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Chapter 63 Yang Dazhu's Bloody Profits(1/2)

Si Chen looked at Zhou Zicheng from a distance and immediately felt happy!

There is no place to be found even after wearing iron shoes!

"Yunpeng, do you also have a Sun Wukong mask in your car?" Si Chen asked.

"Yes! There must be!" Song Yunpeng pointed to the back and said:

"Brother Chen, didn't I tell you? Everyone in our driver circle has a Monkey Brother mask."

"They also spontaneously established the 'Great Sage Gang', and you are our mysterious gang leader."

"We all keep Monkey Masks and steel pipes in our cars, just in case when we go out for a sports car."

"After all, haven't we caught those gangsters who are blocking us yet? Everyone is afraid of meeting them again."

Si Chen didn't care about the fact that he had become the leader of the gang for no reason. He just thought that everyone was drunk and the product of a hot head.

He took Song Yunpeng's Monkey Brother mask, put it on, picked up the steel pipe under his feet, and got out of the car.

"Brother Chen! What are you doing?" Song Yunpeng was anxious:

"Come up quickly! Let's go quickly! I didn't hit anyone, and I won't let him lie on the ground and rely on me."

Si Chen ordered without looking back: "Get down!"

Song Yunpeng looked confused, scratched his head and followed the instructions.

Si Chen was seen holding the steel pipe and hiding on the side of the front of the truck. He even stood behind the tire to prevent people over there from seeing his legs.

On the other side, Zhou Zicheng's accomplices hurried over with guns in hand.

Zhou Zicheng was a wanted criminal, and his sketches and portraits were posted everywhere in Yuanmeng County. Naturally, he did not dare to run out rashly, so he could only hide behind the small mound and watch from a distance.

When the accomplice saw the pursuit target lying in front of the truck, he felt happy and subconsciously looked at the truck cab.

Great, no one!

He didn't bother to think about this strange situation, he only wanted to catch the escaped worker.

The accomplice grabbed the worker on the ground and cursed:

"Run! Why don't you run for me!"

"If you don't let me worry about it every day, why don't you just run away!"

"Run again? I'll break your legs!"

"The mine controls what you eat, what you drink, and where you live. Damn it, don't know what is good and what is evil!"

As he was grumbling and cursing, on the other side of the truck——

Si Chen, who was wearing a Sun Wukong mask, carefully observed the figure on the ground to confirm that he had picked up the worker and turned around.

Immediately, Si Chen quietly leaned out, swung the steel pipe high in his hand, and came closer.

The accomplice was also alert and kept looking to both sides. After taking two steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong——

On the ground beside you, there is a long shadow approaching, with what looks like a stick in its hand!

"Fuck! Ah——"

boom!

As soon as the stick was pushed down, the accomplice began to stagger.

Before he could turn around, Si Chen hit the spot where his neck and shoulder met, and hit him hard again!

Oh wow! Knock people out completely.

There are many fragile places on the human body, such as temples and carotid arteries, which can cause fainting or even death if hit hard.

The position chosen by Si Chen would not cause death or stun.

After the opponent fell to the ground, Si Chen picked up the gun on the ground and quickly hid on the other side of the car.

Behind the hill, Zhou Zicheng, who witnessed all this, was so frightened that he was sweating and dropped the cigarette in his mouth.

Just now, when he saw the man wearing the Sun Wukong mask attacking his companions, he was ready to shoot.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

However, the opponent was too cunning. After beating the person, he picked up the gun and hid again within five seconds.

Zhou Zicheng didn’t even take aim!

After experiencing so many things, Zhou Zicheng, a wanted criminal who had long been disillusioned, now just wants to save his life.

Anyway, that accomplice will not reveal himself, let alone Yang Dazhu and Coal Mine.

As for the half-dead laborer with his tongue cut out, what secrets can he reveal?

Zhou Zicheng's mind turned to this point, he got up with the gun in his arms and ran back.

Over here, the truck cab.

Song Yunpeng followed Si Chen's instructions, straightened up, stretched his neck, looked around, and immediately reported:

"Brother Chen, your guess is right, that person really ran away!"

"Okay, I got it. Hurry up and tie up this person below." After Si Chen ordered, he ran after him with a gun in hand.

"Okay!" Song Yunpeng was so excited!

He recognized that the man who escaped was Zhou Zicheng, who was wanted by the whole county.

Get rich!

Zhou Zicheng’s bounty is worth one thousand yuan!

After Si Chen caught up with him, he didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Zhou Zicheng would turn around and shoot.

He hid behind the mound, raised the gun in his hand, and aimed it at Zhou Zicheng's butt.

I can't kill you, can't I hurt you?

boom--

Zhou Zicheng, who was ten meters away, was hit by a steel ball on his big buttocks. He screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

Si Chen stood up quickly and sprinted over.

He thought to himself that he could not let Zhou Zicheng stand up, otherwise, he would be the one who was attacked.

Zhou Zicheng screamed in pain and tried to stand up. However, his buttocks hurt too much and he could not exert force on his buttocks.

After struggling several times, Zhou Zicheng's efforts were all zero.

He heard footsteps approaching quickly, and just as he was about to react, the gun in his hand had been violently snatched away.

Zhou Zicheng turned around with difficulty, and saw the man standing with his backlit.

The golden morning light gave the man a golden edge.

The Sun Wukong mask on his face is mostly hidden in the shade.

The condescending posture of ‘Sun Wukong’ gave Zhou Zicheng an inexplicable sense of pressure.

"Hero, spare your life! I'm a brother of the Monkey King, right?" Zhou Zicheng endured the great pain and begged for mercy:

"Listen, I heard about your reputation. Your boss Song Gang has a good relationship with our boss. You...ah!"

Si Chen was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and stepped hard on his bleeding buttocks.

Suddenly, Zhou Zicheng howled like a slaughtering pig again.

Si Chen was reluctant to fight, so he pulled the person up and escorted him back.



Two hours later.

Yuanmeng County Public Security Bureau, Director's Office.

Zheng Zhi was carefully checking the file in his hand, which was Yang Dazhu's resume that he had retrieved from the archives.

He always felt that many things were inextricably linked to Yang Dazhu, but he couldn't find any conclusive evidence.

Especially now, Yang Dazhu's father-in-law is Sun Tai, the deputy county magistrate.

This caused Zheng Zhi not to act rashly.

"Bureau Zheng! Bureau Zheng, Bureau Zheng, good news!" A young police officer ran in in a hurry.

"Why are you panicking?" Zheng Zhi said in a coercive voice without raising his head.

The young police officer stopped suddenly, stood in front of the table, and saluted:

"Report to the director! The wanted criminal Zhou Zicheng has been caught!"

"Seriously?!" Zheng Zhi stood up suddenly, beaming with joy, picked up his police hat and said:

"Let's go and have a look!"

Si Chen and Song Yunpeng, one by one, took Zhou Zicheng and his accomplices to the interrogation room.

The police station is all in old tile-roofed buildings, and the interrogation room is also very simple, with tables, chairs, and hollow metal gates.
To be continued...
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