Miao Zhihua took out the bullet and handed it to Ji Bu.
"涔"
Ji Bu took the round of bullets and pressed them into the bullet chamber. The six yellow bullets were removed from the mold and filled neatly, and then he took out three more bullets at intervals.
"Crack."
Ji Bu fiddled with the wheel and closed the magazine, then pressed the gun down and pointed it at Hou Jingcheng's thigh: "Superintendent Hou, you were so lucky to deceive me last time. This time, let's see again.
How's your luck?"
Finished.
Ji Bu pulled the trigger directly.
"Crack!"
Gunshot.
The bullet spurted out and hit Hou Jingcheng's thigh, exploding into a cloud of blood mist. The splattered blood sprayed on the gravel and quickly disappeared.
"ah!"
Hou Jingcheng's screams echoed on the beach, and were quickly covered up by the waves crashing against the rocks and the whistles of passing ships.
He pinched the injured part of his thigh with both hands, his body was shaking uncontrollably due to the severe pain, and his face turned pale: "Boss Ji, please don't kill me, don't kill me."
A pool of fishy smell dripped down from under his crotch.
"Don't worry."
Ji Buyun opened the bullet chamber lightly, filled the empty bullet chamber with another bullet, and closed it again with a flick of the wheel:
"Three shots, as long as you can withstand three shots, I will let you go."
"I, Ji Bu, always keep my word when doing things, and I keep my promise."
Then.
The muzzle of the gun was lowered again, aiming at Hou Jingcheng's left leg.
Hou Jingcheng's expression was horrified, with large beads of sweat on his forehead flowing down his face. He stepped back and shook his head:
"No, don't kill me."
"Kacha"
The trigger was pulled, the wheel rotated, and the sound of an empty machine was heard.
"ah!"
Hou Jingcheng screamed, his body trembled, and he shivered subconsciously. After screaming, he found that no new pain came, and then he opened his eyes.
"Huhu."
He gasped for air as if he had been granted amnesty, and his heartbeat quickened.
"It seems that you are lucky."
Ji Bu looked at the .38 in his hand and exclaimed: "The odds are 50-50, you really got hit."
"."
Hou Jingcheng's lips moved and he said nothing.
"Sir Miao, do you think this superintendent is actually a superintendent? He is so lucky."
Ji Bu's tone was relaxed, and his eyes turned to Hou Jingcheng: "One last shot, if you take the last shot, I will let you go."
Hou Jingcheng's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a longing for life in his eyes.
Miao Zhihua knew Ji Bu's character. He was true to his word. If the next shot really didn't fire, he would really let Hou Jingcheng go.
He wanted to speak, but after thinking for a moment, he held back and stood aside with a cigarette in his mouth and watched.
"Give you three seconds to pray and ask God to bless you."
Ji Bu opened the bullet chamber unhurriedly and loaded the two remaining bullets in his hand under Hou Jingcheng's nervous eyes.
This time, the original six bullets were filled with five.
"Superintendent Hou, since you are so lucky, I decided to make it a little more difficult for you."
Ji Bu turned the wheel and closed the point 38. The sound was clear and crisp, then he raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it directly at Hou Jingcheng's forehead:
"The probability is one in six. I wonder if you are still so pregnant?!"
"puff"
Song Zijie, who was smoking, almost choked on his cigarette when he saw this scene.
Ji Bu's operation is true
"The Yan family shovel!"
Hou Jingcheng originally had a sense of luck and plucked up the courage to try and win, but when he saw the .38 filled with five bullets, his mentality suddenly exploded:
"Fuck you, Ji Bu. If you can't afford it, don't play. I'll catch you."
The last shot was aimed at the head.
There is a five out of six chance of hitting, and you will die if you hit it.
"three!"
Ji Bu ignored him at all and stepped forward, the muzzle of the 38-point gun was one step closer to Hou Jingcheng's head:
"two!"
"Jibu!"
Hou Jingcheng's mentality was unbalanced and he yelled at Ji Bu: "You Yan family shovel, you are fucking playing with me like this!"
Ji Bu ignored him at all and continued to count down intently: "One!"
His finger immediately rested on the trigger and he pulled it directly.
"I said!"
Hou Jingcheng's eyes widened and he wailed with a trembling tone in his voice. After hearing the gunshot, he trembled and urinated again.
"Bang!"
Ji Bu turned the muzzle of his gun, and the bullet shot out. It almost missed Hou Jingcheng's ear and shot into the beach behind him.
ear.
A burning feeling came over me.
Hou Jingcheng covered his ears and collapsed to the ground, lying in a large shape on the ground, looking at the sky and breathing heavily.
The feeling of surviving the disaster is so good.
"Do you want to live?"
Ji Bu threw the point thirty-eight to Miao Zhihua, squatted in front of Hou Jingcheng and pulled him up by his collar:
"I'll give you three minutes to speak."
After being fooled by Hou Jingcheng once, Ji Bu was naturally too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Instead of letting him say it himself, it would be more refreshing to just shoot him.
Simple and crude.
Eliminate all useless interrogation sessions.
"I I want a cigarette."
Hou Jingcheng stretched out a trembling finger: "I want to calm down."
"Give it to him."
Ji Bu raised his hand and pushed him out and sat down on the rocks nearby.
Hou Jingcheng took two strong puffs of the cigarette, closed his eyes and felt the taste of the cigarette. His whole state seemed to be much relieved.
"Say it."
Miao Zhihua stepped in front of him and began to ask: "Who is the person above you?"
"have no idea."
Hou Jingcheng shook his head and denied it directly: "I don't know who is above me. After the accident some time ago, someone contacted me and said that if anyone finds me, just say that my boss is Senior Superintendent Zhang Wenyao."
.”
Miao Zhihua sneered, obviously not believing what he said.
"Everything I said is true."
Hou Jingcheng himself knew very well that no one would believe what he said, so he continued to explain: "Before I joined, I didn't know them at all, and I don't know when they started secretly investigating me."
"At that time, I was just a small inspector. When they contacted me and asked me to join the team, the people above did not come forward. Instead, they sent a chief inspector to contact me."
"Later, as I got promoted step by step and came into contact with more and more things, I gradually got to know the person above me. His code name was Eagle, but I had never seen the specific person."
"He hid himself very well, even if none of us knew who he was. Even today's action, I just followed his command. He asked me to go directly to Miao Zhihua and follow him.
Just catch Ji Bu."
Speaking of which.
He looked at Ji Bu with pleading eyes: "That's all I know. Really, I really only know a little. I've told you all I can tell you."
"I'm just a little chicken doing things for the eagle. Please let me go. I already know I was wrong."
Although he knew in his heart that begging for mercy was just in vain, his strong desire to survive urged him to continue begging for mercy.
"You said that the person who came into contact with you at the beginning was the Chief Inspector?"
Ji Bu took a puff of his cigarette expressionlessly, and his eyes fell on Hou Jingcheng: "When you were the inspector at that time, he was already the chief inspector. Now that you have reached the position of superintendent, he must
Is he already a senior superintendent?"
"He is a police superintendent, but he has not reached the position of senior superintendent."
Hou Jingcheng's lips trembled, he gritted his teeth and shook him out: "You may not believe it, but this person is now Superintendent Sun of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."
"What?"
Miao Zhihua's eyelids twitched and he felt a chill: "Superintendent Sun? Is it him?!"
After Superintendent Long's identity was exposed and he was thrown into the street, Superintendent Sun was transferred to replace Superintendent Long. Unexpectedly, Superintendent Sun and Superintendent Long were in the same group?!
Good guy.
Superintendent Long's identity as a rogue policeman was exposed, so Yingying directly arranged for another rogue policeman to come over and continue to stabilize Miao Zhihua's first floor.
"Yes, that's him."
Hou Jingcheng took a heavy drag on his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground. At this point, he simply gave up.
Anyway, if you want to be honest, you might as well take the initiative yourself.
"I don't know how big Eagle's plate is, because he always controls us alone. If Superintendent Sun hadn't come to recruit me to join the team, I might not have known anyone."
The implication.
I actually don’t know anything about the Black Police Eagle, I’m just a jobber.
"hiss.."
Miao Zhihua took a breath.
What he sighed was that this eagle was far more powerful than he imagined. Except for Superintendent Long who had already rushed to the street, Superintendent Sun and Superintendent Hou were also there.
Since when did I feel that this superintendent was like a gangster on the street, acting as the little brother of the Eagle.
Normally.
Things like this shouldn't be done by senior inspectors or chief inspectors.
But thinking about it made him understand.
What they are now facing is Ji Bu, who has not been able to solve the problem after several attempts. It is normal for them to send someone of the rank of police superintendent to face Ji Bu.
"Superintendent Sun, right?"
Ji Bu nodded and memorized the man's name. His words became tougher: "Now, I will give you two paths and one choice."
"The first way: you cooperate with us, help us dig out Superintendent Sun first, and cooperate with us in doing things. Then, you will still be Superintendent Hou."
"Of course, whether you have the ability to reveal your identity is your own business. What I can guarantee is that you will not die."
"It won't work."
When Hou Jingcheng heard this, he quickly shook his head: "Listen to me, you can't beat him, really."
"snort."
Ji Bu snorted disdainfully, ignored him, and continued: "The second way: I will do it for you now."
"I choose the first one!"
Hou Jingcheng chose the first option without any hesitation.
Because he knows.
If this sentence had come from Miao Zhihua's mouth, he might not take it seriously.
but.
The Ji Bu in front of him really dared to kill himself.
"Your performance is very good, I am very happy."
Ji Bu made a faint comment, and then handed him over to Miao Zhihua, who walked up to him and said, "You know what you should do next, right?"
"I know, I know."
Hou Jingcheng nodded and quickly added: "I'll help you get your brother's wife Li Lifen back first."
"very good."
Miao Zhihua took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Hou Jingcheng. He took the handcuffs to the car and threw the mobile phone to him.
Hou Jingcheng nodded, and then called out with his mobile phone. Soon the call was answered: "Eagle, it's me."
"Um."
Eagle's voice came from the other side of the phone. This time his voice was calmer. It sounded different every time he called:
"Something went wrong?!"
"People are holding it down."
Hou Jingcheng had already thought of his words and replied quickly: "I caught Ji Bu, let's deal with all these people in one go?"
"Yeah... no problem."
Eagle agreed readily: "Take Ji Bu to Nanfeng Cotton Mill. It will take about half an hour. Ji Bu should be very familiar with the location of Nanfeng Cotton Mill."
"I didn't kill him last time here. This time, let's let him die here. We'll kill him as soon as we get him."
"OK."
Hou Jingcheng responded respectfully, paused and glanced at Miao Zhihua beside him, then said, "What about Li Lifen?"
"What do you think?"
Eagle did not answer, but asked back: "Do you still want to ask me about this kind of thing? One is Ji Bu, a criminal arrested in Hong Kong, and the other is the family of a former police officer who colluded with Ji Bu."
"If you kill these two people, how much credit will you get?"
"Thank you, received!"
Hou Jingcheng responded angrily, then hung up the phone and looked at Miao Zhihua and Ji Bu: "Here, you heard it too, let me go to Nanfeng Cotton Mill."
"It's up to you whether you go or not, but I definitely can't go there. As soon as I show up, people will be gone."
"OK."
Ji Bu thought for a while but did not force it: "You are definitely not suitable to show up in this state now."
Hou Jingcheng's nose is bruised and his face is swollen. He was shot in the leg and can't walk. All he needs to know is the Nanfeng Cotton Mill.
His eyes fell on Mark Li and Song Zijie: "Brother Xiao Ma, can you and Sir Song help me keep an eye on this Hou Jingcheng?"
"Me and him?"
Song Zijie frowned when he heard this: "He is a thief and I am a thief. You want me to watch Hou Jingcheng with him? Just leave him to me. I can handle it myself."
Mark Li's expression was a little stiff and he looked at Song Zijie without saying anything.
"Sir Song."
Ji Bu directly corrected Song Zijie's statement: "Brother Xiao Ma is mine now. You must know what I am doing, right?"
"How can you say he is a thief? Besides, if you think he is a thief, then why don't you arrest him?!"
"..."
Song Zijie opened his mouth, wanting to speak but couldn't.
"I told you."
Ji Bu looked at Song Zijie with a smile: "You are still very immature now. If you want to continue on this road, you still need a lot of training."
"I think you haven't made a complete judgment about who is a thief and who is not."
Finished.
He shouted: "Fly, let's get to work."
"good."
Wuying waved from the car in front, cleared his throat and called to his subordinates: "Please pay attention to me, do your work, do your work!"
In the two cars in front.
Eight young men jumped out of the car, opened the trunk, took out a canvas bag, and took out firearms in an orderly manner.
Either a shotgun, or a micro-ram, and even some grenades.
Since he experienced the beauty of grenades last time, Ji Bu specifically asked Mark Li's connections to find Uncle Jian and worked overtime to produce a batch of grenades.
Although everyone did not speak, there was a tacit understanding, and they picked up the firearms in an orderly manner, and began to inspect them with skillful movements.
The sound of gun parts colliding could be heard at the scene.
These eight beauties were all trained by Ah Ji.
They don't have the kind of physique and muscles that look very scary, but their physiques are not bad either, and they look very powerful. As for their energy and energy, they are very fierce, and they look like they are not characters to be trifled with.
"Gudong."
Hou Jingcheng looked at the eight people in front of him who had arranged their firearms and got into the car, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He glanced at Miao Zhihua, who was silent next to him, pretending he hadn't seen him, and then looked at Ji Bu, unable to help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
this.
Ji Bu was definitely a gangster.
Can this be considered an undercover agent?
Ji Bu noticed Hou Jingcheng's eyes and tilted his head to look at him: "What? Superintendent Hou has something to say?"
"No, no."
Hou Jingcheng's throat was dry and he gave a stiff smile. He gave a thumbs up and complimented: "Boss Ji is really good at employing people. I believe you when you say they are the Flying Tigers."
"very good."
Ji Bu's lips raised slightly: "You're right. If you can speak, just say more. I like to hear it."
Finished.
He waved.
Three cars drove out one after another.
More than twenty minutes later.
Nanfeng Cotton Mill.
Ji Bu stopped the car on the side of the road: "Wuying, Aji, I won't go in. You guys can deal with it. Remember, people must be protected."
"Don't worry."
Wu Fei patted his chest and made a promise.
Aji nodded.
The two of them complement each other quite well.
"Aren't we going?"
Miao Zhihua sat in the passenger seat uneasily and glanced at Wuying and Aji who were leading people in: "Them."
"rest assured."
Ji Bu rolled down the window, took out a cigarette and lit it. He handed one to Miao Zhihua and said with a relaxed expression:
"Don't worry about my people doing their jobs."
"Okay."
Miao Zhihua thought for a moment and said nothing.
The two of them were sitting in the car, and soon two vans drove over quickly. They lowered their seats and watched the car drive into Nanfeng Cotton Mill.
Not long after.
Sudden gunshots rang out inside.
Three minutes later.
Wuying and Aji walked out of it: "Boss, take care of the few people inside who jumped on the street."
around.
Followed by a middle-aged woman.
This person is Miao Zhihua's younger brother and sister-in-law Li Lifen. She is in her thirties and looks quite elegant. Her skin is well maintained, her body is tight and stylish, and she has the charm of a mature young woman.
Ahem
Of course, this is an appreciative evaluation, a simple evaluation.
"Sir Miao, I will leave it to you to handle the scene."
Ji Bu looked away, opened the door and got out of the car, and gave the car to Miao Zhihua: "Then I will deal with Superintendent Sun's matter first. I will contact you if anything happens, and stay on the phone at any time."
Said.
He raised his hand and shouted at Wuying and the others, who all got into their cars and quickly disappeared from the scene.
"good!"
Miao Zhihua had already guessed what Ji Bu was going to do.
at the moment.
Ji Bu's way of handling things is undoubtedly the best way.
Miao Zhihua watched Ji Bu and his party leave, then opened the door and got out of the car. He looked at his younger brother and sister Li Lifen standing in front of him and walked forward quickly:
"Afen, I'm sorry."
"Brother."
Li Lifen stretched out her hand to signal Miao Zhihua to stop talking: "I should be the one I'm sorry for. I've caused you trouble."
"Let's go, get in the car first."
Miao Zhihua helped her open the car door and got in. He picked up the phone and called Ma Jun:
"Sir Ma, there were several people in Nanfeng Cotton Factory who assassinated me. They have been eliminated. Come over and deal with it."
····
On the highway.
The car is driving fast.
"Crowfly, Aji."
Ji Bu drove the car himself, controlled the steering wheel, glanced at Wuying and Aji sitting in the back seat, and spoke in a casual tone:
"Aren't you curious about my relationship with that person just now?"
"Miao Zhihua, a police officer from Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."
Wuying lay down on the back seat with his limbs relaxed, took out a cigarette and lit it, with a nonchalant look on his face: "What does the relationship between the boss and him have to do with me."
"Whatever relationship he has to you is what he has to do with me."
His eyes shone with incomparable wisdom: "I know in my heart that the boss has offended someone now, and the bad guy is messing with you now. It's normal for us to make a deal with Miao Zhihua, as long as he can help us
.”
Speaking of which.
He chewed the cigarette and pushed Aji: "Do you think so, Menghulu?"
"Um."
Aji nodded in a rare moment and responded: "We will do whatever the boss says. There are not so many reasons why."
"hehe."
Ji Bu smiled and shook his head, glanced at the two people in the rearview mirror, and continued: "Have you met Superintendent Sun of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station? Bring him over tonight."
"rest assured."
Wuying nodded and responded.
This is Ji Bu's way of doing things, simple and crude.
···
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Baishawan Pier.
The sea breeze blows, and the lights of the pier are reflected on the sea.
Ji Bu and Mark Li were standing on the rocks along the coast, smoking cigarettes. Not far away were Song Zijie and Hou Jingcheng who were not standing with them.
"Sir Song."
Hou Jingcheng's eyes flickered, and he lifted up his right leg, which had been bandaged with bullets removed: "Tell me how hard it is for us to work as errands. How much money can we make in a month?"
"ah."
Song Zijie glanced at him sideways.
"It's better than this."
Hou Jingcheng lowered his voice and came to Song Zijie's side and whispered: "If you find a chance to let me go, I will give you three million."
"Do you know the concept of three million? It would take me decades of service as a police superintendent to get it, let alone a small inspector like you."
He licked his lips and looked at Ji Bu and Mark Li standing over there with avoidant eyes: "What do you think? Do you want to think about it?"
"As long as you let me go, I will immediately take you to get the money. It will be cash that you can use whenever you can."
"Grass!"
Song Zijie slapped Hou Jingcheng in the face: "Who the hell do you look down on? You want to bribe me for three million?!"
He sneered: "Three million is too little, at least 30 million is needed."
"good!"
Hou Jingcheng gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment and agreed: "Thirty million is just thirty million. The money I have collected over the years is only fifty million. Giving you thirty million is just buying my life."
Compared with money and prison, he would definitely choose the former.
"Fight on the street!"
Song Zijie raised his foot and kicked Hou Jingcheng to the ground, causing him to eat shit: "Xie Jia Shoun, I am joking with you, do you take it seriously?"
"You can get 30 million, it seems you have found a lot of money."
"..."
Hou Jingcheng's mouth twitched and he was speechless.
there.
Ji Bu and Mark Li, who were smoking, heard the noise and turned to look over.
"Damn, I saw that right."
Ji Bu glanced sideways at Song Zijie: "Sir Song is beating someone? Did you enlighten him this afternoon? This kid is thinking too hard."
"What should I teach him?"
Mark Li looked like he had nothing to do with me. He shrugged and said, "How Ajie goes is his business. I'm not qualified to give advice. It's up to Brother Hao to give advice."
"Hahaha, Brother Xiao Ma, Brother Xiao Ma, you really have a unique personality."
Ji Bu smiled and shook his head. He was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He said seriously: "How about it? Are you interested in our cooperation and giving me a helping hand?"
"You are you and I am me."
Mark Li pinched the cigarette in his hand: "Let's wait until Brother Hao comes out to talk about everything."
"Look, look."
Ji Bu smiled and patted his shoulder: "I just talked about Song Zijie during the day, and now it's time to talk about you."
"Brother Xiao Ma, your layout is too small."
He came close to Mark Li and pushed him: "You must have some idea of what I do. Help me. I will find a suitable opportunity to go to the prison to get Brother Hao out and cooperate with us in a case.
Meritorious service will reduce the sentence."
"Wouldn't he be released earlier if he could stay in the squatter for a few less years?"
"..."
Mark Li was silent for a while.
At this moment.
On the coastal road.
Two lampposts shine straight on.
The car stopped on the side of the road.
Wuying and Aji got out of the car, opened the trunk and dragged someone out. Each person dragged one leg directly to the beach:
"Boss, someone named Sun brought it from the street."
As soon as Hou Jingcheng saw Superintendent Sun being pulled over, he immediately turned his back to him to prevent himself from being recognized.
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Ji Bu nodded and pointed at a large deep pit dug next to him: "Throw it into the pit."
The pit is not big but very deep, just as wide as a person can stand.
"Holy shit."
Wuying immediately became excited when he looked at the pit: "I told you earlier, I'm so familiar with playing this!"
Talking room.
Without Ji Bu's command, he took out a dagger and cut the rope around Superintendent Sun's body, held him down and threw him into the pit.
He picked up the shovel next to him and started digging sand to bury the person. Under Ji Bu's instructions, only a head and an arm were left outside.
"The Yan family shovel!"
How could Superintendent Sun not know Ji Bu? Although he couldn't get away, he didn't stop talking: "Ji Bu, you fucking dare to mess with me. I am the Royal Hong Kong Police, a dignified Superintendent."
"Crack."
Ji Bu raised his hand and slapped Superintendent Sun on the face: "I'm so damn tired of you guys jumping on the streets."
"Liao Zhenhua's lines are like this, Hou Jingcheng's lines are like this, and you are also like this. You all seem to have a sense of superiority?"
"Returning to the Royal Police is just a piece of shit in my eyes!"
"you"
Superintendent Sun felt like something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't finish the next sentence.
now.
There was also an inexplicable panic coming from my body.
He was buried in the beach, and the flowing sand was squeezing his body quickly. He felt that the blood flow all over his body began to slow down, and his neck was congested and his breathing gradually became oppressive.
"Oh."
Ji Bu sneered and took out the dagger from his pocket. The sharp blade shone coldly under the light and cut Superintendent Sun's arm open.
"呲"
A line of blood shot out.
It was very abrupt and sprayed very high, just like a fountain. Although it stopped spraying soon, it had no intention of stopping and continued to flow out.
The beach under the arm is turning dark red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
beside.
Song Zijie's eyelids jumped when he saw it.
As for Hou Jingcheng.
His body immediately began to tremble, fear coming over him, but luckily he was smart enough and didn't let Ji Bu use this trick on him.
But then again.
Ji Bu is just a fucking pile of shit. Different people torture him in different ways. Damn it.
In the sand pit.
"Ah I..I."
Superintendent Sun felt a wave of dizziness coming over him. Looking at his bleeding arm, he was completely panicked and spoke with a trembling voice:
"Ji Bu, don't mess around, don't mess around!"
"Okay."
Ji Bu waved his hand, Wuying picked up the shovel and dug up part of the sand around Superintendent Sun. The blood that had been flowing stopped immediately:
"You know what I want to do with you, right? Say something useful. I don't like to listen to nonsense."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Superintendent Sun was still trying to make a final struggle: "I am not the one taking the lead in your case, and there is nothing I can do if you ask me."
"Hou Jingcheng."
Ji Bu looked at Hou Jingcheng, who had his back turned to this side, and waved: "Yes, it's you. Stop hiding and come here."
"..."
Hou Jingcheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and walked over bravely. With a strong desire to survive, he took the initiative to become a lobbyist:
"I've already told Boss Ji everything. You should just recruit them all. This way you can still survive. Otherwise."
"I"
After Superintendent Sun saw Hou Jingcheng, he understood everything instantly.
At first.
Hou Jingcheng is a downline who developed by himself.
Now.
He pounced, and he knew himself, so he must have pounced on him too.
"I found that you have no desire to live!"
Ji Bu frowned and looked at Superintendent Sun, and said displeasedly: "I don't like your attitude very much."
He waved his hand: "Bury it!"
"Tui!"
Wuying spit on his hands and rubbed them, then picked up a large shovel and started shoveling sand to bury Superintendent Sun in it with great enthusiasm.
No matter how Superintendent Sun begged for mercy, he was ignored. The sand and soil were shoveled away and annihilated him, finally forming a small mound.
"Fuck!"
Hou Jingcheng looked terrified. He rushed forward and dug out the sand covering Superintendent Sun with his bare hands. He was very fast, fearing that Superintendent Sun would die.
The main clues are all on Superintendent Sun. If he dies, is he still worth using?
"The Yan family shovel!"
While digging, he scolded: "Sun Changhong, you are so damn blind, don't get me if you want to die!"
"It's such a critical moment, do you want life or money? Tell me everything you know about the Eagle."
"Ji Bu is a biological father now. He really dares to kill us now. Can you just stop fucking with him?"
He speaks very quickly and his hand speed is also very fast.
In just a few seconds, Superintendent Sun's head was dug out again, which had been buried in the sand.
"Huhu."
Superintendent Sun's face turned pale, he breathed in the fresh air greedily, and looked at Ji Bu with deep fear in his eyes:
