The alarm ringing of the police car outside the warehouse rang. Qian Hai, who was already extremely scared, lit up his eyes. He had saved himself and forgot the pain in his legs for the time being.

Xiaojun frowned, then pushed the gun to Qian Hai's forehead and sneered: "When the police come, do you think you are saved? Haha, no one can stop the person I want to kill."

"Xiaojun, stop."

"Our Royal Hong Kong Police, put down the weapons in your hands!"

Xue Yulong and the police stopped shouting, but did not stop Xiaojun from hooking the trigger in his hand.

"Pong!"

Qian Hai's body was lying on the ground, with an incredible look in his wide eyes. When he was dying, he couldn't figure out why the man in front of him dared to shoot and kill him in front of the police.

Xiaojun kept the gun aside and turned around to signal Shuang'er to leave.

"Don't move, put your hands on your head." Several young policemen ran to Xiaojun and Shuang'er with their guns and shouted loudly.

"Get out!" Xiaojun ignored the policeman holding the gun, and coldly spit out a word from his mouth, and continued to walk into the car.

"Pong." With a gunshot, a pile of dust broke out on the concrete floor in front of Xiaojun. A young policeman couldn't help but shoot and warn.

"I want to take Xiaoyu to the hospital, don't delay me. You can deal with it. I need the best hospital and let these wastes go out of the way. I don't care about slaughtering these buckets that will always be there after the incident." Xiaojun said to Xue Yulong standing next to him and continued to walk into the car.

Xue Yulong stopped the ready-to-go policeman, took the police phone number to notify grandpa and father about what happened here, and asked them to notify nearby hospitals to prepare to receive Xiaojun and others.

Looking at Han Hu's car driving away and the dead bodies in the warehouse, Xue Yulong shook his head. Things were getting worse. Qian Hua's only son of Huahai Gang was shot dead by Xiaojun in front of a group of policemen. Zhou Xiaoyu was unknown. He spoke in a mess in his mind and said to the police leader: "Inspector Gao, you can deal with the body here, I will go to the hospital first."

The development of the matter has exceeded Xue Yulong's expectations, so let's teach the old man at home to deal with it.

In the car, Shuang'er gradually returned to normal. Looking at Xiaoyu who was lying in Xiaojun's arms, she spoke apologetically to Xiaojun: "Xiaojun, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not protecting her."

"Not you, Xiaoyu is not in danger of life. Have a good rest. The peaceful days have passed. Xiaoyu's affairs cannot be calculated. I will give Hong Kong a warning that no one can attack my woman." Xiaojun made up his mind that he must establish his authority in the underworld in Hong Kong on this matter.

"I understand." Han Hu and Shuang'er answered at the same time. They knew that Shura, who had been touched with the reverse scale, was back.

Han Hu's face became colder and colder, while Shuang'er closed her eyes, and the murderous aura in her chest gradually gathered.

Xiaojun lowered his head and gently kissed Xiaoyu's injured forehead, gently licked and dried the blood near the wound. Judging from the blood, Xiaoyu's speed and strength hit the wall just now were not enough. It seemed that she was just a temporary coma and her life was not threatened.

Even so, Xiaojun looked at the wound on Xiaoyu's forehead and his right face was red and swollen. The anger that had calmed down just now after killing Qian Hai was ignited again. Huahai Gang, let you be my gift to apologize to my wife.

Han Hu parked his car in front of the nearest private hospital in Mongkok. He saw several bodyguards of the Xue family standing at the door waiting for Xiaojun's arrival. Seeing Xiaojun walking out of the car with Xiaoyu in his arms, he hurriedly asked the ambulance team behind him to come forward to take Xiaoyu, put Xiaoyu on a stretcher and ran into the hospital quickly, and arranged for the best doctor in the hospital to treat Xiaoyu.

The three of them were waiting at the door of the operating room without saying a word. The doctors and patients who passed by could feel the cold air emitted by the three of them. In the end, the place where the three of them were located became a vacuum area, and the people who passed by took a detour. Even the bodyguards of the Xue family stood far aside and dared not move forward.

After a while, Xue Zhantian, Xue Yu, Xue Yulong, Xue Yuyan, Li Jiacheng, Li Zeming and others were all present.

"Xiaojun, how is Xiaoyu's situation?" Xue Zhantian asked first.

"I don't know, I'll go in for a while."

"This is your Uncle Li. I heard something happened and came here specially." Xue Yu introduced Li Jiacheng to Xiaojun.

"Uncle Li, hello." Xiaoyu had an accident, which made Xiaojun's mood not fluctuate when he saw the future Asian richest man, but just a simple greeting.

Li Jiacheng nodded in understanding, as if he had said hello.

Xue Yuyan walked to Xiaojun with some anxiety: "Xiaoyu is okay, I'm sorry." After that, he lowered his head.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Xiaojun's eyes were still staring at the operating room gate.

Xue Yuyan saw the blood stains on Xiaojun's wounds on his mouth because she kissed Xiaoyu's mouth, and took out the handkerchief in her arms and gently wiped it clean. The tears in her eyes dripped silently. I don't know if it was because Xiaoyu was injured or more because of Xiaojun's indifferent attitude towards him.

"Xiaojun, this time the matter has become a big deal. Qian Hua already knows that his son is dead at your hands and is clamoring to avenge his son. Now he has been suppressed by me and Lao Li for the time being. Qian Hua is just one son, and he may be anxious. You have to pay attention to safety. If you don't work, go back to the mainland to avoid the limelight and wait until Lao Li and I will completely solve the problem." Xue Yu frowned and reminded Xiaojun that he felt a little troubled in his heart for a desperate person like Qian Hua.

Xiaojun did not reply, but still stared at the operating room gate. Shuang'er, who was standing behind him, said, "No, the Huahai Gang is about to become history, and Qian Hua's life is about to come to an end."

Only then did everyone present notice the young and beautiful woman, with a solemn murderous aura and a cold aura. Xue Yuyan discovered that this woman was the woman who appeared when Xiaoyu was just kidnapped, and looked at her in surprise.

"Yes, how can a son compensate for the woman who hurt me? I want the entire Huahai Gang to disappear." Xiaojun suddenly spoke.

The two words of the two made the Xue Li family members who were present gasp. Unexpectedly, Xiaojun not only did not worry about the revenge of the Huahai Gang, but also thought about taking the initiative to find trouble for the Huahai Gang.

"The Huahai Gang claims to be more than 100,000 gangs. Xiaojun, don't be too impulsive. After all, this is Hong Kong. Your energy in the mainland cannot be used here." Xue Zhantian advised Xiaojun.

"No, the three of us are enough."

Xue Zhantian was about to say something else, but the door of the operating room was opened, and the doctor walked out first. Xiaojun walked to him. Of course, the doctor understood the family's thoughts at this time and said, "The injured person was not seriously injured, but his head was hit. He would be cured after a few days of rest. It was all skin trauma, so don't worry."
Chapter completed!