Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Chapter 131 Jibu's Counterattack

beside.

Miao Zhihua took out the bullet and handed it to Ji Bu.

"Cen"

Ji Bu took the ring of bullets and pressed them into the cylinder, and Huang Chengcheng's six bullets were unmolded and filled in neatly, and then took out three bullets at intervals one by one.

"Snapped."

Ji Bu fiddled with the reel to close the bullet nest, and pressed the muzzle down to aim at Hou Jingcheng's thigh: "Superintendent Hou, you were so lucky to fool me last time, this time, let's take a look again!" How's your luck."

Done.

Ji Bu directly pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

Gunshots.

The bullet sprayed out and hit Hou Jingcheng's thigh, bursting into a cloud of blood mist, and the splashed blood sprayed on the gravel and disappeared quickly.

"what!"

Hou Jingcheng's screams resounded on the beach, and were quickly covered by the waves hitting the rocks and the sirens of passing ships.

He pinched the injured thigh with both hands, his body was trembling uncontrollably due to the severe pain, and his face was pale: "Boss Ji, please don't kill me, don't kill me."

There was a fishy smell dripping from under the crotch.

"Don't worry."

Ji Buyun opened the bullet nest calmly, filled the empty bullet nest just now with another one, and then closed the wheel again:
"Three shots, as long as you can carry three shots, I will let you go."

"I, Jibu, always keep what I promise, and keep my promises."

Then.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed down again, aiming at Hou Jingcheng's left leg.

Hou Jingcheng's expression was terrified, and beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks. He stepped back and shook his head:
"No, don't kill me."

"click"

The trigger is pulled, the rotor turns, and the sound of empty machine comes.

"what!"

Hou Jingcheng screamed and shivered subconsciously. After screaming, he found no new pain, so he opened his eyes.

"Hoohoo."

He panted heavily as if he had been pardoned, and his heart beat faster.

"It seems that you are lucky."

Ji Bu looked at the in his hand, and sighed, "The probability is to , and you really hit it."

"."

Hou Jingcheng's lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

"Miao Sir, you said this superintendent is a superintendent after all, you are so lucky."

Ji Bu's tone was relaxed, and he turned his eyes to Hou Jingcheng: "The last shot, after the last shot, I will let you go."

Hou Jingcheng's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a desire for life in his eyes.

Miao Zhihua knew Ji Bu's character, he really did what he said he would do, and if the next shot really didn't fire, he would really let Hou Jingcheng go.

He really wanted to talk, but after thinking about it for a while, he held back and stood aside with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Give you three seconds to pray, and ask God to bless you."

Ji Bu unhurriedly opened the cylinder, and under Hou Jingcheng's nervous eyes, loaded the remaining two bullets in his hand.

Now five of the original six bullets were stuffed.

"Superintendent Hou, since you are so lucky, I decided to make it more difficult for you."

Ji Bu turned the wheel to close the dot , his voice was clear and clear, and then he raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it directly at Hou Jingcheng's forehead:

"One-sixth probability, I don't know if you still have such a good pregnancy gas?!"

"puff"

Seeing this scene, Song Zijie, who was smoking, almost choked on the cigarette.

Jibu's operation is true
"Hem home shovel!"

Hou Jingcheng originally had a fluke mentality and mustered up the courage to try his luck, but when he saw the . full of five bullets, his mentality burst suddenly:
"Damn Ji Bu, don't play if you can't afford it, I'll fuck you"

The last shot was aimed at the head.

With a five-sixth chance of hitting, you will die as soon as you hit it.

"three!"

Ji Bu ignored him at all, and stepped forward, the muzzle of the . gun was one step closer to Hou Jingcheng's head:
"two!"

"Jibu!"

Hou Jingcheng's mentality was out of balance, and he yelled at Ji Bu: "You bastard, you fucking play me like this!"

Ji Bu didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued to count down with concentration: "One!"

His finger rested on the trigger and he pulled it directly.

"I say!"

Hou Jingcheng's eyes widened, and he wailed with a trembling tone. After hearing the gunshot, he shivered and urinated again.

"boom!"

Ji Bu turned the muzzle of the gun, and the bullets were fired, almost sticking to Hou Jingcheng's ear, brushing past and shooting into the beach behind.

ear.

A hot feeling came over.

Hou Jingcheng covered his ears and fell limp on the ground, lying on the ground in a large font, looking at the sky and gasping for breath.

The feeling of surviving after a catastrophe is great.

"Want to live?"

Ji Bu threw to Miao Zhihua, squatted in front of Hou Jingcheng, grabbed his collar and pulled him up:
"I'll give you three minutes to speak."

After being tricked by Hou Jingcheng once, Ji Bu was naturally too lazy to talk nonsense with him, instead of letting him speak out, it would be more refreshing to shoot directly.

Simple and crude.

Save all useless interrogation links.

"I want a cigarette."

Hou Jingcheng stretched out a finger tremblingly: "I want to calm down."

"give him."

Ji Bu raised his hand and pushed him out, and sat down on the rock beside him.

Hou Jingcheng took two strong sips of the cigarette, closed his eyes and felt the taste of the cigarette, his whole state seemed to be relieved a lot.

"Go ahead."

Miao Zhihua stepped in front of him and began to ask: "Who is the person above you?"

"do not know."

Hou Jingcheng shook his head, and directly denied it: "I don't know who is above me. After the accident some time ago, someone contacted me and said that if someone finds me, just say that the boss is Senior Superintendent Zhang Wenyao. .”

Miao Zhihua sneered, obviously not believing what he said.

"What I said is real."

Hou Jingcheng himself knew very well that no one would believe what he said, and continued to explain: "Before I joined, I didn't know them at all, and I didn't know when they started secretly investigating me."

"At that time, I was just a small inspector. When I contacted me to join the gang, the people above didn't show up. Instead, they sent a chief inspector to contact me."

"Later, as I got promoted step by step and came into contact with more and more things, I also gradually got to know the person above him. His code name was Eagle, but I never met the specific person."

"He hid himself very well, including that none of us knew who he was. Even in today's action, I just followed his command. He asked me to go directly to Miao Zhihua and follow him. Just catch Jibu."

Speaking of it.

He looked at Ji Bu pleadingly: "That's all I know. Really, I really only know a little. I've told you all I can tell you."

"I'm just a little chicken helping the eagle, please let me go, I already know I'm wrong."

Although he knew in his heart that begging for mercy was futile, his strong desire to survive urged him to continue begging for mercy.

"You said, the person who came into contact with you was the Chief Inspector?"

Ji Bu took a puff of his cigarette expressionlessly, and his eyes fell on Hou Jingcheng: "Back then, when you were an inspector, he was already the chief inspector. Now that you have reached the position of superintendent, he must have Are you already a senior police superintendent?"

"He's a superintendent, not a senior superintendent."

Hou Jingcheng's lips twitched, he gritted his teeth and shook him out: "You may not believe me, but this person is now Superintendent Sun of the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."

"what?"

Miao Zhihua's eyelids twitched, and he felt a chill: "Superintendent Sun? It's him?!"

After the identity of Superintendent Long was exposed, Superintendent Sun was transferred to replace Superintendent Long. Unexpectedly, Superintendent Sun and Superintendent Long were the same team? !
Good guy.

Superintendent Long's identity as a black policeman was exposed, so Eagle was lucky to arrange another black policeman to come over and continue to stabilize Miao Zhihua's first floor.

"Yes, it's him."

Hou Jingcheng took a deep breath on his cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground. Now that the matter had come to an end, he was willing to fight it out.

Anyway, if you want to be honest, you might as well take the initiative yourself.

"I don't know how big the Eagle's plate is, because when he manages us, he controls us alone. If Superintendent Sun hadn't come to lure me into the gang, I might not know anyone."

Unspoken.

I actually don't know anything about the black police eagle, I'm just an errandist.

"hiss.."

Miao Zhihua took a breath.

What he sighed was that this eagle was far stronger than he had imagined, except for Superintendent Long who had already rushed to the street, it belonged to Superintendent Sun and Superintendent Hou.

Since when did he feel that this superintendent is like a bad boy on the street, acting as the eagle's younger brother.

Normally.

Things like this shouldn't be done by people like senior inspectors and chief inspectors.

But thinking about it makes him understand.

What they have to face now is Ji Bu, who has not been settled after several turnarounds. It is normal to send someone of the level of superintendent to face Ji Bu face to face.

"Superintendent Sun, right?"

Ji Bu nodded, and after remembering the person's name, his words became tougher: "Now, I will give you a choice between two paths."

"The first way: You cooperate with us, first help us dig out Superintendent Sun, and cooperate with us in doing things, then you are still Superintendent Hou."

"Of course, whether you have the ability to reveal your identity is your own business. What I can guarantee is that you will not die."

"No way."

Hou Jingcheng shook his head quickly when he heard it: "Listen to me, you can't play with him, really."

"Humph."

Ji Bu snorted coldly in disdain, ignored him, and continued, "The second way: I will be you now."

"I choose the first one!"

Hou Jingcheng chose the first one without any hesitation.

Because he knows.

If this sentence came from Miao Zhihua's mouth, he might not take it seriously.

but.

The Ji Bu in front of him really dared to kill himself.

"You're doing very well, I'm very happy."

Ji Bu commented lightly, and then handed the person over to Miao Zhihua, who walked up to him: "Do you know what you should do next?"

"Know, know."

Hou Jingcheng nodded, and quickly added: "First help you get your brother's wife Li Lifen back."

"very good."

Miao Zhihua took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Hou Jingcheng, took him to the car with the handcuffs, and threw the mobile phone to him.

Hou Jingcheng nodded, and then called out with his mobile phone, and the connection was quickly connected: "Eagle, it's me."

"Ah."

Eagle's voice came from the phone. This time his voice was relatively calm, and each call was different:
"Something went wrong?!"

"The person held it down."

Hou Jingcheng had already thought up his speech, and replied quickly: "I caught Ji Bu, let's get rid of all these people in one go, shall we?"

"Well... no problem."

The eagle agreed very readily: "Take Ji Bu to Nanfeng Cotton Mill. It will take about half an hour. Ji Bu should be very familiar with the location of Nanfeng Cotton Mill."

"I didn't kill him last time here, this time, let him die here, and kill him directly after receiving it."

"Ok."

Hou Jingcheng responded respectfully, paused, glanced at Miao Zhihua beside him, and said, "What about Li Lifen?"

"What do you say?"

Eagle did not answer, but asked back: "Do you still want to ask me about this kind of thing? One is the criminal Ji Bu who was arrested in Hong Kong, and the other is the family member of the former police officer who colluded with Ji Bu."

"If you kill these two people, how much credit do you have?"

"Thank you, received!"

Hou Jingcheng responded with a sigh of relief, then hung up the phone, looked at Miao Zhihua and Ji Bu: "Here, you heard it too, let's go to Nanfeng Spinning Factory."

"It's up to you whether you go or not, but I'm sure I can't go there. As soon as I show up, I'm sure people will disappear."

"Row."

Ji Bu thought for a while but didn't force it: "It's definitely not suitable for you to show your face now."

Now Hou Jingcheng's nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and he can't walk even if he was shot in the leg, so he just needs to know the location is Nanfeng Spinning Factory.

His eyes fell on Ma Keli and Song Zijie: "Brother Ma, can you and Sir Song help me watch over this Hou Jingcheng?"

"Me and him?"

Song Zijie frowned when he heard this: "He's a thief and I'm a job. You want me to watch Hou Jingcheng with him? Just leave it to me. I can handle it myself."

Mark Li's expression was a little stiff, and he looked at Song Zijie and said nothing.

"Sir Song."

Ji Bu directly corrected Song Zijie's statement: "Xiao Ma is my man now, you must know what I am doing, right?"

"How can you say he's a thief? Besides, if you think he's a thief, why are you arresting him?!"

"..."

Song Zijie opened his mouth, wanted to speak but couldn't.

"I said it before."

Ji Bu smiled and looked at Song Zijie: "You are still very immature now, if you want to continue on this road, you still need a lot of training."

"Who is a thief and who is not? I don't think you have a complete judgment yet."

Done.

He yelled: "Fly, work."

"it is good."

Wu Fei waved in the car in front of him, cleared his throat and greeted his subordinates: "Be careful, do your work!"

In the two cars in front.

Eight young men jumped out of the car, opened the trunk and took out a canvas bag, and took out the guns from it in an orderly manner.

Or shotguns, or micro-punches, and even grenades.

Since experiencing the beauty of grenades last time, Ji Bu specially entrusted Mark Lee's relationship to find Uncle Jian, and worked overtime to produce a batch of grenades.

Although everyone didn't speak, they had a tacit understanding. They took up the firearms neatly and orderly one after the other, and began to check them skillfully.

The sound of gun parts colliding suddenly sounded at the scene.

These eight beauties were all trained by A Ji.

They don't have the kind of physique and muscles that look scary, but they are also not bad in physique, and they look full of strength. As for the spirit, they are very fierce, and they seem to know that they are not good characters.

"Gudong."

Hou Jingcheng looked at the eight people in front who had packed their guns and got into the car, and swallowed subconsciously for a while.

He glanced at Miao Zhihua who was silent beside him, pretending that he hadn't seen it, and then looked at Ji Bu, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This.
Ji Bu is definitely a gangster.

Can this fucking be considered an undercover agent?

Sensing Hou Jingcheng's eyes, Ji Bu tilted his head and glanced at him: "What's the matter? Superintendent Hou has something to say?"

"No no."

Hou Jingcheng's throat was dry, he showed a blunt smile, and gave a thumbs up as a compliment: "Boss Ji is really good at employing people. I believe even if you say they are the Flying Tigers."

"very good."

The corner of Ji Bu's mouth twitched slightly: "That's good, if you can talk, just say a few more words, I love to listen."

Done.

He waved.

The three cars drove out one after the other.

More than 20 minutes later.

Nanfeng Spinning Mill.

Ji Bu parked the car on the side of the road: "Wu Fei, A Ji, I won't go in, you guys solve it, remember, people must be protected."

"Do not worry."

Crowfly swat his chest and made a promise.

Aji nodded.

The two of them as partners are also a good complement.

"Aren't we going?"

Miao Zhihua sat on the co-pilot with some anxiety, glanced at Wu Fei and A Ji who brought people in: "They."

"rest assured."

Ji Bu rolled down the car window, took out a cigarette and lit it, handed one to Miao Zhihua, and said with a relaxed face:

"You can rest assured that my people do things."

"alright."

Miao Zhihua thought for a while, but said nothing.

The two sat in the car, and soon two vans drove over quickly. The two lowered their seats and watched the car drive into Nanfeng Spinning Mill.

Soon.

There was a sudden gunshot from inside.

3 minute later.

Wu Fei and A Ji came out from the inside: "Boss, get rid of those inside."

By the side.

Followed by a middle-aged woman.

This person is Li Lifen, Miao Zhihua's younger brother and sister. She is in her thirties, and she looks quite temperamental. Her skin is well maintained, her figure is firm and stylish, and she is full of the charm of a mature young woman.

Cough
Of course, this is an appreciative evaluation, a pure evaluation.

"Sir Miao, I will leave the scene to you."

Ji Bu withdrew his gaze, opened the door and got out of the car, and gave the car to Miao Zhihua: "Then I will deal with Superintendent Sun's affairs first, and I will contact you if there is any situation, and keep calling at any time."

talking.

He raised his hand and surpassed Wu Ying and his group with a sound, and everyone got into their cars and quickly disappeared from the scene.

"it is good!"

Miao Zhihua had more or less guessed what Ji Bu was going to do.

at the moment.

Ji Bu's way of handling things is undoubtedly the best way.

Miao Zhihua watched Ji Bu and his party leave, then opened the door and got out of the car, looked at Li Lifen, who was standing in front of him, and walked forward quickly:
"Fen, I'm sorry."

"Big brother."

Li Lifen reached out her hand to signal Miao Zhihua not to speak: "I should be the one who said sorry, I caused you trouble."

"Go, get in the car first."

Miao Zhihua helped her open the car door and went up, then picked up the phone and called Ma Jun:

"Ma Sir, several people from Nanfeng Spinning Factory assassinated me, and they have been dealt with. Come here and deal with it."

····
on the road.

The car moves fast.

"Fly, Aji."

Ji Bu drove the car himself, took control of the steering wheel, glanced at Wu Fei and A Ji who were sitting in the back seat, and said in a casual tone:

"Aren't you curious about my relationship with that person just now?"

"Miao Zhihua, a police officer from the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station."

Wu Fei lay relaxed on the back seat, took out a cigarette and lit it, with a look of indifference: "What does the relationship between the boss and him have to do with me?"

"He has nothing to do with you, he has nothing to do with me."

There was a very wise light in his eyes: "I know it in my heart, the big brother has offended someone now, and the bad guy is messing with you now, it's normal for us to make a deal with Miao Zhihua, as long as he can help us .”

Speaking of it.

He bit his cigarette and pushed A Ji: "Don't you think that's right, boring gourd."

"Ah."

A Ji nodded his head in a rare way and responded: "We will do what the boss says, there are so many reasons."

"Ha ha."

Ji Bu smiled and shook his head, glanced at the two people in the rearview mirror, and continued, "Have you seen Superintendent Sun from the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station? Bring him here tonight."

"rest assured."

Crowfly nodded in response.

This is Ji Bu's way of doing things, simple and rude.

···
Ten p.m.

Baishawan Pier.

The sea breeze blows, and the lights of the pier are reflected on the sea.

Ji Bu and Ma Keli were standing on the rocks along the coast, smoking cigarettes, not far away were Song Zijie and Hou Jingcheng who were not standing with them.

"Sir Song."

Hou Jingcheng's eyes flickered, and he lifted the bandaged right leg that had been extracted from the bullet: "You said how hard it is for us to work as servants, and we only earn a few dollars a month."

"what."

Song Zijie squinted at him.

"Not so."

Hou Jingcheng lowered his voice and moved closer to Song Zijie's side and whispered, "Find a chance to let me go, and I'll give you 300 million."

"Do you know the concept of 300 million? It takes decades for me as a police superintendent to get one, let alone you as a small inspector."

He licked his lips, and looked at Ji Bu and Ma Keli who were standing over there with taboo eyes: "How about it, do you want to think about it?"

"As long as you let me go, I'll take you to get the money immediately. It's all cash and you can use it when you get it."

"Grass!"

Song Zijie slapped Hou Jingcheng's face: "Who the hell are you looking down on? Just want to buy me for 300 million?!"

He sneered: "300 million is too little, at least 3000 million."

"it is good!"

Hou Jingcheng gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and agreed: "3000 million is 3000 million, and the money I have collected in these years is only 5000 million, so I will give you 3000 million to buy your life."

Compared with money and imprisonment, he must choose the former.

"Fall on the street!"

Song Zijie raised his foot and kicked Hou Jingcheng to the ground, throwing him like a shit: "I'm kidding, I'm joking with you, do you really take it seriously?"

"You can get 3000 million yuan, it seems that you have made a lot of money."

"..."

The corner of Hou Jingcheng's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

there.

Ji Bu and Ma Keli, who were smoking, turned their heads and looked over when they heard the movement.

"Damn, I'm not mistaken."

Ji Bu glanced sideways at Song Zijie: "Sir Song is beating someone? Did you enlighten him this afternoon? This kid is thinking about it."

"What shall I teach him?"

Mark Li shrugged his shoulders with an expression that had nothing to do with me, and said, "Ajie's way of going is his business. I'm not qualified to give advice. Brother Hao is here to give advice."

"Hahaha, brother pony, brother pony, you really have a unique personality."

Ji Bu shook his head with a smile, a little dumbfounded, and said sternly, "How about it, are you interested in our cooperation? Help me?"

"You are you, I am me."

Mark Lee squeezed the cigarette in his hand: "Let's talk about everything after Brother Hao comes out."

"Look, look."

Ji Bu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I only mentioned Song Zijie during the day, and now it's time to talk about you."

"Brother Ma, your pattern is too small."

He leaned over to Mark Li and pushed him: "You must know what I do, help me, I will find a suitable opportunity to get Brother Hao out of the prison to cooperate with us in a case, Make meritorious deeds and reduce punishment."

"Can't he squat for a few years less and come out earlier?"

"..."

Mark Lee fell silent for a while.

Just now.

on the coastal road.

Two lampposts shone straight on.

The car stopped by the side of the road.

Wu Fei and A Ji got out of the car, opened the trunk and dragged someone out from inside, and dragged each of them directly to the beach with one leg:

"Boss, the Pujie surnamed Sun brought it."

As soon as Hou Jingcheng saw Superintendent Sun being pulled over, he immediately turned his back to him to prevent himself from being recognized.

"Well, hard work."

Ji Bu nodded, and pointed to a big deep hole dug next to him: "Throw it into the hole."

The pit is not big but very deep, exactly the width of a person standing.

"I rely on."

Wu Fei looked at this pit and immediately became excited: "I said it earlier, I am familiar with this game!"

talking room.

Without Ji Bu's command, he took out a dagger to cut the rope on Superintendent Sun's body, and threw him into the pit directly by holding him down.

He picked up the shovel beside him and started digging sand to bury the person. Under Ji Bu's instructions, only one head and one arm were left outside.

"Hem home shovel!"

How could Superintendent Sun not know Ji Bu? Although he couldn't break free, he didn't stop talking: "Ji Bu, you fucking dare to mess with me. I'm the Royal Police of Hong Kong Island, Superintendent Superintendent."

"Snapped."

Ji Bu raised his hand and slapped Superintendent Sun's face: "I'm so fucking annoying you guys rushing to the street."

"Liao Zhenhua has such a line, Hou Jingcheng has such a line, and you have such a line. You all seem to have a sense of superiority?"

"Returning the Royal Police is a pile of shit in my eyes!"

"you"

Superintendent Sun had a choke in his throat, and abruptly said nothing.

now.

There is also an inexplicable panic attack, which comes from the body.

He was buried in this beach, and the flowing sand was squeezing his body quickly. He only felt that the blood flow in his whole body began to slow down, and his neck was congested and breathing gradually became oppressive.

"Ah."

Ji Bu sneered, and took out the dagger in his pocket. The sharp blade shone coldly under the light, and cut Superintendent Sun's arm.

"呲"

A line of blood shot out.

It was very abrupt and sprayed very high, like a fountain. Although it stopped spraying soon, it didn't mean to stop, and continued to flow out.

The beach under the arm has turned dark red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

next to.

Song Zijie's eyelids twitched.

As for Hou Jingcheng.

His body started to tremble immediately, and he was afraid of attacking him. Fortunately, he was sensible enough not to let Ji Bu use this trick on him.

But then again.

Ji Bu is a fucking piece of shit, different people use different tricks to torture me, fuck me.
In the bunker.

"Ah I..I."

Superintendent Sun only felt a sense of dizziness. Looking at the bleeding arm, he panicked completely, and spoke with a trembling voice:

"Ji Bu, don't mess around, don't mess around!"

"Okay."

Ji Bu waved his hand, Wu Fei picked up a shovel and dug up part of the sand around Superintendent Sun, and the blood that had been flowing stopped immediately:

"What do I want you for, do you know it? Say something useful, I don't like to listen to nonsense."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Superintendent Sun still wanted to make a final struggle: "I didn't lead your case, and I can't help you if you ask me."

"Hou Jingcheng."

Ji Bu looked at Hou Jingcheng who had his back to this side, and waved: "Yes, it's you, don't hide, come here."

"..."

Hou Jingcheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked over bravely. With a strong desire to survive, he took the initiative to be a lobbyist:
"I've already told Boss Ji everything, so you can recruit everything directly, so you can still live, otherwise."

"I"

Superintendent Sun understood everything instantly after seeing Hou Jingcheng.

At first.

Hou Jingcheng is the offline that he developed himself.

just now.

He pounced, he knew himself, and he must have pounced on the street too.

"I found that you have no desire to survive!"

Ji Bu frowned and looked at Superintendent Sun, and said displeasedly, "I don't like your attitude very much."

He waved his hand: "Buried!"

"Tui!"

Wu Fei spat on his hands, rubbed them, picked up a large shovel, and started shoveling sand with great enthusiasm to bury Superintendent Sun.

No matter how Superintendent Sun begged for mercy, he was ignored, and the sand and dirt wiped him out one after another, until finally a small mound was completely formed.

"Fuck!"

Hou Jingcheng looked terrified, he rushed forward in twos and twos, and dug away the sand covering Superintendent Sun with his bare hands. His hands were extremely fast, for fear that Superintendent Sun would die.

The main clues are all on Superintendent Sun. If he is dead, is there any value for him to use?

"Hem home shovel!"

He scolded while digging: "Sun Changhong, you are fucking blind, don't pull me if you want to die!"

"It's such a juncture, do you want your life or money? If you know something about the eagle, tell it all."

"Ji Bu is a real father now, he really dares to kill us now, please don't f*cking fight against him!"

He speaks fast and his hands are fast.

In just a few seconds, the head of Superintendent Sun, who had been buried in the sand, was dug out again.

"Hoohoo."

Superintendent Sun's face was pale, he greedily breathed in the fresh air, and looked at Ji Bu with deep fear in his eyes:

"I said, I said, I said everything."

(End of this chapter)