Yanjiu licked off the last bit of cumin on the kebab and hooked his finger at the brothers: "Start work, I haven't been decent for several months, I have been using some real guns and ammunition. This time, there are many police officers, so I'm careful to be arrested in the bureau. This time we were illegally gathered, which is a major case, and I have been squatting for decades."

The subordinate smiled and said, "What are you talking about? You'll have the courage to let them come here." More than a dozen people dispersed at the same time and notified other members of the Racing Party that hundreds of motorcycles were speeding like meteors, roaring the entire street with violent noise. It seemed that the snow had been shaken into snow water, and the streets were filled with a pungent smell of gasoline.

Xing Zhongtian stepped out of the police car, rubbed the red nose, and said, "What plane is the speed party doing? It's not the estrus period now. Brothers, follow me closely and don't let them cause any problems. Besides making movies, Liao Xuebing is doing all his subordinates to destroy them. Hey? What are they doing? It seems that there is an internal strife. There is a chance, come on!"

The speeding party rushed towards the Gods like a swarm, waving an iron rod and a sharp knife in his hand, smashing the car when he saw it and stabbing it when he saw it.

In the sudden situation, although Shen Xianghui was prepared, he still caught off guard. It took time to open the door or start the car. How could he get on the motorcycle? The glass window cracked into a spider web shape, the roof of the car, the front and back covers were bumpy, as if they were plowed by a tractor. He stretched out his head and looked around, and was directly hit by an extra heavy slap, fainted on the spot, standing on the side of the road to watch. There were a few more blood lights and fire books on their bodies.

Hundreds of plainclothes police officers who had already arranged a place to dress up were not good and had a large-scale armed battle in the downtown area. What's more, the general inspector's order had been ordered to rush up to arrest people, while the other part was responsible for dispersing the onlookers on the street: "It's time that you are still in the mood to watch the fun, it's hopeless."

Chinese people like to watch the fun and watch everything. This made Xing Zhongtian feel very heartbroken. The 19th century foreign missionaries beat Chinese farmers, and they watched with a smile. The 20th century Japanese invaders executed the arrested revolutionaries, and they were still watching from the side, without any notice that the butcher knife would come to their land in the next moment.

Xing Zhongtian immediately issued an order: "Whoever refuses to leave the ground will be arrested and detained for fifteen days for the crime of obstructing public security."

The plainclothes police officers who surrounded and suppressed the Speeding Party were too late. The Speeding Party members came and went like the wind, and after some blows and smashes, they flew everywhere. The transportation network in Zhonghai City was well connected, with countless streets and alleys, and they were in the alleys. You could not find them even if you put your wings on it.

But the police still gained something. They took out their guns and pointed them at the members of the God-Meeting Meeting with the Gods with a shocked face, shouting loudly: "Raise your hands, put down your weapons! Get out of the car in order!" The police officer Huang had already sweated and said in his mind: "It's okay if the speed party has left. If you face them head-on and take revenge in the future, you will really leave after eating."

Unexpectedly, my colleague next to me also patted my chest and said, "It's okay, the speed party is walking fast, otherwise I will catch them. I will have to change the glass doors and windows of my house tomorrow."

"Why?"

"You don't know how hateful those little bastards are. Last time I caught a guy who took a bath in Tenglan Bathroom Center and didn't pay for money. I got back to the bureau. I drank a few more drinks. Seeing that he was very arrogant, I went up and kicked him a few times. Who knew that the next day, the glass of the house was smashed to pieces. But what's so angry was that they poured a few buckets of feces and urine into the window, which made me ask someone to clean it up for a few days. Later, I found out that the guy was a speeding car. I can't afford to mess with him."

There was a big mess downstairs, but Liao Xuebing ignored everything upstairs.

The light chrysanthemum tea on the table was cold.

In the presidential suite conference living room with a land area of ​​more than 40 square meters, orchids are in full bloom, and the interior is as warm as spring. The hotel specially decorated the bright red curtains to add a lot of joy and joy to the upcoming New Year. However, at this time, there were swords and swords in the air, radiating invisible murderous aura.

Mo Laowu knocked on the table: "You will be convinced, you should bring someone, right?" He thought in his mind that as long as his son got his hands, he immediately started killing him. This person made him immerse himself in regret and guilty feelings for his lover every day for eight years, and he must breathe out.

Yin Chu is not a fool. He has been thinking about Mo Laowu's mind for many years to be more accurate than his lover. In other words, as long as Mo Laowu lifts his butt a little, he can know whether the other party wants to shit or pee. Now that Mo Laowu's murderous intent has appeared, he will not be afraid, and smiled and said, "Laowu, I'm afraid that the police below will be invited by you, right? Are you worried that we are not safe enough and have invited so many people to protect me?"

Mo Laowu suddenly realized that there were police officers around him. In the long run, Cao Shengchao was sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger. He hoped that both sides would suffer losses. He swallowed this breath for the time being and said, "Aqi, bring Gou Sheng to see him in a very vicious way. He was released after his sentence. He had no future. Life was worse than that of a second-rate boy every day. His biological father Yin Chu."

Yin Chu also smiled and said, "Aling, you have brought people to him, cheating and doing everything he wants to see. Burning, killing, abducting and looting are just like a normal person. Rapeful women are like a father walking in a leisurely garden."

Liao Xuebing said: "The armed forces of both sides have withdrawn from the 50-meter range? Today is here to be kind, not to fight and kill, it is best to speak casually." He thought that if Mo Laowu had not had a son in the other party's hands, Yin Chu's head would be blooming at this time. The most important thing is that he had just learned from Nandi that Xing Zhongtian had brought people up. Although he was domineering in Zhonghai City, it was not a wise choice to fight against the state machine.

Both sides quickly brought people, one was a cute child who was only nine years old, and the other was a young man who was twenty-seven years old. He lived a life that he felt very satisfied with, but was suddenly brought to this tense place, and he was a little at a loss.

The young man had dark skin, a little hunched back, rough hands and feet, but his eyes were bright and bright. He bowed to Fang Jiling and said, "Uncle Fang. I have been taking care of you for several years, but I haven't been able to express my gratitude to you in person." Fang Jiling said with a cold face: "No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you for having a good father. If it weren't for him, you would just be a pool of shit on the side of the road. Even if we meet, we won't look at people like you." I thought that Mo Laowu had killed the son of Dadi. Now he was tortured the young man in front of Mo Laowu, but it was not useful. What's the point of thanking him?

Mo Laowu could recognize the man as the son born by him and the nurse at a glance. The faces were exactly the same as when he was young. He had not seen him for eight years and said that he had died. At this time, he stood in front of him, and his eyes were so excited that his eyes were red and he could not speak.

The young man widened his eyes and said, "I, I still have a father?"

Yin Chu grabbed Mo Laowu's son's hand and said, "Child. You are not an orphan. There is indeed someone who is your biological father. His name is Mo Fenglie, and he is the chief boss of Qianjiashun Company."

The young man took a step back: "Mo Fenglie? It's the old villain who sent people to our factory to collect protection fees and beat people every day? How could he be my father?"

Mo Laowu knew what thought Yin Chu had instilled in his son without thinking. He waved to him and said, "Gu Yongan, come here."

Mo Laowu's lover failed to register for marriage and gave birth to a son who was named Gu. Later, he and his wife also had a son, so he followed the Yong generation, named Mo Yongtai.

Gu Yongan lowered his head and said, "Boss Mo, it's you. I didn't do it well in your factory last time, and it caused a fire. I, I feel very guilty. I don't know how to face you." It turns out that he doesn't know that Boss Mo, who opened a health care product factory, and Mo Fenglie, the bad guy who Yin Chu mentioned, is the same person.

Mo Laowu said: "It's okay, you come here first. I have something to say to you."

Gu Yongan knew that this must be a gathering of big names, especially Liao Xuebing, who still liked it very much. He walked over and said nervously: "Boss Mo, please rest assured, I will not run away this time, I will pay off the loss of the factory."

Mo Laowu nodded and thought to himself: "I will explain it to you later when I go back. Anyway, I am not afraid of people in my hands now." He grabbed Yin Chu's son and said: "Good grandson. Did you see that person who looks very much like Huang Shiren? Grandpa's company went bankrupt, so he asked for debts and sold you to him."

Gou Sheng cried: "Grandpa, I won't go! I won't go even if I die!"

Yin Chu was angry: "I'm not bad to your son. You dare to call my son grandson. Isn't this riding on my head to shit?"

Mo Laowu pushed him over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he won't eat children's land."

Gou Sheng was even more frightened and struggled desperately in Yin Chu's arms.

Seeing that things were stable, Liao Xuebing pulled Mo Laowu up and said, "Get out quickly."

Liao Xuebing whined, Ye Xiaobai and others behind him immediately pulled out their pistols, pointed at them with a dark muzzle, and said, "I was the most fair notary in the transaction process. Now, the transaction has ended."

Mo Laowu and his son quickly exited the room. Lao Liao whispered: "The police have come up from below. They have controlled all the elevators and passages in the ground. Let us go up, and there is a helicopter on the top floor. Let Yin Chu be the scapegoat."

...

Yin Chu reunited with his son again. Although the child's movements in his arms were not too pleasant, he could at least feel at ease. As soon as he left the door, he was all over his subordinates who were outside and asked, "Boss, how are things going?"

Yin Chu called Housing Jiling: "You should take your children to the Lost Island immediately. It is best to leave tonight and not come back within half a year."

"Ah? Boss, then you..."

They immediately separated when they met and couldn't even say a word. Yin Chu was very reluctant, but the underworld was fighting for hegemony, and if they didn't do this, they would be dead. As they were talking, a man suddenly shouted: "Boss, our arms have not yet been transferred!"

"you……"
Chapter completed!