Going to the top - 1442 Kill one enough

The heavy rain blocked everyone's sight. Lei Biyun grabbed the exposed bricks in the bungalow with both hands, his nails were deeply picking up the gray dust, and his feet were floating as the tall and majestic figure slowly disappeared.

In the rain curtain, time suddenly lost its concept, and everyone present was sweating in their hands, and even Tian Yunzhong could only stare at him.

The door of the fisherman on the sea opened silently, and Dou Yifan's tall figure hid inside. Apart from the rain silently washing the mud and sand on the beach, there was only a suffocating scene full of blood and death.

Jing Jing. Seeing that his tall body was about to disappear completely from sight, Lei Biyun could no longer cry. She rushed out of the rain curtain and was about to pass through the direction of the small bridge.

"Quick! Stop her!" Lei Zhensheng, who was standing in front, saw that the situation was not good, quickly called his two subordinates to hold Lei Biyun, who was soaked all over.

"Let's find a way! Find a way! Why are you all stunned here? You, and you, Lei Zhensheng, why don't you think of a way? Apart from watching him die, are you nothing at all?

"Lei Biyun cried at the top of her throat, while struggling to rush towards Dou Yifan's direction.

"Lei Biyun, shut up! Shut up, do you understand? If you want him to come back safely, you'd better be quiet!" Lei Zhensheng wiped the rain on his face and walked to his daughter and roared.

One sound.

"No, you are asking him to die. I don't... I call Mayor Shi, I must let him stop you. You group of madmen, irresponsible madmen, are you just let him die?

Is there any other way? You are policemen!" Lei Biyun waved her hands excitedly, and broke free from the hands of the two detectives. She took out her cell phone and wanted to call Shi Dezheng, but the rain washed away

Her eyes were mixed with tears that made her unable to open her eyes to see the already wet keyboard.

"Lei Biyun, can you calm down? He can protect himself, do you know? Can you trust him once? He will definitely come back, I promise! You trust him once, okay? Be obedient, okay?

It's useless to call anyone now. He has already entered. Just wait with us quietly, okay? There are policemen around him to protect him, do you know? Don't worry! Believe him,

Believe me again, okay?" Looking at Lei Biyun who was crying heartbrokenly, Lei Zhensheng stepped forward and took away the cell phone from her hand, patiently persuading her.

"No, I don't believe you, I won't believe you again. Last time you lost my mother, this time I can't let you lose him again. Return the phone to me and return it to me!" Lei Bi

Yun shook his head, and while Lei Zhensheng was not paying attention, he reached out and snatched his phone and rushed towards the exit of the parking lot.

"Biyun, Biyun, where are you going?" Seeing Lei Biyun running wildly in the opposite direction, Lei Zhensheng rushed forward in a hurry for two steps, and finally walked back and stood firm at his post."

You two follow her, just don't let her do anything randomly." He took the telescope from Sun Yangli's hand, and gestured to the two subordinates beside him to find his daughter.

"Old Lei, let's react to the superiors! If something happens, we can't afford to take responsibility!" Seeing Lei Zhensheng turning back, Tian Yunzhong stepped forward and whispered to him.

"Director Tian, ​​you should do this! I am responsible for the safety of Deputy District Mayor Dou, and you will be the one who reports from the superiors." Lei Zhensheng blinked his sore eyes washed by the rain and pointed at Tian Yunzhong indifferently

He nodded, waved to the several special police officers behind him, and rushed to the two bamboo raft boats parked by the sea.

Seeing Lei Zhensheng taking the lead on the two bamboo raft boats shaking on the sea, and quietly touching the "Sea Fisherman" with a few right-hand assistants, Tian Yunzhong took a deep breath,

He took out his cell phone with a solemn expression.

The door closed with a 'bang', and there was no piece of clothes on Dou Yifan's body that were dry. The wet clothes stuck to the skin, which made people feel quite uncomfortable. He looked around the quiet restaurant and followed the blood stains under his feet.

He walked slowly towards Lei Zhenshan, who was holding Yan Chunshan hostage, step by step. The first floor of the Sea Fisherman's House is not big, and there is a front hall at the entrance, which is placed in a three-person sofa and two single sofas.

There is also a coffee table in the middle. The cash register is located at the stairs, and further into the room is a hall that can accommodate seven or eight tables.

"I'm here, you let him go! If this continues, he will die of excessive blood loss. By then, you will have an extra life in your hands, and there will be no way to turn back."

With a manic face, Dou Yifan calmly walked to one of the single sofas and sat down. He raised his eyes and looked at the blood that was falling down the tip of the knife, and Yan Chunshan who was venting more than inhaling.

Dou Yifan tried his best to communicate with Lei Zhenshan in a gentle tone.

"I have killed his son and don't care about one more life. I don't want to kill people, they forced me. And you officials, one or two of you forced me. I have no way to live, you

Don’t think about living a comfortable life. Kill one enough money and kill two of you and make a profit!" Lei Zhenshan waved the watermelon knife with one hand and pulled Yan Chunshan to the sofa opposite Dou Yifan with the other hand.

"Lei Zhenshan, I can tell you clearly that Yan Chunshan's son Yan Zhifu was not dead. I just received a call from the hospital and the five or six injured people sent were out of danger and continued to receive treatment in the hospital." Dou Yi

Fantan answered Lei Zhenshan’s first question openly.

"I don't believe it. I saw him being carried into the ambulance with my own eyes. He had many knifes on his body. I just heard that Yan Zhifu was dead, but it was said by Yan Chunshan, the old bastard. If you don't believe it, you yourself

Ask him!" Dou Yifan's words did not convince Lei Zhenshan. He grabbed Yan Chunshan and put the watermelon knife on Yan Chunshan's blood-flowing neck again.

"My son is really not dead? Dou, Deputy District Mayor Dou, is my son really not dead?" Hearing Dou Yifan's words, Yan Chunshan, who was already dying, suddenly looked up like he had been injected with adrenaline, and there were a few more.

Divide vitality.
Chapter completed!