The assassination incident of Cheng Qianfan caused an uproar.
To be precise, precisely because Mr. Cheng's car saved his life in the previous assassination incident, almost everyone in Shanghai now knows that Mr. Cheng's car is bulletproof.
'It's actually bulletproof. '
If bulletproof glass and bulletproof steel plates are the final protection, then the bodyguards on both sides of the car are the first layer of protection.
Some people with malicious intentions also spread rumors that Cheng Qianfan did not expect the bodyguards on the side to draw their guns and shoot the assassins, but to use them as human shields.
Someone suddenly rushed out of the road to intercept the vehicle. Although this person was wearing a French Concession patrol uniform, he still aroused a huge reaction from Cheng Qianfan's security forces.
The car braked suddenly.
The two bodyguards standing by quickly drew their guns.
The passenger door opened, and Hou Pingliang jumped out as nimbly as a monkey.
He looked around alertly.
"Kang Xiaoyi, are you crazy?" Hou Pingliang recognized the patrolman blocking the road and cursed. He raised the Browning gun in his hand, "If I hadn't recognized you, I would have almost shot you."
"Brother Monkey." Kuang Xiaoyi was also frightened into a cold sweat.
He didn't think Hou Pingliang was trying to scare him.
Everyone in the French Concession patrol room knew that Li Hao, Zhong Guohao, and Hou Pingliang were Mr. Cheng's closest confidants.
If you include Chen Hu and Lu Jiufan, these are the five great kings under Cheng Qianfan.
Among these five people, Hou Pingliang is the youngest, but he is known for his ruthless attacks.
For Cheng Qianfan's safety, if Hou Pingliang didn't recognize him, he would definitely shoot him.
"What's the matter?" Hou Pingliang asked.
"I'm looking for Mr. Cheng." Kuang Xiaoyi said quickly, "Save people..."
There was no need for Kuang Xiaoyi to say more. Hou Pingliang had already noticed the confrontation between the two groups not far away.
The fifth deputy inspector of the Xiafei District Patrol Room, Chang Hao, led several patrol officers and was confronting a group of people with guns drawn.
There were seven or eight people on that side, two of whom were holding down a man on the ground.
"Fei Yi?" Hou Pingliang asked.
Because his line of sight was blocked, the person who was held down could not see his face clearly. Looking from the side, he looked familiar, and looked a bit like Fei Diao from the patrol room in Xiafei District.
"It's Fei Yi." Kuang Xiaoyi nodded quickly and said.
"Wait." Hou Pingliang finished his sentence and walked back towards the car.
Kuang Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Fei Yi could be saved.
If Lu Jiufan or Hao Zai were following the car, these two people would be very cautious and would definitely ask about the background of that group of people.
Hou Pingliang doesn't know how. In Brother Monkey's eyes, he only recognizes Brother Fan.
Brother Fan, the patrolman in the French Concession, is the boss, and the affairs of the patrolman are Brother Fan's business.
Kuang Xiaoyi saw the car's rear window halfway down, and Hou Pingliang covered his mouth and said a few words into the car.
Then the bodyguards gathered on this side, the car door opened, and Mr. Xiao Cheng, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car.
Hou Pingliang pointed towards Kuang Xiaoyi.
Cheng Qianfan took off his sunglasses and looked over.
Kuang Xiaoyi quickly saluted, "Mr. Cheng."
…
Dong Zhengguo's face was gloomy, and he did not expect that the suspected gunman he ordered to be knocked down turned out to be a patrolman.
This man was wearing an ordinary coat, which seemed like nothing at first glance. It was only after he fell to the ground that he realized something was wrong.
Just because the lower body of this man was wearing police patrol trousers, and the upper body was a white shirt. He casually wore a coat outside the white shirt, but it was a bit nondescript.
Of course, this also strengthened Dong Zhengguo's view that there was something wrong with this person. This person was obviously in a hurry and was worried that the police uniform would attract attention, so he temporarily took off his upper body police uniform and randomly found a coat to put on.
Although the suspect was identified, the identity of the suspect directly led to a confrontation with the patrol.
The number of patrols is smaller than that on his side, but now is not the time to compete with men. This is the French Concession. The whistle in the patrol's mouth has been blown, and reinforcements from other patrols will soon come.
The most important thing is that they secretly enter the French Concession to perform tasks and have no law enforcement rights to arrest people or handle cases in the French Concession.
This made Dong Zhengguo irritated and he frowned.
It must be resolved quickly.
At this time, he saw a happy expression on the face of the policeman opposite him, and he was "looking forward" behind him. Dong Zhengguo was shocked. When he turned around, he saw a man wearing sunglasses and being guarded by several bodyguards. Then, a handsome man walked towards him like a dragon or a tiger.
Cheng Qianfan!
Dong Zhengguo's eyes narrowed. If there was any senior official in the concession patrol house that they were most afraid of, Cheng Qianfan would definitely be at the top.
'Mr. Xiao Cheng' seems to be barely ranked seventh among the six patrol houses in the French Concession, second only to the chief inspectors of the six patrol houses. However, in fact, Mr. Xiao Cheng is definitely among the top four.
Of course, there is another thing that reassures Dong Zhengguo. Cheng Qianfan is close to the Japanese.
"Mr. Cheng."
"Mr. Cheng!"
"Mr. Cheng."
The old hat and several of his men shouted, but they did not salute, but raised their guns.
"What's going on?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at everyone and asked with a stern face.
"Report to Mr. Cheng." Just as the old man was about to report, he heard Cheng Qianfan yell angrily, "You are so brave that you dare to draw your gun on the patrolman in the French Concession!"
"Vice President Cheng, I'll wait for you -" Dong Zhengguo also looked down and stepped forward to speak.
"Put down the gun!" Cheng Qianfan said coldly without even looking at this person.
As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Pingliang led his men and immediately raised their guns with murderous intent, aiming at Dong Zhengguo's group.
Among them, the short gun in Hou Pingliang's hand was aimed directly at Dong Zhengguo's head. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Vice President Cheng, we are——"
Cheng Qianfan glanced at this person haughtily.
Snapped.
Hou Pingliang shot away Dong Zhengguo's top hat with a bullet and shouted coldly, "Brother Fan said, put down the gun!"
"team leader."
A subordinate next to Dong Zhengguo came over and said, "Fight with them."
Fight to paralysis!
This brainless bastard.
Dong Zhengguo glared at this subordinate.
He pressed down with his left hand, "Put the gun down, put the gun down."
All the men looked at each other in confusion. Some quickly put down their guns and breathed a sigh of relief. Some still hesitated. Then, under the intimidation of Dong Zhengguo's eyes, they put down their guns unwillingly.
Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction.
He looked at Lao Hao and the others and pressed his hands.
The old man nodded, took the lead and put down his gun, and then everyone respectfully saluted Vice President Cheng.
Cheng Qianfan returned the gift.
"Old Hat, what's going on?" he asked Old Hat.
The old man is Lu Dazhang's right-hand man, so Cheng Qianfan naturally recognizes him.
"Report to Vice President Cheng." The old man saluted again, "I was waiting to patrol the streets here, but suddenly a gunshot rang out, and then I saw the postman Lao Xing was beaten to death."
As he spoke, he pointed to the body lying on the ground in the distance.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the postman's uniform on the body and the postman's satchel on the car next to the body, and nodded.
"I was about to rush over to check the situation when I saw this group of people rushing out with guns and directly captured my patrol room inspector Fei Yi." The old man continued.
He pointed at Dong Zhengguo's group, "My subordinates suspect that this group is the murderer of the postman Lao Xing."
"You fart." Dong Zhengguo was furious and cursed.
Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly.
"I didn't ask you." Hou Pingliang pointed his gun at Dong Zhengguo.
Dong Zhengguo shut up with a dark face and glanced at Cheng Qianfan.
It is said that this 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' is very afraid of death and very cunning, and now it seems that is indeed the case.
This guy Cheng Qianfan ordered them and the policeman in Xiafei District to put down their guns, but his men still held up their guns. They were always alert.
"There was a shooting case, and a group of people with guns suddenly appeared. It is indeed suspicious and should be taken down." Cheng Qianfan nodded, first characterizing the behavior of the old hat group, he looked at Dong Zhengguo, "Why are you holding on?" Resisting arrest with a gun?”
"Vice President Cheng, he is talking nonsense." Dong Zhengguo said loudly, "This is the guy who shot and killed the postman."
He pointed at Fei Dai, whose arm was controlled by his men, and continued, "We are here to catch the murderer."
Fei Da's mouth was blocked by something like a smelly sock or a rag at some point. At this time, he shook his head desperately and made a whining sound in his mouth.
"Bring it here." Cheng Qianfan pointed at Fei Yi.
Hou Pingliang tilted his head, and two of his men went up to lead the men.
There was some commotion among Dong Zhengguo's men. Hou Pingliang moved his gun, and these people immediately became honest.
Fei Dai was brought over, and Hou Pingliang plucked the rag out of Fei Dai's mouth. It turned out to be stinky socks.
Bah bah bah.
Fei Ni spat several times in succession, then pointed at Dong Zhengguo and his group, "Mother Xi Xun, you are talking nonsense."
At this time, Fei Yi did not forget to salute Cheng Qianfan, and then continued, "Report to Mr. Cheng, my subordinates saw that one of them shot Lao Xing and wanted to go back to call for help, but they didn't. Be careful if they find out, they want to kill their subordinates to silence you."
"fart."
"Talking nonsense."
"Shit!"
"Xie Xie Niang!"
"Nemo Rubi."
"Fuck your grandma, what did you say?"
“Spicy next door!”
Dong Zhengguo's men cursed angrily.
Cheng Qianfan's heart was moved. This group of people cursed in a variety of dialects.
He frowned.
He glanced coldly.
Faced with the warning gaze of the notorious Mr. Cheng, all the scoldings stopped abruptly.
"Keep talking." Cheng Qianfan said to Fei Yi.
"It's nothing." Fei Dai said with a bitter look on his face, "My subordinate was caught by them like this, and they were still thinking of beating him up."
"Vice President Cheng, I can prove it, old hat." Old hat shouted, "The subordinates heard what Fei Da was shouting, and then noticed that he was caught."
"That's right." Fei Dai was so happy that he immediately shouted, "When I saw this group of people coming towards me, I quickly yelled 'catch the murderer', but before I could say the second sentence, they were holding me down. , a beating and kicking."
Dong Zhengguo was completely stunned.
He originally planned to find an opportunity to reveal his identity to Cheng Qianfan, hoping that Xiao Cheng would wave his hand and allow them to take the patrolman away.
However, after thinking about it later, Dong Zhengguo realized that his idea was stupid.
Cheng Qianfan's car was stopped, and he had to show up to deal with the matter. From this moment on, it was destined that he, Dong Zhengguo, would not be able to take away the suspect, because Cheng Qianfan would not allow him to do that.
Although Cheng Qianfan is close to the Japanese and is said to be close to Deputy Director Li in private, as a senior official of the French Concession Patrol Room, Cheng Qianfan will never allow someone to take a patrol leader under his nose in public. Go.
Therefore, at this time, all Dong Zhengguo wanted to do was delay.
He was not qualified enough to talk to Cheng Qianfan, but Deputy Director Li was of equal status, and he wanted to wait until Li Cuiqun arrived.
However, Dong Zhengguo was so angry when he heard the people in the patrol room talking to each other that he couldn't sit still.
With this attitude, their group will soon turn into murderers shooting in the street.
It is said that the patrol officers are bad and are accustomed to mistaking the situation and confusing right and wrong. I didn't know it before, but now it seems that the level of this group of guys confusing right and wrong is no worse than professional agents like them, or even better.
This made Dong Zhengguo angry and aggrieved.
Whether he was working under Zhongtong or now working under Li Cuiqun, he never thought that he would be slandered one day.
"Vice President Cheng, they are confusing right and wrong." Dong Zhengguo was furious, "How dare you let Vice President Cheng know that we are Mr. Li Cuiqun's people. We saw with our own eyes that this man beat the postman to death..."
Dong Zhengguo noticed a slight change in Cheng Qianfan's eyes. He felt happy and wanted to continue talking.
But he saw Cheng Qianfan pointing at Fei Yi and then at the old man, "Who is he? Who is he?"
Dong Zhengguo looked puzzled.
Cheng Qianfan didn't wait for Dong Zhengguo to speak, with a smile on his face, "They are patrolmen, policemen of the French Concession, and they are my robe, Cheng Qianfan."
Hearing Mr. Cheng say this, Lao Mao and others straightened their backs, and some young police officers looked at Cheng Qianfan with eager eyes.
"Tell me, do I believe in my robe, or do I believe in what you say?"
"Not to mention that what I saw when I came here was that you two sides were confronting each other with guns drawn." Cheng Qianfan's smile faded, and when he looked at Dong Zhengguo, his expression was already gloomy. Draw a gun on me, Cheng Qianfan!"
Cheng Qianfan's voice was stern, "Here comes someone, unload their guns and take them away."
There was a commotion among Dong Zhengguo's men, and some wanted to resist.
Dong Zhengguo looked at Cheng Qianfan, and he was thinking quickly. What he was thinking about was not whether to resist. Resistance would mean seeking death. Cheng Qianfan had already ordered the arrest. In full view of the public, if they dared to arrest, the people in the patrol room would definitely shoot. Especially the thin man next to Cheng Qianfan, Dong Zhengguo felt that this man looked at him unkindly.
What he was thinking about was why Cheng Qianfan was like this?
Does this person really not care about Deputy Director Li's face?
"Don't be impulsive." Only then did Dong Zhengguo notice the strange movements of his men. He quickly dissuaded them and signaled that everyone should be disarmed.
Cheng Qianfan seemed relieved to see that Dong Zhengguo was well aware of current affairs, and his eyes softened a lot.
He called Hou Pingliang over and ordered the little monkey to escort the group away.
"Go around in a circle, make a louder noise, and then quietly hand the person over to the Liaison Office of the Political Department." Cheng Qianfan said in a low voice.
Hou Pingliang understood instantly.
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