Chapter 818 Wrong Hand Seeing Xia Wenjie's resolute attitude, Li Xintong took out his mobile phone and called the police even though he was reluctant.
As soon as she finished making the phone call and put down her mobile phone, several young people sitting in the bar stood up together and walked towards Xia Wenjie in unison.
One of them said a few words to the Uyghur teenager in Uyghur, and then he looked at Xia Wenjie, smiled without smiling, and said in stiff Chinese: "You have nothing to lose, just let him go, he is the younger brother of a friend of mine." ” The tool was caught, and the person who hid in the shadows and used the tool finally came forward, which is exactly what Xia Wenjie wanted.
He looked at the Uighur young man who spoke, he looked to be in his early twenties, short haired, tall, and looked quite handsome.
Xia Wenjie said slowly: "He stole and I have to hand him over to the police." ” "We'll educate him."
The Uyghur youth said solemnly.
Xia Wenjie shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, you are not a policeman, and I can't hand him over to you." ” The Uyghur youth was silent for a moment, nodded, and said with a smile to Xia Wenjie: "Let's go outside and talk."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Xia Wenjie's sleeve and dragged him towards the back door of the bar.
Li Xintong's heart was shocked, she could see that the other party was planning to be rude to Xia Wenjie.
She subconsciously jumped out of the chair, and just as she was about to speak, Xia Wenjie smiled and waved her hand, and said, "It's okay, since they want to go out to talk, I'll go out with them, you wait for me here for a while." ” He said so, but Li Xintong could not rest assured, followed them closely, and walked out of the back door of the bar.
Out of the back door of the bar, you will see a small alley, due to the small number of people passing by, there are no street lights, the alley is dark, and there is a musty smell.
Xia Wenjie stood still in the alley, looked at the Uyghur youth led by him with a smile, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about, you can talk about it now." ” "You are not small, you really dare to come out with us."
The Uyghur youth shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and pointed at the Uyghur boy, and said: "He is our friend, you can't hand him over to the police, anyway, you have nothing to lose, forget about this matter today, let's make friends." ” "Friend, haha" Xia Wenjie couldn't help but laugh on his back, and asked rhetorically: "Have you ever seen a cat and a mouse make friends?"
Hearing this, the faces of several Uyghur youths around changed at the same time, and several of them invariably surrounded Xia Wenjie and encircled him in the middle.
One of them said coldly: "Don't toast and don't eat, punish the wine bag to death" While speaking, he also raised his hand and pushed Xia Wenjie's shoulder hard.
It is a curse in the Uyghur language, and it has no specific meaning, just a curse.
He pushed Xia Wenjie's shoulder to his injured arm, although it didn't directly hit the wound, it still hurt.
Xia Wenjie's eyes flashed, he didn't think about it, and he slapped him back.
This slap was slapping on the young man's face, and the young man's body involuntarily staggered to the side, almost not falling to the ground, seeing Xia Wenjie's sudden move, several Uyghur youths around him stopped doing it, and they all shouted loudly and hit Xia Wenjie with their fists.
The young man standing opposite Xia Wenjie hit him with a punch straight to the door, Xia Wenjie's body was slightly sideways, let go of the opponent's fist, and without waiting for the opponent to close his fist, he shot like lightning, and the bottom-up punch was hooked on the young man's chin.
With a crisp sound, the young man leaned back and retreated three or four steps back before he could barely stabilize his figure.
This is still Xia Wenjie's mercy and did not use all his strength, otherwise, his jawbone would have been shattered by Xia Wenjie's fist.
A young man next to Xia Wenjie touched up silently, aimed at the back of Xia Wenjie's head to punch, his fist had just been raised, and before he had time to fight in a hurry, Li Xintong in the back stepped forward quickly, grabbed the young man's hair, and pulled it back, at the same time, her knees were raised high and slammed on the young man's waist.
Li Xintong is not a weak and delicate girl, she graduated from the police academy like Xia Wenjie, has received professional combat training, and now she is an auditor's education and training, and her mastery of martial arts theory is almost the same as Xia Wenjie.
Her move made the young man scream in pain, and his body softened on the spot, holding his back with both hands, and he fell to the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time.
Xia Wenjie glanced back, and saw that Li Xintong knocked down the other party, his eyes naturally showed a little appreciation, and secretly said Yes, Li Xintong, as the director of education and training of the provincial department, still has some ability.
It can be seen that Li Xintong doesn't need to be distracted to take care of himself at all, and Xia Wenjie concentrates on dealing with the remaining young people.
These Uyghur youths are not very skilled, they are just a group of gangsters who want brute force but no brute force, and they have no skills.
Seeing that so many people on his side couldn't beat him alone, the Uyghur youth led by him was anxious, he shouted, and pounced on Xia Wenjie with his teeth and claws, if he rushed up, he would withdraw faster, but he rushed up by himself, and was finally kicked out by Xia Wenjie.
He was kicked on his stomach by Xia Wenjie, retreated a few steps back, couldn't stand, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and felt that the intestines in his abdomen were like knots, and the pain was about to break.
The huge pain in his stomach aroused the violent nature of the young man, he clenched his teeth, slowly stood up from the ground, and then silently took out a switchblade from his pocket, quietly pressed the circlip, and ejected the blade, and then, he carefully walked around behind Xia Wenjie.
At this time, Xia Wenjie was dealing with several other youths, and the Uyghur youth led by him silently turned to his back, and when he was less than five steps away from Xia Wenjie, his body suddenly accelerated, and he rushed towards Xia Wenjie with a dagger in his hand, and at the same time stabbed out with a knife, viciously stabbing Xia Wenjie in the back.
Li Xintong, who was not far away, could see it clearly, her face changed suddenly, and she screamed: "Xia Ju be careful behind" The speed of the Uyghur youth sprinting was too fast, and before she finished speaking, the others had already approached Xia Wenjie.
Listening to the bad wind behind him, Xia Wenjie already felt that someone was sneaking behind him, and his body flashed outward as much as he could, and the knife stabbed by the Uyghur youth did not stab Xia Wenjie, but cut a hole in his side of the clothes.
Xia Wenjie subconsciously looked down and saw the dagger in the other party's hand.
The other party is a dead hand to himself, if he is replaced by an ordinary person today, wouldn't he die tragically under his head Xia Wenjie looked at it, the light in his eyes suddenly became more prosperous, and in the dark alley, his eyes were like two small light bulbs, as if they were about to shine.
He gritted his teeth, broke off, and took advantage of the other party's knife to close his five fingers, use the palm of his hand as a knife, and stab forward with all his strength.
With a thud, he stabbed the Uighur youth in the throat.
Xia Wenjie's knife did not show any mercy to his subordinates, but really hit the dead.
He has no prejudice against the Uyghurs, and the Uyghurs are the same as the Han people, there are good people and bad people, but he hates the arrogance of the other party, and hates the viciousness of the other party even more.
His fingertips stabbed firmly into the throat of the Uighur youth, who snorted and staggered back, he took two or three steps back, and then, the switchblade in his hand landed, he held his throat with both hands, his face turned red, his body shook a few times, and then he fell to the ground sideways.
After he fell to the ground, his hands were still tightly clutched to his throat, rolling all over the ground, but the strange thing was that although his mouth was wide open, he couldn't make a sound at all, and a large amount of blood with bubbles gushed out of his mouth.
A young man who had fallen to the ground without injury ran to his side quickly, pushed him by the body, and then reached out tremblingly to probe his snort, and his fingertips could no longer even feel the slightest temperature.
The young man screamed in fright, sat down on the ground, stared at the corpse of his companion, and froze.
With just a knife stroke, he stabbed a big living person alive and kicking him to death, this is the killing skill that Xia Wenjie learned in Lei Feng's training camp to defeat the enemy with one blow.
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Li Xintong also didn't expect Xia Wenjie to beat someone to death, she hurriedly walked to the corpse, felt his pulse, and then probed his snort, and then said to Xia Wenjie with a shocked face: "He's dead" Xia Wenjie didn't answer, watched coldly, but said silently in his heart: Like this, it's not a pity to die Ordinary theft and brawl incidents, call the police, the police can arrive within half an hour is good, now there are dead people, the police came to the scene quickly, less than ten minutes to arrive at the scene, those Uyghur youths were all taken away by the police, the same, Xia Wenjie and Li Xintong were also taken back to the public security bureau by the police.
Due to the special identities of Xia Wenjie and Li Xintong, not only the auditor, but also the audit commissioner of the audit headquarters, and the other is the director of the audit office, the police are very polite to both of them, and the fault party of this incident is not on them, Xia Wenjie beat the person to death, but Li Xintong, who was present, can prove that he was out of legitimate defense, and only killed the person by mistake in an emergency, and several other Uyghur youths also honestly confessed that it was indeed their companion who moved the knife first, And the dagger found at the scene did indeed have the fingerprints of the deceased.
There is nothing to investigate in this case at all, the evidence is obvious, they are a theft gang, they became angry after the crime was revealed, and even used a knife to kill someone, but the one who wanted to kill was killed by Xia Wenjie by mistake.
The whole process of the case is such a process, and there is nothing wrong with the police records, but only Xia Wenjie understands in his heart that he did not beat people to death by mistake, but that he did kill people at that time.
A professionally trained martial arts master like him does not have the situation of killing with the wrong hand, before making a move, what kind of force to use, what part to attack the opponent and what kind of damage will be caused to the opponent, he has already made an estimated judgment in his heart, for Xia Wenjie, killing with the wrong hand can only happen under extremely accidental and special circumstances.
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