As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

I saw Zhao Dashan standing at the door with a red face. It was obvious that he had drunk something. I guess he was drunk and acted crazy. Such a coward should be made to recognize who he really is.

When the other three saw that it was Zhao Dashan, they also sneered. Dahu was about to go over and drive Zhao Dashan away.

Zhao Haiquan stood up and said, reeking of alcohol, "I'll do it."

He walked crookedly to Zhao Dashan, tilted his head and smiled, "Dashan, nephew, what's the matter? You have too much money, do you want to give me more?"

"Ah, haha." Zhao Haiquan raised his right hand and gently patted Zhao Dashan on the face, smiling triumphantly.

Zhao Dashan was slapped in the face by Zhao Haiquan, but he didn't try to dodge and just stood there like a fool and took the beating.

Seeing Zhao Dashan not daring to resist, the other three people who were eating looked at each other and burst into laughter.

A bear is a bear. He drinks some wine and thinks he can become a hero.

Seeing Zhao Dashan being so foolish and not resisting, Zhao Haiquan was tired of beating him. He slapped him hard and shouted, "Get out of here, bastard."

Zhao Dashan, who was originally numb, suddenly moved when he heard the word "bastard".

He let out a beast-like roar from his throat, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and he shouted loudly: "I'm not going to live anymore!"

Then the hatchet hidden behind him drew an arc and hit Zhao Haiquan's shoulder heavily.

Zhao Dashan was quite strong, and after drinking, his explosive power was even stronger. With one chop, the entire hatchet was stuck on Zhao Haiquan's shoulder.

Zhao Haiquan was stunned at first, looking at the hatchet on his shoulder in disbelief. What happened?

I was chopped off?

Then a piercing pain spread throughout his body.

"Ah——" He screamed miserably, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees. Blood spurted out from his shoulders, instantly dyeing most of his body red.

A stream of blood spurted directly from Zhao Haiquan onto Zhao Dashan's face, and a bloody smell penetrated into his nostrils.

Blood, this is the taste of blood.

Instead of being afraid when he saw the blood, Zhao Dashan became even more excited.

He grabbed the hatchet, kicked Zhao Haiquan to the ground, and swung the hatchet at Zhao Haiquan's face.

The hatchet was deeply embedded in Zhao Haiquan's skull. Zhao Haiquan stared at Zhao Dashan with his eyes wide open. Until his death, he never figured out why this coward had changed.

"dad!"

"dad!"

"Old Zhao!"

It was not until then that the three people at the dinner table realized that Zhao Haiquan, who had just been drinking with them, had died in front of them.

He was killed by that honest and cowardly Zhao Dashan.

Dahu picked up a wine bottle on the table and threw it at Zhao Dashan.

Zhao Dashan roared angrily and did not dodge. He directly used the Iron Head Skill to charge forward. There was a dull "bang" sound, and the wine bottle hit Zhao Dashan's head hard, instantly making a hole and blood flowing out.

With a "clang", the wine bottle fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Zhao Dashan suddenly yelled in pain, and he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he stepped on Zhao Haiquan's face and pulled the hatchet directly off Zhao Haiquan's face with great force.

Then he turned around, and the hatchet drew a semicircle in the air along his body and hit Da Hu's head hard.

Da Hu groaned, his whole face fell on the dining table, and a big bloodstain appeared on the back of his head.

Zhao Dashan's face and body were now covered in blood, like a man fished out of a sea of ​​blood. It was hard not to feel fear when seeing him.

Erhu and Director Li saw that things were not looking good and that this guy was quite fierce, so they instinctively shrank back.

"Don't come over here, I...I have a gun." Chief Li reached hard towards his waist. He did carry a gun today, but now that he was drunk, he would never open that button.

"Gun! You want to kill me? What kind of policeman are you? You only know how to work with the village chief to trick me, and you still want to kill me? I'll kill you first!"

Zhao Dashan took two steps at a time and chopped down at Chief Li.

Poor Chief Li was still unbuttoning his clothes when Zhao Dashan slashed him on the neck, and blood from his aorta spurted out like a fountain.

"Ah-ah-ah-" Director Li tried to cover the wound while trembling, but he couldn't hold it in place. In just a few seconds, a large pool of blood formed on the ground.

Zhao Dashan let the blood flow to his feet. He sneered, raised his knife, and chopped Director Li to the ground.

At this time, Erhu, the only survivor, was scared silly. Although he was good at fighting, he only used it to bully the honest people in the village. At most, he could chop a few times, but he had never killed anyone.

Especially such a bloody scene, three people died, blood was all over the floor, and the whole room was filled with the smell of blood.

Erhu collapsed to the ground, feeling his stomach churning.

With a "vomit" sound, he vomited. Few people can stand this smell.

Zhao Dashan squatted down and took a holster from Chief Li's waist. Inside was a police pistol and a magazine.

He smiled, and imitated what he saw on TV, pulling back the bolt to load the gun, then turning the muzzle and pointing it at Erhu in the corner.

After vomiting, Erhu saw the gun pointed at him and was so scared that he knelt down in front of Zhao Dashan.

"Brother Dashan, don't kill me. It was my father and my brother's idea, as well as that of Director Li. It was all their idea. I didn't mean to deal with you."

"Please spare me, please spare me."

Erhu kept kneeling down and begging for mercy from Zhao Dashan. It is human nature to be afraid of death, and he was afraid too.

At this time, Zhao Dashan had recovered from his drunken state and his mind was a little clearer. He looked around coldly, as if he had done all this.

He killed someone, he committed a crime.

But he doesn't seem to regret it. These people deserve to be killed.

Zhao Dashan raised his pistol again and pointed it at Erhu.

boom!

The crisp sound of a gunshot was drowned out by the lively wine tables in each household, and was treated by everyone as an ordinary sound of firecrackers that disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Erhu had a big black hole on his forehead, blood was gushing out, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and he fell down.

After doing all this, Zhao Dashan calmed down completely. Looking at the four people lying on the ground and the blood all over the ground, he knew that murder was a capital crime. He didn't want to clean up the mess anymore and waited for someone to catch him.

He picked up the wine from the table and took a few sips, then ate two pieces of meat. You have to say, the meat was delicious, much more delicious than instant noodles.

A few minutes had passed since he started eating, and Zhao Dashan discovered that no one had come, as if no one had noticed the gunshot at all.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers from children playing outside was heard, and he realized that the gunshots should have been mistaken for the sound of firecrackers.