Snipers are in position. "
"The Flying Tigers helicopter has taken off!"
"O remembers reaching the point!"
"The flying attack team arrives at the scene!"
Early in the morning, two o'clock.
Song Zijie considered that the professional killers were quite capable and the rooftop apartment had a spacious environment.
So he deliberately chose to carry out step-by-step actions at two o'clock in the morning, the most difficult time for human beings.
In this way, the success of the operation can be ensured while the impact on the lives of urban residents can be minimized.
And he was also worried about professional killers performing tricks such as zip lining, jumping off buildings, and flying across rooftops.
Haha, even the two helicopters of the Flying Tigers were dispatched by him.
Da da da.
At this time, two helicopters were hovering over the building, with red lights flashing at the tail.
Police officers have cordoned off the target building and deployed traffic police and civilian vehicles in two nearby alleys to ensure that criminals can be pursued as soon as possible when they escape.
The Flying Tigers police officers were divided into two teams. One team relied on steel ropes to climb from the top of the building to the rooftop. Now they have reached the rooftop of the apartment with their equipment. At this time, all of them were crouching, holding their hands, leaning against the flower bed in a hidden way, waiting for orders.
The other team attacked from the front of the corridor. At this moment, they were leaning on both sides of the door of the apartment. They had already pressed a door-breaking device on the door lock and were quietly waiting for the commander's order to attack.
Song Zijie was sitting in a commercial car on the street downstairs. After listening to the report in the headset, he picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order: "Action!"
"Yes, sir!"
The two Flying Tiger teams immediately responded to the order and took action.
I saw the team members on the rooftop raising their guns and quickly moving into the room.
Ten red light spots appeared outside the rooftop, and the police officers used night vision devices to begin scanning the house, searching for targets.
The team members outside the door pressed the button and all squatted down.
Poof.
There was a deep muffled sound, and the police officers quickly rushed into the door through the smoke.
At this time, He Ying was on the living room floor, pretending to sleep with her eyes closed...
As an ancient who had just come into contact with the new era, he had no sense of security.
In addition, as a general in ancient times, he often had to patrol the camp all night.
As a result, he often sleeps very lightly, and his ears can often pick up extremely small movements.
What's more, since he went to the hospital with Huang Xiaomei, he still has the little man's worries in his heart.
So when the Flying Tigers arrived on the rooftop, he had already opened his eyes and was acutely aware that something was wrong.
An enemy is coming!
He had already quietly reached out and grabbed a stack of wooden chopsticks from under the TV cabinet and held it in his hand, ready to greet this group of uninvited guests.
As the sound of the Flying Tigers breaking through the door sounded, He Ying decided not to cover up anymore. He stood up on the spot, suddenly threw out a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and took the lead in launching a counterattack towards the enemy on the rooftop.
"Boohoo!"
In the darkness, a pair of chopsticks stirred up the wind.
Before the police officers of this Flying Tiger Team pushed open the rooftop glass door, they heard a series of glass explosions.
"Bang bang bang!"
The tempered glass shattered into a mesh, with dozens of densely packed small holes appearing on the surface.
These chopsticks were inserted into the police officers' body armor one after another, and hit the police officers' explosion-proof helmets and explosion-proof shields.
After causing a certain amount of damage to the armor extremely fiercely, it got stuck firmly on the outer layer of the armor.
All ten team members were hit by the attack and were stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of "sharp weapon" they had been hit by.
When they looked down, they discovered that there were several wooden chopsticks stuck in their clothes, but there were no injuries at all on their bodies.
Are you kidding, wooden chopsticks also want to break the defense?
A set of equipment costs several thousand dollars!
"Da da da."
"Da da da."
After a moment of surprise, the police officers immediately pulled the trigger and fired at the target.
More than one pair of police officers opened fire at the same time, and both teams of police officers fired volleys at He Ying from two directions.
"What an awesome armor, what an awesome firearm!"
He Ying was slightly shocked when he saw that the police officers were unharmed by his flying chopsticks.
Immediately, he suddenly jumped back, put his feet on the TV set and pressed it against the wall, narrowly dodging one volley after another. Then he immediately ran away with his head in his arms, and quickly rushed to the corner to avoid the shooting.
This is the first time He Ying has faced modern force, and he has faced the most elite Flying Tigers among the Hong Kong Island police, the ace team of the modern police!
As the admiral of the Shenji Battalion and the imperial bodyguard who could defeat hundreds of people in ancient times, he instantly judged that he could not defeat him and had no choice but to run!
Fortunately, he was not running too slow, and he was able to leave the bullets behind him all the way in the darkness.
When he finally reached the corner of the wall, he kicked the wall hard, turned around and rushed toward the Flying Tigers members on the rooftop.
Ding ding ding.
Bullets blew out the chandelier on the ceiling.
He Ying rushed into the Flying Tigers, and took the lead in raising the muzzle of the gun in front of him. He immediately made a click, put both hands together, and quickly removed the opponent's magazine.
Snap, an elbow strike neatly defeated the Flying Tiger member, and then he started a hand-to-hand fight among the police officers.
"Hoo ho ho!"
The Flying Tigers members were not weak in kung fu and immediately drew out the daggers from their waists to fight back at close range.
He Ying lowered his head and bent over, dodging sideways, always dodging the blade accurately, and then hitting the Flying Tigers members who attacked him with his fists.
And when he was fighting in close combat with one of the Flying Tigers, the other Flying Tigers didn't dare to shoot, so they had to surround him and keep their guns aimed at him.
"What an amazing skill."
Song Zijie was sitting in the business car at the bottom of the building, looking at the extremely beautiful fighting action on the surveillance screen, and couldn't help but praise the criminal.
It's been a long time since there was such a skilled killer on Hong Kong Island.
If you want to hire a professional killer of this caliber to do the job, the price you would pay is definitely more than seven figures.
It seems that the goods smuggled by Zhao Yuanlong are of high value.
Fortunately, he had predicted in advance and made very thorough arrangements, so there was no need to worry about the killer being able to escape from the police encirclement.
Otherwise, Sir Song might not be able to sit in the command car so calmly and watch the fight scenes...
When he saw something exciting, he could pick up the coffee cup at hand and take a sip of coffee to moisten his lips.
"do not come!"
He Ying knocked down a member of the Flying Tigers with one move, and about a minute later, he had eliminated the entire team on the rooftop.
However, he did not bring down the last player.
Instead, he grabbed the player's arm and stuck a dagger firmly in the player's neck.
While dragging the team members out of the rooftop, he looked directly at the other Flying Tigers team and threatened them not to act rashly.
This flying tiger team also listened to his words, obediently put down the weapons in their hands, and calmly watched him move outward.
He had already known the terrain outside and knew that the distance between the rooftops of the two buildings was about eight meters.
As long as he had enough running energy, he would be able to rush to another building and escape.
"snort."
He Ying showed a successful smile on his face. After reaching the middle of the rooftop, he suddenly let go of the hostage, turned around and rushed to the edge of the rooftop.
"Da da da."
He Ying spread his legs and quickly started running to accumulate strength.
The Flying Tigers did not shoot, but still watched him quietly.
But when he ran to the edge of the rooftop and planned to fly over the rooftop...
With a rumble, two helicopters with warning lights flashing slowly rose up, while huge wind and waves swept across in front of him.
"His grandma is a bear!"
He Ying's eyes widened and he screamed in disbelief.
He suddenly braked hard and stopped on the edge of the rooftop.
He had seen this "big bird" on TV and knew that the "big bird" could carry people flying in the sky.
But it doesn't matter if you don't know, there are two groups of Flying Tigers holding weapons and murderous intent, squatting in the cabin and preparing to shoot. The actual purpose of "Big Bird" has been vividly explained before his eyes.
He Yin, do you still dare to dance?
I don’t dare, I really don’t dare!
He Ying heard the footsteps coming from behind and honestly raised his hands.
"Squat down! Squat down!"
"Come downstairs with me. I advise you not to struggle in vain."
The Flying Tigers quickly pounced on He Ying and held him tightly with handcuffs.
"He Ying."
At this time, Huang Xiaomei had already been pinned down by the Flying Tigers, and it seemed that she had just been pulled out of the room.
There was so much noise when the police arrested her, how could Huang Xiaomei still be sleeping?
She was just hiding inside because she was afraid of death.
Now seeing He Ying's hands tied and about to be taken away by the police, she couldn't help shouting.
Seeing this, He Ying squared his shoulders, shook his head and shouted: "Don't hurt her, don't hurt her."
"One person does the work and the other takes responsibility. Just come to me."
The Flying Tigers looked at him like a fool, a little confused as to why He Ying suddenly looked crazy.
Is there rabies?
But Huang Xiaomei thought of something and spoke at the right time: "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt me."
"They are the police, oh, no, they are official officers."
"Official official?"
He Ying's expression was startled, but he soon understood, lowered his head and followed the police officers downstairs.
At first, he thought these police officers were "killers" sent by the company, but he didn't expect that they were contemporary official officers.
He neither killed anyone nor set fire to it.
I should have known better not to fight!
When the police officers escorted him out of the building, the door of the commercial vehicle opened with a crash. Wearing a suit, Song Zijie strode up to He Ying, looked up at him and said with a smile, "You're very good at fighting, aren't you?"
"hehe."
"In general! Tian is the imperial guard of the Forbidden City."
Song Zijie's expression suddenly stiffened. He looked around at his subordinates, then continued to look at He Ying and asked, "What do you call him? How much did he charge?"
"It would be easier if you said it earlier."
Song Zijie kindly handed him a bottle of mineral water, making it clear that he was ready to start talking.
He Ying glanced at him, then raised his head and said: "I won't change my name in business, and I won't change my surname in office. He Ying, the admiral of Shenji Camp, is the same!"
"I'm telling you, pepper water and tiger stools are useless here."
"I didn't do anything, you'd better let me go."
Song Zijie picked his ears and looked like he didn't understand anything.
He handed the mineral water spring to the subordinate next to him, then quickly turned around, took out his fist and punched He Ying in the abdomen.
"take away!"
Sir Song pulled on his suit, turned around and walked into the business car.
The police officers immediately put He Ying in civilian clothes behind her. Their attitude was very bad and they did not save any face for the imperial guards.
But He Ying didn't seem to admit defeat, and shouted as he walked: "What rank are you, what rank are you a general?"
"Tell me what grade you are."
"I, He Ying, will never lose to an unknown person."
Song Zijie heard his voice from a distance, sat in the commercial car and sneered: "Excellent?"
"You are really the best killer when you hit the streets!"
(End of chapter)
