"Da da da."
The helicopter landed safely.
The rooftop of the largest main building in the center of Luoxia City Walled City.
Zhuang Shikai stepped off the plane and looked up ahead.
Just hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, Cai Yuanqi and Zhuo Jingquan rushed to the rooftop with a team of people. When they saw the plane landing, they rushed to Sir Zhuang and saluted and shouted: "Sir Zhuang!"
"Yes." Zhuang Shikai nodded, put his hands in his pockets and walked forward. Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and others followed closely behind them, breathing heavily.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the dark night.
From time to time, gunfire rang out in the walled city.
Although the police force has taken control of the entire city, there are still scattered gunshots that continue to resist. Many criminals still refuse to surrender, and the police force continues to encircle and suppress them.
But Zhuang Shikai didn't pay attention to the details. He walked off the rooftop and headed towards the lobby of the main building.
The place where the helicopter landed was the main building of the Walled City, which was also the place where the first plane of the Walled City landed.
As expected, "Master Ding" and other city bosses should be waiting for him in the lobby... to run away? They definitely can't escape from Hong Kong Island, let alone the palm of Master Zhuang!
Because they are different from the minions! Not even qualified to escape!
You must know that the boss looks familiar and must shoulder the responsibility.
According to the hypocritical saying, "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."
Although they don’t have any crowns at all! They are just old street boys and old losers, but they organize a city wall to resist police law enforcement with guns on a large scale. This alone is enough to kill them hundreds of times.
At this time, Zhou Huabiao had led a group of police officers to surround the lobby of the main building. More than a dozen police officers, fully armed, rushed into the lobby, detained more than a dozen men in black clothes, and immediately put guns on guard.
And he took two inspectors with him, put his hands behind his back, raised his legs and walked into the lobby and shouted: "Master Ding?"
"A Biao." I saw "Master Ding" sitting on the chair, his face a little pale.
Sixty-seven uncles from the city were sitting on their chairs, trembling all over and unable to even hold their tea cups.
At this time, Zhou Huabiao sneered and walked step by step to Master Ding. He stared at Master Ding with his eyes and sneered: "You still call me A Biao?"
"hehe."
"You are really qualified!"
Dingye grinned, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brother Biao!"
There is a generation difference in two years, but they are still several decades younger.
This "Brother Biao" ripped off his decades-old face.
It’s a pity that it’s not up to anyone! Now the police force is holding their lives! Don't mention calling me brother, you can call me dad!
It’s not that they are afraid of death, after all, if they survive a few decades older, they have already finished their lives. When you die, the meaning is almost the same.
Let them die together with the Kowloon Walled City! On the contrary, simply!
They are afraid that the police will take advantage of his family.
Because they all died.
The family also needs to survive.
"Tsk!" Zhou Huabiao sneered and looked at Mr. Ding: "Am I right? Don't put yourself and Mr. Zhuang in the same position! I said I'd see you today, so I'll meet you today! Mr. Zhuang said that he would overthrow your Kowloon Walled City. ! Just don’t wait until the next day!”
"Yes! I'm sorry, cousin!" Master Ding squeezed his cane, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
"Hmph!" Zhou Huabiao snorted coldly and stood with one hand on his waist. Just as he was about to buckle Ding Ye first, he heard a series of familiar footsteps coming from outside the door...
So he stopped moving, raised his head and looked outside the door: "Master Zhuang is here!"
With his familiarity with Mr. Zhuang, he could even guess who was outside just by listening to the order of his footsteps...
I saw all the police officers with guns on guard staring at the criminals and shouting solemnly: "Sir Zhuang!"
"Yeah!" I saw Zhuang Shikai, Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and other people, raising their legs, crossing the threshold, and stepping into the lobby with their leather shoes.
"Sir Zhuang!"
"Master Zhuang!"
Zhou Huabiao, Ding Ye and others shouted one after another.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai was standing in the lobby, with his hands behind his back, looking at "Master Ding" and frowning, pretending to be thinking with some dissatisfaction: "Master Ding."
"Now in the Kowloon Walled City, who should be the boss or should I be the boss?"
"Eh? Master Zhuang! Of course you should..." Master Ding replied with a look of astonishment on his face.
He wanted to seize the opportunity to please Mr. Zhuang, but Zhou Huabiao stepped forward with a cold face, picked up Mr. Ding by his collar, picked him up and threw him to the ground.
"Bang!" Ding Ye fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Zhou Huabiao sneered and said, "What the hell! How dare you pretend to be a boss in front of Mr. Zhuang? Damn it! After sitting on a chair for decades, you really think it's a treasure!"
Zhuang Shikai put his hands behind his back and said nothing with a smile on his face.
All the other uncles present closed their eyes, unable to bear to see "Master Ding"'s lifelong dignity being trampled upon.
Zhou Huabiao then pointed at them and shouted loudly: "You, you, you, and you guys! All squat down with your heads in your hands! Sit, sit, sit. If you want to sit, go back to the police station and sit on the tiger bench!"
"You drink tea after leaving your mother! Do you know that our policemen are bleeding while you are drinking tea! Ah? Do you know!"
Zhou Huabiao roared loudly.
The uncles in Chengzhai obediently squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Zhuang Shikai then showed a satisfied smile.
He is really not used to pretending to be a boss in front of him! Especially that kind of prisoner! This will make him feel very boring!
Although some bosses are real bosses, they have been powerful all their lives, and their aura can be felt anytime and anywhere, but they should be kept away if they have it! Where Mr. Zhuang is, there can only be one big boss! And that big boss is him!
Look at Uncle Biao, if you have been with him for a long time, you will understand it very well!
Of course, don’t talk to him about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and enforcing the law in a civilized manner. Now is not the time to respect the old and cherish the young. He just wants to step on Chengzhai's face and rub it down, destroying Chengzhai's decades of spirit in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, the people in Chengzhai can form societies outside, make trouble, continue to bind themselves into interest groups, and do evil everywhere. And when criminals resist with guns, they are no longer qualified to talk about civilized law enforcement. Sorry, not in range.
"Pap, tap." So Zhuang Shikai stepped forward, lifted up his leather shoes, and stepped on "Master Ding's" face with the toe of his shoes without ceremony.
"Zizzizi." He looked down at "Master Ding" condescendingly, twisted his leather shoes, rubbed the other person's cheek hard and asked: "Master Ding... I asked you to deliver the goods but you refused! What now? Isn't that right? You never take me seriously..."
"No...Master Zhuang...it's really not true!" Master Ding begged with a sad tone, his face full of pain.
Zhuang Shikai bent down and stared at him with raised eyebrows: "You think I can't get in?"
"No no no!"
Master Ding quickly raised his hand: "I'm just afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" Zhuang Shikai asked with a chuckle.
Master Ding gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid that the status of Kowloon City Walled City will not be preserved..."
"Then you're not afraid of me?" Zhuang Shikai cursed.
"Afraid..." Master Ding responded quickly.
Zhuang Shikai pressed his feet hard, and Master Ding immediately screamed.
"ah!!!"
Zhuang Shikai chuckled: "It doesn't matter."
"You don't have to be afraid."
"I would also like to thank you for sending me a piece of land."
"Kowloon Walled City is really a good place...but you just don't have the ability to build it, and you don't have the ability to defend it..."
"Send it to you!"
"Chengzhai gave it to you!" Master Ding shouted quickly: "Master Zhuang has the ability! This land is prepared for you! You must be able to..."
"Haha! Shut up!" Zhuang Shikai retracted his foot, stepped on the ground, and squinted at Master Ding.
"No matter how much I say, you won't have a good life..."
Not to mention how much ammunition they consumed and how many troops they mobilized to capture the Kowloon Walled City, the police force must give an explanation to the brothers for the casualties they incurred.
An idea seemed to flash in Master Ding's mind, and he suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Master Zhuang!"
"Can you give me a gun?"
Zhuang Shikai looked at him for a while and probably understood what "Master Ding" was thinking.
His goal is just to break up the interest groups in the city wall. Killing all the uncles of "Master Ding" will immediately cause the city walled group to lose its leader and collapse quickly. This is the fastest and most convenient way.
The life and death of Ding Ye's family is irrelevant, and they can even keep their property. After all, the source of those properties is difficult to verify, and according to the law, there is no need to implicate family members.
Therefore, "Master Ding" wants to exchange his life for someone who is fair and strict, begging Master Zhuang to tell the rules and be noble.
He thought for a moment and nodded to Zhou Huabiao. Zhou Huabiao received the hint and immediately took out his gun and opened the magazine. He poured out the five bullets inside, leaving only one bullet. He raised his hand and threw the gun to "Master Ding" ".
Snap!
"Master Ding" caught the pistol, put the muzzle of the gun against his chin without hesitation, and quickly pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
A gunshot rang out.
A stream of blood shot to the floor.
Skull penetration.
Master Ding fell to the ground.
The last generation of talkers in Kowloon Walled City lived and died with Kowloon Walled City. Together with the Walled City, it came to an end of history and disappeared from the world.
At this time, a group of police officers who had just raised their guns on alert lowered their pistols.
Zhuang Shikai chuckled, raised his hand and said: "Kill all these people! Leave no one behind!"
"Be clean! I don't want the people in Kowloon Walled City to have hope!"
Zhuang Shikai left the main building lobby with his hands behind his back.
"Yes! Sir!" Zhou Huabiao responded solemnly, bent down to pick up the pistol, and nodded slightly to the police officers beside him.
The Chengzhai uncles who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands were frightened. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy. They shouted, "Sir! Sir! We don't want to die!"
"Life imprisonment! You take us back to life imprisonment!"
"Bang bang bang!" Several gunshots rang out in the lobby, and several corpses bowed their heads neatly.
At this moment, Zhuang Shikai held on to the railing of the corridor and looked at the entire city. He saw that it was densely packed, like an ant nest, with hundreds of holes and crumbling.
But he just tapped the railing lightly and issued an order: "Notify Lu Hantao! Blast and push down the building tonight! The walled city will be razed tonight!"
"I said tonight is tonight!"
"Yes! Sir!" Cai Yuanqi nodded in agreement.
"In addition, inform the airport that the airspace blockade has been lifted and let the planes come down slowly."
"The police officers rested in place for two hours, and after two hours they helped the residents of the Walled City to evacuate in an orderly manner... Remember! Be kind to the citizens! Give them time to carry their belongings! No one can search for property!"
"Of course, don't forget to check your identity and take away those with criminal records for processing."
Zhuang Shikai issued a guiding order and explained the basic principles in detail. After Cai Yuanqi and Zhuo Jingquan took note of it, they turned around and left to deal with it.
These commands seem simple, but they are no easier to operate than fighting a battle. Fortunately, Cai and Zhuo are both good at political management, but their styles are different.
However, they are trained talents who can perfectly add details and implement specific work well.
"Sir Zhuang, it's done." At this time, Zhou Huabiao walked out of the lobby and preached.
Zhuang Shikai nodded, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
He has already trampled this city under his feet.
The scene changes.
Kowloon Highway.
Three cars are speeding down the road.
boom!
boom!
The sound of a restless motorcycle came.
Yao Yang was responsible for driving, raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror...
