Zhang Jianghe, who was in the military camp, learned the news earlier than Tang Cheng. However, when he called Tang Cheng, he was told by the team members staying in the hotel that Tang Cheng had already left the hotel with his people. Zhang Jianghe, who was still holding the microphone in his hand, couldn't help but feel a twinge of joy in his heart. He knew that his family was the backbone of Tang Cheng. If the people of Zhongtong didn't have the foresight to offend Tang Cheng's family, Tang Cheng might actually be able to do it. Kill a few people from Zhongtong.
Zhang Jianghe was panicking, but fortunately he calmed down quickly. He hurriedly picked up the phone again, called the bureau chief to explain the situation, and then hurried home with others. Zhang Jianghe was urging the driver to speed up along the way, but he was hurrying and driving slowly when he heard gunfire from a street away. The shooter was none other than Tang Cheng. When he received the call, he rushed home as fast as possible, but he still didn't catch up with the people from Zhongtong who used the pretext of searching for underground parties to break into his home.
It would be okay if these Central Unification agents who broke into the Tang family were just searching for the underground party. However, they not only injured two of Ma Ye's apprentices, but also used the name of suspected underground party to attack Tangcheng's eldest sister and Zhou Hongzhuang. Move your feet. Fortunately, Zhou Hongzhuang had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and Hans' wife blocked her, so she managed to reach a stalemate with the other party. When Tang Cheng rushed into the door of his house, he happened to see a Central Unification agent reaching out and pushing down the mother who was protecting her eldest sister. How could Tang Cheng hold back under such circumstances. Angry, Tang Cheng drew his gun and fired. After three consecutive gunshots, the three Zhongtong agents surrounding the eldest sister were shot and fell to the ground one after another.
Tangcheng's rank was not high, and he usually only acted as a police sergeant to the outside world. The military position assigned to him by the bureau was only a captain, but his face was remembered by many people in the Zhongtong. Seeing Tang Cheng, who had red eyes and an angry look on his face, the few remaining Zhongtong agents in the yard didn't know that they had stung a hornet's nest. The people from Zhongtong wanted to leave, but were stopped by the people brought by Tang Cheng. When Zhang Jianghe arrived, the two sides were engaged in a fierce confrontation.
"Don't worry, you won't die. I shot in a measured manner!" If it was just a beating, scolding and pushing, there would be no need for the matter to get out of hand. But Tang Cheng now opened fire, and shot down the three opponents as soon as he took action. How could Zhang Jianghe not be surprised? Tang Cheng's response was just an understatement, and he ignored these Zhongtong people. He only spoke gently to comfort his family, especially his mother. After coaxing his family members back into the house, Tang Cheng turned around with a cold look on his face.
"Since you are unreasonable, then I don't have to reason with you. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, then you will all die here!" Tang Cheng ignored Zhang Jianghe's wink and just dragged his feet. He passed a chair in the yard and sat down in the yard facing the gate. These Zhongtong agents were already frightened to the point of weakness. Even if they wanted to leave, Tang Cheng, Zhang Jianghe and the team members they brought would not be willing to let them leave.
About a cup of tea, a special agent of the Central Government who heard the gunfire came over to check, and happened to see their people blocked in the courtyard of the Tang family. Seeing the three companions who had been shot and fell to the ground, and Tang Cheng and others who showed off their pistols, the Zhongtong agents outside the yard knew that they had stoked a hornet's nest, and hurriedly called for reinforcements. The bureau chief who had received the call from Zhang Jianghe also sent people to help at this time. Seeing this situation, the military commanders also began to find places to call and report the situation to the bureau chief.
Shooting means that things will get bigger. Neither the central commander nor the bureau chief thought that such a thing would happen. The originally quiet small street then became lively. People from the military commander and the central commander gathered here in large numbers, threatening to cause trouble if they disagreed. The bureau chief did not come forward, but sent a confidant to bring people over. As soon as he saw Zhang Jianghe, the leader immediately informed the bureau chief in a low voice, telling Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe not to worry about Zhongtong.
There were quite a few people coming from Zhongtong, and the team was led by a mid-level officer at the level of section chief. However, they were stopped by the military commander before they even touched the door of the Tang family. No matter what, the matter had to be solved. At Zhang Jianghe's signal, Tang Cheng reluctantly stood up, dragged the chair out of the yard, and sat down on the street outside the gate. With Tang Cheng's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't want to give face to Zhongtong. People from the surrounding military commanders secretly gave a thumbs up to Tang Cheng in the chair.
The three Zhongtong agents who were shot and wounded by Tang Cheng were also dragged out of the yard. Seeing the bloody and miserable appearance of the three people, the Zhongtong people immediately started making noises. Facing the scoldings from the Zhongtong people, Tangcheng calmly stood up from his chair, and then looked at the other party with disdain. "These three losers were shot and wounded by me, that is, I recently became a vegetarian. If it had been a month ago, if I had taken care of these three losers, none of them would have survived."
Tang Cheng's words made the people on the opposite side of the Central Military Commission even more indignant, but they did not dare to show their pistols like Tang Cheng did, so they could only point at Tang Cheng and the opposite military commander and yell at them. Seeing that the Zhongtong people were holding back their nerves again, the Juntong people laughed in unison, with a few swear words inevitably included in the laughter. "You have to give me an explanation for what happened today. If you can't satisfy me, these three people will have no choice but to stay here. Whether they live or die, it all depends on what you do."
The people of Zhongtong were neither blind nor stupid. From the looks of it, it was obvious that their own people had offended Tangcheng. Otherwise, Tangcheng, known as the city-shattering tiger, would never shoot and wound their people for no reason. Zhongtong and Juntong have never dealt with each other, but the middle and lower-level members have many familiar faces with each other. The section chief led by Zhongtong went to Zhang Jianghe and accompanied the smiling face in a low voice. At the same time, he sent someone to call and report the situation to his superiors.
Zhang Jianghe is not stupid either. No matter what the section chief of Zhongtong said, he would just chime in with it, but there was nothing practical at all. "Old Ma, I'm not trying to shirk this matter. Your people are really bastards. Everyone in the Tang family had already identified themselves at that time, and there were only women and children at home. But what did your people insist on breaking in? Search, search well! Why do you have to go to other people’s female relatives? Those are Tang Cheng’s wives and eldest sisters. If Tang Cheng didn’t kill them, it’s already good!”
Zhang Jianghe did not express his attitude. Among the military commanders, someone who knew the chief of the central unification section directly explained the reason why Tang Cheng shot and injured people. The chief of the central unification section became tense after hearing this. Even if you are a gangster, you still have to be careful not to bring harm to your family. What's more, the military commander and the central commander are still privileged units, so they should be more particular when doing things. In particular, this Tang Cheng was a junior whom the military commander valued. I heard that this boy had been summoned by the Chairman and had been to the South Bank Villa.
Zhongtong's city-wide manhunt was already in full swing, and many prominent figures were offended during this period. Now that there is another more troublesome Tangcheng, the section chief of Zhongtong's expression becomes even more ugly. "Now that the matter has happened, I have sent someone to report it to my superiors. We can solve it as needed. But you see the three of them are still bleeding. If someone dies, this matter will be troublesome. Should we stop it first? Bleed.”
The section chief of Zhongtong was also a good talker. He never mentioned the shooting in Tangcheng, nor did he say that the people of Zhongtong acted out of line. He just said that to prevent the situation from getting serious, he asked the injured to stop bleeding first. Zhang Jianghe didn't want to make the matter a big deal. If someone from Zhongtong died here, even if a bureau chief spoke for Tangcheng, Zhongtong might not be willing to let it go. At Zhang Jianghe's signal, the military commanders simply bandaged the wounds of the three injured people, but did not return them to Zhongtong.
Tang Cheng, who had caused the trouble, was sitting motionless in his chair with a leisurely look on his face, as if he was a bystander. Seeing someone else coming from Zhongtong, Tang Cheng straightened his face and looked much more serious. Another person from the Zhongtong came, obviously not wanting to let go of Tang Cheng who shot and wounded someone. But before they could speak, they saw Tang Cheng's gun pointing diagonally at the three injured people on the ground.
"It seems that you don't want to explain to me! Well, I have a few questions that I want to ask you, the Central Committee. Every time you answer a question, as long as it satisfies me, I will let one person go, otherwise one The problem is a bullet." Tang Cheng's words immediately caused a commotion among the Central Unification agents present. Judging from the meaning of his words, he wanted to use these three injured Central Unification agents as bargaining chips to intimidate them.
There are many people on Zhongtong's side, but Tang Cheng is the one who holds the chips. If someone from Zhongtong dies here today, even if Tang Cheng, who fired the gun, cannot escape punishment, those of them present must also bear a certain responsibility. Responsibility. Seeing with their own eyes that Tang Cheng pulled the pistol sleeve and charged the bullet, the Zhongtong people all secretly thought that Tang Cheng was crazy. From the day the Central Unification was established, it seems that no one has ever dared to talk to the Central Unification like this.
The Zhongtong people on the opposite side did not express their stance for a long time. Tang Cheng, who was a little impatient with the wait, was about to shoot, but was stopped by Zhang Jianghe who was standing next to him. "Tang Cheng's late father was a martyr who died for his country and was awarded a medal by the Chairman of the Standing Committee! Your people forced their way into the Tang family and molested the female members of the Tang family as an excuse. No matter where you talk about this matter, it is You are wrong about Zhongtong.”
Zhang Jianghe's words caused the military commanders to yell and curse in unison. Bullying the family members of the martyrs of the military commander was a slap in the face of the military commander. How could they endure it. The military commander and others had started to make a fuss, and the situation was out of control in an instant. Seeing the two sides gradually evolving from yelling to pushing each other, Tang Cheng, who had not spoken again, stood up from his chair again at this time.
