Thanks to their fast running, the riot police arrived dozens of minutes later.
Under the arrangement of the new director, the police arrested all members of the Youth Gang in Keelung City.
Overnight, several hundred members of the Qing Gang were arrested, and even more fled.
Of course, this is not over yet.
Although this matter was suppressed by a big official, it was common for Han Fei to visit the police station in order to warn the Youth Gang.
Of course, these are all things for later.
In just a few hours, the Qinggang suffered such a heavy setback, which Zhang Bingquan could not accept no matter what.
When he got into the car, thinking of being tricked by the enemy, he became furious and even vomited blood.
Seeing Zhang Bingquan vomiting blood, the bodyguard beside him panicked: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, are you okay?"
Zhang Bingquan's mouth was bleeding, and he said weakly: "It must be Xie Wendong, Xie Wendong is back.
Only Xie Wendong can come up with so many dirty tricks.
God has no eyes, God has no eyes, just one day away, just one day away from me.
We can capture the last piece of Hongmen."
Feeling extremely desperate, the bodyguards held his hands tightly and comforted: "We are not ashamed to lose to Xie Wendong.
Brother, don't be sad.
Didn't Brother Han also lose to him twice?"
He could hear that his confidant was comforting himself, so Zhang Bingquan punched the car window heavily: "I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in.
I'm not willing to lose, I'm not willing to lose."
Because the force was too strong, the glass windows of the car were smashed by his iron fist.
At this time, a warm stream spurted out from his mouth again.
As the warm current surged, Zhang Bingquan fainted from anger.
"Quickly, send Brother Zhang to the hospital quickly."
The young cadres said hurriedly.
As the motorcade speeds along, imagine a nearby hospital.
After staying in the hospital for less than half an hour, Zhang Bingquan went out clutching his chest.
"Brother Zhang, the doctor said you had a rising heart and wanted you to be hospitalized for observation.
Why did you leave so quickly?"
a bodyguard advised.
Zhang Bingquan rolled his eyes at the bodyguard and admonished: "Keelung is no longer safe now.
Xie Wendong's people are definitely looking for us.
Therefore, we cannot stay here for too long."
"Oh, I understand.
Where should we go now, Taipei City or New Taipei City?"
said a small cadre.
Zhang Bingquan thought for a while and said slowly: "We definitely can't get out now.
The police should have blocked several roads out of the city.
Let's sleep here first, and then set off to New Taipei City in the morning.
New Taipei City, there are Aji, one of the Ten Sharp Knives, is there.
As long as we get there, we will walk directly across the blockade early tomorrow morning."
"Okay."
Everyone replied in unison.
A convoy of several cars, led by the lead car, started their engines.
Zhang Bingquan thought he had asked the police to pursue him, but in fact, there was a dark shadow that had been paying close attention to their movements in the dark.
The car stopped in front of a small hotel.
It was very late and the hotel had already closed.
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If one of Zhang Bingquan's bodyguards hadn't kept knocking on the door, the waiter inside wouldn't have heard it.
"Who is it?"
The waiter opened his confused eyes and opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a dark group of people standing at the door.
Moreover, everyone's face, body, and hands were stained with blood, and they were not good people at first glance.
"Who are you?"
The waiter perked up and woke up with a fright.
A small cadre took out his wallet from his clothes and then took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet: "We don't want to cause trouble, we just want to find a room to rest.
Just pretend that we didn't see anything today, and we won't look for it."
Your trouble.
We will leave at dawn tomorrow.
The money is yours.
If not, you will die miserably."
The waiter had never seen such a formation before.
When he heard the other party's half threatening and half intimidating words, his three souls scared away two souls.
"Yes, yes, dear fellows, come in, I won't call the police."
The waiter nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.
He didn't want to get himself killed because of this.
"Brother Zhang, let's go in."
The bodyguard let Zhang Bingquan into the "small hotel".
From the outside, the hotel looks very small and cannot accommodate so many people.
But once inside, everyone discovered that it was all an illusion.
Behind the rusty gate is another world.
The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a dozen luxury cars, lined up in a row, looking elegant and luxurious.
Spacious parking lot, beautiful green belt.
The tall trees are also hung with colorful lanterns.
As for the building inside, it is even more domineering and majestic.
Although it has only three floors, the two vases as thick as a few people at the door are enough to show how extraordinary this hotel is.
"I have lived here for so many years and I didn't know there was such a place here.
What is it used for?"
asked a young man from the Qing Gang.
After hearing this, the waiter changed his previous condescension and said a little arrogantly: "I don't think the brothers are policemen, so it's okay to tell you.
This is a noble club, and the people who live there are all celebrities, rich people, and high-ranking officials.
Rich businessman.
Here, as long as you have money, you can find everything you want.
No. 4 is a high-purity, prostitute girl with everything you need."
"What a noble club."
Zhang Bingquan snorted and expressed disdain.
The waiter didn't say much and ushered everyone into the building.
When we got inside, everyone was dumbfounded.
This hall is splendid and magnificent, with high-priced chandeliers emitting soft white light.
Even the handrails of the stairs are made of white marble.
In addition to some famous oil paintings, the walls of the stairs are also artificially covered with gold foil.
Look at the price again, it’s shockingly expensive.
A night's stay in a top-level suite costs NT$400,000.
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Four hundred thousand Singapore dollars, equivalent to about 80,000 yuan.
There are hundreds of people in Zhang Bingquan's party.
If they all stay in top-level suites, they will spend approximately one million Taiwan dollars in just one night.
The Qinggang has money, but after all, it doesn't print money.
What's more, things were in a hurry, and Zhang Bingquan didn't bring that much money.
I can't live without it, that would be too shameful.
If others knew that the Qing Gang could not afford to stay in a hotel, wouldn't it be a joke to others?
Helpless, he had no choice but to let his subordinates live in ordinary rooms.
Even so, he still spent millions of new coins.
The brothers finally settled down, and Zhang Bingquan suddenly felt mentally and physically exhausted.
His head was heavy and his limbs were sore and swollen.
It was time to take a good rest.
After taking a nice bath, Zhang fell heavily on the white, soft bed.
Regardless of whether he was covered with a quilt or not, whether he was wrapped in a bath towel or not, he just wanted to have a good sleep at this time.
It's late at night, and darkness gives people the opportunity to recharge their batteries.
Zhang Bingquan fell asleep listening to the music.
He didn't know how long it had passed before he vaguely heard some movement outside the door.
At first, it was a small sound of the door opening, and slowly, the sound of the door opening turned into the sound of bullets.
"Ah" a scream shook everyone's eardrums.
Zhang Bingquan's skills were extraordinary.
Even when his body was about to collapse due to fatigue, he still woke up suddenly.
When he woke up, the first thing he did was roll out of bed.
"Boom" Zhang Bingquan's huge body made a perfect collision with the floor.
After the collision, a small and exquisite dagger appeared in his palm.
Too fast, he was too fast.
In just the blink of an eye, his weapon miraculously appeared in his hand.
Of course, none of this is important.
The most important thing now is who the visitor is.
The person who died was a bodyguard beside Zhang Bingquan.
The bodyguard was sleeping on the couch and was supposed to keep him safe.
I don’t know if I was too tired, but I fell asleep.
What's even more coincidental is that at this time, an unknown killer suddenly broke in.
The bodyguard died miserably, but not everyone is like this.
When the bullet pierced the tranquility, Zhang Bingquan's other bodyguards grabbed the guns around them at extremely fast speeds and fired at the intruder.
Because the gunfire revealed the location of the shooter, the mysterious killer who shot and killed was also the one who took the most bullets.
In the dark, it's all about feel.
Zhang Bingquan closed his eyes and thought.
After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly widened.
His strikes were like lightning, and he struck out with a knife.
The iconic knife, Zhang Bingquan's terrifying killer weapon was used in a few tenths of a second.
Conquered by the powerful force, the dagger shot into the right eye of a killer with incredible accuracy.
The blade of the knife was completely submerged, but the handle remained outside.
The man died on the spot.
"Keep alive, I want to live."
In the darkness, Zhang Bingquan gave an order to his bodyguard.
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After receiving the order, the bodyguards stopped twitching their fingers in unison, and the continuous gunshots suddenly stopped.
The bodyguards held guns in their hands and raised their ears to observe what was going on outside.
After a long time, when there was no movement, he put down the gun and carefully turned on the lights in the room.
The top-grade crystal wall lamp on the wall lit up, and the chandelier on the ceiling also lit up.
When light replaces darkness, what may appear is killing.
Everyone turned away and focused their attention on the door.
I saw four gangsters with dyed blonde hair lying on the ground.
Three of them were dead, and one was shot in the stomach.
He was leaning against the door, sweating profusely, looking at the bodyguards and others. .
Zhang Bingquan jumped over the bed in a few steps and walked quickly to the younger brother who was not dead: "Tell me who sent you here.
I won't kill you."
"Fuck, if you want to kill, just kill, don't talk nonsense."
The golden gangster said viciously with blood beads on his face.
Zhang Bingquan didn't say much nonsense, just stretched out two fingers.
Two fingers were inserted through the gun hole, and when they came out, a section of small intestine was brought out.
He said coldly: "I will give you another chance.
If your answer does not satisfy me, you will be honored to see your intestines chopped into pieces."
Zhang Bingquan's few words frightened the gangster to death.
He endured the pain and said: "Fuck, fuck, I said, I said.
The Americans from the Golden Bull Gang sent me."
"Why did they send you here?"
Zhang Bingquan asked as if interrogating a prisoner.
As he spoke, his fingers were exerting force outward little by little, and the little gangster screamed: "I don't know anything.
I just got a call from a Yankee.
I brought a few brothers here."
While talking, one of Zhang Bingquan's bodyguards came over: "There is indeed a small gang like the Jinniu Gang in Keelung.
There are not many people, only about thirty people.
Their boss is a Chinese, but because he looks like a foreigner, he is Nicknamed "Yankee."
"That's weird.
The Jinniu Gang is just a small gang.
They have no enmity with us.
Why would he kill us?"
Another bodyguard muttered in a low voice.
After letting go of his hand, Zhang Bingquan took out a pistol from his arms: "What do you want to do?
Just go and take a look."
"Bang" blood splashed on the floor
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