police world

Chapter 604 Those who work for Sir Zheng are definitely superior!
West Kowloon District, inside a luxurious building.

Zheng Qiang looked at the footprints on the wall with a solemn expression.

The footprints were surrounded by broken concrete, especially the steel bars that had been kicked off inside, showing a ferocious face, and the fracture was very sharp.

Not only that, but five people fell on the ground. Not only were these five people dead, they were killed by one move!

There are professional police officers taking pictures and collecting evidence.

Huo Huan said with a serious expression: "Sir Zheng, this is where Lao Hu disappeared. The five people who died on the ground are all his disciples."

"We have all received your request from Mr. Zheng to look for dinosaur bones and suspicious persons. Lao Hu admires Mr. Zheng very much, so he is very concerned about it. He brought his five disciples from the Iron Leg Gate to search for it day and night. .”

"Just over an hour ago, he told me that he found a suspicious person and then disappeared forever..."

"Especially, the five people on this ground are all elites of the Iron Leg Sect. Everyone's kung fu is not weak. They can probably have [-]% to [-]% of the old Hu's kung fu. They can kill them all within five moves. This kind of person There are only a handful of them!"

After Huo Huan finished speaking with a heavy tone, Zheng Qiang clapped his hands and asked, "How do you know about this place?"

"Sir Zheng, there are many disciples in my martial arts school, all over the West Kowloon area, so after the homicide happened here, my disciples saw that it was Lao Hu's apprentice who died, and immediately knew that something happened to Hu Zhihui, so they told me immediately." Huo Huan explained.

Zheng Qiang nodded when he heard the words, and then said: "Have you seen the footprints on the wall? I estimate that Hu Zhihui's iron leg kung fu should have used [-]% of his kung fu at that time. He was kidnapped, and apart from this footprint, there were no other traces of fighting, what does that mean?"

"It shows that the opponent's kung fu is crushing, and Hu Zhihui is not an opponent at all!"

"Hu Zhihui is already a top player in Hong Kong, and he can win overnight... This kind of person, Zhou Xingxing, do you think it is dangerous?" Zheng Qiang suddenly turned his head and said this to Zhou Xingxing.

Zhou Xingxing was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what Zheng Qiang said just now, but Zhou Xingxing had an unyielding heart, and still said: "Ah, although he is very dangerous, I have faith..."

"You have a fart confidence. Your Uncle Hu's great kung fu has been taken away by someone, so you can do it with your three-legged cat's kung fu?" Huo Huan was not polite, and scolded Zhou Xingxing hard.

In front of Zheng Qiang, Zhou Xingxing dared to defend himself, but in front of Huo Huan, Zhou Xingxing didn't dare to reply. The main reason was that he missed his daughter, and no one dared to reply!

Especially when Zhou Xingxing hadn't eaten the other party!
Zheng Qiang looked a little funny, but this was not the time to laugh, so he held back.

"Master Huo, what do you think?" Zheng Qiang said.

In fact, when he thought about this, Zheng Qiang finally understood. When he first watched the domestic Lingling Paint, why Hu Zhihui, a man with such great kung fu as Iron Legs and Water Float, could be caught and shot by the police. It turned out that he hit the hand of The Man with the Golden Gun. No wonder, there will be a wonderful and funny scene in the movie where Hu Zhihui is blasted to death by a rocket launcher.

Hearing this, Huo Huan said with a solemn expression: "Sir Zheng, this man's kung fu is very high. I think you are the only one in Hong Kong who can deal with him, so I would like to ask you to help save Lao Hu and help these iron men." The disciples of the Leg Sect take revenge!"

Zheng Qiang nodded and said: "This is necessary. Let's not talk about Hong Kong's laws, just say that Hu Zhihui and the others encountered these things because they worked for me. How could I stand by and watch?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely send the murderer to hell!"

The man with the golden gun is not only powerful with the golden gun, but also his kung fu is very good, but these are all for nothing to Zheng Qiang.

Zheng Qiang specifically restrained his existence.

The Golden Gunman's bullets are perfect, his marksmanship is perfect and he immediately loses fire once he encounters Zheng Qiang. He still has kung fu, huh, does anyone dare to talk about kung fu in front of Zheng Qiang now?

So if the Golden Gunner didn't show up, if he did, he would definitely be completely defeated by Zheng Qiang.

This is why Zheng Qiang is full of confidence!
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Zheng Qiang simply told Ling Ling Yi and Gang Ya about what they found here. As soon as they heard that the person who stole the dinosaur bones had appeared, the guy wanted to fly over with wings.

But Zheng Qiang steadied them, because Zheng Qiang and others at the scene turned their heads up and found nothing, and it was useless for the two of them to come.

And to deal with a master like the Golden Gunner, it is useless to rely on many people, you must use masters.

Originally, Zheng Qiang alone was enough, but he is not a god and cannot cover everything, so he can only rely on other people.

Zhou Xingxing, Ma Jun, Xiahouwu, Fenglei, Cao Dahua are all acceptable.

Of course, if it comes to marksmanship, Miao Zhishun can also be counted as one.

The rest, Zheng Qiang, didn't intend to let them participate. After all, even a master like Hu Zhihui is not an all-in-one enemy of the Golden Gunner.

……

In a dark car, Hu Zhihui looked at the man wearing nondescript armor with a pale face. The expression on Hu Zhihui's face was terrified. You must know that in the confrontation just now, the opponent was defeated with a single palm, not only that , Killed five of his disciples overnight.

The figure like a god and demon is still deeply imprinted in Hu Zhihui's head at this time.

Hu Zhihui has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his kung fu with iron legs is flying across Hong Kong. He dare not say that he has been invincible in Southeast Asia, but he can also be called a master.

Especially when Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu singled out the entire Hong Kong martial arts world, Hu Zhihui was able to fight his opponent twice, but the guy with the golden gun was really terrifying, even more terrifying than Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu!
Not only scary, but the man with the golden gun also has a sense of mystery, which makes Hu Zhihui frightened.

The man with the golden gun drove the car silently, and Hu Zhihui wanted to talk, but seeing that the man with the golden gun did not intend to talk, he could only hold back.

"Surrender to me!" The man with the golden gun who drove the car said in a hoarse voice after realizing that Hu Zhihui had woken up.

Hu Zhihui laughed miserably when he heard the words, and then said: "No wonder you didn't kill me just now. It turned out to be the idea. Let me tell you, your idea was wrong."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The man with the golden gun snorted coldly.

"Afraid of death? You killed my five apprentices, and now you want me to surrender? If I surrender, how do I want the families of the five apprentices to confess? How will I face my five apprentices when I go to the Nine Springs in the future?" apprentice?"

"Besides, I have been swimming in rivers and lakes with iron legs for many years. Although my skills are not good, I still have my backbone!"

The man with the golden gun said coldly: "Hey, backbone? I'll see how strong your backbone is in a while!"

After the man with the golden gun finished speaking, Hu Zhihui did not show any expression of fear, but said with a hint of sympathy: "I don't think you are from Hong Kong. If you were from Hong Kong, not only would you not kill my five An apprentice, let alone catch me."

"Oh? How do you know that?" The man with the golden gun asked suspiciously.

Hu Zhihui sneered when he heard the words: "Because we are all working for Zheng Qiang and Sir Zheng!"

"The person who works for Zheng Qiang? So what? Can you still see people as superior?" The man with the golden gun said disdainfully.

The Golden Gunner has also heard the name Zheng Qiang many times, especially from Xu Zhengyang. Xu Zhengyang is full of praise for Zheng Qiang, so the Golden Gunner has a little curiosity about Zheng Qiang.

Zheng Qiang is very powerful, there is no doubt about it, but the man with the golden gun believes in the gun and kung fu in his hands, he has absolute confidence in these.

So his tone was very disdainful.

After Hu Zhihui heard what the man with the golden gun said, he went on to say, "That's right, those who work for Sir Zheng are definitely superior to others. Not only that, but I also tell you that if you fall into the hands of Sir Zheng, you will never survive!"

"Haha, then I'll just wait for him to kill me!" The Golden Gunner sneered, apparently not taking Zheng Qiang seriously.

"Hmph, you will regret it!" Hu Zhihui said coldly.

At this moment, the car suddenly turned steep, and the black cloth curtain hanging on the window also shook. Through this gap, Hu Zhihui suddenly saw the scene outside.

Hu Zhihui was taken aback when he read it and wrote it down, because this is not Hong Kong at all. There are no such low-rise buildings in Hong Kong. To be exact, it is rare to see bungalows.

This is another strange area. If it is not in Hong Kong, even if Sir Zheng is in the supernatural, I am afraid that he will not be able to find him!

Hu Zhihui's mentality suddenly turned cold, what should I do with this f*cking thing!

……

"Sir Zheng, I searched all over Hong Kong, but I couldn't find the Hu Zhihui you mentioned!" Chen Haonan's voice came from the phone.

Zheng Qiang pondered for a while and said, "Even if you don't find it, you can't relax. Find someone to keep an eye on it and see if there are any suspicious vehicles or people, especially the places where they often smuggle in."

"Don't worry, Sir Zheng, I've already made arrangements for this!" Chen Haonan said.

After Chen Haonan finished speaking, Zheng Qiang hung up the phone. This was already the fourth call Zheng Qiang answered. No matter whether it was Han Chen, Feilong, or Huo Huan and other people in the world, no information about Hu Zhihui was found.

Hu Zhihui seemed to have evaporated from others, as if he didn't exist at all.

In fact, at this time, Zheng Qiang already had a clue in his mind, it must be like in the movie, Hu Zhihui was taken to the Mainland by the Golden Gunner and imprisoned in a prison.

This is so troublesome!
The mainland is so big and there are so many prisons, who knows where the man with the golden gun will put Hu Zhihui?

Besides, the mainland is different from Hong Kong. Although Zheng Qiang tried his best to get involved with the mainland, but let them doubt his southern general for no reason, and then believe him, an outsider, Zheng Qiang felt a little nonsense no matter how he thought about it!

So this matter can only be discussed in the long run.

Fortunately, one thing is that Hong Kong's current control is very strict. The Man with the Golden Gun has no chance to transport the dinosaur bones out. As long as he has no chance to transport the dinosaur bones out, he will definitely come to Hong Kong again. At that time, Zheng Qiang will take revenge.

Moreover, only in this way can the plot be followed, and the Southern General will also lead out Ling Lingqi, an awesome and sullen man.

So Zheng Qiang, Zhou Xingxing, and Ma Jun drove back to the headquarters.

On the way, Zhou Xingxing bowed his head in thought and said nothing, Zheng Qiang thought he was hit, so he asked with a smile: "Zhou Xingxing, why are you so sad, this doesn't look like your style!"

Zhou Xingxing said immediately after hearing the words: "Hey, you don't know! I have a lot of worries now. You said that my right arm is very strong now, and I have learned Huojiaquan. It stands to reason that I should be regarded as a master, but Today I realized that I am still somewhat useless!"

Ma Jun next to him lowered his head in shame when he heard the words, Zhou Xingxing was a bit gone, wouldn't he be even more useless?
Can't let Zheng sir charge forward every time we charge into battle?
Even if Sir Zheng is willing, what use is his Ma Jun?

So Ma Jun secretly made up his mind that after going back this time, he would persuade his elder brother Xia Houwu to go back to the ancestral house and Longhumen, and see that person again!

Only there can their skills be truly sublimated and catch up with the ever-changing rhythm. Otherwise, it will not be his turn to be cannon fodder. This is the real sadness.

After Zheng Qiang heard Zhou Xingxing's words, he asked: "Then what do you want to do? Strength cannot be improved in an instant. In addition to talent, there must be suitable opportunities or matching equipment. And you It’s already considered a blessing, if they all look like Hong Ye, then how can it be possible?”

Hearing this, Zhou Xingxing sighed and said, "Ah Tou, let me tell you the truth, a monk saw me on the road a few days ago, insisting that I had a destiny with Buddha, and wanted me to go to Shaolin Temple to learn how to use force Vajra legs, you say I am a good girl... Is it wrong for the police to go to Shaolin Temple, is there something wrong with my head?"

"So I turned him down at the time, but he is very willpower, and now he comes to my door every day to bother me."

Zheng Qiang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, Zhou Xingxing, who practiced powerful vajra legs, isn't this fucking Shaolin football?

In his previous life, Zheng Qiang was very happy to watch this movie, so he hurriedly said: "You silly boy, why don't you go for such a good opportunity? You must know that it is Shaolin Temple, and many people can't go even if they want to!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xingxing spread his hands and said: "Hey, tell the truth! I didn't want to go at first, but now my kung fu has no room for development and improvement. It's meaningless for me to spend any more time here, and the time spent going to Shaolin Temple It’s not long, and besides, I’m not going to become a monk, but to learn martial arts, and I can come back after I’m done.”

"But the problem is that I am now worshiping under my old husband... master's sect. If I switch to his sect, wouldn't it mean that Huojiaquan is not as good as Shaolin martial arts?"

"If you really do this, don't talk about chasing Amin, I'm afraid my master will jump out and clean up the house!" Zhou Xingxing scratched his head and said helplessly.

"So, in fact, I have no choice at all!"

(End of this chapter)