Chapter 366

"Dada dada."

The helicopter stopped and landed.

It falls on the roof of the largest main building in the center of the stronghold.

Zhuang Shikai stepped off the plane and looked up to the front.

Hearing the sound of "dada dada", Cai Yuanqi and Zhuo Jingquan rushed to the roof with a team of people. Seeing the plane landing, they rushed to Zhuang Sir and saluted and shouted, "Zhuang sir!"

"Well." Zhuang Shikai nodded, put his hands in his bags and walked forward. Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jing and others panted and followed closely behind him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

In the dark.

Gunshots rang out from time to time in the stronghold.

Although the police force has taken control of the overall situation of the stronghold, there are scattered gunshots to continue to resist. According to many criminals who refuse to surrender, the police force is also continuing to encircle and suppress.

But Zhuang Shikai didn't care about the details. He walked down the roof and headed for the lobby of the main building.

The place where the helicopter landed is the main building of the stronghold, which is also the place where the stronghold has enough planes to land.

Not surprisingly, "Lord Ding" and other stronghold leaders should all wait for him in the lobby... Run? They certainly can't get out of Hong Kong Island, let alone the palm of Master Zhuang!

Because they are different from the minions! Not even qualified to escape!

You know, if a big man has a familiar face, he has to shoulder the responsibility.

According to the affectation, that is "if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight".

Although they have no crown at all! It's just some old servants, street children and old bastards, but they organize the stronghold to hold guns on a large scale to resist the law enforcement of the police force. This alone is enough for them to die hundreds of times.

At this time, Zhou Huabiao had surrounded the lobby of the main building with a group of police officers. More than a dozen police officers in full clothes rushed into the lobby, detained more than a dozen horses in black, and immediately armed.

And he took two inspectors with his hands on his back, raised his legs and walked into the lobby, shouting, "Lord Ding?"

"A Biao." I saw "Lord Ding" sitting in a chair, his face a little pale.

The uncles of the six or seven strongholds were sitting in chairs, trembling all over, and even the tea lamps were unstable.

At this time, Lord Hua Ding stared at me with a cold smile

"Ha ha."

"You are old enough!"

Ding Ye grinned, gritted his teeth and shouted, "brother Biao!"

There is a generation difference between two years, a young man of dozens of years old.

This "brother Biao" has stripped off his old face for decades.

Unfortunately, it's not up to people! Now the police are holding their lives! Don't call me brother, call me dad!

They are not afraid of death. After all, they live for decades and have finished their life. When to die is almost the same.

Let them die with the Kowloon stronghold! But simply!

They were afraid of the police taking care of his family.

Because they died.

Family also needs to live.

"Tut!" Zhou Huabiao sneered and looked at Ding ye: "am I right? Don't put yourself in the same position as Lord Zhuang! I said see you today, see you today! Lord Zhuang said to overthrow your Kowloon City stronghold! Never wait for the next day! "

"Yes! Sorry, cousin! " Master Ding held his cane, gnashing his teeth and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"Hum!" Zhou Huabiao snorted coldly and stood beside him with one hand. When he was ready to buckle down the Ding master first, there was a series of familiar footsteps outside the door

So he stopped and looked up at the door: "Master Zhuang is here!"

With his familiarity with Lord Zhuang, he can even guess who is outside just by listening to the priorities of his steps

All the police officers on guard with guns stared at the criminal and shouted in silence, "Zhuang sir!"

"Well!" Zhuang Shikai, with CAI Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and other people, stepped up his legs, crossed the threshold and stepped on his leather shoes into the lobby.

"Zhuang sir!"

"Lord Zhuang!"

Zhou Huabiao, Ding ye and others shouted one after another.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai stood in the lobby, with his hands on his back, looked at the "Dingye" and frowned. He pretended to think and said, "Dingye."

"Now in the land of Jiulong City stronghold, are you the boss or am I the boss?"

"Well? Master Zhuang! Of course you should... "Replied Lord Ding with a stunned face.

He wanted to seize the opportunity to please Lord Zhuang, but Zhou Huabiao came forward with a cold face and picked up Lord Ding's collar and threw him to the ground.

"Bang!" Lord Ding fell to the ground in confusion.

Zhou Huabiao smiled coldly, "what a dog! Dare you pretend to be a big man in front of Lord Zhuang? TM! Sitting on a chair for decades, I really think it's a treasure! "

Zhuang Shikai put his hands behind his back and smiled without saying anything.

All the other uncles here closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see that the dignity of "Lord Ding" was trampled on all his life.

Zhou Huabiao then pointed to them and shouted, "you and you people! Hold your head and squat down! Sit down, if you want to sit, go back to the police station and sit on the tiger stool! "

"Lose your aunt and drink tea! While you were drinking tea, our police were bleeding, you know! Ah? You know what! "

Zhou Huabiao roared loudly.

The uncles of the stronghold crouched down with their heads in their arms.

Zhuang Shikai showed a satisfied smile.

He's really not used to having big guys. He pretends to be big guys in front of him! Especially those prisoners! It will make him feel very boring!

Although some bigwigs are real bigwigs, they have prestige all their life, and their aura can be found anytime, anywhere, but they can also be put away! There can only be one big man where Master Zhuang is! And that big guy is him!

Look, uncle Biao, I've been with him for a long time, so I understand very well!

Of course, don't talk to him about respecting the old and loving the young and enforcing the law in a civilized manner. Now is not the time to respect the old and love the young. He just wants to step on the face of the stronghold and knead it, breaking down the spirit of the stronghold for decades at one fell swoop.

Otherwise, the people of the stronghold can still form associations and make trouble outside, continue to bind into interest groups and commit crimes everywhere. When criminals resist with guns, they are not qualified to talk about civilized law enforcement. Sorry, it's out of range.

"Patter, patter." So Zhuang Shikai stepped forward, raised his leather shoes, and the tip of the shoe stepped on the "Dingye" face impolitely.

"Zizizi." He looked down at "Lord Ding", twisted his shoes, rubbed each other's cheeks and asked, "Lord Ding... Do you want to deliver the goods! And now? Don't you always pay attention to me... "

"No... Master Zhuang... Really not!" Lord Ding's face was full of pain, and his tone was desolate.

Zhuang Shikai bent down, raised his eyebrows and stared at him: "that is to think I can't get in?"

"No, no, no!"

Lord Ding quickly raised his hand: "I'm just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhuang Shikai asked with a smile.

Lord Ding gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid the status of Jiulong City stronghold will not be guaranteed..."

"Are you afraid of me?" Zhuang Shikai burst out foul language.

"I'm afraid..." Lord Ding replied quickly.

Zhuang Shikai forced under his feet, and Lord Ding immediately screamed.

"Ah!!!"

Zhuang Shikai chuckled, "it doesn't matter."

"You don't have to be afraid."

”I have to thank you for sending me a piece of land. "

"Kowloon City stronghold is really a good place... But you don't have the ability to build or defend..."

"See you off!"

"The stronghold sent you!" Lord Ding hurriedly shouted, "Lord Zhuang has the ability! This land is for you! You can... "

"Ha ha! Shut up! " Zhuang Shikai withdrew his feet, stepped on the ground and squinted at Ding Ye.

"Even if you say more, you won't have a good life..."

In order to capture the Kowloon stronghold, the police force does not say how much ammunition it consumes or how many troops and horses it mobilizes. Just the casualties it pays, it needs to explain to its brothers.

Lord Ding seemed to have a flash of light in his mind. Suddenly he raised his hand and shouted, "Lord Zhuang!"

"Can you give me a gun?"

Zhuang Shikai looked at him for a while and probably saw through the idea of "Ding Ye".

His goal is to smash the interest groups of the stronghold. Killing all the uncle and father of "Dingye" can immediately make the stronghold group lose its leader and collapse quickly. It is the fastest and most convenient way.

The life and death of Lord Ding's family is irrelevant, and they can even keep their property. After all, the source of those properties is difficult to verify, and there is no need to involve the family according to the law.

So "Lord Ding" wants to change his life for a fair and strict one, begging Lord Zhuang to talk about the rules and raise his hand.

After a little thought, he nodded to Zhou Huabiao. Zhou Huabiao received the hint, immediately took out the matching gun, opened the magazine, poured out the five bullets inside, leaving only one bullet, raised his hand and threw the gun to "Dingye".

Patter!

"Dingye" caught the pistol, put the muzzle against his jaw without hesitation, and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A shot rang out.

A stream of blood flew to the floor.

Skull penetration.

Lord Ding fell to the ground.

The last generation of speakers of the Kowloon City stronghold lived and died together with the Kowloon City stronghold. With the city stronghold, the curtain of history came down and disappeared into the world.

At this time, a group of police officers who had just raised their guns on alert put down their pistols.

Zhuang Shikai smiled, raised his hand and said, "kill all these people! None of them

"Be clean! I don't want the people of Kowloon City stronghold to have hope! "

Zhuang Shikai left the main building lobby with his hands on his back.

"Yes! Sir! " Zhou Huabiao responded with a solemn voice, bent down to pick up the pistol and nodded gently to the police officers next to him.

The uncles of the stronghold squatting on the ground with their heads in their arms were in a panic. They knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and cried out, "Asir! Asir! We don't want to die! "

"Life imprisonment! You take us back to life imprisonment! "

"Bang bang!" Several shots rang out in the lobby, and several bodies bowed their heads to the end.

At the moment, Zhuang Shikai held the railing of the corridor and looked at the whole stronghold. He saw that it was like an ant's nest, thousands of holes and crumbling.

He just tapped on the railing and ordered, "inform Lu Hantao! Blast and push the building at night! The stronghold will be leveled tonight! "

"I said tonight!"

"Yes! Sir! " Cai Yuanqi nodded beside her.

"In addition, inform the airport that the airspace blockade is lifted and let the aircraft come down slowly."

"The police officers will rest in place for two hours and help the residents of the stronghold evacuate orderly after two hours... Remember! Have a good attitude towards citizens! Give them time to carry their belongings! No one can search for property! "

"Of course, don't forget to check your identity. Take away those with a criminal record."

Zhuang Shikai gave a directive order and explained the basic principles in detail. Cai Yuanqi and Zhuo Jingquan wrote it down and turned away to deal with it.

These commands seem simple, but they are not easier to operate than the first World War. Fortunately, CAI and Zhuo are good at political management, but their styles are different.

However, they are trained talents who can perfectly supplement the details and implement the specific work.

"Zhuang sir, it's done." At this time, Zhou Huabiao went out of the lobby and preached loudly.

Zhuang Shikai nodded and lit a cigarette.

He has trampled the stronghold under his feet.

The picture turns.

Kowloon Highway.

Three cars are speeding along the road.

Boom!

Boom!

A restless locomotive came.

Yao Yang was in charge of driving and looked up at the rearview mirro