The car in front of me was covered in bullet scratches and bullet holes, stained with blood and bloody fingerprints. The windshield and windows on both sides were all shattered by bullets.

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Apparently there had been a fierce fight in this car before, and it was a big fight. A man covered in blood stumbled out of the car. He was shot in the chest and legs. The bullet penetrated the back, and the blood was flowing.

As he stood, blood kept pouring out of his mouth. His face looked a little ferocious. There were no bullets in the gun he was holding. He fell on his back on the ground and his breath was weak. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

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Zhao Fanchen knew this person. He was Lao Wu, who was working with him a few days ago to polish parts. He also came here smuggled in and said that he had a daughter who was already in junior high school.

As soon as Zhao Fanchen saw someone stumbling out of the car, he pushed Robin and shouted: "Something's happened, go call someone????" Then he rushed over quickly and wiped the blood all over his body.

Lao Wu held him in his arms: "Old Wu, what happened, what happened?"

"We were ambushed by the Burmese. They took away all the arms that Mr. Xiong had. All my brothers who went there died???" Old Wu in Zhao Fanchen's arms looked like he was dying, and he was covered in blood.

Blood, chest and internal organs were penetrated. He was wearing rough clothes and spoke intermittently with difficulty. Then the blood in his mouth spurted out. His whole body was trembling. Zhao Fanchen pressed one hand on his chest.

Bullet hole, one hand dragged his head, and said harshly: "Brother, hold on, the doctor will be here soon???"

An extremely ugly bitter smile appeared on Old Wu's face. He stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed Zhao Fanchen's arm. The blood in his mouth kept pouring out as he spoke, and then he shook his head, with difficulty.

Panting, he said intermittently: "Brother, I'm about to die. I want to ask you something. I know you will definitely go back and help me take care of my daughter??????"

Then Lao Wu tilted his head, and the hand that was holding Zhao Fanchen's arm loosened, and slowly fell to the ground. He died in Zhao Fanchen's arms with blood all over his body. Zhao Fanchen watched as he died.

Old Wu in his arms whispered: "I can do it, don't worry!"

The dead old Wu opened his hands, and inside was a bunch of bloody diamond necklaces. Old Wu once said that he bought this for his daughter, and planned to put it on her with his own hands when he returned.

Robin hurriedly led a group of people and two medical staff carrying medical boxes and ran over. The two medical staff checked it over, stood up slowly, shook their heads helplessly, sighed, and

It is normal for someone to die here, and someone may die at any time, so the expressions of those who came here are very calm, and there is not much sadness. If you have the opportunity to go out to do things, you may not be able to come back alive.

Only those who can accomplish things and come back alive have the opportunity to stand out. Sometimes, everyone is close to the opportunity, and maybe the opportunity you seize will face death that may appear at any time.

Two people shook their heads with dull expressions and carried away Old Wu's cold body. Haizi directed a group of people to push the car into the warehouse and begin to disassemble it. Everything was to be dismantled into parts, and nothing was left.

, those car skins all need to be painted.

The police will find this place soon, so the speed of dismantling the car must be fast, and all the dismantled parts are thrown into the recycling station of used vehicles. This is when nothing happens, these people have been repairing the car.

Reasons for dismantling the vehicle.

Zhao Fanchen stood up slowly from the ground and looked at the bloody diamond necklace in his hand. He took a deep breath with a somewhat sinister look on his face. Haizi came over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Fan, this kind of

Things happen all the time. If you want to be on top, if you want to get ahead, you have to pay the cruelest and most painful price. Success is never easy in this world. Go and change your clothes quickly, or else you won't be able to succeed in a while.

Those stinky policemen will be in trouble when they come???"

By the time Zhao Fanchen changed his clothes and reappeared in the large workshop of the repair garage, the bloody car was already unrecognizable. The body of the car had been dismantled, painted, and the tire parts and engine were being dismantled.

After modification and spray painting, someone used a water pipe to wash away the blood from the tire marks of vehicles in the yard and outside.

It only took the group less than ten minutes to disassemble such a car. Just as they were disposing of the car, police sirens rang outside. Haizi called Xiong Ye several times but couldn't get through.

, Sihu’s phone couldn’t be reached either. He cursed fiercely, clapped his hands, and shouted: “Everyone needs to be more agile with their hands and feet. Everyone is moving to process parts. These American red guys are not easy to deal with.”

????”

After a while, the large iron gate of the parts processing factory area opened. Several police cars drove in and stopped at the door of the factory. A group of police officers got out of the car very quickly, all with guns in their hands. The leader was

A white policeman with very fair skin and a pair of sophisticated and cunning eyes. The other white policemen and black policemen all had guns in their hands and broke into the factory. As soon as Haizi saw the white policeman, he rushed towards him.

He shouted happily: "Hello, Officer Henry, what happened? You didn't rest in the middle of the night and came to us. Could it be that your police car is broken and needs repairing?"

"That person, Henry, the chief detective of the police station, doesn't have a very good relationship with Mr. Xiong. He has been secretly helping Qiao Zhenhai and his gang, and he has been secretly trying to find trouble with Mr. Xiong???" Robin stood there

Zhao Fanchen's side reminded him in a low voice.

Click, the sound of bullets being loaded, the two young policemen behind Henry pointed their guns at Haizi's head with disdain, and shouted: "Get back, we are here to arrest people????"

Haizi raised his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Inspector Henry, your men don't seem to be very friendly to me. We are all serious businessmen. Serious businessmen in the United States are protected by law. They

In this way, a gun was pointed at my head, not to mention that I didn't know what was going on, which made me feel very confused and surprised."

The expression on Detective Henry's face was still faint. He just smiled softly and looked back at his two men. The two men immediately took back their hands and took a step back.

"There was a fierce gun battle on the pier tonight, and many people died. Judging from the scene, it seemed that it was not an ordinary fire incident. They seemed to be fighting over something, and we were following

A car that ran away from the scene came here. There is only a large repair shop like yours here. Shouldn't Mr. Xiong come out and explain what happened? "

"Inspector Henry, I'm really sorry. Mr. Xiong has not been in the factory recently. The car you mentioned did not appear here at all tonight. Mr. Xiong specifically asked me when he left. If Inspector Henry

When you come here, you must actively cooperate with your work. If you don't believe it, you can search anywhere in our place. We have always actively supported your work. We are all serious businessmen.

." Haizi smiled and moved closer.

"Master Xiong isn't here?" Henry's scheming eyes glanced at the people who were processing parts in the factory. He looked down at the cleaned floor which was still wet and had a little water on it. He smiled casually and said: "

Will it rain again tonight?"

Haizi's face couldn't help but change. Just when he didn't know how to explain it, Zhao Fanchen and Robin dragged a polished red part and threw it to the door of the factory. They took a high-pressure water gun and rinsed it.

, and then carried it towards the warehouse at the back.

Henry's eyes were a little strange, and then he smiled faintly. Haizi looked at Zhao Fanchen with a grateful look. Detective Henry suddenly smiled mysteriously, waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

Haizi waved his hand quickly, and someone brought a few bulging envelopes. Haizi stepped forward and took them from the car to Detective Henry. Several police cars, sirens blaring, drove out of the parts processing factory area.

As soon as the police car drove out of the factory area, the two young policemen in the car shouted: "Detective, why didn't we just search directly? That car must have entered here???"

"First of all, we don't have a search warrant. The car entered here, but before we arrived, the car must have been dismantled into parts and thrown into the garbage. What else can we find? We know that the dock

The batch of smuggled arms lost on the plane belongs to Mr. Xiong, but before we are completely sure, it is best not to provoke these desperadoes. There are some things that we do not need to do ourselves. Let the two dogs bite them and wait until they are all covered with bruises.

When the time comes, it's time for us to come forward???" Holding a cigarette in his hand, Henry opened the envelope handed over by Haizi. The bulging contents were full of U.S. dollars, and a sly smile appeared on Detective Henry's face.

After sending away the policemen, Haizi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, like an ant on a hot pot, and his face was a little ugly. He sat there in a daze, as if he was thinking nervously about something.

This batch of smuggled arms was an opportunity that Haizi had not easily obtained from Mr. Xiong, but now something happened. According to Mr. Xiong's temper, if the matter went wrong, it would not be so easy to negotiate. He

Knowing the consequences of losing this batch of arms, if this batch of arms falls into the hands of Mr. Xiong’s enemy Qiao Zhenhai, he will be dead. Mr. Xiong is not here now, so the only way to find this batch of arms is before Mr. Xiong comes back.

Atoning for one's sins.

Sitting there and smoking more than a dozen cigarettes, Haizi thought about all the possibilities, but he just couldn't imagine who would have the courage to snatch this batch of arms. There were very few people who dared to snatch Xiongye's things in Chinatown.

There were just a few, but the final question now was how to get these arms back. Then he seemed to remember something and called Zhao Fanchen, asking eagerly: "What did Old Wu say before he died?"
Chapter completed!