The howling police car rushed towards the front, the sirens roared and the police lights flashed.

In the taxi, the driver with a few Northeast accents smiled bitterly: "Brother, they will definitely find me when they look back. I will say that I was driven by you with a gun, so you can understand."

Wang Zhuo nodded. He knew the development of the surveillance system in big cities. It won’t take long for the police to follow the clues based on the video, find the driver of the taxi and ask him about his escape route. What he is now fighting against is no longer a group of incompetent hooligans, but a scum who has the state machine in his hands.

Just a few minutes ago, Wang Zhuo suddenly drove the car to a dark place on the side of the road and turned off the lights. Then he took Gan Lin and the woman to the side of the road, stopped the taxi, and turned around and drove back. No one expected this reshoot. Police cars and some unknown vehicles were coming quickly along the way, obviously going to chase them.

The driver was puzzled by this until the police on the on-board radio asked all taxi drivers to pay attention to a red old Santana car or a man and two women passengers that they suddenly realized.

The response speed of Dongjiang police was beyond Wang Zhuo's imagination, and it also proved from the side that there was definitely something wrong with their relationship with Hongfangzi. Otherwise, why did no one answer the call, but he helped Hongfangzi so neatly and hardworking?

Wang Zhuo told the driver openly and honestly, and told him clearly that he would either drive well and not play tricks, or hand over the car and be tied to the roadside waiting for someone to save him.

I heard that these three escaped from Hongfang, and the driver only said one thing, "You are not as fast as me when you drive, so I stepped on the accelerator to the bottom."

Before the police blocked all major traffic arteries in Dongjiang District, the taxi finally drove out of this fierce place. Wang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, took out the Apple phone in his pocket, and turned off the shooting.

He turned around and asked softly, "How are you?"

Gan Lin's face turned pale, his pretty face was tense, he shook his head and said in a low voice, but the other woman just nodded and said two words: Can you leave.

After entering the city, the traffic on the road gradually increased. The police once again announced several news through the on-board radio station. The driver solemnly suggested to Wang Zhuo, brother, you must change the car.

"Brother, thank you." Wang Zhuo took out a stack of 100-dollar bills from his pocket, took out a few and kept them, and stuffed the remaining handful to the driver.

"Don't let it go." The driver pushed it back quickly and said honestly: "You have to use money to run away, so you should keep the money yourself."

Wang Zhuo thought for a while and stopped insisting. He glanced at the service card on the bridge and secretly wrote down the driver's name and job number.

"I can give you thirty minutes and then call the police." The driver said, "I will tell them that the radio station is wrong and I didn't hear the news just now."

"good!"

The driver took the three of them to a nearby small street without surveillance and stopped the car, and guided the three of them to cross an alley and take a taxi on the other street. It is best to buy a few cultural shirts in the small supermarket in the alley and change them and leave separately.

Only then did Gan Lin and the woman realize how big the incident they had encountered. The other party could almost cover the sky with one hand. Although they escaped from Dongjiang, they were not safe in the entire Jiangzhou.

The universe is reversed, and the black and white are reversed. The two forces of the black and white in Dongjiang are closely entangled together. You have me and I have you. If you are arrested by the police and sent back to Dongjiang for trial, there is definitely only one way to die for Wang Zhuo and the other.

The power of ordinary people is as fragile as a sand tower under the waves in the face of powerful power, and is so vulnerable in the face of two torrents on the ground and underground.

"Can you trust him?"

After hurriedly walking into the alley, Gan Lin looked back with some concern.

"Just believe me." Wang Zhuo calmly led the road ahead, secretly observing the driver's movement through the reflections of various mirrors in the alley.

Until the three of them bought things and left the alley, the driver was still sitting in front of the food stall on the street and eating the noodles slowly. He kept his mobile phone and car keys at hand, but he never encountered it.

Wang Zhuo was finally relieved. With the help of this kind driver, the escape finally came to an end.

"It's so ugly to wear this." Gan Lin forced a smile and pointed to the non-mainstream wig that Wang Zhuo had just bought in a small supermarket.

Wang Zhuo smiled awkwardly, and the woman who had not made a sound suddenly said, "What are your plans next? I have nowhere to go."

Gan Lin looked at Wang Zhuo, he pondered for a moment, looked up and asked, "Under what circumstances did you get caught?"

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "I opened a small barber shop of six square meters, where I eat and live. Now I'm afraid I can't even stay in a hotel. I registered my ID card when I rented the house."

"Then you come with me!" Wang Zhuo said happily. With this experience of suffering, everyone is already friends and he must help her.

"Do you have any good solutions?" Gan Lin asked nervously.

Wang Zhuo sneered and sneered: "It's really not certain who lives and dies!"

After getting a taxi again, Wang Zhuo first tipped the driver for 100 yuan, found a number on his mobile phone, and dialed it in.

The signal that had been ineffective finally came, and a somewhat tender girl voice came from the phone: "Brother Wang Zhuo, what are you doing?"

"I want to see your grandpa, where is he now?"

"Kao Villa, didn't I tell you yesterday that you still refused to come with me and said you would accompany your girlfriend, hehe."

"Okay, I'll hurry over now. You can find a landline to tell me the number immediately. The signal there is too bad."

"What's the matter so anxious? Wait a moment, I'll send it to you by text message!"

Forty minutes later, the car drove to the courtyard of Haijiao Villa. Qin Siqing and Qin Jingzhong's driver Xiaoping and others were in the courtyard. Because Wang Zhuo's tone was very solemn, something obviously happened.

"Brother Wang Zhuo, are you?"

Seeing the three people getting out of the car, Qin Siqing stared in surprise. Wang Zhuo, who was in charge, was wearing a skull shirt and a wig on his head, as if he was a chicken coop that was blown by a detonator. The other two women were young, and one was a little more mature, and each looked more embarrassed than the other.

"Let's talk about it when you go in." Xiaoping looked at the three of them quickly and said calmly.

Five people hurried into the villa, with pavilions, water pavilions, flowers and bird pavilions everywhere. Qin Siqing took a happy step and introduced: "This was the home of a large salt merchant, but now it still retains a lot of its original appearance."

She was very excited, but Wang Zhuo and others didn't have this leisure, only the woman who didn't know her name forced a smile at her.

Qin Siqing immediately became tactful and stopped talking. She just had friends coming from afar and had enough IQ.

Mr. Qin lives in a large wing room. He is half lying on the bed, with a small computer desk in front of him, surfing the Internet. When he saw Wang Zhuo's appearance, he was stunned.

"I almost lost my life." Wang Zhuo laughed dryly, came to the bed and sat down.

"Tell me, what happened?" The old man looked at him, looked at the two young women, nodded and said, "You guys sit down too, Siqing, pour them a glass of water."

"It doesn't matter if your health is right? I'm afraid that it will make you angry if you say it." Wang Zhuo took off his wig with a smile and threw it at the end of the bed.

"Even the Japanese devils can't beat me to death, can you still be angry with you?" Qin Jingzhong pointed at Wang Zhuo with anger and said, "Speak quickly."

Wang Zhuo smiled, reached out to touch his back, took out a pistol like a magic trick, and gently put it on the computer desk.

Qin Jingzhong was stunned on the spot, frowned slightly, picked up the gun and glanced at it, and asked, "Is this a police gun, where did it come from?"

Xiaoping was beside him and wanted to speak but stopped. Qin Siqing suddenly had big eyes, and came to her and handed a cup of cold white cabbage to Wang Zhuo, and went to see the gun himself.

Wang Zhuo had already drunk a bottle of mineral water in the supermarket, and was a little thirsty again. He took the water cup and drank it all. He ignored him and returned the cup to Qin Siqing, and smiled at her and nodded.

"Grandpa asked you, where did this gun come from?" Qin Siqing urged.

"Don't worry, I still have it." Wang Zhuo put his hand into his pocket, took out a few bullets, placed them one by one on the table, then took out the second gun, placed it side by side with the first one, took out the third gun, turned off the security, and arranged the other two guns into a font shape.

There was a lot of plaster on the computer desk immediately. Qin Siqing took the computer down. Qin Jingzhong solemnly checked the bullets and safety of each gun. After confirming that it was safe, he looked up at Wang Zhuo.

"I attacked the police, shot four policemen, snatched these three guns, and the wanted order will come out tomorrow at the latest." Wang Zhuo smiled faintly, as if talking about something else: "I also killed one person, shot through his head, and the bullet was shot through his forehead. It was only a small hole as big as a fingertip. When it was penetrated from the back of his head, it did not explode the skull, but only a hole as big as an eye. It was different from what I saw in the movie."

The room suddenly became silent, Gan Lin looked at Wang Zhuo in panic. Only then did he realize that he had seen that scene at that time. The three shots he deliberately shot were used to help him take the blame!

"But I have to rob these guns." Wang Zhuo said with a twist of words and gritted his teeth: "If I don't rob these guns, I can't save them. If I don't rescue them, they will be raped and forced to be a lady and sell themselves!"

Qin Jingzhong's eyes finally showed a little shock. The old man didn't even blink when Wang Zhuo mentioned murder. When he heard someone forcing a good man to be a prostitute and doing such a careless thing, he was finally excited!
Chapter completed!