At the same time, Inoue Takaaki also pulled out the pistol from his waist. It was a Sig Sauer P230, which was much better than the M37 revolver used by ordinary patrolmen.

Seeing the dark muzzles of their guns, the thugs immediately stopped.

Inoue Takaaki seemed to be used to such big scenes. He was not afraid when faced with the eager eyes of hundreds of gangsters. Instead, he took the initiative to step forward, put the muzzle of his gun against the forehead of one of the strong gangsters, and kept using words.

Provocation is like saying, "Whoever dares to move will die."

The short boss turned pale with fright. He took his subordinates and stepped aside, not daring to say another word.

The identity of Inoue Mingming as a police officer has been exposed. If he helps speak at this time, maybe they will be eaten alive by the gangsters in the square!

Just when the two sides were at war with each other.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the memorial hall.

Many thugs voluntarily stepped aside, and only a dozen men and women in suits were slowly walking over.

The leader among them, the one who just scolded him, is a middle-aged uncle in his forties or fifties. He looks a bit like "Ya Sen" in the flight difficulty level. Even though he is old and wearing a suit, he can't hide his huge size.

Muscles, long gray-white hair, a small bun, and silver beard scattered around the temples, swaying gently in the wind, like a male lion.

But what really made Gu Ji's pupils shrink suddenly.

He is a slightly fat man standing next to a boss who is as thin and black as a monkey, with triangular eyes. His eyes are half hunched, his mouth is full of stubble, and his black and blue hair is a bit sloppy. Although he is unkempt, he is full of ruthlessness.

.

It turned out to be Wang Xueming!

Not only him, but he was also accompanied by two men and one woman, namely the undercover Chaojun, the crazy woman Pan Xinli, and Bai Mingliang, the young boss of the Jinyuan Group in northern Myanmar.

Unexpectedly, the first meeting between the two of them would be in such a tense scene.

indeed.

Today is the funeral of the sixth generation of the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session. Wang Xueming and Bai Mingliang represent the Bai family in northern Myanmar and will not fail to pay their respects in person.

After several months, the North Korean army has not changed much.

Wang Xueming's demeanor became more and more like that of a big brother, while Pan Xinli still had dirty orange hair. I wonder if it was because of the seriousness of today's occasion, or because her nerves under the influence of hallucinogens had improved, and she didn't laugh crazily.

I don’t know whether Gu Ji hid it too well, or whether the gun in Inoue Gaoming’s hand was more attractive.

Wang Xueming only glanced at him and focused all his attention on the police.

The white-haired boss was extremely prestigious. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone did not dare to speak anymore and lowered their heads.

After asking a few questions about the situation.

A slightly bald middle-aged man next to him smiled, stood up and said a few words, and the white-haired boss told the thugs to retreat.

Lang Shaobo breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, great, the counselor of the Tama Prefecture Police Station is here, we are saved."

In the Japanese police official hierarchy, the status of the counselor is second only to the chief, and is regarded as the second-in-command of the police station.

really.

Inoue Takaaki also put down his pistol, walked up to the bald counselor, saluted and reported.

The counselor was accompanied by four or five police officers, who scolded him a few words and blamed them for acting without permission from the Criminal Investigation Section of the Metropolitan Police Department, and then went back to talk to the white-haired boss.

Gao Bo looked at the stick in his hand and couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, this thing really doesn't have a gun, so it can't scare those gangsters."

"Fortunately, no conflict broke out. Otherwise, if so many people rushed up together, let alone taking action, they would have drowned us just by spitting!"

Wu Kang was a little scared and felt that it was too risky to attend a gangster's funeral. At least sufficient police force should be prepared to deal with it.

Gu Ji put away his swinging stick and coldly observed the scattered gangsters. Although he was restricted by the white-haired boss's order and could not take action, it could be seen from their stern eyes that the danger for these people was still not really resolved.

"Team Leader Xu, what are the backgrounds of the gang bosses you just spoke to, and why do senior officials from the Tama District Police Department hang out with them?"
Chapter completed!