"One more vote!" Wang Weiye grinned and looked at the "brokers" and others...

In the shop, the Guan Gong shrine, flames jump.

The agent and the others watched the black shadow rush out, and suddenly put "Han Jiang" down with a stick. They were shocked and backed away.

"One side!"

"One side!"

Huh la la, the broker literati took out his pistol and pointed it at Wang Weiye ahead.

Wang Weiye was not afraid, turned around and took off a red mask on the wall.

The mask is a hideous face painted by hand with red paint, just like a ghost coming out of hell, bloodthirsty and terrifying.

This is the mask of "Ghost King" Han Jiang!

Wang Weiye raised his hand to take off the mask, put it on his face, and hooked the rope behind his ears, revealing a pair of crazy eyes.

"Sizzle!"

He turned his head abruptly, and put his head in front of the agent: "It's my policeman!"

"Do not!"

"I am the King of Ghosts!"

"I'm Han Jiang!"

The broker shook his wrist and almost didn't scare the gun off.

Zha Zhien and Tang Yu screamed and took a step back: "Madman! Madman!"

"This tm is a lunatic!" Zha Zhien and Tang Yu looked at the brokerage next to them, and all three of them forgot to shoot, stunned by the ghastly scene in front of them.

But Wang Weiye would not be polite to them.

"Papa! Papa!" I saw Wang Weiye holding the broker's gun with both hands, and with a move of his wrist, he quickly removed the magazine of the broker's pistol.

"Bang!" He punched the brokerage paper to the ground again.

"Bang! Bang!" Zha Zhien and Tang Yu were about to shoot and threw Wang Weiye over the shoulder, turning around and kicking and falling to the ground.

Wang Weiye showed a sharper and quicker skill than Han Jiang! This is the result of the training of outstanding graduates of the police academy, and Wang Weiye has nowhere to put his strength in the police force.

"Crazy! Crazy!" Jiewen and others lay on the ground, covering their lower abdomen, and continued to mutter.

Wang Weiye picked up the pistol, snapped it, inserted the magazine, squatted down, tilted his head wearing a mask, held the head of the broker with the gun, and looked sideways at him and said, "I said! Give another vote!"

"Do you want to do it?"

The broker gritted his teeth and dared not speak.

He turned his head to look at Zha Zhien, Tang Yu, and his good brother before he nodded his head again: "Fuck!"

They don't care where the lunatic came out. Since Han Jiang can't get the diamonds, they just got a good fortune.

Moreover, this lunatic looks fiercer than the half-dead Han Jiang. Although he is a little bit dangerous, he can do it with anyone, as long as he makes money.

What's more, if you don't do it, you will die. They still know how to choose.

"Do it, let's do it!" Wang Weiye looked at the other two people after receiving the reply from the brokerage. Zha Zhien and the courtesan nodded together in a well-behaved and sensible manner.

Wang Weiye was satisfied with his gun, stood up and pushed aside the coffin board, picked up "Han Jiang" on the ground and threw it directly into the coffin.

"What are you doing in a daze? Nail the coffin!" Bro Wen yelled, and the remaining two immediately got up and assisted Bro Wen in nailing the coffin.

"Da da da." The sound of nails, hammers, and coffins reverberated in the shop.

The three of them are bachelors. They just finished worshipping the new eldest brother and immediately sealed off the old elder brother!

It is indeed a one-stop service for funerals and burials.

Business is skilled!

Wang Weiye opened a side cabinet and took out the rifles, grenades, body armor and other weapons inside...

Han Jiang can get bigger and bigger and grab more, surely he won't be short of arms.

Broker, Zha Zhien, and Tang Yu nailed the coffin together, walked to the wall together, and took off their "ghost faces".

Some of them have ghost faces and blue faces and fangs, some of them are gloomy and dark, and some of them are pale and terrifying.

The three of them have good ghost faces, and their temperaments have changed, becoming a celebrity evil spirit, a ghost king!

"Papa!" Wang Weiye threw a shotgun to the broker. The broker grabbed the shotgun, "clicked" and loaded it.

The three of them quickly got the equipment, each holding their weapons, the brokerage paper raised their heads and said: "Big brother, how do you grab it?"

Robbery is also about planning...

Although this boss looks very fierce, crazy, and capable of grabbing, but the plan should be good to avoid any accidents.

Wang Weiye grinned and said: "..."

"Sir, the Crime Squad is ready!" At this time, Miaohua Street, a train from Dawen to the door of the shop.

Zhuang Shikai sat in the car, dangling a cigarette, listening to reports from his subordinates.

Today is after get off work, he made a special trip to see how the "lunatic" died!

Just kidding, Ye Zhuang knew that "Wang Weiye" might be problematic, so why wouldn't he send someone to stare at it?

After he suspended Wang Weiye from his job, he once again recommended Wang Weiye for psychological counseling, hoping to break Wang Weiye back to the right path.

But Wang Weiye refused psychological counseling and privately investigated the whereabouts of the Ghost King Party!

Then there's no way.

You are going to die by yourself!

Don't blame the boss for not fishing you!

The madman begged for death, but he couldn't stop him, he could only satisfy him.

Master Zhuang sent a group of intelligence departments to stare at him, and sure enough, he followed the vines to find the stronghold of the Ghost King Party.

One thing to say is that Wang Weiye is still very capable in this wave. It is estimated that what useful information was obtained from Han Jiang during the blood transfusion treatment of Han Jiang, and he was able to directly find the nest of the Ghost King Party... After the police determined the nest of the Ghost King Party , Of course, will not sit and wait until the Ghost King Party plans the next action.

On the contrary, the police acted very swiftly, directly reporting to the chief, and obtaining approval to encircle the broker’s one-stop funeral shop.

After receiving the news, Lord Zhuang had nothing to do, so he went to see the scene in person.

At this time, Huang Weiyao stood up with his belly, holding a rifle, and stood by the car to report to the officer.

As the chief of operations in the Central District, he is now the Chief Inspector, his body is much rounder than before, and his face is thicker.

Zhuang Shikai stretched out his hand out of the window, hit the door frame to flick the soot, and exhaled: "Action!"

"Yes! Sir!" Huang Weiyao raised his hand and waved: "Action!"

"Action!" Mo Jiahua, Clever Boy and other police officers in the central district responded in a solemn voice, leaning over their bodies, holding guns in both hands, and swiftly approaching the front according to the planned route.

Mo Jiahua is the leader of the serious crime team and is responsible for the command of each team on the front line.

The chiefs of the police chiefs, such as Chuangzai and Guangzai, led the group to take charge of the attack.

Inspector Chen Zhibin, the fiercest and fiercest inspector, has already rushed to the street.

Zhuang Shikai and Huang Weiyao are naturally in control of the overall situation and are responsible for holding the lineup and will not play in person.

"We will go to Shixing Jewelry in Central tomorrow..." Wang Weiye said in a low tone, halfway through his arrogant and arrogant plan.

"Puff!" The door of the coffin shop smashed open!

Smart boy wearing a helmet and body armor, carrying a breaking hammer, aimed at the lock and slammed it down!

"Bang!" The shutter door lock was hammered!

"Da da da." A few clear voices sounded.

"Hiss."

"boom!"

The smoke and gas exploded simultaneously with the flash bomb.

"what!"

"my eyes!"

"Police! It's a police!"

In the shop, the ghost noodles had just been put on, and the ghost kings who were about to go on a big deal fell into exclamation and shouted loudly.

"Da da da."

"Boom!"

All three police teams rushed in, took aim with guns, and shot the enemy.

"Puff puff puff!" In the panic, Zha Zhien was shot first, fell to the ground on the spot, and died immediately.

"Bang bang bang!" Bro Wen's eyes shed tears, he dazzled his eyes, raised the shotgun in his hand and fired three shots.

Ding Ding Ding, the large shots from the first two shots hit the walls and iron cabinets. The police officers leaned over and dodged.

"Puff!" Because he couldn't control his recoil, the third shot directly hit the boy in front of him, killing the boy wearing the white mask.

"Uh..." Tang Yu looked down at his chest unwillingly, and his chest was full of bullet holes and scarlet.

Eventually, the policemen fell to the ground, and the police officers got up again and shot the brokerage letter to death.

Da Da Da, at this moment "Ghost King Han Jiang" is wearing a mask and shooting with a gun, his face is crazy, Da Da Da, shaking the muzzle of the AK, directly suppressing the firepower of Group A.

"Ding!" He probed his hand and took off a grenade from his waist, and pulled out the iron bolt with his thumb, hoping to suppress the police after the grenade lit up the magazine.

But how can the police be easily frustrated with a large number and well-trained police?

Mo Jiahua held guns in both hands, seized the opportunity, and rushed out from the side: "Bang!"

His sight lined up with the pistol, aimed at his chest and pulled the trigger. A bullet directly hit "Han Jiang" in the chest. The shot "Han Jiang" widened his eyes and took a step back.

"Han Jiang" under the mask of the ghost king also lost!

"Bang! Bang!" Mo Jiahua squeezed the trigger again, one by one shells jumped out of the barrel, and the brass-colored bullets drilled out of the muzzle, sweeping the airflow and hitting "Han Jiang" continuously.

Han Jiang was shot three times in a row, and then back again. The green thunder in his hand fell to the ground, bombing, and blowing out gunpowder smoke, breaking him into pieces, exploding his broken arms and limbs, and blood spots on the ground.

"Huh." Mo Jiahua gasped, looking at the scene in front of him, put away the pistol, his face changed frequently, and finally preached in the gun bag: "A Hua, Guozi, I am avenging you..."

These are the two serious crime officers who died...

Outside the door, the street.

Huang Weiyao heard the gunshots stop in the shop, and then listened to the report from the walkie-talkie, put down the walkie-talkie, turned his head and preached to Sir Zhuang: "Sir, the action inside is over."

"Ok."

Zhuang Shikai opened the door and got out of the car, shaking his suit, and preaching: "Go in and take a look."

"Patter!" He slammed the door shut, and took Huang Weiyao into the shop.

"It turned out to be him!" In the shop, Mo Jiahua knelt down and took off the ghost king mask of Han Jiang's body~lightnovelpub.net~ It was probably because of the mask protection. Although the body was torn apart, it was very miserable, but the upper body Neither the torso nor the cheeks were hurt.

But when Mo Jiahua took off Han Jiang's mask, he realized that it was not Han Jiang's face! It was the policeman who gave Han Jiang a blood transfusion!

"Crazy! Crazy!"

"TmD, how could it be him!" Mo Jiahua stood up and shouted in horror.

Zhuang Shikai bent over and walked into the shop with his hands in his pockets, glanced at the scene inside, and nodded slightly: "Is the identity confirmed?"

Mo Jiahua quickly turned around and replied: "Report to the sir. The identities of the four corpses at the scene have been confirmed. The other three are undoubtedly accomplices of the Ghost King Party. However, it is not Han Jiang that is under the Ghost King's mask, but Wang Weiye, 94776."

Does this mean Han Jiang is not dead yet? Han Jiang is still alive?

"Boom, boom, boom!" At this moment, there was a very light knock in the coffin next to it, and the sound of grinding...Zhuang Shikai, Huang Weiyao, Mo Jiahua and others looked sideways, their expressions were surprised at first, and the swirling expression revealed an interesting look.