1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 7: Hanging a gun on his waist and being so angry that he can’t bear it
"Officer Zhou, what's going on?" Liang Chaowei turned around and the atmosphere was very sensitive.

Zhou Minghua said truthfully: "Mr. Liang, it's a bit troublesome. Take photos first and then call to confirm. This is the killer's way of doing things."

"They're identifying targets with their employers."

Liang Chaowei's expression suddenly changed: "The five million Hong Kong dollars compensation from the Number Gang has been paid into the account, why are you going back on your word?"

"You can't tell what's going on in the Jianghu." Zhou Minghua knew the gang very well and said: "A small society can have hundreds of people, and as many as hundreds of thousands, with large and small halls, and there are many factions in the society. Beard Yong may be hindered by Xinji's The power has to put things to rest."

"But there is more than just Huo Yong in the Number Gang, and there is more than just Huo Yong in Fuyi as a shareholder."

"When we killed three of them, there was no guarantee that no one would come to take revenge. Moreover, Mr. Xiang's reputation was great, but there were always areas that we couldn't take care of."

Liang Chaowei's face turned pale and his body was trembling: "Call the police."

"Waiting for the police to come is not as fast as us going to the police."

"If there is a shooting incident, please just do what I say, Mr. Liang." Zhou Minghua pressed Tony Leung's shoulders.

"Don't panic, we will be responsible for protecting you."

Liang Chaowei took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Zhang Ziwen was also a little anxious, but fortunately he could hold his temper. Apart from driving, he had time to comfort Liang Chaowei: "Liang Sheng, there can't be too many robbers. Instead, we have seven people and five guns."

"We have the advantage in numbers."

"it is good."

"it is good."

Liang Chaowei nodded mechanically.

Zhou Minghua glanced at Zhang Ziwen and actually wanted to laugh in his heart. How could bringing two VIPs have a numerical advantage over the robbers?

But knowing how to speak really works,
At least it can temporarily appease the boss.

"Turn around."

Under the instruction of the security team, Zhang Ziwen successfully turned around at the bottom of the viaduct in front. When the Mercedes-Benz completed the U-turn, the BMW immediately followed.

He subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror to observe the situation behind him.

boom!
There was a loud noise from the headphones.

"FUVK, 1 car was attacked!"

"A car was attacked!"

In the rearview mirror, I saw the BMW flicking forward, uncontrollably lurching forward, directly knocking over the roadside fence, frightening several cars behind to brake suddenly, causing a multi-vehicle rear-end collision.

A bunch of plastic parts exploded and scattered all over the street.

At the same time, a Toyota car appeared with its front bumper smashed, and a van stopped at the corner under the elevated road.

Zhou Minghua grabbed the front pillow fiercely, straightened his body and shouted: "Take the boss away!"

"Don't worry about the back!"

Liang Chaowei poked his head to look behind him, but Zhou Minghua immediately suppressed his body. Zhou Minghua said: "Let's go!"

At this time, there was no chance for Liang Chaowei to speak. Zhang Ziwen subconsciously clicked on the brakes, then stepped on the accelerator and jumped forward. He wanted to take Liang Chaowei away, after all, he could run one by one.

There is no need to take risks yourself.

But he thought that Sister Lin and he were friends in times of need, and had never treated him badly. He also thought that if he had not killed the three robbers, Liu Jialin would have at least survived on her original destiny, no matter what she encountered.

He was not a person who liked to take matters into his own hands, but he thought of the two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, and various factors added up. Finally, he gritted his teeth and parked the car at the entrance of an alley, turned around and shouted: "Get Liang Sheng out of the car!"

"Are you crazy?"

Zhou Minghua opened his eyes and roared angrily: "If you go back and wade in the muddy water, you won't be able to save your life. Think of yourself as a dragon!"

"go!"

"The first duty of a bodyguard is to protect the safety of the employer, not to fight against the kidnappers!"

Liang Chaowei shook off Zhou Minghua's hand: "Save Arlene!" Zhang Ziwen understood Liang Chaowei's attitude and said decisively: "I am Liang Sheng's friend, not Liang Sheng's bodyguard. You can just take Liang Sheng away!"

"Dry!"

Zhou Minghua pushed open the car door, cursed, dragged Liang Chaowei out of the car, and got into the driveway again: "Liang Shengyou, run by yourself. Find a place to hide and call the police station."

"The robbers haven't caught up here, so you'll be safe if you run quickly."

Liang Chaowei took a step forward, and seemed to want to rush into the car to save it, but Zhou Minghua was one step ahead: "Bang!"

Close the door.

Zhang Ziwen turned the steering wheel full, turned around quickly, and rushed directly to the scene of the firefight.

Zhou Minghua was sitting in the car, eyes wide with anger: "Big circle boy, TMD, don't take your life as your life, and fight for wealth like this? I haven't seen someone like you in how many years!"

At that time, people from Chaoshan and Guangfu crossed the sea and risked their lives one by one. But that era has passed, and only the big circle can do such a thing.

Zhang Ziwen didn't care if Zhou Minghua scolded him. As long as Zhou Minghua was willing to accompany him to save people, he could use Big Circle Boy as his "pet name".

If you curse, curse.

Can't take off a layer of skin.

Zhang Ziwen, however, has no idea of ​​getting ahead and getting rich. First of all, Liang Chaowei and Liu Jialin are considered rich at best, but they cannot give anyone a lifetime of wealth.

Secondly, he was also one of the victims of the kidnapping case. The number gang broke their promises and acted in an unreasonable way, which made him furious. He felt like he shared the same hatred with the enemy. He must fight against the number gang!
With a sharp blade in his heart, he will kill himself.

A gun on his waist.

Unbearable anger!

"Dian Gui, really a Dian Gui."

Zhou Minghua saw that he was a little dazed, and hurriedly reminded: "There is a firefight ahead, don't drive over like crazy, the AK47 will come over and report to the King of Hell immediately!"

"I know."

Zhang Ziwen drove the car forward and immediately stopped on the side of the road.

The BMW Liu Jialin was riding in had been damaged and he could no longer drive away. When he came back and wanted to save people, the most important thing was to deliver the car. As long as he took the people into the car, it didn't matter how many robbers he killed.

Zhou Minghua discovered that he still had some sanity left, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then bent down and walked along the roadside with a gun.

He also pinched his headset and said: "Report 1 vehicle, 1 vehicle is returning for reinforcements, meters away from the crossfire point, report!"

"Reporting the situation, Asheng was shot, VIP is safe."

"There are six criminals, three armed with AK47s, and three armed with Black Star pistols. Over!"

Zhou Minghua was extremely serious: "Withdraw, we will take care of you!"

"receive."

"receive."

The area where Liu Jialin was located was not close to residential terraced houses, and she did not dare to evacuate to the houses. She could only use flower gardens, traffic flow, and newsstands to form a triangular fulcrum to hold on and wait for police support.

The return of support from Zhang Ziwen and others undoubtedly greatly improved the situation. Zhou Minghua stood up and shot fiercely: "Bang, bang, bang!"

The arrogant criminal was immediately startled and the shooting angle was changed. Before Zhang Ziwen started shooting, he subconsciously crouched down and hid in the front of the car.

Ding, clang, clang.

There is actually no threat from the criminal's blind shooting, but the sound of hitting the car will still scare people's legs.

Zhou Minghua deliberately observed Zhang Ziwen's actions, but found that Zhang Ziwen was not only not afraid when he heard the gunshot, but also pricked up his ears to carefully identify the location of the gunshot.

"Is this shooting training?"

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