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

But when we got there they refused to admit it and asked for a hundred or two hundred yuan for various reasons. They would also arrange a few people at the destination and beat us up if we didn't pay.

People like them who go out to work cannot compete with others and can only pay the money obediently.

Zhao Dashan looked at the three people in front of him and it seemed that he had been tricked.

He touched the gun on his chest and found it was still there, so he felt relieved.

"Master, how much do you think the fare is? I'll give it to you. How about 100 yuan?" Although he had a gun, he had finally escaped and didn't want to use it if he could avoid it. If a few hundred yuan could solve the problem, he would just consider it a lesson learned.

"100?" The driver suddenly laughed.

"Brother, do you think 100 is enough for me to pull you this far? Also, aren't my two brothers tired of running to this remote place so late at night?"

"100, what are you thinking about? Are you looking for death?" The two younger brothers cooperated well and loudly cursed Zhao Dashan a few times, to make Zhao Dashan understand that he must bleed heavily today.

"Then how much do you say?"

"Take out all the money in your pocket. I saw it when you were eating in the restaurant. It was a thick stack." The leading driver said lightly.

"You saw that I had money, so you came to pull me? Did you plan to rob me from the beginning?" Zhao Dashan asked.

"Nonsense, you migrant worker, do you think I would give you a ride? Ha." The leading driver said with contempt.

These words made Zhao Dashan stunned for a moment. He really couldn't believe it. Why were there so many bad people in this world? They looked down on them for working and even robbed them.

"So you are planning to rob? This is illegal, a serious crime. Aren't you afraid of going to jail?" Zhao Dashan said coldly.

Although he was not well educated, he knew that robbery would result in a prison sentence, especially after the early crackdowns, when robbery was considered a serious crime and a sentence of ten years was possible.

The leading driver sneered, "I didn't expect that this little brother knows the law. It's not simple. But we didn't steal your money. You damaged my car and paid for it. Do you understand?"

He won't admit to robbery, he's not stupid.

"You country bumpkin, hurry up and pay. Are you waiting for us to come up?"

"Hurry up, don't force us to beat you."

The two younger brothers became aggressive again and picked up the iron rods in their hands to scare Zhao Dashan.

Zhao Dashan's face darkened, his hand slowly reached into his arms, and he said slowly: "Aren't you afraid of me yelling? If someone sees you, you're doomed."

"Fuck, why are you talking so much nonsense? There are ghosts everywhere in this place. Forget about shouting. Even if you drop a bomb, no one will know. And you still want to shout, idiot!" one of the younger brothers said impatiently.

Zhao Dashan laughed, and his laugh was a bit weird.

"What the hell are you laughing at? You're like a fool. Hurry up and give me the money." The leading driver saw Zhao Dashan's weird smile and felt a little scared for some reason.

He winked at his two younger brothers, picked up a stone from the ground and prepared to take action. This guy was a little weird and they couldn't delay any longer.

The two younger brothers also understood what their eldest brother meant. Their faces darkened, they turned the iron rods in their hands, and slowly walked towards Zhao Dashan.

Zhao Dashan still had that weird smile on his face. He looked at the three people approaching and said calmly, "If they couldn't hear the bomb, then no one should be able to hear mine either."

After saying that, he pulled out a pistol from his arms, pointed the black muzzle at the three people, and a smile of death appeared on his face.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the three people opposite were stunned. What was happening?

Is this a gun?

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

As a country that bans guns, people in Daxia do not have a strong concept of guns. They know what they look like, but they are not sure whether it is a real gun or a fake one at a glance.

"Come here, why aren't you moving?" Zhao Dashan teased. He kind of liked this feeling, this feeling of having the power of life and death over me.

The driver swallowed nervously and asked tentatively: "Brother, is this fake?"

"Then you try it?" Zhao Dashan pointed the gun at him.

The leading driver was so scared that he quickly covered his head with his hands. It was an instinct, although it was of no use.

"Brother, it must be fake. What are you afraid of? Who has a gun now? He is just trying to scare us. Let's kill him!" Another younger brother encouraged himself, shouted, and rushed forward with an iron rod.

Zhao Dashan's face darkened and he pointed at the younger brother who was rushing towards him without hesitation.

boom!

There was a loud bang, a flash of fire, and a bullet shot out from the muzzle, accurately hitting the younger brother's forehead, going straight through it, and a bloody hole appeared on his head.

The younger brother's eyes gradually lost their luster and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The driver and another guy were already scared silly, it was a real gun!

This seemingly inconspicuous worker actually had a real gun in his hand. It's ridiculous that they wanted to rob people.

The driver knelt down, threw away the stone in his hand, and began to beg for mercy, "Brother, I was wrong. I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. I am a fool."

"If you let me go, I'll give you money. I'll give you all the money."

In front of the gun, he no longer had the will to resist.

Another younger brother also wanted to kneel down, but his feet were numb and he couldn't move, so he could only stand there stupidly.

"What about you?" Zhao Dashan looked at his other younger brother.

When the younger brother saw Zhao Dashan looking at him, he felt as if he was being stared at by a demon. He was so scared that he screamed, dropped the knife and ran away.

Zhao Dashan raised his gun indifferently and took aim.

There was another loud bang, and the younger brother fell to the ground just a few meters after running out, and was shot dead again.

Two shots killed two people. The driver was completely terrified. He didn't dare to look at Zhao Dashan at all. He just kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Zhao Dashan looked at him coldly. He killed two people without any guilt or fear, as if he had just killed two animals.

He didn't understand why he was so cold-blooded. Maybe this was another self hidden in his body.

"Be a good person in your next life and don't bully honest people." Zhao Dashan coldly put the gun to his forehead and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After the gunshots, the dark field returned to silence.

Zhao Dashan packed up his things simply, put on his luggage and walked into the darkness.

The next day, there was a heavy rain in Wuzhou. After the rain, some villagers passed by and found the car still parked there and three cold bodies.

Because it was a gun-related case, the Wuzhou police immediately mobilized a large number of police forces to cordon off the scene and search for evidence. There was originally a grassland there, and it had rained all day, so except for the tire marks, all other footprints were gone.