Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 136

Chapter 136: It's me who hit the street

"I have already said, if you surrender, I may spare your life."

With an innocent expression on his face, Zhong Wenze loosened his shirt collar, looking gentle: "Look, it's all over now, why should it be so bloody."

Dadong squinted his eyes, staring at the tall and handsome young man in front of him: "Who the hell are you!"

"You came to kill me, now you ask who I am?!"

Zhong Wenze put away his pistol, squatted in front of the subdued Dadong, took out a cigarette and wrapped it around, stuffed it into his mouth, reached out and patted his face: "Tell me, give me some Kakun Useful information, maybe I can let you go."

"Zi"

Dadong bit the cigarette butt fiercely, took a puff vigorously, stared at Zhong Wenze firmly, and did not speak.

Zhong Wenze didn't urge him, and called Xiaoliu to pack the money box next to the corpse of the No. [-] Middle School: "Dadong, you seem to have no life to spend this money, so I will collect the banknotes for you first."

Dadong squinted his eyes wrapped in smoke, and finally said: "Isn't Fat Mushroom recruiting everything? Kakun has always been in contact with him."

What he said was very vague, with only one purpose, to say a few more words to Zhong Wenze to delay the time, and when the police outside came, he might still be saved.

At least.

will not die.

Zhong Wenze was not in a hurry at all, and said in a leisurely manner: "Be more specific, let me verify your news and see who is true and who is false."

"gaming room."

Dadong saw that Zhong Wenze didn't realize that he wanted to procrastinate for time, so he endured the severe pain and flicked the cigarette between his fingers, adjusted his body shape to maximize the time delay, and then continued to say: "We are here It was connected to Kakun in a game hall in Tsim Sha Tsui."

then.

He also described in detail the details of Kakun and Shakun, which was similar to what Feigu had described, and there was no difference.

Zhong Wenze analyzed what he said, and nodded in response: "What is the name of Artest? He is your middleman?"

"Yes, Fat Mushroom contacted him."

Dadong nodded, and threw away half of the cigarette in his hand to delay time: "I want another cigarette."

"it is good."

Zhong Wenze lit another one for him: "Any other clues?"

"let me see."

Dadong smoked a cigarette and made a thoughtful expression.

He at this time.

Somewhat fortunate.

There was even a little joy in my heart.

Fortunately, I met a naive opponent.

Such an obvious way of delaying time, this Pujie didn't even notice it. Sure enough, these handsome people are all brainless little boys.

Hahaha..
As long as he delays a little longer, the police will be able to surround the place, and he will be safe by then.

"Brother Ze."

Zhou Kehua frowned, and looked at Dadong who was pretending to think: "Why do I feel that this Dadong is delaying time?"

Da Dong's face froze suddenly.

Zhong Wenze waved his hand empathetically, showing great tolerance: "Give him some more time to think about it."

Dadong's face relaxed again.

Hahaha..
How did this guy become the boss?

in the hallway.

All of a sudden it quieted down.

Only the sound of Xiaoliu and his party packing up banknotes in the corridor remained.

as well as.

Sirens sounded in the distance.

Wrapped in a cigarette, Dadong listened to the sound of the siren in his ears, and screamed desperately in his heart: "Damn it, come on, come on!"

Suddenly.

His face froze in vain.

Dadong suddenly discovered that it had been four or five minutes since the siren sounded, but why was it still sounding instead of coming?

and.

This voice seems to be going from far to near and then from near to far, repeating itself.

like
The police car has been on the road for a while..
Walking back and forth? !

"Shh!"

Dadong opened his eyes in vain, staring at Zhong Wenze in a daze.

With a smile on the corner of Zhong Wenze's mouth, he looked at him unhurriedly, his smile was playful and even a little playful, and he was not in a hurry at all.

"you you."

Only then did Dadong wake up.

this person.

It's not a street rush at all!
The sound of the siren is simply deceiving, maybe he made it.

He deliberately sounded the siren, in order to create the illusion that the police were coming, and then pretended to retreat, inducing himself and No. [-] High School to come out and kill himself smoothly.

"Pujie, your stupid brain is a bit disappointing, have you finally come to your senses?"

Zhong Wenze grinned, showing his white teeth: "It seems that you don't have any useful clues to provide, so be it."

talking.

Zhong Wenze picked up Dadong's Black Star pistol, turned Dadong over, and stepped on the back of his neck, bringing his face into close contact with the cold floor, aiming the gun at the back of his head.

"Fuck you!"

Dadong's mentality was out of balance again, he roared angrily, struggling to raise his head: "Even if I die, I will drag you along with me."

"Are you still not convinced that you are rushing to the street?"

Zhong Wenze rolled the barrel of the gun expressionlessly, aiming at Dadong's head: "I am shooting you from the back. Strictly speaking, this is called execution."

"Shooting you from behind and killing you is called hitting the street. What are you doing behind your back? You idiot!"

"you"

Dadong wanted to say something else, a gunshot, a blood gourd exploded in his head, the sound stopped abruptly, and scarlet, steaming blood sprayed and flowed on the ground.

in mind.

A series of prompts for the completion of the task sounded.

[The task is completed, kill the robber Dadong and get the reward]
[Get attribute strengthening point +1]
[Obtain random skills: Thousands of faces]
[Gain experience points: 200]
[System upgrade, gain attribute strengthening point +1]
[Level: Lv3]
[Experience value: 0/500]
···
About 50 meters away from the Huansha Garden Apartment, a police car with its siren blaring stopped by the side of the road.

inside the car.

Mo Sir wore body armor and drove the car himself.

Fangcai.

He had been driving the police car, and was driving back and forth here, but Chou Xiong, the co-pilot, cried out: "Mo Sir, rush over there, there are gunshots all the time over there, if you don't go over there, they must have run away!"

"Aren't you brainless?"

Mo Sir frowned and looked at Qiu Xiong, and scolded unceremoniously: "The robbers in Dadong must be still fighting. Let's rush over at this time. There are only three people. Can you guarantee that you are all right?"

Song Zijie sat in the back seat, silently strapping the bulletproof vest on his body.

"What should I do?"

Qiu Xiong's tone was urgent: "Could it be that you just watched them run away?"

"Wait, reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

Mo Sir replied in a flat tone, looking at the urgent Qiu Xiong: "You are so anxious, why don't we get out of the car and you drive over now?"

"Ha ha."

Qiu Xiong was embarrassed, picked up the bulletproof vest and put it on himself, chose to shut up, and didn't mention it at all.

(End of this chapter)