star hunter

After confirming that the situation was under their control, under the auspices of several IMA officials, the picket team began to collect the stolen materials.

It went smoothly at the beginning, although most people were reluctant, but due to the coercion of the picket team, they still had to hand it in.

Occasionally, when encountering a few thorns who are not very cooperative, with a few stern warnings and a few pushes, the other party will generally admit to being cowardly. Ding Chengye watched coldly, with a whole picket team sitting on guard. What kind of storms can the skilled and unarmed shrimps make.

He thought so, but things backfired, and they encountered a hard nut to crack.

Not only hard, but also old bones.

The skinny woman was holding a bag of instant noodles and refused to let go: "Give it to me! My child is still hungry... Please!"

The pickets looked back at their boss and asked for his opinion. Ding Chengye immediately felt countless eyes from all directions gathering on his body, his scalp tightened, and he immediately shook his head: This precedent cannot be set.

Otherwise, the people behind will follow suit, and those who were confiscated in the front may also make trouble.

His decisive tone gave the team members confidence, and the latter turned to the woman with a cold voice: "Sorry, you can't be an exception."

As he spoke, he reached out to snatch the instant noodles, the woman panicked, her thin fingers tightly clutched the edge of the packaging bag, veins appeared on the back of her hand, the two of them were like a tug-of-war, and the picket couldn't pull her out for a while .

There was mocking booing and booing from the surrounding crowd, which made the picket lose face, and he almost poked his finger on the woman's forehead: "I only let you go because you are a woman." With you, I warn you, don't go too far!"

The woman obviously didn't listen to his threats, but took advantage of the moment when the other party let go, she hid the instant noodles in her bosom, and then threw herself on the ground, pressing the instant noodles under her body, looking like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Hey, sir," said someone watching the excitement, "we have to hand it in obediently, you can't be soft on her, otherwise we won't accept it!"

The picket gave the good-natured person a vicious look, then pulled the woman's hair sullenly, and gritted his teeth: "I told you, don't be ashamed!"

The woman's head was forced up, and she shouted loudly, but she still stubbornly clutched the bag of instant noodles.

"Damn it!" The picket became furious, picked up the gun in his hand, and smashed the butt of the gun heavily on her forehead, causing the woman's head to bleed immediately.

"Murder! The pickets have killed!" The woman's face was covered with blood, which made her look a little creepy. She shouted in a shrill voice, "Help!!!"

There was so much commotion here, and Ding Chengye was not deaf, so how could he not be able to hear? What's worse, the officials of the Comprehensive Management Bureau were also alarmed.

Of course, they would not put down their dignity to entangle with the citizens, but directly questioned Ding Chengye, the picket leader directly under him: "What's going on? Tell that woman to stop howling! Look at how bad the impact is!"

It was indeed the case, the woman was crying, making noise and rolling all over the floor, causing other people to follow suit and make a fuss.

Ding Chengye, who was yelled at by the leader, was in a bad mood, and quickly transferred his anger to his subordinates: "Are you a waste? Tell her to shut up!"

The pickets beat and kicked the woman angrily: "I will make you cry! Let you cry!"

The woman protected her head, buried her head like an ostrich, but her mouth would not stop for a moment, she continued to complain about the atrocities of the picket team. The picket team was furious, pulling her hair left and right, Tone slapped her several times, until her cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were ruptured and bleeding.

The woman was so dizzy from the beating that she hadn't recovered yet, and was held by the back of the collar again, and then she was kicked in the heart. Her eyes went dark for a moment, and she almost passed out.

The picket finally got the bag of instant noodles that had been crushed into pieces. He weighed it with a sneer, then tore open the package and poured the crumbs over her head and face: "I'll let you eat it!"

The woman was lying on the ground half dead, her eyes were black and swollen, which made her look a little ridiculous, but after she saw the crumbs of instant noodles swept all over the floor, a trace of despair flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly burst out. He hugged the picket's foot violently, and then bit the other's ankle with all his strength.

"Fuck!" The picket was caught off guard and howled like a pig. He wanted to retract his feet, but he didn't expect the woman's teeth to be quite good, so he refused to let go. He was furious and shot her a few more times. Trust me, the woman finally opened her mouth.

The pickets felt that they were going to bleed, and they were furious. They kicked and beat the woman like crazy, and even greeted her in the face.

After being beaten up, the furious picket regained a semblance of reason under Ding Chengye's furious shouts. He looked down and found that the woman was lying on the ground, motionless, covered in blood all over her head and face.

"What are you doing?! You really want to kill someone!" Ding Chengye walked over with a livid face, and slapped him directly, "Are you going to make trouble for me in front of the superiors?"

His subordinate staggered from the beating, and he just woke up like a dream, and he realized that he was surrounded by angry eyes from all directions, and his eyes fell on the woman's unrecognizable face again. A trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

He swallowed unconsciously, lowered his body cautiously, and probed the woman's breath.

In the process of gradually approaching her nose, his hand trembled uncontrollably, but when he completely touched her nose, his hand froze - because the other party was not breathing.

The picket flinched back in panic and sat down on the ground.

Seeing that his reaction was wrong, Ding Chengye frowned tightly: "What's wrong with her?"

The subordinate raised his pale face covered in cold sweat, and stammered: "She...she seems to..."

The word "death" swirled on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't get it out.

But he didn't have to say it, Ding Chengye also guessed something, he also sniffed the woman's breath, and immediately slapped her backhand: "You bastard! Why are you so indifferent?!"

The pickets were slapped with stares in their eyes, and one of them lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Ding Chengye was even more angry. He was just about to teach this incompetent subordinate who caused troubles a lesson, but he never thought that a sudden question would come out from the crowd: "Did she be beaten to death by you?!"

Ding Chengye and his subordinates froze at the same time.

Soon, Ding Chengye came to his senses. Now is not the time to teach others. He tried his best to show a natural smile to the low-pressure crowd: "No, this lady was just injured and fainted. We This will send her to the hospital, you don't have to worry..."

Before he could finish his sentence, someone took the conversation away: "Aren't you lying? I saw her die just now."

Ding Chengye's smile remained unchanged: "You read it wrong."

"Misjudged?" The man sneered, "With so many pairs of eyes, can you misread?"

Ding Chengye's smile froze like a sour milk cap.

More and more people dared to release their anger, and their questioning became louder and louder: "As for it? Isn't it just a pack of instant noodles, what will happen to her?" Kicking her head, I don't believe she's still alive..." "It's a fatality, I want to see how you end up!" "It's not just once or twice that the picket team bullied people, what a life is nothing... ..."

These words were like invisible sharp arrows, piercing Ding Chengye with discomfort and embarrassment.

His complexion darkened: "I hope you will stop spreading baseless rumors and slandering public authorities are not allowed, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"Fake rumors?" The person who questioned first laughed loudly, "Then can you bring her back to life?"

The people next to him chimed in: "That's right, let's see if we're breathing?"

Ding Chengye turned a deaf ear and beckoned to two pickets to signal them to take the body away.

But his actions made everyone angry.

"You beat someone to death in broad daylight and in full view of everyone, and you want to sneak away? Sirs, you have to give us an explanation, right?"

The footsteps of the two pickets slowed a little, and Ding Chengye lowered his voice with anger: "Don't stop, hurry up and take it away!"

His subordinates immediately quickened their pace, but unfortunately there were too many people present, and most of them didn't buy it. Seeing that the pickets not only didn't take their request into consideration, they even intensified their efforts to make the big thing smaller, Ding Chengye The order seemed to add fuel to the fire, stirring up the crowd's anger even more vigorously.

"We can't let them go like this!" Those who had the supplies that were taken away were already indignant, and the righteous indignation at this time may also have an excuse. These complex emotions are intertwined and become a powerful and powerful The terrifying anger, like a raging flood, almost destroyed the defense line built by the pickets.

"Want to leave without giving an explanation after beating someone to death? How can there be such a cheap thing?!"

"Isn't the picket team great? Can it be lawless?"

People were furious and shouted loudly, and at the same time they began to rush towards Ding Chengye and others like a tide.

The pickets were as isolated and helpless as a deserted island in the middle of the sea. Ding Chengye's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Facing the crowd that was approaching, he gritted his teeth and drew out the gun at his waist, facing the sky. Fire three shots.

"Shut up for me!"

The restless crowd was silenced by the gunshots, and the noisy uproar stopped abruptly, like a video that had been interrupted, and they stared at Ding Chengye angrily without saying a word.

The picket leader's palms were full of sweat while holding the gun. He was grateful but at the same time felt scared. He took a deep breath and roared like thunder: "Is everyone eating dry food?! Hurry up to maintain order! Be careful! !"

He deliberately put an emphasis on the last sentence, and finally calmed down the public anger. The same thing must never happen again.

His so-called maintenance of order was just a euphemism. To put it bluntly, he wanted them to keep an eye on this group of restless guys and not let them have the opportunity to make trouble.

His subordinates should have understood what he meant, and they were also working hard in the direction he wanted.

After releasing a wave of resentment, people also lost the courage to fight against the pickets and became docile sheep again.

It looks like things are getting back on track.

Ding Chengye was relieved.

But at this moment, a thrilling gunshot abruptly tore apart this vulnerable peace.

The questioner who was the loudest before had his head exploded and he fell straight to the ground, blood and brains dripping all over the floor.

Under the extreme shock, the crowd collectively fell silent for a few seconds, but the silence was only an illusion. After a while, someone hesitantly said: "They... shot at us?"

After a while, another person replied with great certainty: "Yes, they want to kill us."

People who were shrouded in the double shadow of fear and grief could only feel endless karmic flames churning in their chests. If the forced handover of supplies at the beginning was a foreshadowing, and the death of the woman in the middle was fueling the flames, then the last bullet was unforgivable fuse.

Ding Chengye looked at the unstoppable crowd that was getting closer and closer, the fear in his heart was like a seed that broke out of the ground, quickly took root and sprouted, and grew wildly, becoming a poisonous vine that entangled him and made him breathless.

He yelled at the top of his voice: "Who?! Who fired the gun?! I'm going to screw his head off!"

He was answered by a unanimous growl of anger.

His subordinates had been drowned by the crowd, and the screams were still heard in the beginning, but after a while, those voices gradually weakened until they disappeared completely.

The scene at this moment is similar to the derailed and overturned train, which is ironic.

Ding Chengye's back felt cold, his teeth chattered, and he backed away involuntarily.

How could the situation get out of control like this?Wasn't it fine just a moment ago?He couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until this time that he understood the meaning of Su Xian's words.