It was exactly 7:30 p.m.

Saigon Police Station.

In the yard.

Under the flashing police lights, the police officers were full of police stations inside and out, extending to the outside of the police station.

In addition to the internal personnel of these police stations, the Flying Tigers were temporarily sent to support.

This big battle is an unprecedented scale.

The operation was kept confidential in advance, except for Sir Mo's core direct troops, no one was notified in advance. The police officers present looked at me and I didn't know what action was going tonight.

As the person in charge of this operation, Sir Mo waved his hand and the many police officers who were originally talking quietly all calmed down, and countless eyes focused on him, waiting for his speech.

"Set off!"

Sir Mo shouted in anger.

No nonsense, simple and crude.

immediately.

All the personnel were divided into four routes and their respective responsible persons, quickly got into the police car, drove out in a mighty manner, and the yard suddenly became empty again.

"Inspector Mo..."

Qiu Xiong looked at the quiet and empty yard, licked his face and came to Sir Mo, took out a cigarette and handed him a: "What are you doing tonight? Why didn't anyone notify us of a group?"

With such a big battle, even Qiu Xiong has not participated in it personally several times.

The huge scene told him that his actions tonight would be extraordinary. No matter what, he would have to follow him. Not to mention any credit, he would at least remember his name.

Let’s talk about it.

Song Zijie has become the head of the Evening Action Group. His level is much higher than that of him. Why should he get into a group?

"ha..."

Sir Mo glanced at the cigarette handed over by Qiu Xiong, but did not refuse to take it. He just rotated the sign on the cigarette in the light: "It's not bad, Sir Qiu smokes such a good cigarette."

"Thank you by friends, give it by friends, haha..."

Qiu Xiong nodded and smiled, asking again: "As the person in charge of a group, I have to participate in such a big action, no matter how much I, Qiu Xiong, should I be involved in it. How can I punish such a great crime without me?"

Sir Mo glanced at Qiu Xiong with his eyes squinted, and wrapped his cigarette happily: "Sir Qiu also wants to go?"

"This is a must!"

Qiu Xiong nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice: "How can I miss me, Qiu Xiong, such a dangerous thing? At the critical moment, my brothers are taking the risk of charging outwards. How can I hide?"

"I, Qiu Xiong, have always been irreconcilable with sin."

"hehe."

Mo Sir looked at Qiu Xiong's posture and leaned forward: "Are you sure you want to participate?"

"I'm willing to take my people ahead!"

Qiu Xiong patted his chest and made a promise: "We are the ones who lead the way."

"The action tonight is very dangerous. You only healed for a while after the injury last time. Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to let you do it now?"

Sir Mo blew up the ashes and looked at Qiu Xiong with a smile: "I think I'd better forget it. I'm going to go there anyway, so you can rest at home."

After saying that.

Sir Mo trampled the cigarette butt in his hand and had to step out.

"Hey..."

Qiu Xiong immediately stood in front of Sir Mo, how could he let him leave?

He stretched out his right hand and made a elbow bent movement to show his biceps: "Don't worry, Sir, my injury has been cured long ago. I've been idle for calluses during this period. Be sure to let me participate in the action tonight."

"Besides, you are much more expensive than me. How can you lead the team to rush forward in person? Just leave it to me. I will lead the people to rush forward, and you can supervise the battle behind."

Qiu Xiong's purpose is very clear.

In his own observations, although everyone took the guys out, some people didn't even wear bulletproof vests, which means that although the action tonight was large in scale, the risk factor was not high.

Even if you take a step back.

So many people participated in the operation tonight, and one person could drown the criminals with one spit. How could it be said that the risk was very high?

so.

He wanted to participate no matter what.

This is a credit for being a must-have, so how can we just let it go?

"Haha, if there is no problem with Sir Qiu, then it's not impossible for me."

Sir Mo looked at Qiu Xiong, who was swearing and trying to get into it, almost laughing. He waved his hand reservedly, cleared his throat and said:

"Qiu Sir is also the leader of the Crime Team, and his ability is obvious to all. He is also a talent under my command. He has such a big move tonight, and it seems a bit unreasonable if you don't want to participate."

"Where is the reason I'm sorry, I dare not!"

Qiu Xiong nodded repeatedly, and smiled and said, "Thank you, Sir, for giving me a chance."

Although he knew this was a scene, as long as he could make a fortune, it would be no big problem.

"That's OK."

Sir Mo waved his hand and made a direct instruction: "You go and regulate your subordinates and set off in three minutes."

"OK!"

Qiu Xiong bowed straight and saluted Sir, and went to greet his people with great enthusiasm. He finished everything in less than a minute and set off with Sir Mo.

He was in the same car as Sir Mo, looking at Sir who was sitting in the passenger seat and said, "Inspector Mo, what are you doing tonight? We will dispatch so many people."

"Big battles, big actions."

Mo Sir stopped when he reached the point, and did not explain what was going on: "A large-scale clearance will be carried out at the same time by all teams."

"Specific?"

"Don't ask this if you shouldn't ask, don't ask this. Don't you know about Sir? This action is high-level confidentiality. You will know when you arrive at the place."

"Okay."

Qiu Xiong smiled awkwardly, moved his butt and found a comfortable position to lean against the seat.

Inadvertently.

He saw the Flying Tigers' car in the rearview mirror, and the expression on his face suddenly stopped. He swallowed his saliva and moved his Adam's apple: "Sir, is the Flying Tigers behind us following us?"

"They are with us?"

"Ah, yeah, what about?"

Sir Mo nodded for granted: "Or why do you think I lead the team in person? It's a major scene at least."

"I..."

Qiu Xiong's lips squirmed, and his expression was inexplicably awkward.

At this moment, he cursed in his heart.

It's a failure!

What kind of existence is the Flying Tigers? Isn't it a big risk factor to have their appearance?

I was fucking careless.

Misjudgment error.

He was eager to participate in the action just now, but he didn't think too much about this issue.

When he was joining his subordinates, he was even more afraid that Sir Mo would leave first and not take him to play with him, so he didn't even wear a bulletproof vest.

He remembered his last injury again.

When pursuing the robbers, they were almost beaten to death because they were not wearing bulletproof vests. If Sir hadn't saved him, his ashes would have been melted now.

Since then, he has attached great importance to the bulletproof vest.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Sir raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Qiu Xiong with a smile: "Is Qiu Sir scared? It doesn't matter, just tell me if you are scared, you can get out of the car with your people now."

"Okay... no no no no."

Qiu Xiong almost blurted out his promise, and then shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, how is it possible? I, Qiu Xiong, are also a prestigious leader of the serious crime team. How could such a small posture make me scared?"

"Yes, how could I be afraid?"

Finally.

He whispered to himself and exasperated himself.

"Hahaha..."
To be continued...