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Chapter 483 God of War—Zhong Wenze!

"Brother Ze!"

Azu's eyes widened, and he glared at Zhong Wenze angrily: "I, Guan Zu, have never admired anyone, except you, Zhong Wenze."

"Today's incident is obviously aimed at you. If you are taken away by them, there is no possibility of coming out again."

"Killing people, going to prison, is this what you want?"

"Correct!"

Qiu Xiong also stood up after him, and echoed from the side: "You must not go with them, we can slowly investigate on our own, so that you have the possibility of being innocent."

He has been with Guilao before, and he knows what Zhong Wenze will face next, and those methods will inevitably cause a lot of physical pain.

"Okay, don't say any more."

Zhong Wenze shook his head to indicate that there is no need to say any more, and looked at Guo Zi's face and said coldly: "Look at me, I am here today prepared."

"Perhaps, they are waiting for you to confront them, and then wipe us out."

Why couldn't he see that the square face might be waiting for Azu to make a move, so that it could affect Guan Wen.

"It's okay, I can handle it. If you really want to help me, go to Superintendent Wu and Superintendent Guan now."

Paused.

He hooked his hands at Azu, beckoning him to come over, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"The one?"

After Azu heard this, his eyes widened a little: "Brother Ze, you actually know him? Will he help you?"

"You give me a sentence."

Zhong Wenze raised his eyebrows slightly, and said again in a low voice: "Tell him."

Done.

He patted Azu on the shoulder: "Do as I say, do you really have to confront with a gun? That's really a scam for your old man."

"it is good."

After hesitating for two seconds, Azu gritted his teeth and put the [-] back around his waist, and glanced coldly at his Chinese face:
"Okay, you have the guts!"

Done.

Azu took a big stride and left directly.

"I will go with you."

Song Zijie hurriedly followed, how could Qiu Xiong lag behind, and said to Zhong Wenze: "Sir Zhong, hold on, we will come to rescue you soon."

Then quickly followed Azu and the others, opened the car door and got in, the car accelerated and flew out directly.

"Superintendent Huang."

Superintendent Huang cupped his hands with a Chinese face and said, "Then we will leave first, thank you for your cooperation."

"Humph."

Superintendent Huang glanced at the Chinese character face, and his gaze stayed on Zhong Wenze's face.

"Aze."

Mo Sir walked in front of Zhong Wenze, and stretched out his hand to help him straighten his shirt collar: "Wait for us, I, Mo Changkong, will protect you even if we fight for the future."

"Xie Mo Sir."

Zhong Wenze nodded with a smile.

What he was thinking about now was how these people compiled a complete chain of evidence.

For example, where did you get your fingerprints from the murder scene?
and also.

The so-called evidence chain in their hands should not stand up to scrutiny and investigation at all. If they have an alibi, how can they continue to operate.

Even if these people took him away, Chief Superintendent Wu and the others put pressure on him, this false evidence is simply untenable, and he should be able to come out soon.

This truth must be very clear to Guozilian and the others.

Then why.

Why do they still want to do this?
He took a lot of trouble to arrest himself from the Saigon Police Station, and he couldn't overthrow himself in one go, purely for the sake of disgusting himself?

why?
There is a big question mark in Zhong Wenze's mind.

"Mo Sir."

Zhong Wenze thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "If they know that it is a piece of evidence that cannot withstand scrutiny, why do some people still do it?"

"Forehead"

Mo Sir pondered for a while, but failed to give Zhong Wenze an answer.

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head: "Mo Sir, go quickly, my life is in your hands."

Paused.

Zhong Wenze's speech speed was suddenly a little faster, and he shouted quickly in a panicked tone:

"help me."

"help me."

The two sudden calls immediately stunned Guo Zilian and his group.

? ? ? ?
Isn't this Zhong Wenze quite capable of pretending?
Why do you suddenly get scared all of a sudden, asking for help so magically?

Don't wait for them to react.

Zhong Wenze turned around suddenly, pulled the policeman who was going to handcuff him, put his strong arms around his shoulders, and dragged him a few steps to the side.

Then.

Zhong Wenze took out the cigarettes in his pocket, and patted his chest: "Come and fix one, come and catch me early in the morning, it's hard work."

"what?"

The police officer was also stunned, unable to be overwhelmed by Zhong Wenze's sudden appearance.

"Ok?"

Looking at Zhong Wenze who was behaving strangely with a square face, he thought to himself: "This Zhong Wenze is more or less seriously ill?"

Then.

He waved his hand: "Cuff him and take him away!"

"Yes!"

The police officer yelled in response, stretched out his hand to push away the cigarette Zhong Wenze handed to him, and took out the handcuffs pinned to his waist.

Zhong Wenze originally left the policeman with his arms around him, then turned around consciously, with his hands behind his back waiting to be handcuffed, and his movements were quite cooperative.

They didn't notice.

During this process, Zhong Wenze touched the back pocket of his jeans without leaving any marks.

"Crack!"

The handcuffs stuck into Zhong Wenze's wrist.

"Brothers!"

Zhong Wenze turned his head back, and looked at the police officer who handcuffed him with a smile: "I am afraid of pain, so don't get the handcuffs so tight."

"be honest."

The police officer frowned and reprimanded, but the handcuffs that were supposed to be attached were really not so tight.

Give him two buckles to loosen.

"hey-hey."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and smiled: "Thank you brother, I will treat you to coffee after I come out."

"Be honest with me!"

The police officer scolded him in a low voice, grabbed Zhong Wenze's arm and pushed him onto the assault vehicle.

After the two went in.

The remaining five police officers also quickly followed in. The five people were divided into two sides, and Zhong Wenze was stuck in the middle.

Under the control of Guozilian, the assault car accelerated and rushed out.

It was very quiet in the assault vehicle compartment.

Several windows were also covered by curtains, and the outside situation could not be seen at all, and a light was shining overhead.

The seats inside the car are very new, like new things that have not been used a few times before leaving the factory.

None of the police officers present spoke a word.

Zhong Wenze sat in the middle, glanced at the police officers who surrounded him, and did not speak.

The door closed shortly after.

A faint fishy smell penetrated Zhong Wenze's nostrils, and this faint fishy smell was caught in the smell of the new seat, which made him shrug his nose slightly.

His nose has been strengthened by the system, and his sense of smell is obviously much sharper than before.

How should I put this faint fishy smell in the carriage.

Slightly smelly and pungent.

It has a fishy smell, similar to that of fish.

Zhong Wenze shrugged his nose and frowned slightly: Why is there a faint fishy smell in the police assault vehicle?
Why does a new car have this smell?

He calmly glanced at the few police officers around him, and then looked around in the assault vehicle.

inadvertently.

He saw something faintly reflecting light in the corner under the seat, which was clearly captured by his sight.

Zhong Wenze's eyes were focused, and the angle of view in front of him was enlarged, focusing on the reflective object under the seat.

Like a fish scale?
His eyes then quickly looked at the situation in the assault vehicle.

How did things like fish scales get in such a new car with facilities and equipment?

Did they have a whole fish feast in the car?
Just a few breaths.

Infinite conjectures quickly flashed through Zhong Wenze's mind, and then he closed his eyes without leaving a trace.

At this moment, he is in a relaxed state of body and mind, relaxing his limbs to feel the trajectory of the assault vehicle.

"Go straight. Turn left. Turn right. Go straight"

Zhong Wenze silently recorded the driving direction of the car in his heart.

After a few minutes.

Zhong Wenze opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the curtains of the car directly in front of him, narrowing the corners of his eyes slightly.

The track of the car is not right!
Get out of Sai Kung Police Station and go to Pat Heung Police Station Division.

The quickest route is to go straight and turn right at the intersection, then turn left onto the Saigon Highway, and drive straight along the Saigon Highway.

But when the assault car turned the first corner, it didn't follow this road at all.

The car is going in the opposite direction.

a time.

Zhong Wenze's whole body tensed up, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and a new conjecture appeared in his mind:
There is a faint fishy smell in the car, the seats in the car are very new, but fish scales remain on the body under the seats.

Recalling the appearance of the assault car, the paint is also very new, like a new car from the factory.

This is a modified assault vehicle!
Looking at the direction of movement of the assault vehicle, it was not heading towards the Baxiang district at all, so what did they want to do?
Zhong Wenze narrowed his eyes, and his eyes once again fell on the five police officers in the car.

The clothes of these people are all normal, and there is nothing wrong, if there is anything abnormal.

That is, the trousers of two people did not seem to fit so well, and a pair of trousers were worn out by them.

Short pants?

"Hey."

Zhong Wenze took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Brothers, it's strange that the carriage is so quiet. Don't you feel bored and panic?"

Several police officers looked at each other, but ignored Zhong Wenze.

"I rely on it, it won't happen."

Zhong Wenze was like a chatterbox, talking non-stop: "I've said it all, the murder case has nothing to do with me, why are you so nervous."

"There's no need for that. I'm not a gangster who kills without blinking an eye. Besides, I'm handcuffed now. What are you afraid of doing?"

"Don't be nervous."

Zhong Wenze was chattering, Balabala was talking non-stop, the quarrel was to death.

"Grass!"

A police officer couldn't bear it anymore, and frowned and cursed: "Death to the street, be more honest!"

"Noisy, what a fart."

Immediately, a police officer cursed, seeing Zhong Wenze shut up, he stopped cursing, and stretched out his hand to grab the collar of his shirt:
"Not to mention, it's really stuffy in here."

"Just for a while, it will be fine when we get to the place in a while."

These few people started chatting, chatting without saying a word.

See them talk.

Zhong Wenze didn't continue to speak out, because his goal had already been achieved.

The villain died of too much talk.

same.

If you talk too much, you can expose many problems.

That's why he kept talking non-stop, just to let this group of people talk.

Zhong Wenze sat on the seat, squinted at these people talking, and finally fell on the policeman who was handcuffed to him, who sat next to him and was next to the innermost part of the carriage.

The police officer who handcuffed himself didn't take much part in their conversations, or at most had an echoing tone of "um, ah".

The expression on his face was more of a polite one.

Look at him.

It seems that they are not familiar with these four police officers?
The policemen in a subdivision are all mixed with Chinese characters, how can they be unfamiliar?
unfamiliar? !
Zhong Wenze looked left and right, quickly sizing up the people in the car, and adjusted his sitting posture.

The hands and arms that were handcuffed backwards stretched back, and then fumbled for his back pockets.

The car continued to drive forward.

I don't know where I came from.

suddenly.

The assault car came to a sudden brake, and under the huge inertia, several people in the car shook for a while.

The assault vehicle stopped for a moment.

The car suddenly fell into silence.

The four police officers who were chatting stopped talking and looked at Zhong Wenze.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knocking sound from the driver's seat.

"Aaron."

The voice of the Chinese character face sounded, and he clenched his fist and knocked twice across the partition:
"Come down for a cigarette, I'm out of cigarettes, give me one."

"Oh."

The policeman in charge of handcuffing Zhong Wenze stood up in response, walked around several people and opened the door.

Door open.

Zhong Wenze looked out along the rear door of the car, and there were barren grasslands on both sides. He didn't know where it was, but he was sure that he was far away from the urban area.

"Boom."

The door was closed again.

The four police officers in the car looked at each other, then turned to Zhong Wenze.

Zhong Wenze also raised his head, just looking at them.

In the palm of his right hand, which was handcuffed behind him, a small key appeared, and it was inserted into the keyhole of the handcuffs with precision.

"Shh!"

For a moment.

The four police officers moved in unison, and touched their lower back with their palms one after another, and a large black star appeared in the palm of their hands.

The gun was raised.

Aimed at Zhong Wenze who was sitting.

No dialogue.

Fire directly.

Fingers pulled towards the trigger, simply and neatly, the whole person's expression was cold, without any trace of emotion.

in their eyes.

Zhong Wenze is already a dead man.

just.

A ghostly scene appeared.

Zhong Wenze's handcuffed hands suddenly broke free, and a second before they fired, his left arm opened wide to embrace the police officer sitting next to him on the left to block him.

Right hand palm.

A Beretta pistol appeared in his hand. The well-maintained body of the gun was shiny all over, exuding a faint blue paint metallic luster under the headlights.

"Bang bang bang!"

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

For an instant.

Rapid gunshots rang out, resounding across the wilderness.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After the rapid and short gunshots.

The scarlet blood seemed to be still steaming, flowing out along the crack of the car door.

outside the car.

A group of smokers with a calm face, after the gunfire, snorted and threw away the half-burned cigarettes in their hands, crushed them heavily with the toe of their shoes, and led Aaron back to the assault vehicle.

wait.

only.

The expected door did not open as expected.

"Open the door!"

Guozilian yelled, motioning for Aaron to open the door.

Aaron moved forward.

Door open.

Zhong Wenze, who was covered in blood, sat on the seat with his back straight, raised his head proudly, and squinted at them.

The mottled blood droplets splashed on his face gave him a bit of chill.

By the side.

The four policemen fell down in the carriage, they were already out of breath, and blood was flowing out from their bodies.

This Zhong Wenze, a god descended to the world with one blow and four blows!

(End of this chapter)