The team of the black-faced god Zhu Huabiao happened to be patrolling nearby. He originally wanted to smoke a cigarette, but his rigid subordinate "Fan Jiao" actually said that he must wear his uniform properly and not smear the police.
Out of sight and out of mind, he prepared to stay far away from him before he started, but he heard gunshots coming from the cafe in front of him just a few steps away. Several people who were patrolling nearby hurried over there.
Zhu Huabiao was the fastest runner, and now he felt a fire in his heart. He was transferred to a uniform, so of course he was not willing to accept it, so he was eager to make contributions.
Fanjiao, who was behind him, was much more sensible. He first reported the current situation to the headquarters, and then followed him.
However, Zhu Huabiao suddenly stopped when he was halfway there, because he saw a familiar profile of a guy in a car not far away.
When Fanjiao saw him stop, he stopped too. The two of them approached slowly, and finally the guy turned his face, Professor! Zhu Huabiao will never forget this face.
The two of them almost simultaneously took out the .38 spinners from their waists and aimed at the car.
Zhu Huabiao said loudly: "Hold your head with both hands, get off the car! Now!" But he was overjoyed in his heart, he had caught a big fish.
Just then, a car engine roared, and a black van rushed out from the side and hit Zhu Huabiao and Fanjiao.
Fanjiao grabbed Zhu Huabiao in front of him, and the two rolled on the ground, avoiding the impact of the black van.
The van came to a sudden stop, and the tires made a screeching sound as they scraped against the ground. The window was opened and a black gun was pointed at the two people. It was an AR-15 automatic rifle, standard equipment for American swats.
The two of them rolled and crawled to find cover, click, click, click, click! Bullets poured out behind them, these people were crazy! They were shooting like this when they were making trouble, and Zhu Huabiao cursed in his heart.
Suddenly the street began to howl, and all the pedestrians rushed into the shops on both sides to take refuge. The street emptied out in an instant, and only two people were locked up with automatic rifles.
The two finally got a chance to breathe behind the two bronze statues on the street.
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Three minutes ago, in the coffee shop.
"Haha, you damn bastard, I'll hit whoever you tell me to. Then I won't have any face." Xiaoniao huddled behind the woman and pointed his gun at her chin, trying to get her to block his huge body.
Richard's hand made a gesture behind his back to prepare to shoot, which made Yang Zhilong nervous. Now he was about thirty meters away. He was not sure of a headshot. The bullet had to hit the central nervous system of the bird to stop him from pulling the trigger.
trigger.
Zhou Hao was highly concentrated, and he also saw Richard's gesture. He was absolutely sure that he could hit the bird's head.
At this moment, Richard suddenly knelt on the ground and begged loudly: "I beg you to shoot me, don't hurt her, he is innocent..."
Xiaoniao was stunned by his sudden movement, but it still made him a little swollen to have such a tall and strong policeman kneeling in front of him begging, but Richard's voice made him inexplicably irritated.
He couldn't help but turned the gun towards Richard and cursed: "Shut up..." Bang! There was a gunshot.
Ah! The woman screamed in fright, the bird's head moved back, a hole appeared on its forehead, and its flowing curls trembled slightly.
"Haha" this guy actually smiled before falling to the ground with a thud.
Zhou Hao quickly stepped forward and put away their guns. Yang Zhilong checked that the two people whose heads were shot were no longer breathing.
At this time, two police officers in military uniforms rushed in.
"Police, don't move!"
There is a boy and a girl. The boy is a little thin, and the girl has a delicate baby face. The mole on her right cheek does not ruin the beauty, and she looks very cute.
Yang Zhilong pulled up his suit in an elegant manner, revealing the ID on his belt and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm one of my own. I am Senior Inspector Yang Zhilong of the West Kowloon Major Crimes Unit, and this is Inspector Zhou Hao."
Zhou Hao was not prepared for this. He had his ID in his pocket, and he could easily be misunderstood if he took it out of his pocket.
"Sir Yang, are these two wanted criminals?"
The little policewoman seems to have a more lively personality, but Yang Zhilong is cooler. He just nodded without explaining.
"PC, call the main station. Two suspected wanted criminals were found in Ovo Cafe on Shanghai Street. They were shot dead by cid police officers..." The little policewoman saw that the cool Yang Zhilong was not asking but called the radio station.
"Wow, this guy has a big gun hidden in his clothes. The two sirs are really good at shooting," the thin uniformed policeman said with emotion.
Yang Zhilong finally understood why Zhou Hao fired that shot, and he sincerely admired Zhou Hao's ability to adapt to situations.
"It seems that the mobile unit really trains people. Should I also go for training?" Yang Zhilong said with a smile.
Zhou Hao: "Haha, you don't go out to work much now, why are you training so impressively?"
Richard is comforting his female companion. It seems that the relationship between the two is really good, otherwise they would not be so desperate.
Just as the two were preparing to wait for support, there was a sudden sound of braking outside the door, followed by the roar of an assault rifle.
Zhou Hao and Yang Zhilong looked at each other, and in tacit understanding, they both held guns and ran out the door.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a Honda car driving away, and a long gun sticking out of a black van, pouring bullets at a bronze statue more than ten meters away.
There are two uniformed policemen lying behind the bronze statue. They are a bit far away and can’t see their faces clearly.
Yang Zhilong immediately called and informed the Flying Tigers that they could not deal with such heavy-fire automatic weapons.
"Oh no, it's Sir Zhu and Fanjiao," the little policewoman rushed to the door and said anxiously.
Zhou Hao saw that the professor was sitting in the escape car. He turned to the little policewoman and said, "I'll lend you your walkie-talkie." Without waiting for the little policewoman's consent, he pulled it off her shoulder.
"I am PTU Inspector Zhou Hao of Company B. I have discovered that the wanted criminal, Professor Xiang, is driving a black Honda with the license plate number: hfxxxx. He is fleeing towards Nathan Road. Please ask nearby colleagues to intercept him."
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Zhou Hao returned the walkie-talkie to the little policewoman and said to Yang Zhilong: "You cover me, I'm going up to see if I can help them."
Yang Zhilong grabbed him and said, "Do you want to fight so hard? I have already contacted the Flying Tigers."
Zhou Hao gritted his teeth and said: "Can that bronze statue hold on until the Flying Tigers arrive? You can't just ignore it."
The little policewoman looked at Zhou Hao's back and felt that he was extremely tall. The admiration in her eyes was not concealed at all.
Yang Zhilong also looked at Zhou Hao's back with admiration. He didn't have the courage to go up and fight, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.
He suddenly thought of something and said to the little policewoman: "Which Sir Zhu are you talking about?"
The little policewoman looked anxious and said: "It's Chief Zhu Huabiao who was recently transferred from cid!"
Bastard! It’s actually Abiao!
Yang Zhilong gritted his teeth and said to the little policewoman next to him: "WPC, come and cover us."
The little policewoman was suddenly stunned: "Ah, I, this..."
Yang Zhilong didn't give her a chance to refuse, and had already followed Zhou Hao and touched her.
In fact, Zhou Hao, who was admired by the two in front of him, was scolding his mother in his heart. Is this because he wants to show off his style? This is because he is being forced to go to hell!
Just when he saw this scene, the system issued a mission: "Kill with your own hands and or capture the six armed men in the van."
Does your uncle's system want me to die? It's an automatic rifle, and my own is a .38 revolver. How can I fight it?
Chapter completed!