"Crash!" A embarrassed figure rolled and crawled, clawing away the grass, and flew forward with blood on his head.
Under the moonlight.
The flowers and plants swayed, and the steps staggered.
The dog leash slapped the branches.
"Hoo ho ho!"
"Run! Run! Run!" Gao Peiying waved his arms, his eyes were confused, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Stay alive!"
He had no idea that he had been running for a long time, that the wounds on his face and chest had split open, and that he had even forgotten the pain of the wounds and only knew how to keep moving forward.
"Two minutes." Zhuang Shikai sat on the car seat, looked at the fleeing figure in front of him, looked away, and raised his wrist.
Two minutes have passed on the watch on my wrist.
However, Gao Peiying is still half way from the factory gate.
"hehe."
"If I give you a chance but it doesn't work, don't blame me if you go to hell."
"You deserve it all." Zhuang Shikai sneered.
five minutes later.
"Poof!"
Gao Peiying fell in front of the factory covered in blood.
"It's the boss!"
In the control room of the counterfeit banknote factory, Cobra and a bunch of people looked at the screen with surprise in their eyes.
But they immediately reacted: "Open the door quickly and bring the boss in!"
"Yes, Brother Bu!" A boy immediately opened the iron door of the factory, and Cobra led a group of boys with guns and went to fetch the boss in.
"Boom!" The electronic door of the counterfeit banknote factory opened. The first thing Cobra saw was Gao Peiying who fell to the ground. He thought to himself: "The boss is covered in blood. I don't know how much he suffered in order to escape from the police station!"
"But being able to escape from the Hong Kong Island area is awesome! It's really awesome!"
But Gao Peiying stood up, widened his eyes and shouted: "Run away!"
"Huh?" Cobra's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately stretched his hands to his waist.
"Whoa! Whoa!" The Wan Chai police officers who were lying in ambush all around were fully armed, holding guns in both hands, wearing helmets and bulletproof vests. They immediately rushed out of the corner and raised their guns toward the door!
"Da da da!" Song Zijie took the lead to avenge his father, pulled the trigger and fired a string of bullets.
He held a submachine gun in both hands and sprayed out blue flames, instantly beating Gao Peiying in front of him into a sieve!
He must kill this person with his own hands!
"Da da da." Immediately, the police officers from other groups opened fire and swept Cobra and the others down in a blink of an eye, without even giving them a chance to shoot.
"superior!"
"superior!"
Song Zijie made a gesture with his gun, and police officers from each group immediately filed in and rushed along the road into the counterfeit banknote factory.
"Da da da."
"ah!"
"ah!"
As if they were in deserted territory, the police officers concentrated fire and killed the gunmen when they encountered them. They took control of the factory in just a few minutes. At first, some armed men dared to resist, but when the police suppressed the crowd, they knew that the situation was over, so they could only throw away their guns and join the "masters" in surrendering and squatting in line.
From the time Gao Peiying defrauded the counterfeit banknote factory to the time when the anti-gangster team cleaned up the factory, the process even took less than ten minutes!
The counterfeit banknote factory is not as big as you think!
Police and bullets are faster!
As for letting Gao Peiying defraud the counterfeit banknote factory? This is just a small operation, the main purpose is to let Gao Peiying die! Go and give it to Song Zijie as a target.
Song Zijie, who led the anti-gangster team, had already understood this and was waiting for the "signal" for action from Master Zhuang.
And when Gao Peiying's figure appears, no matter how stupid you are, you will know that this is a signal to take action.
At this time, Song Zijie naturally understood Master Zhuang's intentions and felt grateful to Master Zhuang in his heart.
Sir Zhuang giving Gao Peiying two minutes was not a complete deception of Gao Peiying. After all, it is not difficult to run 500 meters in two minutes, even if it is covered in scars.
If Gao Peiying could really run to the factory gate in two minutes, Sir Zhuang would naturally let Gao Peiying go. Just because he let Gao Peiying go, it doesn't mean that Song Zijie would let Gao Peiying go!
These are clearly two different things!
Mr. Zhuang has a clear conscience!
It's a pity that Gao Peiying didn't even complete the two-minute goal, so if Song Zijie kills him, he will go to hell.
In this world, one must know how to be willing to gamble and admit defeat.
"Sir Zhuang!"
"The factory is done!"
Two minutes later, the commercial vehicle stopped at the entrance of the factory. Sir Zhuang opened the door. Song Zijie held up his firearm and helmet, and raised his hand in salute.
Zhuang Shikai nodded, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, got out of the car, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Is that tone still there?"
Song Zijie's eyes were moved, and he said with tears in his eyes: "I threw up!"
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"good!"
"Then my anger is gone!" Zhuang Shikai raised his hand and beat his chest: "I don't have the habit of letting brothers hold in their anger. If you want revenge, you have to avenge it. If you want to get angry, you have to spit it out. As long as we don't do anything wrong, we will always Be able to hold your head high, hold your chest high, and live a proud life!"
"Tell me about the situation in the factory!"
Zhuang Shikai no longer dwelled on Song Zijie's "private enmity", and with a few quick words, he changed the topic to business matters.
After all, as long as this has been done before, the brothers can see it, there is no need to overexaggerate it, they all understand it.
Song Zijie nodded and reported aloud: "The factory has three machines for printing counterfeit banknotes and thirty boxes of sample banknotes. The specific amount needs to be counted again."
"The anti-gangster group killed a total of 12 criminals, arrested nine armed gangsters, and arrested 15 counterfeiters and laborers, as well as some stolen money and weapons."
"Well done." Zhuang Shikai affirmed.
Then he turned his eyes and looked at the corpses pulled out, including Gao Peiying...
He pointed at Gao Peiying and said, "Can you write reports?"
This sentence was said to Song Zijie.
Song Zijie nodded immediately: "The criminal Gao Peiying left the police station and fled to the counterfeit banknote factory, trying to escape from the country. The anti-gangster team followed Gao Peiying to the counterfeit banknote factory, and Gao Peiying was killed in the crossfire."
This is really a reasonable answer.
Zhuang Shikai raised his hand casually and said: "Smart."
He turned around and sat back in the business car, closed the door, crossed his legs, closed his suit and said to the driver: "Go home."
"Yes, sir." The driver immediately started the car and drove towards Repulse Bay. As for the scene of such a small case, it was natural that the Wan Chai anti-gangster group could easily handle it without Sir Zhuang personally watching it.
That night.
After Song Zijie finished handling the scene, he returned home and looked at his wife: "Xiaohui, it's done."
"Yeah!" Long Xiaohui nodded heavily, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and stepped forward to give her husband a hug.
Song Zijie stroked his wife's hair: "I did not follow the wrong boss. Revenge has been avenged."
Long Xiaohui raised his head: "I didn't follow the wrong man either."
Song Zijie felt a rush of blood rush up his spine at this moment, picked up his wife and walked to the room.
He felt that it was worth not only working hard for his family, but also working hard for Mr. Zhuang.
Zhuang Shikai was lying on the bed at home, hugging his wife and asking: "Do you feel good..."
the next day.
The counterfeit banknote factory incident is over, and the deaths of Gao Peiying and others were clearly written in the report in accordance with the "rules". There were no violations or errors.
Gao Peiying's wife and children all live abroad, so even if he wants to complain, he has no place to complain. Moreover, Gao Peiying has been involved in many cases, so he has no qualifications to complain.
The profession of "modern police" is very special. There is no way to deal with truly law-abiding citizens, but there are many ways to deal with the young and Dangerous guys and the big guys who have piles of criminal records.
This is a sharp sword to eliminate crime and evil, and also a shield to protect justice!
If your body and shadow are facing the police, you have nothing to fear. The police may even be afraid of you.
No matter how Sir Zhuang deals with Gao Peiying, there will be no trouble. However, today there is a person who dares to come to Sir Zhuang to find "trouble"...
"pony."
"What are you doing to me again?"
"Don't you know that sir is very busy?" Zhuang Shikai asked, holding a cup of coffee.
It can be seen that Mr. Zhuang is in a good mood today, otherwise how would he have any free time? Someone had already used a stick to stab this lame man out.
After all, the counterfeit banknote factory was destroyed before even a batch of goods was released, and the case was handled well just by looking at it.
This is an excellent political achievement.
And Xiao Ma has put in a lot of effort, so it doesn't hurt to listen to him talk a few words, so as not to make excuses for him to run away next time he needs to be used.
I heard Xiao Ma complaining with dark circles under his eyes: "Sir, counting money is very tiring!"
"Last night I counted more than 30 million counterfeit U.S. dollars, and my fingers were numb. Do you want to consider giving me a CEO... uh, give me a good citizen award?"
Xiao Ma saw that Sir Zhuang's expression seemed to be gradually darkening?
He quickly changed his tune.
Mr. Zhuang nodded: "No problem!"
I saw him open the drawer and take out a document: "This year, I will nominate you to win the Good Citizen Award. Then you can go to the Public Relations Department to receive the award."
"There is a certificate and a bonus of four thousand yuan."
In fact, don't look at the "indiscriminate distribution" of Good Citizen Awards in Hong Kong dramas. It seems that just anyone who comes to help out a little bit can get the Good Citizen Award from the police force.
wrong!
The Hong Kong Island Good Citizen Award is actually a very prestigious honorary award. It is jointly established by the Chief Secretary, the Ministry of Justice, the Police and other high-level agencies. An activity in which citizens who arrest criminals are awarded rewards as a token of recognition.
Once a year.
There are certificates, bonuses, reports and news for publicity.
It is almost the highest honor an ordinary citizen can receive.
What if you look down on the Good Citizen Award?
Then you are an idiot!
This is a weapon for ordinary citizens to use and is rare to find.
It will be awarded by the Commissioner of Police himself, and you can also take a photo with "Brother No.1".
"Thank you, Sir Zhuang. Thank you, Sir Zhuang." Brother Xiao Ma took the folder and said with a smile.
Suddenly he wondered again: "Then what is this folder?"
Logically speaking, the Public Relations Department will release the list of winners by then, so there is no need for a folder to apply for the award?
Zhuang Shikai said mysteriously: "Open it and take a look."
"Oh." Brother Xiao Ma opened the document, looked at a string of English words on it, and frowned: "Sir Zhuang, you are making things difficult for me."
"Then give it back to me." Zhuang Shikai stretched out his hand.
"I believe you don't mind an invitation to an MBA training class." Sir Zhuang said.
But Xiao Ma quickly retracted his hand: "Yeah! Is this the legendary CEO training class?"
He looked up with a surprised expression and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know English... you can learn it quickly if you find a foreigner."
"Don't you still believe in my learning ability?"
Zhuang Shikai twitched the corner of his mouth: "Go away!"
He really hoped that Xiao Ma's learning ability could be as strong as his sexual ability!
