Ye Xuan and Li Weile sat in the car together and headed towards a place called Watery Street. That place was not far from the Western District Police Station. The two of them arrived at Watery Street after nearly ten minutes of riding. Li Weile and the gun-selling hooligan had agreed to meet and trade at a fitness and entertainment center under the subway nearby.
They got out of the car, and Li Weile led Ye Xuan through an underground tunnel toward the destination.
"Ah Le, how many years have you been a police officer?" Ye Xuan asked as they walked.
Li Weile paused, then said, "Seven years. What about you, Mr. Ye?"
"I'm younger than you, but I graduated from the police academy a long time ago. I've been a police officer for ten years." Ye Xuan recalled the information given to him by the system and smiled faintly. "By the way, where do you live?"
"I live in Yau Ma Pu, but now I'm the only one at home. My family has emigrated to Brazil, and I haven't been back to see them for a long time." Perhaps it was Father's Day, but Li Weile was a little more talkative than usual. "By the way, Mr. Ye, have you ever thought about leaving the police force?"
"Why do you ask?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile as they walked.
"If it were in the past, with your age and experience, you might have become one of the top officers in the police force. But Hong Kong will soon return to China, and it's said that the policy there is completely different from ours. The central government will send a senior official here, and maybe they will replace all the officers and police." Li Weile frowned.
"Hehe, who would know about such a thing until the day comes? Could they really believe the words of the current Hong Kong government? At least they are of the same blood and race as us, and the British are just barbarians. Although the British have been promoting Hong Kong and British in Hong Kong, how many Chinese are there in the top management of Hong Kong? Hasn't Hong Kong always been under the control of the British? "Ye Xuan said with a mocking smile.
"They are up there," the two of them said as they walked. Very quickly, they reached the end of the tunnel, where there was an open iron door. Pushing open the iron door, the two of them walked up the stairs and saw a rather large fitness center built under the subway lane. A group of gangsters were chasing after a soccer ball, and on the other side, a group of women were playing rock music, shaking their bodies as they jumped and cheered at the group of gangsters, "Come on!"
A gangster with dyed blonde hair, who was kicking a ball, saw them walking over. A strange look flashed across his eyes, and he swaggered over.
"Turn off the music." The blonde and young man shouted at the group of women who were playing music, and then walked in front of the two.
Li Weile looked at Blondie. He immediately stretched out his hand and handed over the 7,000 dollars he had prepared in his pocket. That blondie shot a glance at Ye Xuan and took the money in his hand without any hesitation. He waved the money in his hand and said arrogantly, "7,000 is not enough. I want 70,000!"
"Are you cheating?" Li Weile was furious, and directly grabbed the yellow-haired man's clothes and shouted.
The yellow-haired man was not afraid of Li Weile at all, and with a face full of arrogance, he slapped Li Weile's hand away. "Do you want it or not?"
Li Weile looked at the yellow-haired man, and saw that he had a "do you want it or not" look on his face. He had no choice, because they urgently needed that kind of gun. He turned back and whispered to Ye Xuan, "Only they have guns, and it has nothing to do with Wang Bao."
Looking at the arrogant yellow-haired man, Ye Xuan smiled faintly. "70,000? No problem! "
With that said. Ye Xuan reached into his pocket, and when he took his hand out, there was suddenly a stack of US dollars in it. He handed it over and said, "This is 10,000 US dollars. Count it! "
The yellow-haired man looked at the US dollars in Ye Xuan's hand, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes. But soon, that greedy look was covered by a hint of fear. He took the US dollars from Ye Xuan's hand and threw it on the ground, and looked at Ye Xuan and I like a ruffian. "I only recognize Hong Kong dollars here, I don't know anything about US dollars."
"Blondie, are you looking for death?" Seeing that the yellow-haired man suddenly said that he only recognized Hong Kong dollars, Li Weile was furious. He directly pulled out the gun at his waist, pointed it at the yellow-haired man's head and shouted.
"Shoot if you have the guts!" Seeing that Li Weile had pulled out the gun, the yellow-haired man was not afraid at all. He even took two steps forward and shouted at the muzzle on his head.
Bang! — —
A gunshot suddenly rang out. Li Weile was startled, but then he saw the yellow-haired man's right sole burst out with blood and flesh. With a miserable howl, he directly fell to the ground.
"You bunch of gangsters, you really think the police are nothing." Ye Xuan held the gun in his hand, and coldly looked at the yellow-haired man who was hugging his leg and howling miserably.
Ah! — —
The women at the side saw that Ye Xuan actually fired the gun, and they screamed.
"What are you guys doing?" The gangsters who were originally with the yellow-haired man saw that their brother was actually shot, so they pulled out a gun from their waist and ran over.
Seeing that these gangsters actually carried guns, Li Weile was shocked. Just as he was about to fire a warning shot, he suddenly heard several "bang bang bang" gunshots coming from beside him.
He saw that the hands of the gangsters who ran over with guns suddenly burst out with a spray of blood, and they let out the same miserable howl. They hugged their pierced palms and painfully fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
Seeing that all the gangsters were shot and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, Li Weile turned his head to look at Ye Xuan, who had put down the gun in his hand. His face was full of shock and fear. He didn't think that Ye Xuan would be so ruthless. If he said he would shoot, he would shoot. He didn't have the slightest bit of scruples that an ordinary police officer would have, and he wasn't any worse than the killers in the underworld who killed without blinking an eye.
"Ah! You dead cop, I, fuck … "The yellow-haired man viciously looked at Ye Xuan and cursed.
Bang!
A bullet shot into the yellow-haired man's right arm, directly blocking his curses and replacing it with a painful howl.
Li Weile, who was standing at the side, saw how ruthless Ye Xuan was. Although he had been a police officer for seven years, he was still shocked. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Private Ye, let's settle this first. Brother Zhong and the others are still waiting for our news!"
Li Weile was really afraid that Ye Xuan would shoot the yellow-haired man. He looked at the miserable yellow-haired man lying on the ground and squatted down to search his body.
But very quickly, Li Weile's face changed. After searching the yellow-haired man's body, he only found a Type 64 pistol. There was no Black Star, which was a Type 54 pistol, on him.
"Yellow-haired man, tell me, where is the Black Star I want?" Li Weile used his hand to pat the yellow-haired man, who was about to faint from losing too much blood due to his hands and feet being shot.
"Don't kill me, I … I don't have the Black Star with me …" The yellow-haired man looked at Ye Xuan and Li Weile in horror. He did not have any of the arrogance he had before, and his face was pale and trembling.
"Then where did you put it?" Li Weile anxiously grabbed the front of the yellow-haired man's shirt and asked.
"I … I …" The yellow-haired man began to stutter.
"Ah Le, don't ask. He did not bring the gun at all. He is Wang Bao's man," Ye Xuan said calmly.
"What? This bastard! "Li Weile was so angry that he almost shot the yellow-haired man on the spot.
Fortunately, he was still rational, unlike Ye Xuan who was unscrupulous. He threw the dying yellow-haired man on the ground, stood up, and looked at Ye Xuan. "Mr. Ye, this is troublesome. We are going to sue Wang Bao tomorrow. I didn't expect this bastard to join Wang Bao. Now that we don't have the gun, we don't have enough evidence to sue Wang Bao."
Li Weile was also very anxious. This time, in order to arrest Wang Bao, all of them had put in a lot of effort and used all kinds of means. If they did not have enough evidence to sue Wang Bao tomorrow, then it would really be like letting a tiger return to the mountain. With Wang Bao's ruthless personality, he would definitely not let them go.
This time, he volunteered to take the gun, but he didn't expect that the bastard Yellow Hair had sided with Wang Bao some time ago. Now that he couldn't get the gun, not only he, but the whole team would be implicated.
Just when Li Weile was anxious, a person slowly walked out of the darkness in the distance. This person had a patch of yellow hair in the middle of his head, wore a pair of sunglasses, and wore a white jacket. His face was cold, and he walked toward them while swinging a short knife in his right hand.
Wang Bao's number one killer, Ah Jie, finally appeared!
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Thanks to "Ear East and Knife Edge" for the tip!
Thanks to "Integrate Myself" for the support! Floating Astronomy.
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