Text Text_Chapter 322 Put down the gun
The shopkeeper was already trembling with fear, but he did so tremblingly.
Zheng Qian knew that Wen Lao was a stubborn person, and he would definitely not be able to persuade him, so in order to avoid accidents, he hurriedly called Yao Dahai, Zhu Daring and Zhao Sheng.
After all, these people are all in charge, and if something really happens in this acre and three points of land in Seoul, the consequences will be terrible.
At the same time, at the quartermaster guest house, Yao Dahai's face was cold, and he shouted, "Quick, quick, gather the troops for me, and immediately set off on the barbecue street behind Seoul Medical University, you must not let Wen Lao have an accident, otherwise, I will screw your heads!"
Zhu Daring didn't say a word, and jumped into a military vehicle by himself, regardless of whether the red light was red or not, and ran all the way over.
Zhao Sheng also learned about Wen Lao's news from some channels, and now there is a big incident on his one-third of an acre, and it is a matter of losing his head if he clicks on it.
Without saying a word at the moment, he quickly gathered the armed police force with the strongest combat effectiveness in the bureau, and opened the road with an explosion-proof car, and rushed all the way to the backstreet of the medical university.
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After making the call, Zheng Qian came back and sat down, the old man ate and drank as usual, but he didn't have the heart to eat.
"What a fucking group of cowards, what kind of hero is beating people here, it's not as fucking as a bear, if these people were sent to the front line during the war years, they would all be so frightened that they would crawl and shit, and pee on the crotch of their pants!"
Zheng Qian smiled bitterly, "Old Wen, the current era is different from when you were then!"
Wen Lao didn't speak, and ate a few more peanuts, and then said: "When I go back, it seems that I have to beat the people of Hanyun Province well, a good Seoul, but there are so many smoky miasma rat feces making trouble!"
"Who the are you talking about rat? bad old man!"
At this moment, the young man from before came back again, but he was followed by several policemen.
The policemen were still holding guns in their hands, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at Wen Lao, obviously they already knew that Wen Lao had a gun.
Zheng Qian was a little angry all of a sudden, he stood up directly, and shouted, "Put down your guns!"
The policeman smiled coldly, "This person is illegally armed with a gun, we have to take him away, and you, let's go together if we make trouble and fight!"
Zheng Qian's eyes lit up, "Didn't you see that he was the first to provoke it?"
"I don't see it, all I see now is you, obstructing official business, and that old man has a gun!" another policeman walked up, still handcuffed.
was pointed at by a few black hole guns, Zheng Qian did not resist, this is really going to shoot, he doesn't want to try randomly.
After handcuffing Zheng Qian, the policeman still walked in front of Wen Lao with handcuffs.
The young man before snorted, "What's the matter? Bad old man, aren't you dragging it? Aren't you handcuffed yet!"
Zheng Qian's voice was cold: "Don't handcuff him, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
"Click!"
When Zheng Qian spoke, the policeman had already handcuffed him, "I don't need you to remind you, you should be the ones who regret it now!"
Zheng Qian did not speak.
But this is, the young man stared at the pistol on Wen Lao's desk, his eyes lit up, "Hey, this gun is good, it's mine!"
As he spoke, he was about to touch the gun.
But before his hand was close to the gun, Wen Lao kicked it directly.
"Take away your dirty hands, you don't deserve to touch this gun!" Wen Lao said in a cold voice.
Zheng Qian knew that Wen Lao's gun was brought to the present by him back then, and it was stained with the blood of the enemy, which was Wen Lao's closest comrade-in-arms in the war, and there was no one.
The young man was kicked over by Wen Lao, he was immediately annoyed and angry, and said to the policeman who was handcuffing Wen Lao: "Brother Zhang, you go back and tell my cousin, this old thing must be dealt with well, damn, what the hell, if you don't let Lao Tzu move this gun, Lao Tzu still has to move!"
With that, he stepped on it.
Wen Lao's face was pale, but he was pressed by two policemen, and he couldn't break free at all.
"Take away your dirty feet!"
Zheng Qian struggled to rush over, but he was also pressed by several policemen and couldn't move, plus his hands were handcuffed, there was no way at all.
"I won't let it go, what's the matter?
The young man's face was full of pride, and the soles of his feet stepped on the gun.
"Bang!"
But at this moment, a gunshot rang out from outside the crowd, and a bullet passed directly through the young man's leg bone, bringing up a canopy of blood, and the young man fell directly to the ground because of the pain.
At this time, all the police are in the same place, and there are still people who dare to shoot people here?
For a while, seven or eight muzzles were directly aimed at Zhu Daring, who walked in from outside.
"Put down your guns, or don't blame us for shooting!"
A policeman yelled.
The young man who fell to the ground hugged one of his legs in pain, and roared like a mad dog: "Hit me, shoot him for me, damn it, dare to shoot me!"
Zhu Daring's face did not have the slightest fear, he looked at the young man, "If it weren't for the fact that you were still young, you dared to insult that gun again, this bullet would not pass through your leg next time, but through your head!"
"Put down the gun!" the policeman shouted as he stared at Zhu Daring.
Zhu Daring didn't move, he stared at the policemen, "I advise you to put down your guns!"
As soon as the words fell, a neat sound of shields colliding sounded outside the crowd, and a team of well-equipped riot policemen rushed over at once, and dozens of black hole guns were aimed at the policemen who detained Zheng Qian.
"Put down the gun!"
The sound of neat cheers came, making the policemen who had not yet woken up from the shock stunned.
What the is going on? Did you just arrest an old man with a gun in the middle of the city? Why did you provoke the riot police?
But that wasn't the end of it, and then, a group of soldiers in military uniforms and loaded guns also rushed towards this side.
Those policemen were completely confused, oh my God, who did they provoke today, these soldiers with loaded guns, and these non-riot policemen......
The young man who fell to the ground was also full of confusion, he was completely shocked, and he couldn't even feel the pain of his leg injury, at this moment he had only one thought in his heart, that is, he kicked the steel plate today, and his leg was completely wasted, that is, the bullet really passed through his head just now, and I am afraid that he can only admit that he is unlucky today.
As soon as the policemen put down their guns, a group of riot policemen and soldiers rushed forward.
Even if they honestly raised their hands and surrendered, they still inevitably smashed the butt of the gun and the explosion-proof shield on their faces, and one by one they were smashed on the head and bleeding, dizzy and swollen, and their hearts were bitter, and the women of the eighteenth generation of the young man's ancestors did not know how many times, if it weren't for him, such a thing would not have happened today.