It felt like a heavy mountain suddenly fell down in his hand. Wang An's skills were pretty good. He tried to avoid it by turning sideways, but whoever Ye Fan was, he probably couldn't dodge even 10 Wang An. The spatula not only knocked away Wang An's iron
strips, and by the way, his tiger's mouth was also cracked open by the shock, and blood immediately poured out.
Before a gangster behind him hit Ye Fan with his beer bottle, Ye Fan spun around in a circle and swung the spatula out like a knife.
There was a muffled sound of "porphyry", and the head of the stout young man behind him was not made of iron after all. He was suddenly hit by the spatula until stars appeared in his eyes, and he could not find his way.
Ye Fan was about to pounce and add another kick, but was interrupted by several loud shouts.
"Stop! No fighting." I looked up and saw five policemen coming, probably from nearby patrols.
"What's going on? I'm Zhang Jin from the Shiwang Street Police Station. What's going on with you? Why did you fight and destroy all Zhang's stalls?" A policeman with a beard, a strong man, asked sharply.
"Comrade police, we were eating a bowl of beef noodles here, and this group of people openly wanted to tease my girlfriend. I went to the toilet at that time, and this man, a grown man, actually wanted to bully my girlfriend. My girlfriend
As soon as they shouted, they picked up tables and chairs and hit people and stalls." Ye Fan immediately rushed to explain, looked at the stall owner and the two young people at the other table, and said: "They can all testify to this."
"It was obviously your girlfriend who broke my shoes. Comrade police, look, I bought these shoes for more than a thousand yuan, and they are brand-name goods. I asked them to pay compensation, but they ignored me and even kicked me.
Leg, so we had to fight back. Now we are all injured by him, and we have to pay for the medicine. Comrade police, we have to arrest this couple first. I suspect they are not friends at all, said
You are not allowed to do that kind of thing." Skinny Monkey Goushun bared his teeth and rushed up to shout, and he came even more ruthlessly, slandering Ye Fan and Song Zhenyao.
"You are the bitch!" Song Zhenyao couldn't help but retort, almost bursting with anger.
"Why are you talking, what a bitch?" Zhang Jin frowned, a little unhappy, and hummed: "Speak in a civilized manner, this is a provincial capital, not a small place, so you have to pay attention to the impact."
"Haha, comrade policeman, I am used to using vulgar words as a brother. However, it is true that we were injured. I hope comrade policeman can deal with it impartially." Wang An stepped forward with a slightly arrogant attitude and took a look at the situation.
A look from the police.
"Stop talking, come back to the office with us and make a note." Zhang Jin glanced at Wang An and said.
"I'm sorry, comrade police, this matter has nothing to do with us. We are just eating beef noodles and watching the fun. We have something to do and have to leave first." The young man with a flat head who had previously called Sanzi said, followed Yangzi and wanted to run away.
"If you want to leave, there's no way. The bruises on my head and the wounds on my feet were all caused by you, and they were done with beer bottles. Police comrades, we can't let them leave." Gou Shunzi shouted loudly.
"Two comrades, what's your surname? Since this matter has something to do with you, let's go to the police station together to explain the matter clearly. If the fight really has nothing to do with you, it's not too late to leave." Zhang Jin snorted coldly, his attitude becoming serious.
, glanced at the two people again.
"We don't have time!" Yangzi said, winking at Sanzi, and the two of them turned around and spread their legs to leave.
"If they want to leave, Xiao Li, Xiao Liu, stop them." Zhang Jin became unhappy and shouted sharply.
The two policemen responded and rushed forward with a big stride.
"The police are nothing!" Sanzi snorted coldly, and kicked Yangzi one by one. Xiao Li and Xiao Liu were kicked so hard that they hit the table with a thud.
"Stop, catch them." Zhang Jin shouted, and the remaining policemen swung electric batons and rushed towards them.
"Well done!" Yangzi roared, picked up a table and smashed it over, then rushed out after clearing a path.
"Don't move, or I'll shoot you." Zhang Jin's stern roar came from behind. When he turned around, he saw that it was true. Zhang Jin was holding a black mobile phone and pointing it at Yangzi's body.
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In fact, Zhang Jin's gun had no bullets in it. He just tried the gun in the afternoon and still hadn't returned it, so he could only use it to bluff people.
"Damn it!" As the third son roared, a female voice came. Song Zhenyao, who was standing not far from the third son, had been grabbed by the third son and twisted in front of her. She didn't know when she produced a sharp knife.
He put his dagger across Song Zhenyao's neck and shouted at Zhang Jin: "Put down the gun, or I will kill this woman."
Ye Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that this young man with a flat head was still a ruthless person. The knife was hidden in the palm of his hand as soon as he whirled it. In fact, this can only be said to be Ye Fan's inexperience. Otherwise, with Ye Fan's skills
, there is no chance that the mistress can act mischievously.
"Don't hurt anyone, put down the knife!" Zhang Jin's hand trembled, and he was a little panicked. He didn't expect that things would turn into such a terrible scene, and hostage-taking occurred. However, Zhang Jin still didn't put down the gun. It seemed that he still had
Somewhat tough-minded.
"Retreat!" Yangzi turned around and smiled calmly. Facing Zhang Jin's pistol, he retreated to the side of Sanzi. The two of them retreated deep into the alley with Song Zhenyao in front.
However, Ye Fan saw the viciousness and ferocity in his eyes. He thought to himself: "It's strange. Could it be that these two people are extremely vicious criminals? It can't be such a coincidence. You can meet a murderer even while walking down the street."
Song Zhenyao was so frightened that her face turned blue. But she was still strong and did not collapse. She stared straight at Ye Fan and smacked her mouth without making any sound.
Ye Fan had no choice but to follow Zhang Jin and chase him slowly, not showing much panic. If it didn't work, he would show his trump card and throw the knife away, but it wasn't time yet.
After the third son retreated dozens of meters, they suddenly flashed and the two of them ran into a courtyard. Ye Fan looked up and thought, trouble, it seemed to be a private kindergarten inside, because the name on the house said - Hanako
Lane Kindergarten.
Nowadays, many working-class children cannot enter public kindergartens. The reason is of course that the fees are too expensive, often costing more than 2,000 yuan a year.
The hard-earned money of migrant workers is only 2,000 to 3,000 yuan a year, so they have no choice but to send their children to some private kindergartens. These kindergartens are often rented private houses, and the conditions are simple, and the children are like being kept in prison.
Just close it.
The incident became so big that soon the police arrived and surrounded the entire kindergarten.
Ye Fan had already slipped into the old house smoothly and found that there were indeed more than a dozen children inside. It was probably a kind of full-time kindergarten. The children and a woman who looked like a teacher were forced into the house by Yangzi and Sanzi.
A corner.
At this moment, one of them grabbed some clothes and tore them up. Song Zhenyao had already been tied up and thrown in a corner. The other actually grabbed a shiny pistol and pointed it at the teacher and children in the corner.
When Ye Fan saw that the opportunity had come, he was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that these two people actually had guns. It seemed that they had really encountered a ruthless person.
The man crawled against the wall like a gecko, stretching his legs vertically. The two gangsters felt something flickering in front of their eyes, and Song Zhenyao had long since disappeared.
"Damn it, I'm looking for death!"
The third son roared angrily, waved his hand and fired a shot at the shadow. However, Ye Fan had already hooked Song Zhenyao and slipped outside.
At this time, he didn't care too much. He picked up Song Zhenyao like a civet cat, kicked off the wall and ran up the three-meter-high courtyard wall to the outside.
Song Zhenyao didn't feel much, but she felt a little dizzy. When she opened her eyes, she was already outside the yard.
"Ah, Brother Fan, I... ugh..." Song Zhenyao was so frightened that she finally cried out, and threw herself into Ye Fan's arms and wanted to cry loudly.
"Stop crying, you're safe. The gangsters are still in the yard, and there are a group of children inside. Don't mess with them." Ye Fan comforted in a low voice.
"What's going on? Why were shots fired inside?" a middle-aged policeman with big eyes asked. This person was Liu Bomin, deputy director of the Shuizhou Public Security Bureau.
"I don't know. Could it be that the gangster killed someone, so how could he have a gun?" Zhang Jin said hurriedly.
"Captain Xiang, immediately organize the capable criminal police and find a way to get in and investigate the situation first." Liu Bomin frowned and said to a short policeman with a melancholy look on his face.
"Bureau Liu, our bureau has a serious shortage of police personnel. Firearms and offensive weapons are very backward. We should quickly ask Secretary Deng for instructions to send special police or ask for support from the provincial team. Since the gangster even has a pistol, he might be a nationally wanted felon."
.Such criminals are often experienced, and one careless step may cause heavy casualties." Xiang Minghui, captain of the Criminal Police Team of Shuizhou City Public Security Bureau, suggested.
"What are you talking about? Don't I understand this? Humph! However, Secretary Deng has his own plans for this matter, so just obey his subordinates. I heard there are more than a dozen children inside, so we must ensure the safety of the hostages." Liu Bomin
The creases under my eyes are almost gone.
"Yes, I will organize people to crawl in immediately." Xiang Minghui nodded helplessly, and with a gesture, several criminal policemen in obedient clothes came forward, and they squatted on the ground and gestured around.
At this time, Zhang Jin hesitated for a while, and finally bit the bullet and said: "Director Liu, I had a policeman named Lan Feng in front of that stall just now. He said that one of the two people was a young man with long curly hair.
He looks a bit like the felon Yu Piyang, nicknamed Yangzi, who is being hunted by the country. The other guy with a crew cut is probably his follower Liu San, nicknamed Sanzi. Lan Feng's memory is particularly strong. Of course, this one is also
It's just his guess.
However, if the situation is true, I heard that the man named Yangzi killed two colleagues before, and he is a very vicious person. You have to...be careful..." After finishing speaking, Zhang Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Repeat crime!" Xiang Minghui stood up from the ground and immediately said to the next detective, "Immediately check Yu Piyang's information and get the picture to show to the policeman in front of the noodle stall.
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