The gun-making den in the belly of the Great Python Mountain had been removed, but it did not mean that the case of making and selling guns had been completely solved, because there were still bad guys who had not been caught selling and buying guns! Therefore, even though they had won the battle, the public security system did not publicize it. There was no report or commendation. They only reported to society that the forest ranger's shooting case had been solved and that the murderer had been killed and brought to justice. That was all.
Through interrogation and field investigation, Jing Song and the others had roughly grasped the organization and operation process of this criminal group that manufactured and sold guns.
It turned out that he had shot the ranger because one of the guys had come out to get some fresh air and was seen by Old Zhao. At first, Old Zhao thought that it was another forest ranger, Old Li, but he shouted," Old Li, why are you carrying a fast gun? Where did you get it?”This had lured out that guy's murderous intent. Old Zhao didn't recognize the person and was slightly stunned. This was not as fast as that guy's gun. One shot took Old Zhao's life.
The entire criminal organization was exposed because of that guy's shot. It was also because of Old Zhao's life. Otherwise, who knew how many people would have lost their lives! Old Zhao is a hero, rest in peace!
Jing Song and his teammate Miao Zhuang were following a gangster called Old Hook. Old Hook had already sold two long guns and 100 bullets.
Old Hook was bald and had a shiny forehead. He was in his early thirties, and there were not many hairs on his head. He had a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks. Coupled with his lean body, he looked like a dried corpse. It was scary. He might really be a drug addict.
However, Old Hook was quite alert. He scuttled forward, looking left and right from time to time, and even looking back.
After following them for a day, the firewood stick wandered in circles from the Urban area to the suburbs.
When it was time for dinner, Old Hook went into a snack shop. Jing Song and Miao Zhuang did not see him at all. This skinny monkey "hooked" a woman out. She was in her twenties. She was the kind of person who bared her teeth, had a gunny sack waist, and short legs. She could scare ghosts in the middle of the night, and she could scare cows on the grasslands.
The two of them muttered to each other for a while before rushing off. What should they do? Jing Feng and Miao Zhuang couldn't be bothered to analyze whether Old Hook had discovered their scheme. They split up to follow him. Jing Song continued to follow Old Hook while Miao Zhuang followed the woman.
They walked into a long alley with tall buildings on both sides. There was a small street lamp dozens of meters away, and the light was dim. Old Hook stopped walking and turned around to smile at Jing Song. Jing Song became alert. He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart. How did he become such a retard? Although he had been vigilant, he still somewhat underestimated this heavy smoking addict. At this moment, Jing Song understood that this guy had really discovered him and was deliberately baiting him.
"No matter how powerful a character is, we can only fight!”Jing Song thought to himself. He raised his palm and circulated his Qi. He took a step forward and kneaded his buttocks. He was prepared to fight like a cheetah that could attack at any time.
Jing Song wasn't afraid of anything. He was actually afraid of hearing gunshots before he could see his opponent. Not at this moment. There were only a dozen young men walking in front of him and behind him. Some were holding sticks, some were holding knives, and there were no guns. However, there was one person who was covered and had a very strong figure.
"Friends or enemies? Tell me which path you're from first. Otherwise, it won't be easy to sign it with the King of Hell after you die!”A dark fatty said with a smile.
Jing Song focused on his defense, his mind quickly searching for a breakthrough and his own countermeasures.
"You don't dare to speak? Why are you following me?" Skinny Monkey asked arrogantly. Before Jing Song could answer, he suddenly heard a young man shout,""This kind of rock belongs to the toilet pit. It stinks and is hard. Brother K, why don't you just shoot him? There are so many people surrounding this place.”
"Shut up!" The masked man growled.
Jing Song was stunned. Why did this voice sound so familiar? He couldn't remember it at the moment, and he didn't have the time to think about it.
"Hei Si said that two guests have arrived and are looking for me. Are you guys introduced by Hei Si?"”
This time, Jing Song responded," Brother Hei Si and Brother Hong Qi mentioned Brother Old Gou to us and told us to come and find him directly. Otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to come and see your Brother Old Gou even if we had the guts.”
"Hehehe…at least you know the rules! I wonder if you have a lot of money?"
"It will definitely be sold in seconds!"
"Let's go! Pick up the goods with me…the rest of you can leave!”Old Hook waved his skinny stick in the air and was about to leave when the masked man stopped him and shouted,""Slow down! He was a police officer from the special forces. Go! Cripple him and leave him alive!"
Jing Song was shocked. At the same time that his identity was recognized by the enemy, he remembered that the voice sounded like a person. It was a special forces recruit he had trained before. He was also a combat expert and had been with him for a month.
"Are you Little Gong, Gong Long?" Just as Jing Song's words left his mouth, the clubs of the two fierce men had already arrived with the sound of the wind. One slash, one sweep, one up, one down. It was too late to dodge, and it was not the best way. Jing Song used the best move he had recently. Instead of retreating or dodging, he attacked rapidly. Once a person got close to the person wielding the rod, the force of the rod would lose its effect. At the same time, the person wielding the rod would only be beaten up and would not even have the chance to throw the rod away.
Jing Song was like this. When his opponent's staff was still halfway there, he dashed to the front of the person holding the staff. With a " double elbow collision " and two miserable howls, two people were sent flying in the opposite direction at the same time. They were at least three meters away. Their bones were probably broken and their flesh was smashed.
Once it was activated, it would hurt people. More than ten people rushed forward. Jing Song calmly accepted the challenge. His fists and feet danced around, creating a diversion. A chaotic battle ensued. Jing Song fought against ten people alone. His clothes were only cut a few times by the knife, but no one was hurt. The dozen or so people were all lying on the ground, wailing and howling. Many of them were rolling on the ground! When the last black fatty was kicked and fell to the ground, a black shadow flashed past and the masked man flew to fight Jing Song. This guy was really different from the others. He actually fought to a draw with Jing Song.
Another five or six people who were not afraid of death climbed up from the ground and felt that their injuries were not serious, so they joined the battle again. As a result, Jing Song's physical strength gradually began to run out, and his limbs became a little flustered. Soon, he was hit by a few punches and sticks. He staggered and was seized by the masked man, who knocked Jing Song out with a palm strike.
The masked men stopped those people from killing Jing Song. They tied Jing Song up and threw him into the trunk of the car.
When Jing Song slowly woke up, he found himself lying in an empty room. It was a building that had not been renovated. The area was not big, and it looked a little like an office of a government agency. It did not look like a suite. There was only a bed and a light bulb. From the looks of it, these two things were newly installed.
Jing Song's legs were tied, and his hands were handcuffed to the sides of the bed. It was the two handcuffs he was wearing, and the bed was a steel bed with a short guardrail.
The door was closed. Seeing that there was no one guarding, Jing Song immediately circulated his energy to test his body. There was no serious problem. There was a local pain, but his muscles and bones should be fine. He used the Bone Shrinking Technique to remove the rope binding his legs. Then, he bit his collar with his mouth to find a steel needle to remove the handcuffs on his hands. Jing Song was a fierce lion again.
Suddenly, he heard voices approaching from outside the door. Jing Song quickly pretended to be trapped. There were two of them. One of them said," What's wrong with Brother K today? He knew that he was an enemy, but he still didn't want to get rid of him!”
"Didn't you hear that guy say,'You're Little Gong, Gong Long'? They know each other!"
"We can't let him live if we know him! The earlier it ended, the earlier it would be saved! I hate him to the bone, my dear! He was so powerful that one of my ribs was almost broken by his kick. Anyway, I will never let him leave this place alive!”
"I can't even lift my right arm because of his kick! She didn't know what her bones were like, but it was heart-wrenching! Ouch-hiss…Mattie! Let's just go and finish him off. After that, we'll just say that he died on his own. No matter how fierce Old Brother K is, he won't side with outsiders and make things difficult for us because of an enemy!”
The two of them entered the house. Jing Song narrowed his eyes to take a look. One was fat and one was thin, one was tall and one was short. The short and fat one was the black fatty. Jing Song closed his eyes and used his hearing to judge what his opponent was doing. He heard the sound of two daggers being pulled out, followed by the sound of light footsteps and breathing.
When the two of them raised their daggers and pounced on the bed at the same time, Jing Song opened his eyes. His eyes were like torches as he clamped his feet and twisted them. He clamped the thin man's left wrist that was holding the dagger. As he twisted it, he pushed it forward and quickly and ruthlessly stabbed a dagger into the black chest of the black fatty on the right. Almost at the same time, Jing Song's hands were like pincers. He grabbed the fatty's right arm, grabbed his wrist, grabbed, twisted, and sent the dagger in the fatty's hand into the skinny man's chest.
The two of them didn't even make a sound before they settled the bill. Jing Song did not even touch the handle of the dagger.
Jing Song changed his clothes and let the thin man put on his own clothes and lie on the bed with a blanket. The fat man let him lie under the bed with his head down. No one could see him from the outside. Jing Song escaped. It was a large building that had just been completed and was not painted at all. He was on the fourth floor. When he went down to the second floor, he heard someone talking. Jing Song quickly flashed into a room. There was no light here, but the back window was very big. Faint moonlight was shining through the window. It was obviously night time. Under the dark moon, one could still distinguish things and paths. Jumping out of the back window was a good idea. Jing Song listened to the voices and quietly jumped out of the back window.
Behind the building was another building. Jing Song passed by seven similar buildings before arriving at the tall courtyard wall. He didn't know the direction or the time, because Jing Song didn't find his gun or phone. After carefully identifying the shop's signboard, he finally found the geographical location of this place-Funiu Town, Longshan County.
"Good boy! This was another province, more than 200 kilometers away from Xianghe Town of Yuzhu County!”
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