"Hello, sir Zhang."

When Zhang Ziyang shot, Zhou Xingzu immediately pulled Dafei down. He heard the jingle of the bullets entering the speedboat. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, avoided all the bullets, and grabbed Dafei and successfully got ashore.

Zhang Ziyang shaved a fierce look at him, unwilling to put the pistol back into his pocket.

In this situation, he no longer has the chance to kill someone to silence him.

"Catch them all back." Zhang Ziyang roared, and the anti-black group's staff came back to their senses and rushed over to defeat Zhou Xingzu.

Zhou Xingzu did not resist, and his hands were handcuffed and stuffed them directly into the police car.

The men were very afraid of him, a fierce man. They pressed alone in a car, and there were people watching him on both sides, for fear that Zhou Xingzu would suddenly resist. However, Zhou Xingzu had no intention of resisting from beginning to end.

Because of this game, he has won.

Neither Dafei nor Zhang Ziyang had the chance to turn the tables.

"My man, please give me the cigarette." Zhou Xingzu was sitting in the car, not like a prisoner at all. The two mistresses next to him glared at him: "Who is your own person with you!"

However, someone still took out a cigarette and put it into Zhou Xingzu's mouth to help him light it.

When next week, Zhou Xingzu will take up the Central Anti-Black Group.

The guy was extremely grateful that he lit this cigarette for Zhou Sir.

Before being arrested and got into the car, Dafei stared at Zhang Ziyang viciously and whispered: "Zhang Sir, you are so cruel. Do you want to kill me to silence me?"

Zhang Ziyang pulled him in front of him, and while the guys checked the scene, he threatened: "Dafei, if you think it out, just shut your mouth."

"Isn't it normal to kill you to silence me? If you survive, you will be lucky!"

After throwing the flying general into the car, he did not yell immediately.

Because he knew that Zhang Ziyang was his last bargaining chip. No matter who he sold it to, he should be able to sell it at a good price.

Two police cars then pushed back to the police station with people. The remaining group of friends detained the forensic department and prepared to deal with the scene.

....

Central Police Station, Anti-Black Group Office Area.

As soon as Zhang Sir came back, he took the two people into the detention room.

what to do?

What should I do now?

Zhang Sir was calm on the surface, but was actually very panicked. Because he had reached this point, he had no way out. As soon as Dafei spoke, Zhang Ziyang's collection of money and release of others would be exposed.

He would go from a prestigious anti-black group sheriff to a despised black policeman. And there had been rumors in the police station before, saying that he would be promoted to inspector. For this matter, the boss of the anti-black group, 6 Qichang's senior inspector, also greeted him.

Because of the Central Anti-Black Group, it was divided into two teams.

The captains of the previous team were all in the rank of inspectors. For example, the inspector Huang Zhicheng of the first team was upgraded before taking office. Zhang Ziyang served as the captain of the second team with Sha Zhan, and in fact, it was a matter of time before he was promoted. Therefore, the people in the anti-gang team always believed that they would be promoted to inspectors sooner or later, and it might even be at the end of the month.

Otherwise, how could the guy in the team follow his command and do things?

It's too late to regret now. Zhang Ziyang picked up the car keys in the seat and hesitated for a moment. His parents were both in Hong Kong and had no money on him, which made him unable to make up his mind to run away, so he had to choose to give it a try.

He put the car key back into the drawer, took out a pen and put it in his pocket.

"When Zhou Xingxing comes over, find an opportunity to get rid of him."

"I'll let you go tonight."

"Don't worry, I'll mess him up, it's easy for you to get rid of him."

In the detention room, Zhang Ziyang put the pen in Dafei's hand and turned around and left without talking too much.

Dafei was holding a pen in his hand and looking at Zhang Ziyang's back, as if he was looking at a fool.

Is it easy to make him?

Dafei suddenly wanted to laugh, but he also understood Zhang Ziyang's idea. It was nothing more than killing Zhou Xingxing before the undercover identity was proven, and then let him take the blame.

If the $500,000 was not taken away, Dafei might be willing to give it a try.

But now Dafei would rather stay in a bitter kiln. At least Iraqi buyers would not come to Hong Kong to bomb a prison for $500,000.

"Hey, sir, I'm going to report it again."

Dafei saw a passing Sir and quickly called him.

Take out the pen from your arms and report everything to Ah Sir.

The opportunity to make contributions is delivered to you for nothing, don’t be a fool.

Zhang Ziyang pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and the guys nodded and greeted: "Zhang Sir."

The sound he ignored in the past now sounded very pleasant. He nodded with a smile and locked the door of the interrogation room.

He did not imprison Zhou Xingzu in the detention room, but deliberately interrogated him in advance, just to find an opportunity to get rid of Zhou Xingzu first.

Turn off the camera and Zhang Ziyang shouted to the two friends: "Press him down."

"Call first and then ask."

The two guys were stunned for a moment. Violent interrogation was actually in the anti-gang group, which was not uncommon, because some young and dandy guys would not speak without fighting, and even had complete sets of "rules". Many old foxes who entered the palace were very familiar with this set of rules.

But generally speaking, you will ask first and then hit, and then hit first, and there are still relatively few.

However, thinking of Zhou Xingzu's achievements on the dock, the guys also asked more questions. So they pulled Zhou Xingzu's clothes, took out two dictionaries, and put them on his chest.

Zhang Ziyang took out a hammer and walked to Zhou Xingzu.

Zhou Xingzu kicked his legs, pulled the person and the chair back for a distance, and said to the two men: "Don't hit me if you are your own."

"Who is black and who is white, wait and see who will know."

"Hold him." Zhang Ziyang asked his friend to pull Zhou Xingzu, and Zhou Xingzu hurriedly warned: "Don't force me to do it. If I start to do it, I will be afraid."

Zhang Ziyang didn't say anything anymore, and waved his fist and was about to smash it down.

Zhou Xingzu leaned back and his hands were lucky and pulled the handcuffs off with a slight pull. The guy who pressed him on both sides did not stand firmly and almost fell to the ground.

He picked up the chair and slammed it on Zhang Ziyang's head with a bang.

He kicked Zhang Ziyang to the ground and looked at Zhang Ziyang who was lying on the ground humming. Zhou Xingzu smiled, picked up the dictionary and hammer on the ground, placed the dictionary on Zhang Ziyang's chest, and waved the hammer and smashed it hard.

Fortunately, he did not use internal strength, otherwise he would have smashed Zhang Ziyang and vomited blood in one blow.

But after a few hits, the door of the detention room was pushed open.

The boss brought Cao Dahua and 6 Qichang in and shouted, "You are my own, Zhou Xingxing is my own, so stop beating."

Before he finished speaking, the boss suddenly stopped talking.

Because the scene of Zhou Xingxing being violently interrogated did not happen, but Zhang Ziyang lay on the ground and screamed.

"Yeah, OK."

"Zhou Xingxing, I did a pretty job this time."

The old man came specifically for Zhou Xingxing, so he would not care about Zhang Ziyang's life or death. He patted his shoulder and signaled Zhou Xingzu to leave with him.

After the boss and Zhou Xingzu left, 6 Qichang looked at Zhang Ziyang with a blank expression and waved to the two friends: "Just just been exposed by the prisoner, Sheriff Zhang Ziyang is suspected of committing a duty crime. She first pressed to the detention room and waited for the people from the investigation department to recruit people."

Zhang Ziyang saw the pen in Qichang's hand, his eyes were dark, like a dead person.

However, when Dafei saw Zhang Ziyang being arrested and locked up with him, he seemed very excited and laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!