"It doesn't matter, you don't know, he knows. Zheng Fengkuang, let's go!"
Fan Hongyu was very decisive and immediately shouted to Zheng Feng.
"Fan Hongyu, what do you want to do? Are you...are you crazy?"
Zheng Fengkuang was so angry that he shouted hoarsely.
Fan Hongyu leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Zheng Fengkuang, please wake up. I also grabbed the gun today, the gun was fired, and people were injured. I will risk my life. You'd better cooperate with me honestly.
Otherwise, I'll kill you first. I can tell you what I can do! I'll pull the trigger lightly, and bang, your head will turn into a rotten watermelon. Do you want to try it?"
The voice was cold, and the hard muzzle of the 64 pistol drilled hard into his temple.
Zheng Fengkuang trembled all over, his lower body swelled, and he almost became incontinent.
He did not doubt Fan Hongyu's words at all.
Fan Hongyu's shot just now clearly showed that he was definitely not talking for fun.
This is a stupid young man!
"Walk!"
Fan Hongyu pushed hard and escorted Zheng Fengkuang towards the office building of the Public Security Bureau.
Xia Yan said nothing, bent down to pick up the dagger dropped by the driver, and guarded Fan Hongyu. Tong Yu followed closely behind.
The gunshots just now had already alerted the people in the Public Security Bureau. Several police officers appeared at the gate. When they saw this scene, they were all stunned.
What happened?
Someone actually pointed a gun at Young Master Zheng’s head!
Take a closer look!
My mom, this idiot is actually the second son of Deputy County Magistrate Fan’s family.
It’s exciting now!
Fan Hongyu ignored these policemen. He held Zheng Fengkuang's neck tightly with one hand and held the 64 pose with the other hand, pressing it firmly against Zheng Fengkuang's temples with a cold expression. Zheng Fengkuang's head was blooming, and blood was flowing continuously.
The man's clothes were stained red, but Fan Hongyu ignored him and just pushed Zheng Fengkuang forward.
Seeing such a posture, the policemen looked at each other in shock. No one dared to stop them and they all moved out of the way.
To be honest, although this is the compound of the Public Security Bureau, it is the first time for all the police to encounter such a scene. Not to mention the emergency plan, I am afraid they have never even thought about such a situation happening.
Someone grabbed a gun and held a police officer hostage. Instead of running out, he rushed straight into the public security station.
Simply unbelievable.
"Zheng Fengkuang, where is Baoxing Pass?"
Fan Hongyu asked sharply.
"No...I don't know..."
Zheng Feng kept speaking harshly because he was betting that Fan Hongyu would not dare to kill him seriously.
Without hesitation, Fan Hongyu put the pistol against his ear, and with a bang, Zheng Fengkuang let out a long scream. One ear was already bloody, his whole head was rumbling, and no sound could be heard anymore.
"explain!"
Fan Hongyu shouted loudly!
Zheng Fengkuang's ears exploded, and flesh and blood splattered all over his head and face, like a ferocious god.
"Three, three interrogation rooms..."
Zheng Fengkuang had completely collapsed and was almost incontinent. He no longer dared to be stubborn and stammered his confession.
Fan Hongyu did not ask any more questions, and escorted Zheng Fengkuang towards the third interrogation room.
He was only more familiar with the situation in the office building of the Public Security Bureau than Zheng Fengkuang. In another world, Zheng Fengkuang met the King of Hell two months later, and Fan Hongyu subsequently worked here for more than ten years.
"Xia Yan, follow closely. If anyone dares to take action, don't be vague."
Fan Hongyu did not forget to say hello to Xia Yan.
"Know!"
Xia Yan responded neatly, his voice full of excitement.
My darling, my second brother didn’t do anything. But when he did, he shot directly. He was determined to kill Zheng Fengkuang.
Xia Yan likes it!
The policemen looked on blankly, not knowing what to do.
Fan Hongyu just shot Zheng Fengkuang again in front of them.
The office building of the Public Security Bureau is not large. Soon, Fan Hongyu and others arrived in front of the third interrogation room. The door of the interrogation room was closed.
"Xia Yan!"
Fan Hongyu shouted, and then he pushed Zheng Fengkuang aside.
Without saying a word, Xia Yan stepped back, then violently moved forward with a flying kick.
There was a loud "bang", and the thick wooden door of the interrogation room opened in response. It hit the wall hard and bounced back. Xia Yan was already prepared. He kicked it again with a slightly lighter force, and the wooden door bounced open again.
Fan Hongyu escorted Zheng Fengkuang and rushed into the third interrogation room.
The third interrogation room was also bloody.
A young man was lying on the ground, covered in blood and flesh. Three equally young and strong men were surrounding him. Each of them held a cup with cold water in his hand and was about to pour it on Bao Xing on the ground. The person in the interrogation room
The door was suddenly kicked open, and everyone was startled. The man's hand trembled, and he spilled half of the water in his cup.
"Everyone get out!"
Fan Hongyu shouted loudly, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the three of them.
These few people had been drinking with Brother Fan a few days ago. They seemed to be members of the joint security defense team. They also passed names with Brother Fan at that time, but how could Fan Hongyu remember so much?
No one has the time to remember the names of a few dying people.
Meaningless!
In another world, Zheng Feng, Kuang, and Huang Liansheng were not the only bad policemen and gangsters who were shot because of the "December 17 Massacre."
Thunder above was furious and sent a task force directly from the province to Yuyang County to dig out the evil deeds of Zheng Fengkuang's gang over the years. They killed more than a dozen heads before it came to an end.
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Basically, the group of guys who drank with Fan Hongyu a few days ago were all on the list. Being mixed with a bunch of "dead people", Fan Hongyu felt really weird at the time.
"what are you doing?"
One of them came to his senses quickly and shouted, his eyes full of surprise and fear.
Why does that guy with a bloody head seem to be Mr. Zheng?
This is really strange.
In Yuyang County, does anyone dare to deal such a fatal blow to Mr. Zheng?
"Bang" sound!
A bullet grazed his scalp and flew past.
"roll!"
Fan Hongyu shouted loudly again.
At this time, everything must be dealt with decisively and must not be sloppy. It is enough to have Zheng Fengkuang as a "hostage" in hand. If these people stay in the house, they will only get in the way and distract you from guarding against them.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, these three guys were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were pissed. At that moment, Nuonuo screamed and rushed out, not even daring to take another look at Fan Hongyu.
"Quick, Xia Yan, Tong Yu, save people!"
Fan Hongyu then loudly ordered Xia Yan and Tong Yu.
Tong Yu had already hurried over, not caring about the blood on the ground, turned Bao Xing over and shouted loudly.
Fan Hongyu looked at it intently, and saw that Bao Xing was only wearing a small vest, and his thicker clothes had been stripped clean. His body was bloody and bloody, and his head and face were covered in blood. He had become a bloody man. He was quite grown up.
A man was lying there quietly at this moment, motionless, only his chest was still rising and falling slightly.
Tong Yu's tears kept flowing, but she didn't know what to do.
"Xia Yan, pinch Renzhong!"
In fact, without waiting for Fan Hongyu's instructions, Xia Yan had already reached out and pinched Bao Xing's man. In the past few years, Xia Yan had been in many fights, and he had general first aid knowledge.
With a groan, Bao Xing woke up and turned around.
"Baoxing, Baoxing, you're awake..."
Tong Yu shouted.
"Xia Yan, help him stand up."
Xia Yan did as he was told, regardless of Bao Xing's blood-stained body, and hugged Bao Xing by the waist. Using his arms, he forcibly picked up Bao Xing's body, which weighed more than 100 kilograms.
"Bao Xing, you have to cheer up. We are still at the Public Security Bureau. People will be surrounding us soon. Come on, call the troops immediately and explain the situation to them."
Fan Hongyu spoke hurriedly to Bao Xing, but his words were still very clear.
Bao Xing shook his head vigorously to regain his composure, looked straight at Fan Hongyu, and asked, "Who are you?"
Fan Hongyu said: "Don't worry about who I am, after all, I am here to save you. You have also seen that this guy is the culprit..."
As he spoke, Fan Hongyu tapped Zheng Fengkuang's bloody head with the muzzle of his gun.
Bao Xing looked carefully, and even though his whole face was covered in blood, he could still tell that it was indeed Zheng Fengkuang.
"Haha, good, good, good fight!"
Bao Xing looked up to the sky and laughed.
Fan Hongyu couldn't help but nodded secretly.
Sure enough, he was worthy of being a general. At this moment, not everyone could laugh and laugh so happily.
Fan Hongyu immediately said: "Bao Xing, we'll talk about the rest later. You call right away. If you're late, they will cut off the phone line. Remember, just call your army. It's a local call, not a long-distance call. No need to transfer it."
catch."
Telephone communication in the mid-1980s was far less convenient than in later generations.
Bao Xing was an excellent soldier after all. He came from a military family since he was a child. Although he was seriously injured, he still understood the current situation in an instant. When he saw Fan Hongyu pointing a gun at Zheng Fengkuang's head, he knew that the problem had reached its most critical point.
critical moment.
He no longer hesitated and struggled to stand firm. With the support of Xia Yan and Tong Yu, he came to the desk in the interrogation room. He grabbed the phone and called the garrison. In a few words, he explained the situation clearly.
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"Baoxing, don't worry, come on, put on some clothes..."
Tong Yu had already picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and said hurriedly.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?"
Bao Xing, however, was not busy getting dressed and asked loudly to his wife, his eyes full of concern.
"It's okay... I just went out, and my car was stopped. He... they both saved me, and then they came here..."
Tong Yu explained, but her face was full of confusion.
To be honest, until now, she has not figured out who these two "flying generals" who fell from the sky are. They seem to be very familiar with herself and Bao Xing, but she has no impression at all.
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