"yes!"
"boss!"
The "Red Shadows" who were the first to come back to their senses spoke out.
Immediately, several red figures rushed forward and punched Zhang Zihao in the stomach, knocking Zhang Zihao to the ground.
Zhang Zihao, who was arrogant and domineering before, suddenly turned into a soft-legged shrimp and was dragged into the Song Mansion kitchen by several red figures...
Zhang Zihao’s arrogant capital is nothing more than carrying explosives on his back!
But who hasn’t seen the explosives?
Whether the "dynamite" explodes in front of Mr. Zhuang does not depend on the power of the explosive, but whether Mr. Zhuang nods and allows it to explode!
Even if Mr. Zhuang doesn’t nod, the nuclear bomb won’t explode.
Mr. Zhuang nodded.
The air will blow up for you!
Because of the two superpowers of "safe space" and "air running bomb", he is fully capable of dominating both extreme situations.
This is Mr. Zhuang’s confidence!
And when Zhang Zihao's arrogance and capital were removed, he was nothing more than a bluffing criminal who could be punished by the police however they wanted.
While Zhang Zihao was being dragged down, he still looked crazy and shouted in disbelief: "How could it be possible!"
"how come!"
"These explosive detonators were installed by myself..."
"call……"
Mr. Song came back to his senses, took a long breath, turned to look at Mr. Zhuang, nodded and thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang!"
No one would think that Zhang Zihao was pretending to be fake in the scene just now. After all, people pretending to be fake would not take the initiative to detonate explosives, because if they want to bluff, the explosive before it explodes must be the most bluffing.
The explosion of explosives has announced its end.
Or die.
Live or live, no bluffing option.
Zhang Zihao dared to pull out the detonator extremely arrogantly, just because he had the idea of perishing together. The explosive in his hand was naturally real... However, judging from Mr. Zhuang's current performance, it is likely that someone had changed the explosive, causing Mr. Zhuang to... He was both determined and unafraid, not even thinking of drawing a gun to subdue him.
At this moment, Mr. Song came up with the answer perfectly.
"Crack."
Song Shichang collapsed and fell to the ground completely weak.
"This, this, this..."
He was lying on the ground sweating profusely, moving his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say it clearly.
obviously.
He was stunned.
It's normal for people to be confused in situations like this.
Several servants nearby also fell down due to weak legs. There were no exceptions for ordinary people. Those who were able to stand were big shots who had experienced hundreds of battles, had extraordinary courage, and were extremely determined.
By no means a general person.
Therefore, Zhuang Shikai and Mr. Song glanced at "Song Shichang" with no contempt in their eyes. Relatively speaking, they showed more understanding and concern.
After all, he is his junior.
"Crash."
"Sir Zhuang!"
"Sir Zhuang!"
At this time, Song Zijie led a group of criminal team members who noticed the situation and rushed into the scene. They were on guard with guns and reported to the superior.
"what's the situation?"
They looked cautious.
But I was a little confused about the situation at the scene.
"ah!"
"clatter!"
"ah!!!"
"Boom!"
now.
Villa, kitchen.
Two "Red Shadows" restrained the hands and feet of "The Shocking King of Thieves". One Red Shadow grabbed a bone-chopping knife, grasped the handle with his five fingers, and swish, he chopped it down with all his strength!
The arc-shaped sharp blade was accurately inserted into the bone seams, cutting through the flesh along the joint seams and slamming it down with great force, instantly cutting off one of the lower legs of the "Shocking King of Thieves".
Zhang Zihao let out a shrill scream.
Immediately afterwards, the red shadow fiercely dug into the hilt of the knife, adjusted his breathing, and slashed down with another swift slash.
Zhang Zihao screamed again.
The other thigh was also removed.
The "Shocking King of Thieves", who was so majestic just now, rolled his eyes and fainted from the pain on the spot.
Of course, the red shadows did not stop...
Boss Zhuang said that he wanted to cut off all the target's hands and feet, so he must cut off all his hands and feet. Otherwise, wouldn't he be dishonoring Boss Zhuang's investment and care for them?
To be honest, Boss Zhuang treats them well.
Do you want them to violate national laws and moral values and do anything illegal?
Excuse me.
They are soldiers!
Can't do it!
But to help the Commissioner of Police remove the four hands and feet of "The Great Thief King", alas, I still have to do this small favor for Boss Zhuang.
After all, the police commissioner gave the order, and the other party is a criminal, which is more important, fuck! I just pulled the detonator to blow them up!
If the detonator really detonated, not a single one of the small group of red shadows on the scene would be able to escape! Therefore, there is residual fear in their hearts, and the fear turns into murderous intent. What does it mean to remove the four hands and feet of the "King of Thieves"?
It’s not illegal or moral at all, it’s really enlightening!
The Red Shadows have gone through wars and received rigorous training, involving various special subjects. Don't be too easy to unload...
Large streams of blood flowed out of the kitchen.
Song Zijie and others looked back at the kitchen. Whether it was the screams that reached their ears, the smell of blood that penetrated their noses, or the dazzling color of blood, they all stopped explaining the situation to them.
Song Zijie and others silently put away their pistols, but there were some things that Mr. Zhuang had to do that they were not qualified to take care of!
I won’t care!
He even wanted to help!
Of course, there are several people from the Song family who are "outside the system" standing nearby. Mr. Zhuang doesn't want people from the police force to take action, lest they get into unnecessary trouble. There are people from the security company who can be used, so let's use security first. The company's is better.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, it is relatively "compliant" for the "Police Commissioner" to use people from the security company to do things.
It would be arrogant to directly use people within the police force to do things.
Now Mr. Zhuang has passed the arrogant stage.
Pay attention to rules.
Zhuang Shikai was not very interested, but he waved his hands to everyone casually and said, "Okay, it's okay."
"Ajie, please take someone to clean up the kitchen."
"Although Zhang Zihao was slightly injured during the arrest, he must accept the people's trial if he dares to commit a major crime."
"This is the responsibility of our SAR police force!"
Zhuang Shikai pointed out from the perspective of the director: "The trial will still happen next. You are responsible for organizing the prosecution process and let the Public Relations Department follow up."
"By the way, since Zhang Zihao was injured during the arrest, um... I gave him my own explosives to blow off his limbs, so the interrogation process will not be made public."
“Just take a few photos for the magazine!”
In fact, it is to prevent "Zhang Zihao"'s chopped limbs from being seen by the media...
After all, photos have memories, and the media has a sharp eye. Some things are better covered up.
"yes!"
"Sir!"
Song Zijie stood at attention and responded solemnly: "Please don't worry, let me handle the scene."
"ok."
Zhuang Shikai nodded.
He turned to look at Song Shichang on the ground, raised his head and smiled at Mr. Song: "Song, please help Shichang upstairs to rest."
"It's best to ask the servants to cook a requiem soup for Shichang to drink. It's good for the heart."
"I believe Shichang will grow up a lot."
Mr. Song nodded in agreement.
"Made Zhuang Sheng laugh."
He glanced at the servants next to him. The servants who had recovered their senses slowly stepped forward and helped Song Shichang go upstairs.
Song Shichang was too embarrassed to nod good night to Mr. Zhuang, but Mr. Zhuang ignored him. Two servants followed the instructions and went to the small kitchen next door to make soup...
The large kitchen is definitely unusable.
Can you drink the Anhun soup cooked there?
Zhuang Shikai picked up his watch and looked at the time, then smiled and said, "There are still people waiting for me tonight, so I'll go ahead and forgive me."
"Zhuangsheng, I will take you out." Mr. Song said quickly.
"Um."
Zhuang Shikai nodded.
Immediately, Mr. Song followed suit with his cane, personally escorted Mr. Zhuang to the garden parking lot, and then watched Mr. Zhuang drive out of the villa garden.
It wasn't until the taillights of the car disappeared at the intersection that he looked away and sighed: "Director Zhuang has solved a big trouble for me!"
"Think about what Shichang will bring tomorrow..."
Mr. Song thought secretly.
Zhuang Shikai was driving and talking on the phone.
"Tick-tick-tock."
Headlights illuminate the road ahead.
Deep Water Bay late at night.
He is the only car.
"Ding ding ding."
Four people, Ye Jihuan, Ji Zhengxiong, Agui, and Ayong, were sitting around a square table eating instant noodles.
Several of them were waiting for the call.
now.
in the room.
The phone rings.
Ye Jihuan quickly looked up and saw that there was no movement on a mobile phone placed on the square table. The ringing sound came from the chair behind.
"It was Song Shichang's phone that rang."
Ji Zhengxiong said hesitantly.
"Could it be Brother Hao calling?"
Agui said.
It's not impossible.
"Go get it!"
Ye Jihuan put down the instant noodles and said in a deep voice.
Now, five hours have passed since everyone tied up with the "people ticket". According to the plan, "Brother Hao" should get the money when he went to withdraw it.
At this moment, there is no news from "Brother Hao", which is indeed a bit unsettling.
Of course, the risk of taking advantage of others is high, and there are many emergencies. Everyone still has some patience, and the answer will not be revealed until dawn.
It's just that time is not on their side. The longer time goes by, the greater the risk.
It’s relatively “stable” at this time!
Agui stood up in an instant, turned over the chair, turned around, picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, leaned into his ear and said: "Hello!"
"boom!"
A figure suddenly flashed past.
A member of Red Shadow stood in front of the window wearing an action uniform, holding a gun with both hands, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
A Gui's forehead was penetrated by a bullet, and a beautiful blood splashed out. He simply fell down holding his mobile phone.
When Ye Jihuan and others were frightened, they quickly reached for the AK and pistol beside them.
"Boom! Boom!"
Several red shadows have already launched an attack!
This phone call is the signal!
Because Mr. Zhuang said: "I'll call you when the time comes."
At this moment, Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the car quietly listening to the movements on the other side of the phone. Gunshots and shouts were short, powerful, and fleeting.
When Xu Zhengyang picked up the phone again and spoke loudly.
Mr. Zhuang just said: "Good night."
"Tick!" He hung up the phone.
"Ding!" The elevator door rang.
Zhuang Shikai walked onto the floor, took out his room card and swiped open the wooden door of the presidential suite.
When he put on his shoes and walked through the large suite living room and along the suite carpet to the bedroom, a yellowish bedside lamp was lit in the bedroom.
A woman wrapped her legs in the quilt, bit her lip, looked at him and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. I came three times to myself."
Zhuang Shikai smiled softly and said while untying his belt: "The first half of the night is reserved for you to sleep."
"You do not sleep?"
"Then don't sleep in the middle of the night."
Mr. Zhuang took off his suit and preached.
