hole.

"boom!"

Wu Zhihui pulled the trigger again, and the gasoline was instantly ignited by the sparks, carrying the banknotes on the ground, and instantly ignited a raging fire.

The fire spread along the flowing gasoline and ignited the car.

"what?"

Zhang Jingliang's eyes widened and he looked in disbelief at the fire spreading in front of him. He struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards the fire, but was forced back by the fire.

He looked at the fire in front of him with despair, looked around, grabbed the mop in the corner, and limped toward the fire, waving the mop in an attempt to put out the fire.

"Oh!"

The burning car exploded. Zhang Jingliang was pushed to the ground by the air wave. He got up again and shouted to Wu Zhihui: "Fight the fire... put out the fire."

He struggled to get up, grabbed the mop and continued to swing it. He watched the banknotes turn into ashes before his whole body collapsed on the ground.

"what"

Zhang Jingliang looked at the completely empty banknotes and howled in pain.

"You love money so much, why don't you just jump in?"

Wu Zhihui looked coldly at Zhang Jingliang with a painful expression, and said coldly: "For money and power, you will do anything, even kill your own good brothers. Now that the money is gone and the power is gone, you might as well die." Got it!"

"what"

Zhang Jingliang howled in pain and stared blankly at the fire in front of him. The firelight jumped on his face and dyed his face red.

"Hahaha"

He then laughed again: "Yes, I love money so much and am so obsessed with power. In order to chase him, I even killed my good brothers. I also arranged for my good brother's son to be an undercover agent."

He looked up at Wu Zhihui and said with a self-deprecating smile: "When you say it like this, it seems like it's really the case. If you say it, you'll get poked in the back."

Doorway.

William crawled out covered in blood.

In the random shooting just now, his thigh was hit by a stray bullet. He looked at Wu Zhihui and the other two people outside and listened to Zhang Jingliang's words: "Damn it, you damn thing."

"It turns out that Wu Zhihui is your undercover agent. Damn Zhang Jingliang, how dare you lie to me? Wu Zhihui is your undercover agent!"

William looked at the ID hanging on Song Zijie's chest and immediately felt confident: "I am Superintendent William, a senior police officer at the constitutional committee level. I order you to shoot Zhang Jingliang to death on the spot!"

"This damn thing Zhang Jingliang kidnapped and beat the superintendent, shot and killed an inspector-level police officer, kidnapped a police officer, and colluded with gangsters. Shoot him to death right now!"

Song Zijie looked at the ghost guy William, but had no reaction. Although William was the superintendent, he didn't have a good impression of the ghost guy.

As a police superintendent, he is also not qualified to execute anyone.

"Damn, damn thing, what are you afraid of!"

William got up from the ground and limped to Wu Zhihui's side: "It's just a Chinese chief inspector. I promoted him. If there's anyone I dare not kill, killing him is like killing a dog!!"

He growled lowly and reached out to grab the .[-] in Wu Zhihui's hand: "You don't dare to kill me, I will do it myself!"

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and pushed William away.

"presumptuous!"

William roared at Wu Zhihui: "How dare you, a mere undercover agent, dare to disobey me?! If you offend me, I will make it impossible for you to return to the police force again in your life!"

"Do you know how powerful I am?! My status is a level you will never reach in your life. If you offend me, I will be the first to attack you, Wu Zhihui!!"

"Ok?"

Wu Zhihui frowned, bent down to pick up the big black star on the ground, raised his hand holding the gun, and pulled the trigger directly: "You are very noisy."

"boom!"

Gunshots.

Ghost guy William's eyes widened, and he stood swaying slowly, looking in disbelief at the muzzle of the big black star that was infinitely magnified in his pupils.

There was still a little smoke coming out of the big black star's gun.

In the middle of Ghost William's eyebrows, a blood hole was unusually conspicuous. Blood flowed down the bullet hole, slid along the middle of his eyebrows and across the high bridge of his nose, and dripped and spattered on the ground.

"you you."

Ghost guy William opened his mouth and looked at Wu Zhihui with trembling lips.

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and pushed the ghost guy William, who pushed him backwards and fell to the ground upright. He curled his lips and said: "It's just a superintendent, why don't you dare to kill him?!"

"Boom!"

Without looking, Wu Zhihui shot two more shots at William on the ground: "High status? Honorable status? Then I'll reward you with two more shots, lest I say I don't respect you."

In the splatter of blood, Ghost Man William had two more bullet holes.

"Wu Wusheng!"

Song Zijie's eyes widened and he looked at Wu Zhihui in disbelief. He swallowed and took several steps back: "Are you crazy?!"

His breathing became rapid. He never thought that Wu Zhihui would dare to shoot William the ghost directly: "Do you know what you did?"

He scratched his hair distractedly and waved his hand: "This is the superintendent, ghost guy, superintendent, do you know! What does the superintendent represent?!"

Not only Song Zijie, but also the five ghost guys tied up in the villa hall were also shocked at this moment, looking at this scene in disbelief.

"What happened to the Superintendent?!"

Wu Zhihui turned to look at Song Zijie: "Didn't you hear what he said? He will make me unable to do anything in my life. I am very afraid of threats."

"you"

Song Zijie stopped talking and pointed at Wu Zhihui. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand, extremely irritated.

There are five ghost guys inside, how to deal with it?
I was really going to be killed by Wu Zhihui.

Why would Superintendent Xu let someone like Wu Zhihui assist him in handling the case?

"Hahaha"

Zhang Jingliang looked at the ghost guy William who fell next to him, then looked at Wu Zhihui, laughed again, and gave Wu Zhihui a thumbs up: "Okay, good news, Hui Zai, you are really better than your dad." It’s hundreds of times more powerful!”

"Hahaha, it's so cool!"

Zhang Jingliang was like a mad man, crying and laughing: "I was so happy when I saw the ghost William rushing to the street. I have been like a dog in front of him all these years. Today I beat him hard."

He got up from the ground, with light in his eyes: "Huizi, do you know how good it feels? Hahaha. I can guarantee that when I beat the ghost guy, I, Zhang Jingliang, was the happiest in my life. time."

He murmured to himself, lowered his head and took a long breath: "It turns out that it's so refreshing not to have to be a dog for others. It turns out that I was wrong all along."

He raised his head again, grabbed Wu Zhihui's shoulders, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I could have lived with a straight back like your father, but instead, in pursuit of power, I knelt down to the ghost guy."

"how?"

Wu Zhihui looked at Zhang Jingliang: "With all that said, you hope I will give you a chance?"

"No no no."

Zhang Jingliang chuckled and shook his head: "Once a person bends down, he can never straighten up again."

talking room.

He looked at Wu Zhihui and said in a serious tone: "Huizi, I will never regret anything in my life, because I chose the path myself."

"But the only thing I regret is that for the sake of power, in order to climb up step by step, I arranged for someone to kill your father, but it is not important anymore. The person who killed your father is dead. I, the person who ordered it, It’s time to die too.”

"Over the years, I have given many things to William the Ghost, including this villa that I gave to him. It is in the name of his nephew. It is easy to check."

"In addition, I clearly recorded every amount of money I gave him, including many of his secrets."

"Gui guys are very unscrupulous in their corruption. Let me tell you, no matter how glamorous they look on the surface, what they do behind the scenes is even worse than many people. There are banknotes in the refrigerator at home. That notebook is at my house. There is my account book in his bedside table, which is enough for him to stay there for decades."

Zhang Jingliang's tone was extremely calm at this moment: "In the past, I just wanted to leave evidence of self-protection. Who knew you were so powerful that you got me involved and forced me to take the money and run away."

"Originally, I wanted to take William hostage with banknotes and send me out to sea, and I would kill him when we got to sea, but it seems that my script has been disrupted by you again."

He chuckled and shook his head with a sad expression: "Okay, there's nothing more to say."

When Zhang Jingliang said this, he grabbed Wu Zhihui's hand. To be precise, he grabbed the big black star in his hand and pointed it at his head.

"I'll give that to you. With that evidence, we can easily solve the death of Ghost William. Is this trainee inspector arranged by Superintendent Xu? He should be able to handle the rest."

"Of course, I won't be pulled by you, and I won't help you testify. I don't want to be judged by the ghosts. They are not qualified!"

He looked straight at Wu Zhihui, his finger slowly touched Wu Zhihui's hand on the trigger, and laughed: "Hui Zai, I'm sorry, please help me with a few more shots."

"boom!"

Zhang Jingliang took the initiative to pull the trigger and slowly fell to the ground.

"..."

Song Zijie looked at Zhang Jingliang lying on the ground, his eyes widened again, and he froze on the spot.

This is fucking.
Song Zijie had never seen such a battle before. He looked at Wu Zhihui tremblingly and at the body on the ground: "Wu Sheng...you...me..."

A superintendent and a chief inspector.
"What are you looking at me for? You shot yourself."

Wu Zhihui shrugged innocently: "Of course, I don't count. There are five witnesses in it."

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Song Zijie subconsciously jumped away and distanced himself from Wu Zhihui.

Yes.

There are five kidnapped ghost guys inside.

"It's very simple."

Wu Zhihui led Song Zijie into the hall, picked up the microflush that fell on the ground and replaced it with a new magazine. He pulled the bolt and slapped it directly into Song Zijie's hand: "These five ghost guys are dead, and everything will be fine." No more? What kind of witnesses? This is the group of people who killed each other."

"what?!"

Song Zijie's eyes widened and he looked at Wu Zhihui in disbelief: "Madman, madman!"

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhihui sneered and walked up to the ghost guy who was tied to the ground: "Okay, then I'll let them go."

"Are you going to let them testify against me? Are you going to let them testify against you, Song Zijie, standing on the sidelines and watching? Don't think about getting promoted in this life, you should think about how to clear up the relationship."

"Of course, you can also choose to pull me."

Song Zijie looked at Wu Zhihui, his throat was dry and he didn't know how to answer.

"But if you think about it again, why did Superintendent Xu let me, a person who has nothing to do with the police force, to participate in today's case?! What role can I, Wu Zhihui, play? What role can you, Song Zijie, play? Think about it?"

Wu Zhihui returned to Song Zijie, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, staring at Song Zijie: "You choose the way you want to go!"

"Should you stick to your so-called justice and maintain your so-called neutrality, or should you choose to stand with Gui Lao or stand with Superintendent Xu."

"As a human being, choices are very important! Similarly, some choices are just like gambling, [-]-[-]!"

Song Zijie's Adam's apple twitched, and Wu Zhihui's words were like thunder. At this time, when he recalled the content of Superintendent Xu's conversation with him this afternoon, everything became clear.

He looked down at the Wei Chong in his hand, and then at Wu Zhihui.

"Sir Song."

Wu Zhihui raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "It took too long, and other police officers arrived. My people have been waiting outside for a long time, and they have to leave too!"

He raised his tone a bit: "No time!"

He stepped directly towards the outside.

After a few seconds.

"Da da da"

There was a slight rushing sound in the hall of the villa. Song Zijie arranged the scene and walked out of the villa.

He stood next to Wu Zhihui, lit a cigarette, and gave one to Wu Zhihui. He seemed to have changed, but it seemed as if nothing had changed.

soon.

One cigarette over.

"let's start."

Song Zijie looked at Wu Zhihui, then turned to Tian Yangzhi and his group sitting in the car over there.

After a few minutes.

"The gunshots have subsided!"

Song Zijie gave the order into the intercom: "Act."

Song Zijie and Wu Zhihui, who were hiding in the green belt on the roadside, jumped out and rushed towards the villa with their waiters. They met Tian Yangzhi and his three people who had just come out of the villa and were wearing hoods.

"Da da da"

Facing Song Zijie and the others, Tian Yangzhi and his men raised their guns and fired. The micro-fire was extremely powerful and instantly beat Song Zijie and his men away from their heads.

This group of gangsters did not stop. After repelling them, they headed towards the back of the villa. They got in the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away, quickly disappearing on the highway.

Song Zijie and the others couldn't catch up, so they had to contact support and rushed into the villa immediately. Looking at the messy scene, you looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded.

"What are you still doing!"

Song Zijie scolded angrily: "Call for reinforcements. Also, report the situation to your superiors!"

overhead.

The full moon hung, and the bright white moonlight cast its shadow, reflecting the figures of the police officers cleaning up the scene on the ground.

(End of this chapter)