Chapter 79 Breaking the Net!

Chapter 79 Breaking the Net!

Chapter 79 Breaking the Net!

If you want to break free from the net set up by the police force, bullets and firepower are useless, you have to use your brain.

Yin Zhaotang changed his original idea and took out 50,000 yuan to invite the big circle brothers to perform a play, but Killer Da laughed and said, "50,000 yuan is not enough, brother."

"Add a watch!" Yin Zhaotang took off the Rolex on his wrist and put it in his purse. Xiaojun picked up the watch, wiped the dial with the corner of his clothes, and said excitedly: "Brother Da, it's the real thing."

"Very straightforward. Deal." Killer Da smiled and looked at the customer in front of him with great satisfaction. He believed that they could be friends for more cooperation in the future.

The taxi driver saw that he was being followed and his face turned ugly. He muttered that he wanted to find a place to park, but he was frightened by the ox-horn knife that Niu Qiang pulled out. He quickly changed his words: "I'm just kidding, boss!"

"We are all Hongmen brothers. I will treat this as an emergency and will definitely send you to Fuxing Building."

Niu Qiang held the knife, and the scar on the corner of his mouth looked ferocious in the night, but he spoke in a casual tone: "Hey, friend, I'm just picking a tooth, don't be nervous."

The taxi driver chuckled in agreement and drove the car to the downstairs of Fuxing Building obediently without encountering any accidents along the way.

Before getting off the taxi, Yin Zhaotang took out a black chai (20 Hong Kong dollars) and stuffed it into the rack where the taxi driver kept his kettle, saying, "Don't worry about the rest."

After getting off the car, the few of them walked towards Fuxing Building in a swaggering manner. Before entering the stairs, Yin Zhaotang suddenly turned back and said, "I'm going to the convenience store across the street to sell a pack of cigarettes."

"Brother Tang, I have some Marlboro on me." Niu Qiang took out a pack of classic Red Marlboro cigarettes and was about to give one to him.

Yin Zhaotang raised his hand to refuse: "I eat Jian brand, just walk a few more steps to relax."

"it is good."

Niu Qiang nodded, feeling somewhat puzzled. Although the boss always liked to read a book, water the flowers, and pursue a state of tranquility before doing anything, it was too dangerous to take a walk now.

Five brothers were smoking cigarettes, scattered in front of the store, looking around vigilantly. Fuxing Building is located in the prosperous area of ​​Guangdong Road. When night falls, it is full of lights and wine. The luxury cars that whizz by are filled with men and women who are out looking for food. The men walking alone on the street always disappear randomly at the staircase of a building.

The gangsters riding motorcycles don't like to wear helmets. Three or four of them squeeze on a motorcycle. When overtaking a Mercedes-Benz, they deliberately tilt the front of the motorcycle and let out a burst of crazy laughter.

Yin Zhaotang walked out of the convenience store with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the lighted rental unit, only to see a cement pole with a tangled web of electric wires, the rooftop full of sparrows, stars in the night, and a deep night sky.

"Shenxiantang!"

A young man in his early twenties, wearing a white sanitary mask, a blue shirt and denim shorts, walked out of the intersection.

He held the gun in one hand, took two quick steps forward, and before Niu Qiang and the others could react, he fired several shots at Yin Zhaotang who was smoking.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All the bullets hit the trash cans on the roadside. The deafening sound of gunfire echoed throughout the street, and the citizens fled in panic.

Niu Qiang and his brothers made different moves. Some of them ran away with their heads in their hands, rushed to the corner, some lay down on the spot, and some were loyal and rushed to Yin Zhaotang and knocked him back to the store. A silver-gray Chevrolet parked on the side of the road also quickly rushed down with four people holding guns in both hands. The agile gunman used the car as a cover to fire several shots at the blue shirt.

"Pa pa pa!" The sound of the 38 gun was clear enough but not intimidating enough. In short, it was too crisp and could not scare people at all.

The killer in the blue shirt put away his gun, turned around and ran into an alley. He came quickly and left quickly, and his style of doing things was very neat.

Niu Qiang had just climbed up and was about to help the boss who had fallen to the ground, when he was kicked hard in the back and fell to the ground again. His chin was bleeding and his face looked very painful.

A pair of black leather boots appeared in front of him, followed by a police ID card in a black leather card holder. A policeman knelt on the ground, restrained Niu Qiang's arms, and handcuffed him roughly.

Another policeman held a gun with both hands, his finger on the trigger, his expression tense, the muzzle of the gun pointed at Niu Qiang's head, and shouted loudly: "Don't move! I told you not to move!"

"Niu Qiang, Shenxiantang's henchman, right?" Lin Guoguang handcuffed Niu Qiang, held him, and searched his body with his hands. He soon found an opened ox-horn knife and threw it on the ground. He searched his body again, but still couldn't find any guns. His face was a little gloomy.

At this time, the police officers in the same group also controlled the other henchmen, and when they brought them back, only Yin Zhaotang was left, who was calm and composed. Yin even picked up the cigarette that had fallen on the ground and continued to smoke it. His almond-shaped eyes were like stars, and he was looking at Lin Guoguang with an unexpected look.

Lin Guoguang felt ridiculed when he met that look. He took off the second handcuff from his waist, grabbed one end with one hand, secretly exerted force, and swung the other end over, trying to hit Yin Zhaotang like a nunchaku.

Yin Zhaotang was quick-witted and dodged to the side, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the handcuffs directly, his movements were very cool. However, the severe pain from his hand bones made him look fierce, staring at Lin Guoguang with a fierce look and sneering: "Laoguang, do you still want to be beaten by your adopted grandfather again!"

The name "Lai Guang" was full of irony, and Lin Guoguang's anger surged up again. He pulled the handcuffs on his hands, trying to take them back. But the handcuffs were held in Yin Zhaotang's hands, and he didn't move at all, thinking that the guys beside him were looking at him.

Lin Guoguang decisively let go of his hand, took out the gun from his waist, pointed it at Yin Zhaotang in front of him and shouted: "Lie down, cover your head, quickly!"

Yin Zhaotang slowly raised his hands, his cold expression suddenly turned cheerful again, he laughed: "Haha, godson, thank you for making such a long trip, you are such a filial grandson!"

"Fuck!" Lin Guoguang rushed forward and raised his foot to kick, but the angle was too high, so Yin Zhaotang raised his leg and kicked him back. The police came up and handcuffed him, but he did not struggle, but he dared to fight back against anyone who dared to hit him.

After the fight, I have to ask one more question: "Is this how the Hong Kong police protect citizens?"

"I was walking down the street and was shot at, and then beaten and hung by the police. The Queen's dog went crazy."

"Shut up!" A police officer immediately shouted, "Shenxiantang, who doesn't know that you are Lao Zhong's double-flowered red stick. You are fighting with the Ma Jiao Zai Dance King tonight. It's not your turn to complain about anyone in Kowloon."

"Take him back and interrogate him thoroughly!" Lin Guoguang waved his hand and shouted.

Li Zhibin was sitting in a police car at the Jinzun KTV on Prince Edward Road. When he received a text message from the main station, he sat up straight and sighed, "A shark has broken through the net. Let's go back to the police station first."

“Yes!” The police car started to leave. In a private room of Jinzun KTV, the henchmen who were following them also lowered the curtains: “Boss, the police have withdrawn.”

(End of this chapter)