"Yes, sit down!"

Zhou Xingxing sat down and said, "Sir Dong, I want something, I'll treat you!"

"No need, you're the only one!"

"Not that, everyone else is on standby in the police station. I was idle and thought of coming out to order a cup of milk tea!

By the way, Dong Sir's actions tomorrow will be the leader of you and Sir Jane. Are you sure?"

Dong Yi shook his head: "No one was sure until the moment when the incident happened. By the way, how are the Flying Tigers now? Where is Anan? Why didn't I see him?"

"He was transferred to another department at the beginning of the year. Can Dong Sir let me come to work in the police station?

I, Zhou Xingxing, have nothing else to do, and my skills in punching and kicking are pretty good. Do you want to think about it?"

Dong Yi smiled and said, "You have to apply for it yourself. The key is to depend on what Jane Sir means. If he releases people, everything will be easy!

Just so happens, the Officer Li Ying we transferred here is short of people, so you can consider going to his place!”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingxing had a smile on his face, but suddenly he cursed in his heart: "That guy is shoveling, I won't go to his hands. When I was an undercover agent, I almost lost my life by him!"

Speaking of Zhou Xingxing, he smiled embarrassedly: "I just talk about it casually!"

The next morning...

Hong Kong Island, this shining pearl, after she faded away the blur of night, opened her charming eyes. The sun rose again, and the warm sunlight pierced the thick clouds and fell into the mortal world? Fallen into the streets? Gently wrapping the city that just woke up.

Is Hong Kong Island busy in the early morning? It is also leisurely? The Hong Kong Island in the early morning is not as good as the night, and she has not had any makeup on it? It is not as gorgeous and charming as the night, with plain faces facing the sky? There is a faint laziness between my eyebrows and eyes? But it is a lively girl at a young age. The people who accompany her show a vigorous vitality.

The air is still filled with the wet and coldness of last night, but the people living on this land have woken up? They are rushing to different places in the rhythm of their respective lives.

Students and office workers rushed to their destinations in a hurry, either walking quickly or holding a piece of bread to chase the bus that had just left the station.

These people wake up early every day, but rarely stop to stop and watch the scenery? Breathe fresh morning air.

They are either working hard for their future or working hard for their lives? They are running around the complex transportation context of Hong Kong Island.

Those who also get up early include elderly people and some middle-aged people.

They don’t have to work hard for their livelihood? Everyone holds a copy of the latest published newspaper and reads it carefully, chatting with their confidants in the mist of the teahouse snacks.

An active old man will also go to the park or the beach to run in the morning? Watch the rising sun? Blow the breeze.

Most of the shops on the street have no doors, only breakfast shops open the doors early, and the tempting fragrance wafts out, creeping into people's noses and hooking their footsteps.

There were still some students scattered on the street, waiting for their friends to come and hold their arms and then move forward together.

Laughing, footsteps, trumpets, and the gentle sea breeze, the aroma of the freshly baked cake intertwined into the bustling morning of Hong Kong Island.

It seemed another ordinary day, but after a night of preparation in the West District Police Station, rented cars were mobilized, and all the police acted in plain clothes to prevent criminals from being alert before forming a siege.

All the police officers who participated in the operation took their cars and went to their destination in batches, gradually surrounding the entire printing factory!

The Flying Tigers, who are responsible for taking the lead, finally set off!

At the 0:00 command car, Dong Biao held a paging hand and kept issuing orders.

Two hours later, the printing factory was quietly surrounded. On the other side, inside the printing factory, on the ground floor, machines were busy. A young man with short hair with glasses was concentrating on depicting a US dollar!

Just as he was fully committed, a man suddenly ran to him and patted his shoulder!

The man was stumbled by the pen that depicted the banknotes. The man frowned and was quite dissatisfied: "Uncle Xin, what are you doing? Didn't you see that I'm working? I need a new pad. I have to hurry up and draw it!"

"Li Wen, it's no good. There are many cars outside. When we found out, we were surrounded by these cars!"

Li Wen was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly threw away the brush in his hand and shouted loudly: "Order all the subordinates to take the blame!

Team core, follow me to the secret passage!”

"Okay!" The man named Uncle Xin turned around and ran away immediately!

At this time, the police team had already built a circle of encirclements with cars, which made the entire printing factory scatter!

Everyone was ready to fight, took out their guns, and waited for the final horn of the general attack!

In the command car on the spot, Dong Biao looked solemn and held the puppet and shouted: "Lin Guoxiong, how are the team members preparing?"

The pager sizzled, and Lin Guoxiong, who was in charge of the on-site command, immediately replied: "Report to the Director, the Overlord Flower led by Hu Huizhong has already been in place and guarded the back door.

Chen Jiaju and Li Ying have led members of the serious crime team to successfully block the underground secret passage exit. Now it’s just a matter of Dong Yi, and Jian Suifan and the others lead the Flying Tigers to start head-on entry!"

"Okay, I'll order you now to inform the Flying Tigers to start the front line!

At the same time, all police officers should be informed that once the gangsters resist, they should open fire unlimitedly until the other party loses its ability to resist!"

“yesir!”

After receiving the order, Lin Guoxiong immediately took the paging and shouted: "Flying Tigers, the general attack begins now!"

For a moment, all the Flying Tigers got off the charge car, each with full arms, two in a group, one of whom was walking in front of the heavy bulletproof shield, and the other with a submachine gun in his hand followed closely.

The person holding a shield bent over and hunched his back, holding the shield tightly in his hands, and slowly walked forward. The person holding the gun outputs firepower, following behind his butt, hiding his body!

The shield holder is in a row of five people, with two rows in total, standing in a straight line, like two walls, protecting the team members following behind him!

After the formation is arranged, Jian Sir, who is behind Shield, gave an order: "Everyone should pay attention to keep the formation. Now approach the main entrance of the printing factory, be careful!"

Two walls, a queue of shields, walked towards the gate in neat steps!

Fifty meters, forty meters, twenty meters, ten meters!

Suddenly, the door of the printing factory was so tightly closed that it was open. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and several people stood upright at the gate!!

There were five people in the door, each with big arms and round waists, but the most eye-catching thing was the Gatlin they were carrying in their hands.

The so-called Gatlin is a manual multi-tube rotating machine gun. It is more appropriate to say it is a machine gun than a machine gun!
Chapter completed!