With a slap, the voice echoed in the night sky, clear and solemn.

The bullet was loaded directly.

The opponent's body immediately became a half-squatting posture, his eyes were fierce, staring straight at the old hanger.

Lao Hang subconsciously spread his hands out and made a cooperative appearance.

At this time, hard resistance is definitely a dead end.

The black death's muzzle was pointed directly at the old hanger, and the hand holding the gun burst with blue veins, the fingers were strong, and the muzzle did not move, showing that he was well trained.

"Masks, hats." The man's order revealed that he could not resist, and he was mortal. As he said, he squatted and moved quickly, approaching the old hanger.

The eyes are full of doubt and vigilance.

The moving figure seems to be silent, and the muzzle is as smooth as a parallel line. It can be judged from this movement that this person must have been in the army and received formal training, not that kind of wild way.

It seemed that in the middle of the night, Lao Hao wore a hat and a mask aroused his suspicion.

Lao Diao's gaze fell on the muzzle, his heart was tense, but his face didn't move, and he had an idea after calculating.

"What the **** are you doing? Your own person!" Lao Diao gritted his teeth, pulled off the mask on his face, lifted it up and shook it, then leaned over exaggeratedly and stretched his face in the direction of the person with one hand. With arms akimbo, a finger pointed at his face: "Look, I can see clearly the kid, is it my own person? What are you doing?! This is the middle of the night, the peeing is so exaggerated, kid, you didn't come out and follow along. Live the work, right?!"

Then he stretched out his hand to take off his hat, turned his head and pointed to the wound on the top of his head that was broken by the beer bottle.

The wound was very serious. Although the blood had stopped flowing, the dirty blood coagulated there, and the pale scalp was turned up a little. There was blood stains all around, and it looked very disgusting. It would have to be sewn with stitches. A few stitches.

"I only wore a hat when I was injured. Don't fire your gun! Don't **** fire!" Lao Diao glared at the man and said annoyedly. He put on the hat again and talked about the mask violently. Thrown to the ground.

Everything is done extremely naturally.

Stubborn, dissatisfied, angry and a little disdainful, the performance was vivid and vivid.

Old hanging is taking a gamble.

Since the little boss over there and the guy in front of them don't know each other, it must be the talented team who came to protect the field today, and they didn't know each other before.

Anyway, if I don’t know each other, the mask is useless.

The man's eyes were slightly squinted, and after a closer look, the doubt on his face was indeed a little less.

Seeing that he had eased up, Lao Diao shook his legs and stretched out his hand into his pocket in an exaggerated manner.

"Don't move!" The man shouted, and immediately squatted again, instinctively looking for shelter in the direction of the wall.

He thought that the old man took a gun.

He is a rookie. Although he is well-trained, he is a rookie with little actual combat experience. Lao Diao made this judgment. Who would hide the gun in the baggy trouser pockets and dig it out in front of the face?

Only a rookie can be surprised like a grasshopper.

However, if this rookie yelled and attracted the veteran over there, the matter would be serious.

Have to hold him steady.

"Smoke a cigarette, little brother!" Old Diao Yuguang glanced at the direction of the truck, and saw that the truck stopped at the intersection, and a person hurriedly ran over behind the truck, presumably something was missing.

This block completely blocked the sight of people over there.

The sky is endless, Lao Diao breathed a sigh of relief.

The place where Lao Hang was at was a crossroad, and the place where he was standing was blocked by a stone elephant. He had to lead this person to the side of the stone elephant and leave the road as soon as possible.

Only after leaving this road, people over there can't see this scene. Without others to come and support, this matter will be much easier.

"Okay, don't hold the gun, come here, come here, buddy, take one." The old hanger said as he walked two steps forward, smiling.

"Don't move!" The man still remained vigilant, but the phrase "Don't move" was much more polite than before.

The series of reactions from Lao Diao really didn't look like a spy. Which spy could calmly smoke when the gun was aimed at him?

It's not a joke about one shot and one life.

The man relaxed a little, and the gun dropped slightly.

"Come on, take a root." Upon seeing this, Lao Diao was secretly delighted, opened the cigarette box and shook, a few shook out, and stretched out towards the person.

"Which district are you from?" The demonic anger eased a little bit. Although the gun was not completely put down, the squatting body stood up straight.

Half-squatting is an attacking state, and standing up straight shows that he has completely relaxed his vigilance.

Lao Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Yu Guang looked in the direction of the truck. The car hadn't moved yet, so he blocked it tightly.

Good time, he thought, so he smiled and walked over to the man, lighting him a cigarette as he walked.

When he was about five or six steps away from the person, Lao Hang subconsciously glanced at the person's badge.

At a glance, the old scalp scammed, and a burst of tension struck.

If he was able to stabilize the tension before, at this time, Lao Hao's body was shaking slightly.

This is a big game! He thought, making a fist slightly, shaking slightly, and the aftermath fell on the person's breastplate again.

The badge number on this person's chest is: Shandong 00902. It shows that he is No. 902 and 902 of several prefecture-level cities on the east side of the Shaanxi boundary. It is not far behind but not very far forward. This is nothing. The most important thing is that the big knife pattern under this number is embroidered with red and white silk threads. The white knife face is embroidered with red on the edge of the knife, like a blood donation flowing on the edge of the knife. It is full of evil and quite three-dimensional.

And Lao Diao's breastplate is embroidered with Beijing North 00528 and No. 528 of the Imperial Capital North City. This number is a big man, and the emperor is no better than the city below, and his strength lies there. It looks really exquisite. At first glance, it is meticulously crafted, but the problem is that it is a big knife embroidered with golden silk thread. It looks good or it looks good. This color is not right. The gold thread still has golden powder. This is dark. The lights there shined, it was golden, let alone, it was pretty cool...

It's like counterfeiting the big international brands in China, the style is exactly the same, but the LOGO is completely different.

Damn, this dog-like Gongzi actually gave a copycat! Lao Hang cursed inwardly.

On weekdays, reporters have little contact with this kind of gang, and the gang’s business is big, but even gangs that cover large companies will not show up when they are holding press conferences. This is a taboo. This is different from Hong Kong.

Therefore, Gao Leng and Lao Diao didn't know the gang very well, so Brother Gong took advantage of the loopholes.

This gap is fatal.

If you have to associate the reporter with the gang, there are only two. One is that the women of the gang are big stars, and there are some rumors in the circle, so they will pay attention. The other is when unannounced visits by reporters are discovered.

In the past few years, the number of unannounced reporters who have encountered injuries has been increasing. The number of victims who were killed during the interview is still very small. After all, they are likely to cause a sensation. But after a year or two, some were killed.

In this case, many cases were solved. The sensitive identity of the reporter was placed there, but most of them only caught the executors, not behind the scenes.

How to deal with those caught on the spot will have their own merits.

See if the person being unannounced is a ruthless person, it seems that this opponent is more than a ruthless person, who can take a gun on the road, I am afraid that he has a role in a murder case.

The man also looked at Lao Diao's breastplate.