Chapter 839: Not a Farce

Chapter 839 is not a farce

Zhao Jianhui glanced at him and said, "The public security in Hong Kong is really good. In the morning, a bunch of Asians beat up a taxi driver, and in the evening, people from three major families jumped off the building together, just to hear the excitement..."

Charlie Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead and kept bending down: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I made you laugh. It was all my fault at work that caused you unnecessary trouble. Please forgive me..."

When the young police officer heard that his boss was so respectful to the young man, he no longer dared to follow him. Seeing that the two people in front of him didn't pay attention to him, he quickly retreated away.

"Okay, stop talking so much nonsense. What are you going to do now? You can't watch them stand on top and keep performing, right?" Zhao Jianhui said very dissatisfied.

Charlie Huang repeatedly agreed: "That's right, that's right, but the location they are in is very special. Our ladder cannot reach that high, and it is not easy to show off the lanyard from the top. The door of the room is blocked by them." It's locked inside. If you rush in, you're afraid of being self-defeating. If someone really jumps from the building, it will be a bit troublesome..."

From this guy's voice, Zhao Jianhui could tell that even Charlie Huang didn't believe that Huo Junxian and Xu Shaozhong were sincerely eager to jump down, but they were not afraid of 10,000 or just in case. If the police miscalculated, it would really If someone fell from a building and died, someone would definitely blame the police for their inaction.

In his heart, he was actually gnashing his teeth in hatred towards Huo Junxian and others. What do you think you bastards are doing when you have nothing to do? It's such a late night, and he was talking about having a girl to drink and dance with, but he didn't expect the time. It's all wasted watching you jump off the building.

"I'm asking you what you're going to do. Why are you talking about so many difficulties? Are you afraid of the wolf in front of you and the tiger in the back, so you just do nothing and do nothing?" When Zhao Jianhui heard that Charlie Huang was emphasizing that it was not easy to do, The reason, but he didn't give a solution to the problem, so he couldn't help but said a little angrily.

"It's mainly the psychologists who are talking to them. It's better to deal with this kind of thing..." Charlie Huang said it but didn't say it. It was all nonsense.

Zhao Jianhui raised his head, looked up, and asked Charlie Huang: "Are there any of your people at the door of these people?"

Charlie Huang didn't know what he meant by asking, so he nodded and said: "Again, there are two members of the special operations team guarding on both sides of the door."

"Do you know how many people are in the room?"

"There are six people in total, Huo Junxian, Xu Shaozhong, Li Zhaowei and several of their wives..." Charlie Huang said in confusion, still thinking, why is he asking?

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but groaned: "So, there are four members of the Xu family among the six people inside? It's really a huge effort. Superintendent Huang, if someone really jumps to his death, will it have no impact on you?"

Charlie Huang couldn't help being startled: "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by that? Although the impact is not very big, it is troublesome enough just to deal with various investigations. There are also reporters from various tabloids. In short, it will be very annoying. Headache……"

Zhao Jianhui stretched out his hand: "Give me your walkie-talkie and let the two special forces at the door listen to my command..."

"Mr. Zhao, this... I'm afraid..." Charlie Huang opened his mouth, intending to refuse, but he didn't have the courage, but it felt a bit unreasonable to hand over the command of the two people upstairs to Zhao Jianhui. Just when he was hesitating, Zhao Jianhui shouted in a deep voice: "Why are you dawdling, I will be responsible for anything that goes wrong. You are in my mother-in-law's house, and all the eight or six people I went up to push you down..."

"Mr. Zhao..."

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry. I'm here to save people, not to kill people. Even if I want to kill people, can you stop me?"

"Ah... that's right, that's right, Mr. Zhao..." A big explosion occurred in Toyang Kingdom at noon today. It is said that more than forty people died. Since it involves all aspects of the issue, the news has not been officially announced to the public yet, but as a senior police officer, Charlie Huang still knows more or less the inside story. After hearing Zhao Jianhui's words, Charlie Huang trembled deeply and quickly took off the walkie-talkie from behind his butt: "PC567, pc568, listen, from now on, completely obey the orders of this commander..."

Zhao Jianhui reached out and took it: "pc567, pc568..."

"pc567, pc568 accepted, sir..."

"Be prepared to break through the door soberly, and wait for my order to start taking action. Within ten seconds, you must occupy the most favorable terrain and control the people in the room. Do you understand?"

"pc567, pc568 understand, sir..."

"Okay, pay attention to my orders..." As he said that, Zhao Jianhui put the lanyard of the walkie-talkie around his hand and neck, and walked along the wall to the position facing the open window on the eighth floor.

Charlie Huang looked on, wondering what he wanted to do.

However, immediately afterwards, a surprising scene appeared. I saw Zhao Jianhui's knees bend, and then his body bounced up. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jianhui had already reached the height of the third floor. He reached out and hooked, then turned, and stood on the star of Yurunxinghui. ' above the word.

In the window upstairs, Li Zhaowei was still roaring loudly. Zhao Jianhui squatted down and continued to rise up. When he fell down this time, the people below could barely see a black figure standing at the top. above the word "rain". This height is already the same as the windows on the eighth floor. But there was still a distance of more than ten meters from the window on the eighth floor, let alone horizontally.

With such a long lateral distance, the front wall is flat and there is no foothold. How can Zhao Jianhui land inside the window?

Charlie Huang looked down below, his mouth wide open and unable to make any sound. He thought to himself, is this still a human being? This is a ghost - ah, no, this is a god!

Zhao Jianhui didn't have time to think about what the people watching below thought of him. He took the walkie-talkie and called: "pc567, pc568..."

"PC567, pc568 received, sir." The two police officers in front of the door replied in unison. "Start reading now. When the count reaches three, break through the door and control the people inside neatly..."

"pc567, pc568 understand, sir."

"One, two, three..." When Zhao Jianhui counted to three, his body had already flown sideways, like a big bird soaring in the sky, towards the window where Li Zhaowei was standing. Seeing that half of his body had flown over the window, Zhao Jianhui put his fingers on the window sill in front of him and used his strength to place one foot on the window sill on the other side, holding it horizontally like a stick. On top of the window.

Li Zhaowei was standing inside the window and leaning out half of his body to say something. Suddenly he saw a black thing floating from the side of the window. Just as he was stunned, someone had already pinched his neck. , and immediately after that, his body was pushed back to the middle of the house.

At the same time that Zhao Jianhui's body floated to the window, the door of the room was kicked open from the outside. Xu Shaozhong, who was guarding the door, exclaimed: "Zhaowei, it's not good, someone has come in. Do you want to jump?" ?”

However, when he turned around, he found a tall young man holding Li Zhaowei's neck with one hand and Huo Junxian's arm with the other, standing in front of him and smiling.

Before the three women could react, the SWAT team members who broke in had already pulled their hair and pushed them to the ground. Another special forces team member felt that he had only captured one person and had not yet completed the target assigned by his superiors. He pulled Xu Lilong's hair and came over to arrest Xu Shaozhong. Zhao Jianhui waved his hand: "There is no need to arrest him. If Chairman Xu really wants to start from here, Jump down, let's help him, lift him up and push him..."

Xu Shaozhong took two trembling steps toward the window to see if anyone was really stopping him. His face turned pale and bloodless: "You... you really didn't stop me... I... I can't Really jumped..."

Zhao Jianhui gave Li Zhaowei a kick in the butt, knocking him down next to his wife, and then smiled at Xu Shaozhong: "Please, I've never seen what it's like to jump off a building, please... I'm here Look... Hey, Mr. Huo, do you want to be with him? I can also help you..." As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui took Huo Junxian's arm and pushed him towards the window.

Huo Junxian's face also turned pale and yellow, and the sweat on his face kept falling down. Before he could say anything, Xu Lilong had already yelled: "Junxian, let's not dance, you But don’t jump, what will I do if you die..."

Hey, I really didn't expect that the matron of the Huo family, who was harsh to Huo Jiaxin, actually had some feelings for her husband. This was beyond Zhao Jianhui's expectations.

"You don't want to dance... Okay, let Li Zhaowei dance. You have been busy for a long time, and the audience underground is waiting to see the excitement. There can't be heavy thunder and little rain, or it can't be just thunder but no rain. Bar?"

Li Zhaowei was dizzy after being kicked by Zhao Jianhui. His head just hit the leg of the sofa in the room. His head is still dizzy and he didn't hear what Zhao Jianhui said at all.

Regardless of her hair being pulled, Xu Ruoyu reached out and grabbed one of her husband's legs, hugged her tightly, and cried loudly: "Dad, let's not dance. Zhaowei is still young, I think it's better." You old man, please jump down..."

Xu Shaozhong's body swayed, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.

"You...let me go..." Huo Junxian struggled twice, but couldn't get rid of Zhao Jianhui's hand. He couldn't help but shook his head, stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard on the face: "Huo Junxian is so sorry." Ancestor, I am guilty...Don't stop me, they won't jump, I will jump..."

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