Chapter 292 (1/2)

”Bang bang!” After a burst of police volley, Longgen's confidants fell to the ground one after another.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai stood in the middle of the crowd and calmly shot the gang gunman who shot back.

Li Cangdong leaned over with a gun, led the police officers out of the car, approached forward, and began to reduce the living space of community gunmen.

”Fuck! Die! ” Yuan Haoyun suddenly roared, kicked down a gunman from his side, then lay on the ground and shot at the gunman in the stairs.

”Bang bang!” At this time, the gunmen beside the street had been completely emptied. Yuan Haoyun did not know when he had killed alone to the front line.

With several shots fired by yuan Haoyun, several gunmen in the stairs suddenly stumbled to the ground, and people and guns fell in the middle of the corridor.

”The overall situation is settled.” Zhuang Shikai lowered his gun and waved his arm.

Hua La, a large number of police officers hiding behind the car appeared sideways and rushed upstairs quickly.

Lord Zhuang is usually only responsible for solving the little things that big men take the lead. Naturally, it is left to the small ones to do.

He rushed to the front every day. The little thought he didn't give himself a chance to be superior.

”GOGOGO！”

”Bang bang!” The police officers of Oji became braver and braver, while the community gunmen retreated one after another, gave up resistance and began to attack upstairs, trying to escape through the roof.

You know, at the moment, the gunmen in a row are basically dead.

Other societies came to support the gunmen in order to protect Longgen from going to sea.

But now Longgen has rushed to the street.

And a fart sea?

Since their mission has failed, the people of other societies naturally have no reason to fight for and win.

As most of the gunmen began to escape, the wide-ranging exchange of fire on the street ended. Yuan Haoyun and Li Cangdong immediately led the crowd to pursue, leaving only sporadic resistance shots in the corridor.

Ten minutes later, the gunfire stopped.

The police cordoned off the scene.

Zhuang Shikai put the gun back into the gun bag, took two white gloves from the nearby police officer, pulled the white gloves and walked into the apartment building.

When he was standing at the door of Longgen's apartment on the fifth floor, he just ran into yuan Haoyun coming back.

Yuan Haoyun stood at attention and saluted, raised his hand and reported, ”Zhuang sir!”

”Thirty two gunmen were killed, six were arrested, and several gunmen fled.”

This set of data reports is a very conventional data proportion.

You know, among the members of the society, the gunman has a different nature and style from the old confused.

When the gunman exchanged fire with the police, the number of people killed must be large, and the number of people arrested must be small.

In the current era, the building spacing in the downtown area of Hong Kong Island is narrow, the roof is connected, and the streets are narrow. Once there is an exchange of fire in downtown areas, criminals can easily escape in a chaotic situation. It is also normal for a certain number of people to escape successfully. It doesn't matter as long as the overall situation is all right.

”I see.” Zhuang Shikai nodded and turned into the apartment building.

A group of police officers have searched the room for evidence, hoping to find something good.

You know, Longgen is sitting with Liansheng. Although he is not a fool and won't put white powder at home, what if he has good goods?

After all, the chance of finding good goods is not small.

Don't say anything about money, goods, and an underwater roster. Isn't the company's accounts fragrant? Zhuang Sir can catch people by their heads in minutes and catch the whole Stanley Prison.

If Stanley can not be closed, and then urge the government to open a bidding project for a private prison, will he vote for the project and catch criminals while making government money?

At this time, Li Cangdong also came to the apartment and stood next to yuan Haoyun. All the gunmen who arrested or collected the bodies have been taken to the police and dealt with.

Several police officers also found some cash, bank cards, pistols and other items in the room.

Zhuang Shikai lingered in the room for a while. Finally, he stood in front of the shrine at the kitchen door and looked at something enshrined on the shrine. His eyes were stunned and stopped.

”Report, sir.”

”There is no evidence of guilt except a pistol and thirty bullets.”

The policeman looked a little lost.

After all, pistol bullets are of no value to the officer.

Those banknotes and bank cards are not even evidence.

But Zhuang Shikai picked up the bibcock stick on the shrine and held it tightly in his hand: ”no! There's another good thing! ”

”Bibcock stick! And Liansheng's leading stick! ” Zhuang Shikai holds the dragon head stick, which is made of lifelike sandalwood and reveals the mottled and majestic years, and looks at a pair of dragon eyes on the dragon head stick. His eyes are full of love.

This is the leading stick that symbolizes the position of Liansheng speaker! It represents the orthodoxy of Liansheng! Only those who get the leading stick and votes can be regarded as those who win in a row!

This is an item related to and Liansheng system!

After all, he Liansheng adopts a voting system, not an association in which parents pass on their children and children pass on their grandchildren. This makes he Liansheng lack the natural blood symbol of other community leaders. He can only use the leading stick to replace blood, which symbolizes the general meaning of he Liansheng!

If the vote is elected, the matter is conveyed from bottom to top, then the leading stick is conveyed from top to bottom. Only the combination of the two is a perfect speaker identity.