He had heard that Qian Gui was one of the few friends Tang Tao had with the best relationship outside.

The two often go to high-end entertainment venues and have similar smells. Qian Gui, as a department-level director, can provide convenience in many things in Tang Tao.

The four of them didn't answer his words, and Huangmao even rolled on the ground with her crotch covering her crotch and screaming, as if she was about to die. She rolled to the bench where he was sitting before. While Lu Fan was not paying attention, she suddenly reached out and pulled the tape stuck under the bench, then took out a pistol, and pointed it at Lu Fan with the black muzzle!

"Draft it!"

Huangmao pointed a gun at Lu Fan while struggling to get up from the ground.

There is a gun hidden here?!

Lu Fan was caught off guard and looked at the black muzzle, and a panic flashed in his eyes subconsciously.

This was the first time he had faced a gun in his life, and it was also the first time he had smelled an extremely dangerous breath in his life.

He was confident that he could knock down these four gangsters without using his hands, but the bullets were ruthless. No matter how fast a person was, he could not be faster than the bullets.

But compared to these, what shocked Lu Fan even more was that Tang Tao was so crazy that he just slapped him, and he would secretly instigate the gangster to take revenge on him with a gun!

Seeing Lu Fan standing still, staring at him coldly, this reaction of not showing the expected panic and kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy deeply stimulated the last self-esteem in Huangmao's heart, which made his eyes turn red and he completely tore off his mask. He looked like a crazy madman, and shouted at Lu Fan with a distorted face: "Aren't you very awesome? Aren't you very good at fighting? Come on, run another one to show me!"

Bang!

Huangmao pulled the trigger in excitement.

Outside the detention room, a black Passat rushed into the police station gate, followed by four explosion-proof police cars flashing with sirens.

In the late night, there was only one on-duty officer in the duty room left behind. When the on-duty officer saw a car breaking in, he just opened the door and rushed out to ask who was so brave that he even dared to break out here.

The window in the back seat of Passat has been laid down, revealing a face with a sharp edge and majestic nature.

"I am Zhao Hong! Where is Lu Fan locked up?"

Zhao Hong's voice rang in the darkness.

At the same time, a dull gunshot made everyone raise their heads.

When Zhao Hong and the explosion-proof police broke through the door of the detention room, they saw the yellow-haired man holding a gun in his hand and pointed the gun at Lu Fan tremblingly.

All the explosion-proof policemen immediately raised the explosion-proof shield in front of them as if they were facing a great enemy, loaded the bolts and aimed at the yellow-haired person holding the gun.

This is a violent gun possession incident!

Zhao Hong's eyes swelled up in cold light and he shouted loudly: "Put down your weapons! Before you become a human life, you still have a chance to be lenient!"

As for the three gangsters lying on the ground, Zhao Hong had no intention of paying attention. His attention was all focused on Lu Fan who was pointed at by a gun.

The on-duty officer who was following him was also focused on the short gun in the yellow-haired hand. He couldn't help but get cold all over his body, and then he almost wanted to die!

That's his gun!

Because of the orders given by money, he would not care about what happened upstairs tonight.

So he kept sleeping while on duty until the police station gate was knocked open and the registered police officer woke up, and then found that his gun was missing!

Police lost their guns.

It's a huge sin!

But in front of Zhao Hong, he didn't dare to say that, but he thought he accidentally fell to somewhere while sleeping, so he looked for it after Zhao Hong left. Unexpectedly, he found the gun here.

It was still held in his hand by a gangster, and his gun was facing a young man Zhao Hong was in urgent need of meeting!

At this time, a sharp-eyed riot policeman recognized the gun in Huangmao's hand as a policeman's gun, and whispered to Zhao Sheng's ear.

"Police gun?"

The simple words made Zhao Hong realize the seriousness of the matter instantly. He lowered his voice and said to Huangmao: "You put down the gun first, but did not fire. You just robbed the police gun privately and detained with public security. If the gun caused casualties, what you will face is severe punishment from the law!"

The yellow-haired face was pale, and his hands holding the gun were shaken into a sieve.

He wanted to tell them that there were no bullets in his gun at all. The bullets had been dismantled by the perverted guy in front of him. He forced himself to hold the gun, but the posture of a group of explosion-proof police officers at the door was too scary. He was just a little hooligan on the street and usually paid some protection fees for fighting. When did he see this situation?

At that time, my crotch became wet and I almost couldn't even hold the gun.

"Who the hell is causing trouble in my territory? I don't want to live anymore...ah, Zhao, Zhao City?"

A fat man wearing black short-sleeved and full of alcohol suddenly rushed in from behind the door. Seeing so many riot police officers surrounded by the door, he immediately cursed. However, he had only said halfway through the words and suddenly realized that Zhao Hong, who was in charge of public security and stability, was so scared that his face changed and he woke up most of the alcohol.
Chapter completed!