Jin Bao looked at the people leaving with a gloomy expression, without saying a word or giving an order for Ma Zai to chase them.
Not only this group of horse boys, but also himself, had already lost to Ji Bu in terms of momentum, and was crushed by Ji Bu alone on the spot.
As Ji Bu and the others left, the horses that had scattered in all directions returned here again:
"The Yan family shovel, have those few people on the street run away?"
"If they hadn't run so fast, I would have killed them today!"
A group of people started chattering.
"Shut up, everyone!"
Jin Bao pointed at the group of horse boys: "Is there any use in having more people?! A bunch of useless things, they won't be of any use at the critical moment."
"Boss."
Youmazai came over and whispered beside him: "Those people just now seemed to be the people in Ocean Accounts."
"I know that bad boy Wu Ying. He used to be a very popular person."
"Ocean?"
Jin Bao narrowed his eyes when he heard this and had an idea in his mind.
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downstairs.
Ji Bu and others got into the car and drove away from the scene.
In the car.
"Fuck you."
Wuying took a deep breath and exhaled heavily: "Boss, you were so powerful just now. A dozen of them were crushed to death by you alone."
He leaned forward and looked at Ji Bu with admiration: "Especially the action of grabbing the gun, it's so powerful!"
"Street boy."
Ji Bu shook his head and said: "You kid, don't imitate me, or you won't know how you will die next time."
"Then how dare you grab his gun?"
"Use your brain."
Ji Bu stretched out his hand and nodded his head: "The man holding the gun has a gun in his hand. I am the speaker. His gun should be pointed at me, not anyone else, but he didn't."
"The shotgun was in his hand and he didn't even load it. That means he didn't intend to shoot and he didn't have the courage to shoot."
"I pointed the gun at my head. Even if he wanted to shoot me, he had to load the gun first. I had enough time to kill him."
"..."
Several people were speechless for a while.
The situation at the scene, with so many people surrounding it, how could they think so much? They panicked after seeing the shotgun.
"Remember, don't be afraid at critical moments!"
Ji Bu turned around and looked at them deeply: "If we get scared today, none of us will be able to leave."
"If you don't want to rush into the street, you have to be less afraid of death than others and have more courage to fight for your life than them."
"good!"
Several people nodded after hearing this, with different expressions.
"Aji."
Ji Bu glanced at Ah Ji in the rearview mirror and said, "You guys can move to another place to live in these few days. I'll think about the Golden Leopard thing later."
"Thank you, boss."
Aji nodded and reached out to poke his sister Ami beside him: "Sister, why don't you thank the boss quickly? You are the fault of all this. I said, this is the last time I will take care of you!"
"Thank you, thank you very much."
Amei nodded repeatedly and took out the cigarettes in her pocket to hand them to Ji Bu.
Ji Bu gave her a cold look and ignored her.
He really looked down on such a rotten person. If it weren't for the fact that she was Aji's biological sister, Ji Bu would have kicked her down.
soon.
Several people drove back to Ocean Accounting Company, No. 188 Nathan Road. As soon as the group dispersed, several people walked in from outside.
The leader was Inspector Zhang, who swept the Jinyaji Dance Hall last time. He showed his ID:
"Inspector Zhang of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, is Ji Bujisheng here? We have something to talk to him about."
The lady at the front desk didn't know what was going on. Why did the policeman come to the door? Just when she was thinking about how to refuse, Ji Bu appeared in the atrium on the second floor.
"Sir."
Ji Bu leaned against the railing of the atrium and looked at Inspector Zhang condescendingly: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"hehe."
Inspector Zhang looked up at Ji Bu, who was in a suit and leather shoes, and sneered: "Not bad, he looks like a dog."
His tone was higher: "Someone reported that you were suspected of illegally possessing arms and shooting in a residential building. Now we need to take you back to the police station for investigation. Please cooperate."
"Arms? Shoot?"
Ji Bu showed a surprised expression: "Do you think I dare to play with this kind of thing? We are a serious accounting company."
"You don't know whether it's serious or not?"
Inspector Zhang seemed to be impatient and waved at him: "What's going on, you'll find out when you go to the police station."
"Let's go, you are all smart people. We are just going to the police station to have a cup of coffee. I will definitely let you out if nothing happens."
"OK."
Ji Bu stretched out his hand, pulled the open suit, buttoned it up, and came downstairs in a swaggering manner.
He turned around and looked at the lady at the front desk with a relaxed smile: "Don't worry, Sir Zhang just invited me over for a cup of coffee. I'll be back soon."
"Okay, Abu."
The lady at the front desk was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
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Thirty minutes later.
Interrogation room.
"Ji Bu, you still don't admit it?"
Inspector Zhang frowned and looked at Ji Bu: "There is such a big movement, and there are bullet holes in the wall. You told me you were playing with firecrackers? Do you really think I'm a fool?"
He clapped his hands and scolded impatiently: "Go and find some firecrackers. I want to see them with my own eyes."
"Sir."
Ji Bu sat leisurely on his seat, picked up the coffee cup in front of him and shook it: "I'm sorry, this coffee is quite delicious, let's have another cup."
"Jibu!"
Inspector Zhang was angered by Ji Bu's move.
"Coffee, I want to drink coffee!"
Ji Bu rapped his knuckles on the table twice: "I'm not a suspect. I'm very proud of you for being able to cooperate with you and say a few words. Sir, you should give me a flag as a good citizen of Hong Kong Island."
"you!"
Inspector Zhang pointed at Ji Bu with trembling fingers.
He has interrogated so many people, and they are either the kind of people who are extremely arrogant or arrogant, or they are people who tell a few lies and tell everything.
Another way is to come in and not say a word.
These types of people are very easy to deal with.
Only an old man like Ji Bu is like a snake oil, he can't control it at all, and there is no chance to find trouble to make things difficult for him.
"It's very rude to point fingers at people. Sir, you don't even have this quality, right?"
Ji Bu changed his posture, crossed his legs, took out the cigarette in his pocket and smoked it leisurely:
"Your current attitude has caused serious psychological trauma to me. I can ask my lawyer to complain against you. This is my right, and it is reasonable and legal."
"."
Inspector Zhang's lips moved and he was speechless for a moment.
They are not afraid of bad guys, they are afraid that bad guys have culture.
The interrogation room door opened.
"Sir Zhang."
Miao Zhihua stepped in, reached out and patted Inspector Zhang on the shoulder: "Go and pour him another cup of coffee, and I'll ask him."
"Miao Sir."
Inspector Zhang was a little unconvinced, but after looking at the master's eyes, he had no choice but to go out obediently.
"Sir Zhang."
Ji Bu blew out the smoke and shouted at Inspector Zhang's back: "Remember to add more sugar."