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361 Exit the gun

"Catch them all up" the black-faced police officer pointed at Zhuo Ziqiang and his four bodyguards. Update

A total of more than a dozen policemen rushed up and surrounded Zhuo Ziqiang and the others.

Some of these policemen took out handcuffs, some went to grab a few bodyguards' arms, while the black-faced police officer looked at Zhuo Ziqiang with a cold face to see how he was still arrogant.

Several bodyguards stood in front of Zhuo Ziqiang and remained motionless without orders.

These policemen were immediately in an embarrassing situation when facing several bodyguards with extremely strong strength. Even if they had two or three people to deal with one person, they still had no choice but to use these bodyguards.

They stood still and did not resist, but these policemen just locked them up. It turned out that those grasping techniques were not even effective when they were used on these people. No wonder they said that one force would reduce ten times, and they were very fully performed here.

The black-faced policeman finally realized that something was wrong. He handled countless cases and had never encountered such a difficult person. These bodyguards are too powerful.

"Go away from it." The black-faced policeman was so angry that he yelled at his subordinates with a pistol.

When the dozen or so policemen saw that they took out their guns, they all took aside.

"You are so capable that you want to attack the police here. Believe it or not, I will break you up." The black-faced policeman said and raised his gun and pointed it at Zhuo Ziqiang and the others.

At this time, something shocking happened.

The four bodyguards all used guns from their backs at lightning speed almost at the same time, pointing at the head of the black-faced policeman.

The black-faced policeman's head was blank in an instant. Although he often pointed a gun at the suspect, it was the first time that someone pointed a gun at the head.

The gun in his hand was just taken out to scare the other party. The bullet was not loaded and the security was not opened, but the opponent's guns could fire at any time.

He could see clearly just now that although these bodyguards were very fast, only one or two seconds, the skillful methods of pulling out guns and loading were all in his eyes.

Not only him, but even the policemen under him were stunned. No matter how rich their imagination was, they would not have thought that someone would dare to draw guns in the police station. Do they really want to die?

Is this a group of outlaws? But they didn't look at their behavior just now.

Three or four of the dozen policemen also had guns on their bodies, so they naturally hurriedly took out the guns and pointed at Zhuo Ziqiang and others.

"I'm most annoying to others pointing guns at me. I think you are the same, right?" Zhuo Ziqiang walked forward two steps and cleverly walked to a suitable position.

In this position, his bodyguards just blocked the policemen holding guns. Even if there was a gunfight, he would not be shot immediately.

He roughly estimated that even if the fight really started, it would be amazing that at most one person on his side would be injured.

At this time, several bodyguards found the right target at the guns, and each of them stared at the index finger that the other party was holding on the trigger. As long as the other party had a slight change, the gun in the bodyguard's hand would definitely be faster than the other party.

The black-faced policeman was shot in his head for the first time and finally realized the feeling of getting close to death. In just a few seconds, fine beads of sweat were soaked on his forehead.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?" He was so calm that he wanted to use his usual methods to break through the psychological defenses of these people.

Unfortunately, these bodyguards' eyes have not even changed, and they are so calm that they are scary.

"The consequences?" Zhuo Ziqiang said slowly: "You can arrest us for being brave. Isn't the consequences bad enough?"

The black-faced police officer kept regretting why he didn't search their bodies just now, and actually let them enter the police station with guns. He was so careless.

But such a confrontation is not a good thing now. Who knows whether the other party's gun will suddenly fire? The guns of these criminals are not as good as those in the hands of policemen. They are of poor quality and do not know how to maintain them. It is common for them to fire.

If it really goes off, his head will definitely not be able to be kept.

"Put down the gun, so that you can relieve some of the crimes." The black-faced policeman felt that the gun in his hand had become a hot fire stick. Since he had no loading and no insurance was opened, it was impossible to shoot. At this time, he would never dare to move it again, otherwise his head would probably be opened because of this.

Zhuo Ziqiang smiled and said, "So why did my brothers act bravely and become intentional injury? Why did we do nothing but hinder the law enforcement? Tell me what's going on?"

"You put down the gun first. In fact, until now, your affairs are still easy. Don't get deeper and deeper." The black-faced policeman sweated more and more, but he didn't even dare to wipe the sweat.

Zhuo Ziqiang would not believe him. If he really ordered the bodyguards to put the gun down, the police might have fired immediately.

Ye Chuchu and Christie were sitting on the chair beside him, looking coldly at the situation in front of him to see how they ended up.

At this time, a policeman hurriedly ran in from outside. When he saw the situation in the room, he was shocked and thought that a terrorist had sneaked into the police station.

But when he looked at it again, he felt that it was not very similar. He was used to momoting his waist, but he did not carry a gun.

It is also necessary for a policeman to carry a gun. Only at the level can he carry a gun all the time. Usually, he can only get a gun out of a special situation.

"Captain Cao wants me to call someone over?" The policeman who ran in hid his body outside in order to prevent being pointed at by guns in the room.

"Don't first" the black-faced police officer quickly stopped him.

The more people there are, the greater the chance of winning, but his own danger becomes greater. When these outlaws face more guns, who knows whether they will lose control?

The other party had four guns in total, but two of them pointed at his head, but the gun in his hand did not even open the insurance. When the fire broke out, he might be the first to be hit by the head.

At this time, he regretted it again. He had known what to show off if he had been drawing a gun

"Captain Cao, the director called you and asked you to answer." The police outside remembered the purpose of running over.

"Look, can I answer the phone like this? Please ask him what's wrong first," said the black-faced police officer with some annoyance.

There was a burst of rapid footsteps outside, and the policeman left.

Zhuo Ziqiang did not ask the bodyguard to stop the police from leaving. Anyway, even if there were a few more police officers, the situation would not be much of a change.

These bodyguards are not ordinary people. They can still deal with the number of policemen with guns. As long as he pays attention to not being hit.

He is a little far away from the opponent's gun. Even if he really fights, the opponent will generally not aim at the head and shoot in order to improve his hit rate.

The protective suit he was wearing was almost immune to pistols and bullets, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

After a while, a sound of footsteps came from outside.

The black-faced policeman frowned. As expected, he brought more policemen over, and the situation was even more dangerous.

"Captain Cao, the director said that a man named Zhuo Ziqiang came into the bureau tonight. He asked you not to have conflicts with him." A group of policemen rushed in again, but because the original police were blocking the door, it was not easy for them to come in.

"Zhuo Ziqiang?" The black-faced police officer was stunned for a moment. The director called in person to say that this matter would definitely not be a trivial matter.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he looked at the young man behind several bodyguards.

Could it be that he is Zhuo Ziqiang?

"Is your name Zhuo Ziqiang?" The black-faced police officer looked at Zhuo Ziqiang and asked.

Zhuo Ziqiang nodded slightly and said, "I am Zhuo Ziqiang."

It seems that this must be Tang Jinguang's credit.

The black-faced police officer breathed a sigh of relief. Since that was the case, everything was easy to do.

Zhuo Ziqiang, who was personally inquired by the director, would naturally not be a vicious criminal, so the tense situation in front of him could be solved.

"Everyone put down the gun, this is a misunderstanding." After the black-faced police officer said, he first put down the gun. His gun had no effect at all, and he also had a làng-fee expression when holding it.

Seeing several policemen still holding guns nervously, the black-faced police officer strengthened his tone: "You put down the guns too."

After several policemen put down their guns, Zhuo Ziqiang's bodyguards also put away their guns.

Although I don’t know how the director knew Zhuo Ziqiang and how he knew that he had come to the bureau, the black-faced police officer obviously smelled the abnormality.

This Zhuo Ziqiang is definitely not an ordinary person

"Haha..." The black-faced police officer secretly wiped the sweat beads on his face, laughed dryly, and then said: "Zhuo Ziqiang? This may be a misunderstanding tonight. I am also following the regulations, please don't mind."

Since the director had called, he regarded this person named Zhuo Ziqiang as his own.

Even if he has resentment, at least he has to show a little enthusiasm on his face.

The person who can ask the director himself to ask about it at night is definitely not something he can afford to offend.

Zhuo Ziqiang did not express too much dissatisfaction. There were too many such things in the Kingdom of Daxia, and everything could be said to be favored. He had long been used to it.

However, if he is not angry, it does not mean that he will stop. He must also take care of the foreign man's affairs.

Because of a garbage foreigner who was so wronged here, he would not just laugh it off.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhuo Ziqiang ignored the black-faced police officer's hand stretched out and walked to a chair next to him to sit down.

The black-faced police officer suppressed the depression in his heart and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuo, sit for a while, we will bring your friend here immediately, and you can go back then."

Zhuo Ziqiang nodded: "Then I'll trouble Officer Cao."
Chapter completed!