Mr. Hong, who had been fighting in the martial arts world for nearly ten years, had his eyes trembled slightly. This could not be said to be a fight, but a unilateral massacre. Fortunately, it was his own enemy who was massacred. The fifth brother and the old eight were swallowing saliva in their mouths. Tension and excitement flashed, and they didn't know when their fists were clenched tightly!

Two big men jumped up from Wu Meng. As close friends, their skills were naturally stronger than other gangsters. When they stepped out, they had already lit a cone-shaped iron pipe. The sharp cone-tip tip was two inches. It would be absolutely silenced if they stabbed into a person's body. Yuan Siyu sneered disdainfully and picked up the ordinary iron pipe and kicked it with his left foot!

The ordinary iron pipe stabbed into the man on the left with lightning, causing him to stop his offensive instantly. Then Yuan Siyu turned around gorgeously, and the machete stabbed into the gangster on the right at a forty-five degrees. The blood of the two men flowed out at almost the same degree, rich and bright and warm!

Wu Meng pressed the last iron bullet, and just raised his head but all the brothers around him fell down. His face couldn't help but raise his shock to the point of trembling. More than a hundred elite brothers were killed by the perverted three people in front of him. His hand holding the shotgun kept shaking, unable to attack like he had just now!

Yuan Siyu pulled out the machete from the gangster and continued to walk slowly towards Wu Meng. Although two meters apart, Wu Meng felt that he was a locked sheep. He was really surprised. Even if he had the determination to keep his face unchanged, he would inevitably show his timidity!

Damn, I have a gun, I'm afraid that Wu Meng would comfort himself with the reason he didn't even believe it, but the hand holding the gun never raised. He couldn't tell whether it was his gun fast or Yuan Siyu's bloody machete domineering, so he was waiting for the opportunity to take action!

The blood from the machete slowly gathered, condensed on the blade, and then dripped on the ground full of redness and merged!

The madman and Xiaolong have already put their swords away and stood behind!

There were crowds of people and harsh sirens in the distance!

Mr. Hong's face changed slightly, and he said to Yuan Siyu: "Brother Yu, go quickly, the note is here!"

Yuan Siyu waved his hand gently and said that they would let them leave first. The madman and Xiaolong immediately retreated. Master Hong had no choice but to withdraw from the alley and asked the fifth brother to call a taxi to pick him up. The anti-black team was prepared. Naturally, there were fully armed police behind the alley. Unfortunately, they met the madman and Xiaolong!

When they brought down more than a dozen people's protectors who came forward to search for their bodies, several of Hongtang's cars also drove wildly. Master Hong himself wiped blood from the ground and applied it to his face, pushed away the fifth brother and the eighth brother who were blocking him, and drove back to the alley to pick up Yuan Siyu!

At this time, Yuan Siyu filled his strength with the machete and slashed at Wu Meng with lightning. Wu Meng, who was always shocked and vigilant, also raised the shotgun and wanted to bombard it, but in the end he was slow to be afraid. The shining machete hit the shotgun mouth, and divided the barrel and gun body from top to bottom, and the iron marbles rolled to the ground with a "slap"!

The impact generated by the machete made Wu Menghu's mouth shake. He hurriedly let go of his hand holding the gun, and intended to use gloves made of fine iron to block the machete that was still powerful. The "ding" sound sounded, and the "ah" sound followed. Wu Meng's iron gloves and his palms were split, and the pain screams like a pig slaughter echoed around the restaurant!

When the policemen who cleaned the carpets saw the hell on earth everywhere, their faces became extremely ugly. Some female policemen who always wanted to prove that they were better than men could no longer control their emotions. They turned around and walked to a slightly clean place to vomit. Everyone forgot that there were two living people not far away!

Zhang Liangjun and the others rushed up from behind, with a pale face, especially Zhang Liangjun, who thought he was in control of the overall situation, could not believe that more than a hundred people died after fighting. It seemed that Master Hong was not among them. After carefully identifying it, he was surprised that the more than a hundred people died.

How did things turn out like this? A few minutes ago, many people were alive, and they died in half a cigarette? How did he explain to his superiors? Zhang Liangjun pulled his collar in pain and breathable, staring at the two people who were still alive on the field with resentment, and two people who knew the truth!

In order to reduce the trouble of explaining to superiors and to take it out of context when writing the report with confidence, Zhang Liangjun not only asked **qing to turn off the surveillance video in the last ten minutes, but also asked Ma Fei and the others to stop surveillance with their naked eyes, so he did not see the scene of Yuan Siyu and the others massacre at all!

Zhang Liangjun recognized that the person who was howling on the field was Wu Meng, the king of the Samsung Gang, and couldn't help but roar: "Wu Meng, what's going on?"

Wu Meng couldn't bear the pain and knelt directly on the ground. After a long time, he replied to Zhang Liangjun: "It's all of them, he killed them!"

All the police's eyes were focused on Yuan Siyu, and their faces showed a look of disbelief. How could a young man in his twenties massacre gangsters kill more than a hundred gangsters of the Three Star Gang? But within a radius of more than ten meters, only Yuan Siyu and Wu Meng were alive. The tragic scene of blood flowing into a river instantly conflicted with the judgment of conventional thinking!

Zhang Liangjun didn't believe that Yuan Siyu had killed so many people, and then he thought of an important question: "Where is Wu Meng, where is Mr. Hong?"

Wu Meng shook his head. He could not even save his life. How could he pay attention to Mr. Hong’s movements?

Yuan Siyu sighed softly and was raising his way forward to kill Wu Meng, but Zhang Liangjun shouted: "Little brother, do you know where Mr. Hong is?"

From beginning to end, Zhang Liangjun did not believe that Yuan Siyu had massacred more than a hundred three-star gang gang gang gangs. He always felt that Wu Meng's words contained moisture. Mr. Hong might even be killed by them and hid his body, so as not to leak the news too early and cause Hong Tang to retaliate. However, he was extremely eager to find Mr. Hong's body and cause a melee between the two gangs!

Although melee can cause short-term pain, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!

Yuan Siyu heard Zhang Liangjun’s question and chuckled faintly and replied: “I know, but I won’t tell you!”

Zhang Liangjun's face became ugly. As the leader of the anti-black group, it was embarrassing that he was rejected by a young boy. He never thought he was a good policeman, but he thought he was the most useful policeman. He never ignored the rights granted by law when dealing with prisoners. It was the king to achieve his goal. Thinking of this, there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth!

Yuan Siyu is a person with strong observation skills. From Xiao Qingbing's expression, he knew that this guy was not a good person and must have implicitly killed him. However, after countless life and death moments, even commanding the devil army to fight against the garrison and succeeded, all his cleverness could not be put on the table, and he could only play with fire and burn himself!

Except for leaving more than a dozen police officers bandage and surveillance for Wu Meng, the other police officers cleaned up the bodies on the ground. Zhang Liangjun led ** Qing and Ma Fei slowly forward and approached Yuan Siyu intimately. The smile on his face seemed to be true and lowered his voice: "Little brother, let's say a few whispers!"

Yuan Siyu smiled unanimously and nodded indifferently!

After walking two steps away, Zhang Liangjun poked his head with a bright smile and said slowly: "Little brother, where is Mr. Hong?"

While speaking, Zhang Liangjun stuffed his police gun into Yuan Siyu's right hand with lightning, and took out a short gun from behind and pointed it at Yuan Siyu. He smiled meaningfully: "Little brother, where is Mr. Hong? If you don't cooperate well, I can sue you for robbing the gun and attacking the police, and you can shoot you immediately!"

Yuan Siyu held the police gun stuffed into his hand and smiled bitterly. He thought that the Hong Kong police would be of higher rank and still played these tricks. Maybe he could be successful in dealing with others, but when he met himself, it was Zhang Liangjun's unlucky. He touched his nose and said, "Police Officer, are you accusing me?"

Zhang Liangjun laughed instead of anger and nodded honestly: "Yes, I just framed you, but when I went to court, does the judge believe you or me? Where is Mr. Hong?"

Yuan Siyu did not answer his question, turned his head and glanced at **Qing and Ma Fei, and said, "Police Officer, there seem to be two more policemen here, they can testify that you have falsely accused me."

**Qing and Ma Fei looked at Zhang Liangjun a few times, perhaps already familiar with his personality, so they turned their heads awkwardly and hinted to Yuan Siyu with their actions that they were always standing in Zhang Liangjun's camp!

Zhang Liangjun smiled again, but his eyes shot out majestic and said, "Where is Mr. Hong for the last time?"

Yuan Siyu sighed softly and leaned towards Zhang Liangjun: "Okay, I'll tell you!"

When the two heads were about to meet, Yuan Siyu suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed his throat. The huge force made Zhang Liangjun feel suffocated and also made him lose all his strength. The fighting and actual combat learned by the police academy could not be carried out. What surprised him was that the police gun on Yuan Siyu's right hand was aimed at his thigh!

‘Bang bang bang!’ Three gunshots in a row, and Zhang Liangjun’s thighs also shook three times in a row!

**Qing, Ma Fei and the policemen who were cleaning around all stopped all of their movements in amazement. Even Wu Meng raised his fearful face. Seeing Yuan Siyu's expression of looking down at all, his almost powerful and perverted skills, and his courageous means, he suddenly had the idea of ​​surviving the disaster!

Yuan Siyu looked down at Zhang Liangjun, who was full of unwillingness but unable to resist, and his disdainful words dissatisfied with his smile: "Police Officer, you actually want to accuse me of stealing guns and attacking police. I don't think I can't let you down, so I'll give you my best wishes. Next time I remember, when you frame others, there must be no bullets in the gun!"

The lawless police had extremely angry thoughts and dared to shoot the anti-black team leader in public. It was so rampant. Ma Fei reacted and jumped up in front of Yuan Siyu with agility. A police pistol flashed out of his hand, yelling: "Don't move, just shoot again, and immediately release Officer Zhang!"

Facing the muzzle of the police pistol, Yuan Siyu sneered indifferently, and swung his right fist at Zhang Liangjun's resistance right hand. At this moment, Ma Fei, who was holding the gun, really pulled the trigger, but the muzzle moved at Yuan Siyu's arm full of strength. After all, Officer Zhang's life was not in danger. When he thought he had succeeded, his wrist was locked!

He was completely stunned. He didn't see when Yuan Siyu made a move!

Zhang Liangjun and others were also stunned and began to believe in their hearts that Yuan Siyu was the killer!
Chapter completed!