Chapter 1072: Live crime

The order received over there is exactly the same: send the two men to the police station at the same time before five o'clock, pay attention to ensure the safety of the personnel.
Soon, the two groups of people gathered together, and Qianzi was tied to the car by Wuhuada, while the blood throat was still under the manhole cover.
"The third child, what do you think of this?"
"I'm going to have dinner with Boss Gao at night. I heard that these two killers are staring at Boss Gao's woman, so just send them to the police station? Then I am embarrassed to have this meal with Boss Gao."
They were all brothers of the Eastern Gang. Since they were able to find these two assassins in the first place, this group of people also had extraordinary abilities. After discussing them, several people noticed the words of a knife.
"There are a few murder cases in the hands of Bloodmaw. I have called several brothers to look for the family members of the murder cases. Some of them are in the imperial capital." The youngest man burned a cigarette and looked at the time: "At least two more than this family member comes over. Hours, these two hours can't be idle, but if you want to guarantee that you won't die, how to play?"
Shaking his legs and raising his eyebrows, the group understood.
It's only one o'clock, five o'clock to the police station, is the middle four hours empty? Naturally, in order to ensure that these two killers will not die, they should be punished.
"I have a way." A little brother leaned over and winked: "What kind of medicine is there in this pile of foreign medicine, twenty or so packs, and they are plugged into the sewer for them to play with?"
"Twenty packs... I heard that a little bit of that stuff can make the most holy woman impatient, so many..."
"You can't die, let's say, you don't toss the two of them apart. After a while, the family members will come. It is not necessarily who beats who."
Bloodthroat and Guzi have committed too many things. There are five or six homicides and a dozen rapes. Those who have not been filed are all messed up, especially Bloodthroat, his Three important homicide cases have been filed but cannot be solved. How many people have been killed secretly without the file, can only ask him himself.
None of these family members belonged to the imperial capital, but people who were not in the imperial capital had stayed in the imperial capital for five years, rushing around, eating and drinking, for one thing: to find a murderer.
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An unsmelling blood throat finally climbed from the slippery sewer to the vicinity of the manhole cover. He reached out and pushed and found that the manhole cover was unusually tight. He did not dare to call for help. His calling of identity was tantamount to surrendering.
He stepped on the slot made with the dagger with his legs apart, breathing heavily and stretched out his hand against the manhole cover again.
I still can't open it, the manhole cover looks like it's being held down by someone.
Bloodmaw stretched out his hand and wiped his sweat, and the stench under the sewer was stinking. He was exhausted for so long without eating or drinking a mouthful of water.
"Bloodmaw?" There was a very light call from outside, the voice was strange, and Bloodmaw was frightened. He opened his mouth to respond but was afraid of responding. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it and found that there was a signal, so he didn't. Paying attention to the shout, directly hit Quezi.
Shut down.
The bloodthroat became tense. Who knew he was in the well? Why do you shut down if you are missing? From the perspective of Bloodmaw, there is only one possibility: the police are here.
"Bloodthroat?" The voice came over again, and Bloodthroat shuddered with fright, his legs softened, and he fell into the bottom of the well again with a muffled thump, making him unable to recover for a long time.
"Tiaozi, it's a tiaozi." Bloodmaw's legs trembled, and he tried to stabilize his mind and climbed up again. Bloodmaw, which was seriously exhausted, crawled near the manhole cover this time and was already sweating.
Suddenly, the sound of a car starting came over, as if three or four cars were coming, blocking the remote area here around the manhole cover, turning off the fire, and someone getting off the car. Bloodmaw tried to see what was going on outside through the small hole in the manhole cover, but found that the small hole was stepped on with his foot.
The sound of footsteps came over, accompanied by a strange whirring sound. After years of battle, he heard the strange whirring sound, which should be the sound of someone covering his mouth and struggling.
With the dagger in his hand, Bloodmaw became more nervous and frightened. The killer's instinct told him: his fate was approaching.
Is the killer afraid of death?
When a killer kills, he is not afraid of death at all, that is, he is not afraid of death. But the danger was his turn, so it was different: the killer Bloodmaw was like a grandson now. He took a breath of cold air and forced himself to calm down. He quickly stuffed the dagger into the back pocket of his and took out the gun. He just took out the manhole cover and was pulled away. He didn't react yet, so three gunpoints were aimed at Broke his head.
"Bloodmaw, long admiring the name." The two leaders of the East Gang said in unison: "It's an honor to see you."
"You, you, you, this big brother, who are you?" Bloodmaw was terrified the moment he saw a few black muzzles aiming at him. He knew something big had happened.
But when you look at these guys with guns, what's the matter with their smiles brighter than chrysanthemums?
This is not a threatening smile, nor a sneer, this kind of smile is from the heart, heartfelt, and enthusiastic.
Bloodmaw was a little stunned, he couldn't understand what the group of people in front of him who were obviously holding guns at him, but with uncontrollable happy smiles on their faces, meant.
Enemy? Impossible to laugh...
Come to save him? It's impossible to point a gun...
Can you not laugh? The blood throat is equal to 50 million. If you see tens of millions, you will laugh, and the mouth can’t be lifted up. The standard eight teeth are too few to show up. I can’t wait for the blood throat to take a mouthful. .
Literary point of view, just like that: through thousands of mountains and rivers, I finally meet you.
This style of painting is quite strange...
"Our taller woman, do you dare to stare at it?" The Dong Gang finally stopped laughing. As soon as this sentence came out, his blood throat was pale and his legs almost fell off, and the Dong Gang took hold of it. Drag it out and press it to the ground.
"You dare to get these! If you don't see who Jane and the others are, you really have the courage to eat the leopard!" A pile of medicine found from Quezi was thrown on the ground, and the head of the blood throat was stepped on. The moment he saw the pile of medicine, his heartbeat stopped.
He knew that Quezi was also arrested, and both of them were finished.
The boss looked at it, and the vehicle blocked the manhole cover tightly. After turning his head again, his eyes were fierce: "Brothers, let's fill it."
Bloodmaw is so good that he can't stand up to the brothers who are also good at the East Gang. In just a few seconds, the blood throat, who had no physical strength for a long time, was pulled up by someone and directly plugged a bunch of powdery things into his mouth. Then all the sharp weapons on his body were taken away, and he was kicked. Kicked into the sewer again.
There was a muffled sound.
There was another muffled sound.
Miss Zi was also kicked into the sewer.
How would two masters and apprentices who are full of that pile of medicine interpret a strong sense of mastering and apprenticeship in the sewer? Obviously wait and see above the sewer.
"Boss, do you think this medicine is so effective?" A little brother pricked his ears and listened to the movement below. After hearing nothing for a long time, he couldn't help but question.
"Ling." The other one was very sure. He lowered his voice: "Compared with that medicine, that is that Monkey King saw the Tathagata, not the same grade. My buddy used a little powder to keep it The sister-in-law who agreed with that and what happened, and she did it four or five times. It was so cool, and she was sentenced to in the end. What a..."