I make a living solving crimes.

"You said you wanted to escape."

"But I happened to bring explosives."

"Heads fall off, and he becomes a ghost."

"Leave a closet full of cash."

Chang Wei hummed a little tune and walked into the exploded space. He looked at the dying gangster and sighed softly.

This place has been bombed into ruins, the walls are covered with blood, and fragments of people can be seen everywhere.

One of the surviving gangsters was leaning against the safe, his legs were broken at the knees, a foot-long piece of wood chip was stuck in his chest, and every breath he took was accompanied by the sound of wind passing through the hole.

He looked at Chang Wei, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's okay, it's okay, Qingzhou has already done a backflip." Chang Wei walked over, squatted in front of him, and silently wiped his eyes, "Be a good person in your next life."

When he took his hand away, the man's eyelids opened again and stared at Chang Wei.

Chang Wei frowned, grabbed the man by the scruff of the neck, and threw him out of the hole.

He has no mercy on drug dealers.

Lin Yuanfu sacrificed his own future and was sent to Yili just to keep the people away from drugs.

If you bunch of bitches can sell the flour and cut people into pieces, not to mention killing people, Chang Wei will also expose all of you.

Unfortunately, you only dare to act in your own territory and sell drugs to Chinese people.

He picked up a finger that was stuck on the safe and threw it far away. He pressed his palm on the door, and with his mind turning, he collected all the cash, gold, flour and guns inside into the space through the door.

The little yellow dog was guarding the entrance of the hole. When he heard footsteps coming from downstairs, red light flashed in his electronic eyes and he rushed down with a "woop".

Gunfire rang out.

Chang Wei blew a whistle, pulled out two grenades from his waist, shouted "Fa Ya Er Da Bang", and threw them towards the crowd downstairs.

The little yellow dog had just retreated when the explosion sounded.

The tragic wails echoed throughout the entire area.

In an instant, Chang Wei moved, calling the little yellow dog to jump down from the second floor. His two thighs exerted an extraordinarily strong force, and he bent his knees to break the collarbone of the wailing wretch downstairs. Then he accelerated forward, aiming directly at the other two gangsters.

The little yellow dog followed behind him, and its fangs cut the throat of the man with a broken collarbone, and it used all four limbs to follow Chang Wei closely.

One of the gangsters had just dodged a grenade and came out from behind a pillar. Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to raise his gun and shoot. However, before his finger touched the trigger, Chang Wei came like a hurricane and kicked him in the chest.

This kick was aided by running, and there was a faint sound of breaking wind when it was kicked out. The gangster who was kicked had his chest collapsed on the spot, vomited blood, and his whole body was pressed against the wall.

Died instantly!

Before the other gangster could see what was happening, he found that a strong wind like a knife was already approaching him.

Before he could react, the fangs shot out from the little yellow dog's mouth and pierced his throat.

Chang Wei picked up a sharp piece of metal from the wall, wiped it on the criminal's clothes, threw it to the little yellow dog, and said disdainfully: "Be gentle, why do you have to do such a bloody thing? I punish you to go to the corner and recite the names of the twelve halls."

The little yellow dog jumped up, opened its mouth and took back the fang, then ran to the corner of the wall, stood on all fours, and barked wildly.

Good dog!

After this wave of cleanup, there was no longer any decent resistance in the core area of ​​Kowloon Walled City, and the remaining criminals were hiding in the rooms, trembling.

Chang Wei walked around the ancient building in the middle, then raised his head and waved at the two little white dots upstairs.

It was because he had good eyesight that other people couldn't see the white of Wu Jimao's eyes.

After the three of them came down, Chang Wei ordered: "Notify all teams to remain alert. This place is full of filth and dirt. Start cleaning it from the inside out during the day tomorrow. Send two teams to support Sister Tuan'er."

Li Laifu looked at the ruins and asked in a low voice: "Yes, Brother Nan, what should we do with these dead bodies? The weather is a bit hot."

"Find someone to do the work, throw them all onto the road, put up a sign, drug dealers die!"

"it is good."

A large number of troops have been deployed in Kowloon Walled City today. Nine gangs are here, plus Jiang Hongxia's Suzaku Squad, totaling over a hundred people.

Everywhere remained on alert, and only the people from Harmony Hall gathered together. When the doors of the houses near the core area were knocked, the men had to come out to help clean up.

The dead bodies were thrown directly onto the street outside, and the body parts were put into sacks and thrown out together.

These people were vomiting and moving things at the same time, not daring to slack off at all.

I have seen all kinds of ruthless people in Kowloon Walled City, but this is the first time I have seen someone so ruthless.

Chang Wei sat on a sandbag at the entrance and shouted to the corner of the street: "Police, come out and clean the floor."

Several policemen who were responsible for surveillance at the corner were so scared that they ran away.

Chang Wei sneered, and just as he took out a cigarette, his ears suddenly fluttered slightly.

He activated his Fiery Eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from, towards a two-story building across the street. He suddenly broke out into a running position. Jiang Hongxia was stunned for a moment, then picked up her gun and followed him.

There is a small casino hidden on the second floor here. At this time, gamblers are sticking to the windows and looking at Kowloon Walled City.

Chang Wei kicked the door open. Several thugs were about to speak, but when they saw Chang Wei was still covered in smoke and holding a rifle in his hand, they quickly raised their hands and dared not say anything.

Chang Wei was too lazy to argue with them. He kicked open the back door and ran towards the room.

After passing a corridor, there are rows of small rooms behind, most of which have open doors.

These rooms are only two or three square meters and can only accommodate a bed and a woman.

With a bang, Chang Wei kicked open the door of the room where the shouting was the loudest. The two men and women who were doing something inside were startled by him, and the man shivered unconsciously.

"With such a big commotion outside, are you still having so much fun?"

"Boss... I, I just find it exciting."

"I helped you have fun, didn't I?"

Chang Wei walked out of the house with a stern face, squinted his eyes and looked around, only to find that the place he was looking for was at the back of the house.

After walking around the corridor, he kicked the door open.

This is a "spacious" luxury private room. Two men who are darker than Wu Jimao are laughing and joking, and a girl about ten years old is lying on the bed.

The girl was completely unconscious, her outer clothes had been taken off and she was only wearing a pair of underwear.

The two black youths turned around, one in shock, the other in a daze. After a while, they angrily said, "Yellow monkey, this is not the place you should be."

They speak English.

Chang Wei glanced at the military uniform thrown in the corner, raised his gun and shot the man who was speaking with a "bang".

Fortunately, the pillar had not yet stood up and the bullet did not penetrate the abdomen.

The guy covered his crotch and wailed a few times before passing out. The other guy immediately knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and begged, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Chang Wei frowned and asked in English: "Were you not afraid of the shooting and explosion just now?"

"...The Chinese are always fighting and killing each other, they don't dare to offend us."

"There are plenty of women in other places, why are you coming here?"

"Outside, outside...there's nothing so small."

Jiang Hongxia walked in, glanced at the girl on the bed, and raised the gun expressionlessly.