Xie Wendong's marksmanship cannot be complimented, but at such a close range, he will never miss.
The policeman's head was like a broken tomato, and there was a splash of blood.
He fell to the ground on his back, still holding a mobile phone with unfinished numbers in his hand.
No one expected that Xie Wendong would shoot a policeman without restraint in the police station, not even Sanyan and Chen Baicheng.
The policemen looked at their colleagues lying on the ground and were dumbfounded.
The middle-aged man looked even pale and his legs were weak.
He said in a trembling voice: "Thank you Wendong, you are so brave."
Xie Wendong sneered: "Mr.
Director, you are even more courageous.
You dare to arrest people from the Political Department."
"You want to rebel?"
The middle-aged man held his desk with both hands and yelled to the police officers at the end of his voice: "What are you waiting for?
Handle Xie Wendong."
"Yes, yes."
At this time, all the policemen woke up from a dream, holding guns one by one, and nervously surrounded Xie Wendong.
"I think you are the one who wants to rebel."
Xie Wendong turned a blind eye to the dozens of police officers with live ammunition around him.
He took out his mobile phone and made a call.
After the call was connected, he said succinctly: "Bring your brothers and come to me.
Anyone who stands in the way will be killed without mercy."
After saying this, he hung up the phone and looked directly at the middle-aged man with shining eyes.
The middle-aged man looked at him with hair all over his body and asked stammeringly: "Who are you calling?
This is the police station.
What do you want?"
Xie Wendong raised his head and chuckled, pointed out the window and said, "Why don't you go and see for yourself who I am calling?"
The middle-aged man swallowed, turned his head carefully, and looked downstairs through the window.
It was a good thing that he didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
I saw four large military trucks driving into the police station compound, and hundreds of heavily armed soldiers jumped out from the back of the trucks, each wearing a steel helmet and carrying an AK-style submachine rifle on their shoulders.
Two policemen guarding the gate came forward to inquire, but were knocked to the ground by the soldiers without explanation.
"Army Army" The middle-aged man's head buzzed, he slowly turned his head and sat on the chair weakly.
Not long after, there were bursts of footsteps in the corridor, and then soldiers surged up like a tide.
Many policemen in the corridor had not yet figured out what was going on.
Just as they were about to come forward to talk to them, they were knocked over with gun handles by soldiers who rushed forward.
Military orders fell like mountains.
The soldiers did not care who the other party was.
They only obeyed the orders of their superiors and were merciless.
In a moment, more than a dozen policemen were beaten in a daze until their heads were covered with blood and they fell limply to the ground.
Xie Wendong heard the chaos in the corridor and knew that the soldiers were coming.
He smiled slightly and said to the middle-aged man: "Mr.
Director, ask your men to put down their guns."
The middle-aged man did not speak, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
At this time, an officer, accompanied by two soldiers, strode closer.
The officer was not tall, but very stocky.
There were three stars on one shoulder, which was the rank of captain.
He separated everyone and came to Xie Wendong.
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He stood up straight with his legs together and respectfully gave a military salute.
His military rank is one level higher than Xie Wendong, but his status is different, and he respects Xie Wendong very much.
The middle-aged man lived in the same county as the officer, and of course he knew him.
He asked in surprise: "Captain Huang, what are you doing?"
The officer glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Director Lakshen, I'm sorry, I was acting under orders.
I offended you so much.
By the way, I would like to advise you to do as Lieutenant Xie said and ask your men to put down their guns.
Otherwise , don’t blame me for turning against others.”
The middle-aged man looked at Xie Wendong in surprise.
Although he had heard the name of the Political Department, he had too little contact with it and did not understand its functions.
Now after listening to the officer's words, he was shocked and had a bad secret.
He pointed to the corpse on the ground and said loudly: "Captain Huang, he is the person who just killed me."
The officer glanced out of the corner of his eye and said coldly: "If you don't let your men put down their guns, Director Lakshen, I'm afraid no one here, including you, will be able to leave."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth with anger.
The police and the army are both the fists of the country, but they are two independent departments.
No one can ask the other what to do.
He asked angrily: "Captain Huang, what right do you have to ask me like this?"
" The officer was speechless because he really had no such right.
He turned to look at Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong smiled and said: "If you disobey the orders of the Political Department, you will judge the country."
His words straightened the officer's back.
He stopped talking nonsense with the middle-aged man and ordered his soldiers: "Hand over all their guns.
If there is resistance, they will be punished as a national crime."
As a national crime, he could be shot on the spot.
After hearing this, the soldiers swarmed forward.
Some grabbed the guns from the policemen, and some ran directly towards them.
There are no locals among the soldiers.
They all come from all over the country.
They don’t have a good impression of the police.
On weekdays, there are many small frictions between the two sides.
Military vehicles and police vehicles compete for the road.
The military must suffer.
If soldiers conflict with the police, they will also suffer.
They must be soldiers.
The soldiers have long disliked them.
They just dared to be angry but dared not speak out, and complained in private.
Now they finally found a chance to retaliate, how can they be polite.
When handing over the gun, the soldiers who did not use the gun but the person were quite kind-hearted.
Most of the soldiers used the gun and the person at the same time.
After taking the gun away, they added three punches and two kicks.
The soldiers had been training hard all day, and they were all young and strong men.
The strength of their fists and kicks was beyond the strength of ordinary people.
In a moment, more than a dozen police officers were paralyzed to the ground, unable to move.
"Stop, stop," the middle-aged man saw his men being swarmed by soldiers, his face turned red with anger, and he roared loudly.
However, no one listened to him at all.
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The officer frowned, walked around the desk, and kicked the middle-aged man in the face.
The middle-aged man never expected that he would suddenly attack him.
He didn't react at all and was kicked hard.
His huge body collapsed to the ground, his face covered with blood.
He lay on the ground and coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood with two white teeth in it.
The officer stepped forward, raised his feet, and was about to hit him hard twice.
He paused, put his raised legs back down, and turned to look at Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong smiled slightly and nodded calmly.
The officer didn't hesitate anymore, picked up his leather shoes, attacked from left and right, and kicked him all over the head and face.
Like the ordinary soldiers below, he was often annoyed by the police chief.
When he had to work hard, the chief found him through the leaders above to help him.
Once the problem was solved, the credit was his, and if there was a problem, it was him.
If he carries it himself, on the contrary, if there are good things and sweet things, it will definitely not be his turn.
Without the support of senior military officers, he can only suffer from cowardice in the local area.
Today, I finally have the support of people from the Political Department, but I can't show mercy to the middle-aged people.
I just hate that my parents gave me less legs, so I can't play happily.
In less than half a minute, the middle-aged man's head was covered with blood, his face and forehead had several large gashes scratched by leather shoes, and his skin and flesh were turned outwards.
Seeing that it was almost done, Xie Wendong raised his hand to stop the officer.
If the fight continues, he is afraid of beating the middle-aged man to death, and he has to keep him to release Li Shuang.
At this time, the other police officers were in similar condition to the middle-aged people.
They were beaten all over and were lying on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.
Xie Wendong looked around, shook his head and smiled, strolled up to the middle-aged man on the ground, and looked down at him.
The middle-aged man's majesty just now has already disappeared into the sky, and now his head is as red and swollen as a pig's head.
Xie Wendong casually picked up the phone on his desk and threw it to the ground.
Then, he squatted down, grabbed the middle-aged man's hair, pulled his head up, and said, "Mr.
Director, I want to see my It’s now, bro.”
Half of the middle-aged man's face was swollen, and one of his eyes was closed.
He was a little confused and couldn't hear clearly what Xie Wendong said.
His speech was unclear and he said incoherently: "You guys dare to hit me, I am the director.
Do you think there is any more royal law in your eyes?
I’m going to sue you.
I’m going to the autonomous region government and the central government to sue you.”
Xie Wendong shook his head helplessly and said to the officer beside him: "Captain, it seems that the director has not figured out the situation yet.
Please help him wake up."
The officer said with a smile, "This is simple."
He shook his leg and stepped forward again.
Seeing the officer's pair of shiny black military hook leather shoes appeared in front of him again, the middle-aged man trembled with lingering fear, and his mind was much clearer.
He exclaimed: "Don't fight, don't fight Xie Wendong, what on earth do you want to do?"
Xie Wendong said leisurely: "Let him go."
The middle-aged man hesitated and asked, "What if I don't let him go?"
Xie Wendong chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said: "I'm afraid that not only will your position as director be saved, but your life may not be able to be saved.
Even if I kill you now, I don't need any reason."
Thinking of the scene where Xie Wendong shot the policeman just now, the middle-aged man shuddered, sighed in his heart, picked up the phone, and said fiercely: "Okay Xie Wendong, I will let him go now, but this matter will never be settled like this. , someone will come to you to seek justice."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Wendong waved his hand and knocked back what he said next.
He stood up and said with a smile: "Mr.
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Director, I warn you, don't test my patience again.
Within ten minutes, I will If you can't see my brother, I will kill you first."
After saying that, he slapped the gun on the desk with a snap.
Chen Baicheng has been secretly watching Xie Wendong's performance.
He hopes that Xie Wendong will change after returning from abroad.
At least he should become softer.
In this way, he will remove the shadow in his heart and seize more opportunities in the future.
However, , he was disappointed.
After that incident, Xie Wendong had not changed at all, and was even more terrifying than before.
Looking at Xie Wendong at this time, a word suddenly flashed through his mind: lawlessness: