Bullets are merciless. Moreover, looking at Qin Dynasty's expression, it seems like he doesn't care about his life at all.
He must have killed someone!
At that time, such a thought floated in Tang Ao's mind.
Therefore, Tang Ao no longer cared about his face. If he needs to cry, then cry.
"Don't, don't kill me, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything!"
"Really?"
Qin Dynasty raised his head and looked at him.
"Really! Really! "Tang Ao nodded again and again. His head almost fell down.
"That's more like it." Qin Dynasty was somewhat satisfied.
Some people, I can't talk to them nicely, they just want to force me to use force, really cheap.
"You, you quickly put down your gun!" Yang Jie swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Qin Dynasty.
"If you talk nonsense again, I'll blow his head off." Qin Dynasty sternly shouted. He has never been so annoyed with a person. This Yang Jie definitely didn't have a brain.
"Yang, Yang Jie!" That Tang Ao also shouted, "Quickly tell your people to put down their guns! I don't want to die! "
"Really useless!" Yang Jie curled his lips, weighing whether to put down his gun or not.
But now is a rare opportunity to directly bring down this Dongchuan City's big boss. If I miss this chance, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with him in the future!
While he was hesitating, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Strange, who would call me at this time."
Yang Jie was baffled. He picked up the phone and saw it was his dad.
This was even more strange because his dad is usually very busy with work and rarely has time to talk to him. Why did he suddenly call me today? Could it be that the matter of transferring to the security department in the capital has been settled?
Ha, today is really a double happiness.
Thinking of this, Yang Jie's body no longer hurt. His eyes were shining.
"Dad, what's the matter? Can I go to the capital now?"
"F * ck your mother!"
Who knew, a roar came from the phone.
His dad seemed to be very angry.
This startled Yang Jie. The newly bought HTC almost flew out of his hand.
"Dad, you, what's wrong with you?"
Her father never got angry, and he doted on her a lot. Last time, he accidentally killed a mayor's secretary with his car. His father didn't blame him and even covered up the matter.
Why was it so popular today?
"Kid, are you crazy?"
On the phone, Yang Jie's father scolded loudly, "You even went to provoke someone from the Seventh Section, do you want to die?"
"Seventh Section... What happened to Seventh Section?
Yang Jie was still a little confused.
"Damn it, how did you memorize the police training back then? Is your brain filled with sh * t?"
Father Yang couldn't help but curse.
"If you still want to stay in the police station, hurry up and come back. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being able to protect you. "
After that, the father hung up the phone.
Yang Jie hung up the phone and rolled his eyes a few times.
He was not a fool. He understood what his father meant on the phone.
Could the Seventh Section really not be provoked?
After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, Yang Jie lowered his gun.
"Qin dynasty, as long as you let go of the hostage, everything is fine. Let go of the hostage first."
But he couldn't let go of Qin dynasty just like that. Otherwise, how would he explain it to the people around him? Yang Jie, a police officer, actually submitted to the underworld forces?
If this were to spread, how would he, Yang Jie, be able to survive in the underworld!
"Cut the crap!"
Qin dynasty did not bother with Yang Jie anymore, but turned to ask Tang Ao.
"Tell me, where did you hide Wu Xin?"
"In, in an abandoned chemical factory in the western suburbs …"
Tang Ao said while trembling.
"Hmph, you should have said so earlier." Qin dynasty threw him to the ground like trash.
"Ouch!" The fat man groaned in pain as his leg was crushed.
Qin dynasty didn't care about his life or death. Under the gaze of a group of policemen, he walked to the side of his motorcycle.
"Yu Lu, Chiyo will follow by your side to protect you." Qin dynasty said, "Leave the rest to me."
With that, he stepped on the motorcycle and started the motor.
Roar, roar, roar. This motorcycle was like a wild beast. The passersby all watched and exclaimed in admiration.
"My god, is this a motorcycle or a tractor!"
A traffic policeman who came to maintain order even exclaimed.
"You, you can't run!"
Yang Jie even put on an act and shouted.
Qin Chao ignored him and started the motorcycle. His whole body turned into a black wind and leaped out.
In front of him was blocked by a large row of police cars. Qin dynasty pulled the front of the motorcycle and directly lifted it up. Then, he jumped high into the air and jumped over the several cars.
"Heavens, it's a flying man!"
"Ke Shouliang is alive …"
The group of onlookers felt like they were watching a show today.
However, Qin Dynasty was also a little strange. Why did Yang Jie, who was at loggerheads with him before, suddenly lose his confidence after receiving a phone call?
At this time, on the roof of a building at the side sat a beauty in red.
The beauty was wearing a red trench coat and a phoenix mask on her face.
She sat on the edge of the building, her well-developed legs wrapped in jeans knocking against the building wall back and forth.
"This idiot always causes trouble for himself."
The beauty held a black phone in her hand and said in a helpless tone.
"That's right, that's right. This guy is an idiot!"
A pink makeup box stopped on the shoulder of the beauty, and she cried out in a sharp voice.
"Being with him is like a nightmare! Master, you're the best. "
"Hehe, but why do I feel that when you came back, you were a little unwilling?"
Xi stretched out her finger and lightly flicked it on Yanzhi's body.
"Hehe, isn't that because if I follow this guy, there will be a war to fight!"
Yanzhi chuckled.
"Alright, we still have to follow him." "Yanzhi, let's go."
As Xi said that, she jumped down from the building.
Amidst the whistling wind, Yanzhi flew down at an even faster speed and appeared in front of her.
Then, Yanzhi's body continued to expand, growing in the wind and quickly turning into a giant makeup box the size of a table.
"Let's go!"
Yanzhi let out a sharp hiss, then flew up at high speed, chasing after the Qin dynasty's motorcycle.
"Boss, what do you think of my new Honda?"
"Not bad, not bad. The voice sounds pretty good." A man with multicolored hair said as he listened to the sound of his little brother's motorcycle engine.
On the mountain road of Guo Gong Mountain in the western suburbs of Dongchuan City, a group of bikers had gathered here.
These people were all street racers, and all of them liked to drive motorcycles, which were even more dangerous than driving.
If the car crashed, an airbag or something like that could save their lives.
However, the motorcycle was very fast. If they were to crash, they would be able to fly dozens of meters away.
Once, the boss of this group of bikers was an expert motorcycle racer.
Back then, he had raced to an inhuman level. It was said that when he drove without glasses, he would always be in tears.
His riding was simply a legend. There was no opponent in the entire north who was stronger than him.
Later on, this fellow became more and more arrogant. Once, he insisted on competing with the train on his motorcycle.
The bikers thought that if the boss wanted to race against the train, then let's do it. These people were all people who pursued the limit. If the boss really won against the train, it would be the glory of the bikers.
However, the road beside the train was not suitable for speeding.
Thus, a clever biker gang member thought of a solution.
He said that the speed of the train was the same as the starting speed of the motorcycle.
Therefore, they set up a method, which was to let the boss, the moment the train arrived, quickly fly over the tracks.
This way, it would be equivalent to winning against the train.
This stupid idea actually won everyone's approval at that time.
Thus, everyone began to get busy. Bridge, pave the road.
In the end, some people even broadcasted the live broadcast of the event.
It was said that the reporters from the small newspapers in the city were alarmed and secretly gathered there.
Because without a motorcycle, without a beautiful woman, one could not join the gathering.
Therefore, the reporters from the small newspapers had put in a lot of effort.
A poor tabloid reporter would never be able to afford a Yamaha in his entire life.
However, he had a trick up his sleeve. He bought a second-hand electric scooter. The battery was no longer working.
However, this was not a problem for him. He pushed the scooter up the winding mountain road of Guogong Mountain. Moreover, he was carrying his elderly grandmother on his back.
Although he was despised along the way, he used his thick skin to block out all the disdain.
Moreover, he managed to capture big news as he wished. In the end, he relied on this news to become the vice president of the small newspaper.
Because that night, because of the heavy rain and slippery roads, the leader of the bikers slid off the road and hit his head on the train.
He was in a miserable state. His head was hit by the train and hung from the front of the car.
His body and the car flew out and exploded on the side, turning him into a charred corpse.
Even so, he slid a few hundred meters forward with the scooter, which scared the hell out of all the bikers.
The old lady of the tabloid reporter had poor eyesight. She had never taken a train in her life. Today, she finally saw it for herself.
No wonder they said a train was a train. It turned out that a ball of fire really drove past.
The old lady was still mumbling.
Later, it was said that their boss's head drove from Dongchuan City to the capital in one night.
He had probably achieved his goal of pursuing the limit of speed.
"Boss, is tonight's competition going to be okay?"
The lackey patted his new car and bit the ear of the little girl who was sitting in the car. She was dressed in colorful clothes and looked like she was on fire. Her actual age might not even be 16 years old, and he asked his boss.
The girl giggled after being bitten. She touched her boyfriend's hand and said.
"Don't kiss me like that. I'm wet."
"Hehe, your girl is not bad." The man with the flowery hair chuckled. He looked at his lackey's girl and licked his lips. "When I win the prize money today, I'll treat you guys to a good meal."
"Hey, boss, that's a promise."
The lackey was too happy about the scooter to notice the perverted look in his boss's eyes.
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