Huben threw Yu Yang to the ground, turned around and walked out. If Han Feng hadn't given the order, he would have really wanted to kill this beast with his own hands.
He knew that there was nothing to do with him and "Leng Thorn" here. Now this villa only belonged to one woman, a vengeful woman, her name was "Lin Xue".
From Lin Xue's cold eyes, Yu Yang saw the flying wings of the God of Death.
The perfect plan was stillborn before it could be implemented. He was a little unwilling. He even hated the incompetence of "Liuyue Tower" and "Qingyin Pavilion". The two famous killer groups could not stop "Leng Xi".
" and an attack wave from "ldh", which also cost him his life.
Yu Yang looked at Lin Xue, who was slowly approaching, and actually grinned: "You are such a soul-sapping woman on the bed!"
Lin Xue's face was pale, her eyes were extremely hateful, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly. Suddenly, the stream of light from the "Moon Blade" cut through the sky, and Yu Yang's hands and two feet were instantly cut off.
A shrill scream sounded from the villa, like a ghost howl from hell, echoing in the silent night sky for a long time.
Yu Yang completely turned into a "seal man", and his body without arms and legs was convulsing violently on the ground.
"You bitch...even if you kill me, you are still my woman!...Let Han Feng pick up the rags, haha..." Yu Yang laughed wildly, although the smile was distorted by the extreme pain.
As ferocious as a ghost.
Lin Xue's eyes gradually became sharp and wild. She screamed, swung the "moon blade" and stabbed Yu Yang hard, once, twice, three times...
"Brother Feng..." Qin Lan called Han Feng gently.
Han Feng didn't speak. He knew what Qin Lan wanted to say. He gently shook Qin Lan's hand, and the sadness in his heart swept over him like a tide.
Such a pure and kind-hearted girl, who loved police work more than her own life, but the black hands from behind actually sent her to the purgatory of her soul.
A large number of police cars roared in, and the shrill sirens tore through the dark night.
Police officers from the Beijing Anti-Riot Detachment and the Sixth Precinct came out in full force. Even the Director of Public Security came to the scene in person. He knew the relationship between the people being surrounded and the Deputy Minister of Public Security—how dare he neglect it?
The bright car lights illuminated the surroundings of the villa as if it were daytime. The anti-riot detachment was standing ready, quietly waiting for the order to attack.
Deputy Minister Xu Ping is in his fifties, slightly chubby, his fair round face has now turned an iron-blue color, and his small eyes are filled with sparks.
He was having an affair with the female college student he was supporting just now, and was suddenly disturbed by Yu Yang. How could he feel better? But he had to save Yu Yang. The reason why he is where he is today is precisely because of the huge financial support of the Yu family, and Yu Yang's grandfather
, and his Lao Taishan is the feared underground emperor of a certain northeastern province.
The Yu family is the only one in the family. If Yu Yang has his own shortcomings, let alone his wife who is not done with him, that person might kill him.
Xu Ping couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the old man who wore black clothes all year round and had drooping eyebrows. Although he was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Public Security, he knew very well that he was just a spy in that man's hands.
A chess piece can be turned into powder at any time if necessary.
All his handles are locked in Lao Taishan's safe. If he doesn't want to be a puppet, he will have no choice but to end up with a ruined reputation and a dismembered body.
As soon as the police's shouting ended, a young soldier wearing a black urban combat uniform walked slowly in the bright light. He walked calmly, his starry eyes were like frost, and his domineering arrogance made everyone feel suffocated.
Just as the heavily armed SWAT team was about to surround him, they suddenly saw the shield-shaped armband on the young man's arm: two silver military spurs were floating on the winding Great Wall, and the abbreviation "lctzbd" was shocking.
"Cold Sting?!" The SWAT team members were startled and stepped back involuntarily. In their hearts, the "Cold Sting Commando" was an undefeated myth and the pride of all Chinese soldiers. How could they point guns at themselves?
idol?
"Han Feng?!" The director of public security was shocked. He immediately realized that he had made a huge mistake. He actually regarded "Leng Xi" as a terrorist and went into action. Just for this reason, he might lose his official position.
Possibility of losing one's life. A few years ago, the Second Precinct was almost bloodbathed by the "Cold Sting Commando" because of the siege of Han Feng. As a result, many people today have not been able to get out of the nightmare of that year!
Thinking of this, the police chief was sweating profusely.
Xu Ping had obviously never met Han Feng. When he saw that he was just a minor major, his contempt suddenly became apparent and he said arrogantly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Han Feng gave him a cold look and said nothing.
Xu Ping suddenly became furious: "I'm asking you something, why don't you answer it? Where are the terrorists?"
Snowflakes began to fly in Han Feng's eyes.
"You..." Xu Ping was about to show off his power, but the police chief reminded him gently: "This is Major Han Fenghan!"
"Han Feng?" Xu Ping's stomach suddenly contracted. He knew who Han Feng was. He had heard too many legends about this name. It was a nightmare that many people would never get rid of.
"Major Han, why are you here? Where is Yu Yang from the Sixth Precinct?" Xu Ping immediately changed his tone to an almost flattering one, and said with a cautious smile. He was very knowledgeable, and in Han Feng's eyes, he, the deputy minister, was worthless.
not worth.
"He is already dead!" Han Feng said lightly.
"Dead? How is this possible?" Xu Ping cried out.
"Collude with killers, frame comrades, and die unjustly!" Han Feng's words made people shudder.
"No! I don't believe it, I must see him!"
Han Feng glanced at him and said coldly: "If you insist on seeing him, please come with me!"
Xu Ping looked at the police chief next to him and felt a little hesitant, but Yu Yang's life and death was too important to him, and he had to get to the bottom of it.
The chief of public security and all the policemen stood there like puppets, no one dared to act rashly. The legend of the "Cold Sting Commando" was like a heavy mountain, making everyone present sweat.
Han Feng did not enter the villa with Xu Ping. He knew that Lin Xue must have something that he didn't want him to see. The girl was hurt too deeply.
When Xu Ping walked into the villa, he was shocked out of his mind by the sight before him: the room was full of mutilated limbs, the ground was almost submerged in red blood, and the exotic marble walls were splattered with white brains. There is no place here.
Then there is the gold-selling cave that makes people drunken and dreamy, but it is a bloody and terrifying hell on earth.
A girl covered in blood was squatting on the ground, stabbing a "corpse" with a sharp knife, and the "corpse" was still squirming slightly, making indistinct sounds intermittently.
"Yu Yang?" The deputy minister suddenly recognized the "corpse" that had long been beyond recognition.