The moment the door was kicked open, Fang Buwei raised his gun and pointed it at the door. After seeing the person's appearance clearly, Fang Buwei took the gun back.

It is Zhao Shirui's subordinate.

"Squat down!" Fang Buwei stopped shouting.

As soon as the door opened, Fang Buwei heard the screams coming from downstairs and even the sound of music.

It seems that the people downstairs have fired more than just the upstairs.

Several subordinates squatted down suddenly and walked into the room close to the corner of the wall.

"What's going on?" Zhao Shirui asked gritted his teeth.

"I don't know yet!" replied the subordinate.

"Where is Zhao Jinshan?" Zhao Shirui roared again.

"I saw him going downstairs from the front, so I should be going to greet the guests." The subordinate replied.

"Close the door!" Fang Buwei explained to the subordinates at the end, and then said to Zhao Shirui, "Don't be anxious first, wait until the situation is clear!"

"Can it be for you and me?" Zhao Shirui asked with a calm face.

"It's hard to say for the time being!" Fang Buwei pondered.

The gunman's first shot hit the room, and then fired a lot of shots into the window. If he said it was a coincidence, it would be a coincidence.

But if they really came to him and Zhao Shirui, these people shouldn't stand at the bottom of the building and shoot up, at least they had to mingle upstairs.

After coming in, Fang Buwei observed that the room had been specially treated and the doors and windows were covered with quilts, which should be for sound insulation.

So even if you stand at the same height, people outside will not be able to see the situation in the room, let alone downstairs.

The gunshot stopped suddenly, and Fang Buwei listened. In addition to the continuous screams, there was also a shout of "removal".

It seems that the person who raided was about to withdraw.

"Dang thang thang thang..." A sound came from the corridor. According to the footsteps, Fang Buwei judged that it was Zhao Jinshan.

"Zhao Jinshan is here!" Fang Buwei reminded him.

The situation is unclear now, and Fang Buwei cannot guarantee who the enemy is.

He reminded Zhao Shirui's men not to shoot randomly, and the other was to remind him not to put Zhao Jinshan in rashly.

But when Zhao Jinshan arrived at the door, he actually hid to one side.

"Two officers?" Zhao Jinshan shouted.

This Zhao Jinshan is OK!

Fang Buwei was shocked.

Zhao Jinshan was obviously afraid that the people in the room would make a mistake in their judgment, so he fired a rashly, so he hid aside first and showed his identity.

Ordinary people have long rushed up and knocked on the door.

Fang Buwei was about to speak out and ask what was going on outside, but when he turned his head, he found that Zhao Shirui and several of his men were looking at him in horror.

"How do you know it's Zhao Jinshan?" Zhao Shirui asked in surprise.

When Fang Buwei prompted, he couldn't hear anything except the screams coming from the street.

"Shangfeng's ears!" Fang Buwei pointed to his ears and shouted to the door, "What's going on next?"

"It should be an enemy!" Zhao Jinshan replied.

Fang Buwei's face suddenly turned dark and he even cursed in his heart.

How big an enemy did Zhao Jinshan mess with?

Apart from the official figures with special identities like himself and Zhao Shirui, who dared to shoot in the streets of Nanjing City, and even fired like firecrackers. I really couldn't find a few.

"How did you know?" Zhao Shirui asked.

Hearing Zhao Shirui's voice, Zhao Jinshan was obviously relieved.

"There are not many people who died below, most of them fired guns at the third floor or in the empty space... They may think there is no one on the third floor!" Zhao Jinshan replied.

Zhao Jinshan means that the person who shot may know that if he killed someone, it would be a lot of trouble, so he fired a shot in the air.

Zhao Jinshan guessed that these people should be here to make trouble.

Zhao Jinshan said it lightly, but Fang Buwei became suspicious.

The first gunshot, the first bullet, shot this room.

Another thing is, why don’t you hit the second floor but you hit the third floor?

"You go and deal with it first!" Fang Buwei shouted again.

Zhao Jinshan's tone was stable and his tone was normal, and he had no intention of panic. He probably did not lie.

"You call downstairs and notify the investigation department, security department, and the police station of the third district, and send someone over quickly..." Zhao Shirui said to a subordinate with a dark face.

The subordinates took the order and left.

After listening to the movement, Fang Buwei stood up again, half-squatted, and walked along the wall to the side of the window.

"No?" Zhao Shirui exclaimed in a low voice.

"It's okay, the person should have left!" Fang Buwei replied, turned sideways and lifted a corner of the quilt that was still hanging on the window.

There was no one at the door of the nightclub, and the person who shot should have left.

But the guests inside did not dare to rush out from the main entrance. They probably ran away from the back door, and the screams below became much weaker.

Fang Buwei looked around again. There should be a restaurant opposite, which was also three floors high. It was closed at this time and the lights were all black.

If the gunman really came to him or Zhao Shirui, he would definitely ambush the other side.

"After firing so many shots, but not killing a few people, what are the intentions of these people?" Zhao Shirui asked in a suspicion, "Intimidation, threatening?"

"Not necessarily!" Fang Buwei replied.

It seems that these people know the right position.

Even though it is a chaotic world now, Nanjing is the capital after all. If there are many people who die or if they are beaten to death, the National Government will surely check it clearly.

Those who can go to nightclubs are not rich or noble, but also foreigners.

Fang Buwei inferred that this group of people not only has a foundation, but also has an organization. If they are traversing, they will not be so careful.

Not long after, I heard the noise coming from below, Fang Buwei lifted the quilt and saw a large number of policemen entering the street.

"Your people are here, let's go down!"

Fang Buwei said, "I put down the quilt."

"Okay!" Zhao Shirui nodded.

"This!" Zhao Shirui pointed to the box on the ground again.

"Take this out first, let's talk about it after all!" Fang Buwei replied.

If there is any emergency, I would be looking for death if I hold a box weighing 70 or 80 pounds by myself.

Fang Buwei walked in the front, and Zhao Shirui and a few subordinates followed behind.

After going down the first floor and following the aisle, Fang Buwei saw the hall in a mess. It should be caused by the guests' rush to escape.

There were a few people lying on the ground near the door, all of them were covered in blood. Judging from their dress, there were only two of them being guests, and the others were all servants who welcomed the guests.

Fang Buwei heard the sound of Zhao Jinshan and Wu Xiong talking again.

Zhao Shirui shouted, and Zhao Jinshan rushed over quickly, with a policeman following behind him.

"Sir, everyone is gone!" Seeing that Zhao Shirui's face was not good, Zhao Jinshan lowered his head guiltily.

On his territory, Zhao Jinshan should have been a little worried.
Chapter completed!