It is not unusual to have a gun fired inside the Chongdu, because the security situation here is very worrying. In addition, the troops have just entered the city and the situation has not yet stabilized, so it is normal to have a sound from time to time.

But the police system had just been established, and Lao Mao was quite sensitive to this matter. He put down his wine glass, walked quickly to the window, and opened it.

The cold wind outside came in, and the old cat leaned over to the left side of the hotel. Before he could see anything, he heard a gunshot again.

"What's going on?" Zhu Wei asked.

"Where is next to it?" the old cat pointed to the left and asked the locals.

"A street of entertainment, a place for consumption at night." A local young man interrupted.

"It seems to be getting started," the old cat looked to the left: "I'm looking at someone at the door."

"This is uncontrollable." The local young man replied with a smile: "There is a lot of chaos there. He fires two shots at every turn and kills two. Recently, our troops have entered the city, and the heavy weight has been quiet for a while. In the past, several groups of fans sold all day long."

Lao Mao paused and replied: "There was no department in charge of this before. Now the police system is established, so we can manage it! Let's go, stop drinking, go and take a look, and just practice."

In this sentence, the internal contradictions of the First Independent Division and the infiltration of external forces completely broke out early.

...

The Donghai Hotel where Laomao and others are located is very close to the gunshot location, otherwise everyone would not have heard the gunshot clearly. So after everyone settled the account and went downstairs, they rushed to the scene with just a kick.

At the gate of Oriental Charming Entertainment City, there are at least three or four hundred people watching at this moment, because this place is originally a Red D area, with nightclubs, entertainment cities, and gambling stalls everywhere. Not only are there many guests coming to play, but there are also many people who are mixed on the ground and have dinner at night.

Lao Mao and others got out of the car in a state of alcohol, squeezed away the onlookers, and then stepped up the steps and entered the entertainment city.

The hall was in chaos. The boss led a few horsemen and stood at the entrance of the corridor, yelling: "Brother Ruan, aren't you going to close me? I beg you, stop doing it..."

The old cat walked up quickly, reached out and patted the boss on the shoulder: "Come on, let me go."

The boss turned around and saw the old cat having a look: "What are you?"

"Of the Sichuan Provincial Police Department," Zhu Wei replied in a brief speech: "Come on, get out of here."

"Of the State Administration of Police?" The boss was confused. Seeing that they were not dressed or taken out their ID, he immediately asked tentatively: "This... this is the State Administration of Police, you must have a certificate, right?"

"I want a nonsense!" A cadre who was transferred from the First Independent Division pointed to Lao Mao and said: "He is the newly appointed director of the State Administration of Police. We are all police officers who have transferred from the army to the local area. Get out of the way!"

The boss is a ground business. He is very sensitive to the establishment of the State Police Bureau of Sichuan Province. He has heard of it for a long time, so when he saw that this person was talking about it, he no longer doubted it and immediately stepped aside the corridor.

The old cat rushed in with dozens of people.

On the first floor, near the private room door on the inner side, seven or eight men were beating two young men covered in blood, and kept shouting and scolding.

"CNM, you are against us in the midst of the world. Do you don't want to live?"

"He broke his leg!"

“…!”

As the shouts came, Fu Xiaohao and the old policeman who came over from Songjiang immediately rushed over, waved his hand and shouted, "Stop hitting."

"Back back!"

“…!”

Everyone rushed to the door, forced seven or eight men to retreat into the house.

"What are you doing?" A leading man asked Fu Xiaohao with his eyebrows frowned.

"Of courses of Sichuan Provincial Police," Fu Xiaohao pointed at the other party and said, "Put down the wine bottle!"

"Of the State Administration of Police? How do you prove that you are from the State Administration of Police?" The leading man saw that they were not dressed or had no documents, and immediately asked in a muffled voice.

At this time, Lao Mao and others rushed over, and an officer who had been transferred from the army recognized the person in the house at a glance: "Fuck, Dali, why are you here?"

The man standing at the door shouting was also stunned: "Is he really his own person?!"

The demobilized officer glanced at the man named Dali, pointed at the old cat and said, "This is Director Li of our Sichuan Provincial Police Department."

"Oh, sorry, Director Li," Li said, "Li's expression became a little unnatural, and he immediately nodded and said, "I don't know it's you."

The old cat glanced at him, then looked down at the two beaten young men on the ground. Seeing that their injuries were serious, he immediately ordered: "Guozhen, you send them to the hospital, hurry up."

"Okay!" Ding Guozhen nodded.

The old cat walked into the private room, and when he entered the room, he was stunned.

Inside the room, there was a girl on the sofa on the left, dressed in disheveled clothes and her hair was lying there motionless.

The ground was covered with blood, and six or seven people fell to the ground and were beaten by others in the house. Some of them were holding guns, some were holding wine bottles, fire extinguishers and other items, and smashed them hard.

How many years has Laomao worked for police officers?

Before Qin Yu arrived in Songjiang, he was in the police system, so when he entered the house and saw it, he knew in his heart that this must have been a death.

"Stop fucking!" the old cat roared with his eyes.

This private room is very large, more than 200 square meters, and there is music playing, so the people who are still committing violence in the house don’t know if they didn’t hear the old cat’s shouts or didn’t care at all, but they ignored it and continued to beat them up.

"Kang!"

Zhu Wei took out his gun and pulled the trigger at the roof.

In an instant, the room became quiet and everyone looked at the door.

At this time, Dali also ran to the leader in the house, quickly lay in his ear and said a few words.

"You know these people?" Lao Mao turned around and asked the policeman who had just recognized Italy.

The policeman was also confused at this moment. After seeing the people in the house clearly, he also lay in Lao Mao's ear and whispered: "It's all from the army. The one wearing brown sweaters is Battalion Commander Ruan Dong from the 112th Regiment. The tall man next to him is a company commander of the Qi family, named Qi Sheng. There is also the fat man, the battalion commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 116th Regiment, named Xu Jiang."

When the old cat heard this, he was stunned.

Just as the two were talking, the man named Ruan Dong seemed to have become much more awake and immediately walked over and said, "Sorry, Director Li, I... I didn't hear you shouting."

The old cat didn't shake hands with him at all, and just ordered in a simple manner: "Call the bureau, transfer fifty people over, take away all the people in the house, and send the wounded to the hospital immediately."

When Ruan Dong heard this, he raised his right hand and was stunned.
Chapter completed!