C10 (1/2)

The night was as dark as paint. The village's elderly and children had already gone back to sleep early. Smelling the fragrant smell coming from the fields, their entire bodies would be different.

A dog started barking, followed by several other dogs. At that moment, dogs started barking, and the elders were cursing and complaining about the dog. The two brothers of the Deng Family turned out the lights, since they were used to sleeping so early.

In the morning, when the sun was shining and the morning air was fresh, Deng Fei sat up to give his younger brother breakfast. A rapid siren broke the harmony of the morning.

People had a respectful attitude towards the police. No matter what the reason was, they would always be very curious about the police. Once they heard the sirens, they would subconsciously think, ”Where did this problem come from?”

Deng Fei listened to the siren getting closer and closer, thinking, ”Where are we going?”

The police car drove into the village and stopped. There were about seven or eight police cars and dozens of armed men with guns. They drove towards a small house in an orderly manner. Two helicopters were still flying overhead.

”Brother, what's the situation?” Why are there so many policemen here, and they're even carrying guns! The helicopters were coming! Is this a movie? ” Deng Xiang looked at the big scene in the distance. He wasn't sure if it was out of excitement or fear.

”I don't know. Who cares about him. You better not come and join in on the fun. After breakfast, go to school.”

”I know!” ”Got it!” As he said this, Deng Xiang's line of sight never left his neck to see what was going on.

The special police moved quickly and soon surrounded the house in an orderly manner, like a group of iron machines. The scene made the surrounding villagers feel a little depressed, and even the dogs didn't dare to bark.

”Listen up, you're surrounded! Release the hostages and surrender!” A police officer with a megaphone shouted a classic line.

There was still no sound in the bungalow, only a few meters away. The special police soldiers could see the godly figure on the door clearly, but they didn't dare to move recklessly. Just at this moment, the police officer thought about saying a few more words, then raised his horn and opened his mouth.

”Pah!”

The sound of gunfire rang out and the villagers scattered in all directions. The special police officers frantically walked into the bungalow. Under the protection of their teammates, one of the team members opened the door. An old man knelt beside a corpse. There was neither joy nor sadness on his face, and there were even traces of undried tears.

The curtain in the room was pulled open and the lights were turned on. The originally dark living room was lit up, the old man gently caressed the corpse, it was a man in his thirties or forties, wearing a white undershirt, with a well-built build, a height of 1.8 meters, a simple face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, a hole on his head, blood flowing all over.

The old man was helped to his feet by the special forces. He did not struggle, did not cry, and he was very calm. He even said thank you. She was helped out. The legs of her pants were covered in blood, and the dripping sound of her feet was on the floor, but she didn't care.

A cordon of security was set up outside the bungalow. A few special police officers stood up to guard the area while a few white coats carried boxes into the bungalow. Seeing that the situation seemed to be over, the villagers surrounded him again, completely forgetting about the way they fled in all directions after hearing the gunshots.

”Is that Zhang Aiping's home? How could he be in trouble? Look at these cops, we don't have any police in town, we have helicopters. ”

”Isn't it? Your son has been working outside for years and he hasn't been able to come back for a long time. Now that he has gotten into trouble again, I'm afraid it will be difficult …”