In the garbage dump, after Lao Yang fired a warning shot, Da Xiong still did not stop, just buried his head, relying on his familiarity with the surrounding terrain, and ran desperately.
Of the five people behind, Tang Baiqing and Lao Yang were not in good physical condition, but among the remaining police officers, there were young and strong guys. They ran very fast and were flexible, and could climb over small garbage piles, guardrails and other obstacles to take shortcuts.
Da Xiong's physical fitness was undoubtedly unquestionable, but he was too heavy, so he did not run very fast and was clumsy.
After the two sides ran for more than a hundred meters, Da Xiong looked back and saw that two people had caught up. He originally wanted to climb over the railings and get into the scrap collection point with complex terrain next to him, but it was obviously too late at this moment.
"Swoosh!"
Da Xiong braked suddenly, turned his head and got into the alley behind the outer wall, stroking the wet and narrow road, and prepared to continue running forward.
"Bang!"
The police officers chasing behind were faster. One of them held a gun, and the other held a narrow angle iron picked up from the road. They jumped up and hit Daxiong on the back.
Daxiong was hit so hard that his body leaned forward unconsciously. His steps were a little confused, and his legs stumbled. He hit the side wall with a thud.
As soon as the speed slowed down, the two people behind rushed up in an instant. One of them shouted with a gun: "Don't move, I'll kill you if you move!"
"I told you to run!"
Although the other police officer saw that Daxiong was as strong as an iron tower, he still swung the angle iron with both hands and hit Daxiong's right leg several times in a row.
The solid angle iron, if it hit an ordinary person, it might knock him down in one go, but after Daxiong was hit four or five times, he was still standing, not falling down, and even raised his knees to avoid.
"Hualala!"
In just two or three seconds, Tang Baiqing, Lao Yang and the other three also chased in breathlessly.
At the entrance of the dim alley, Tang Baiqing was holding a shovel in his hand. When he looked up and saw Daxiong, he was stunned for a moment, then rushed over with red eyes, gritting his teeth and cursing: "CNM, I told you to run! Ah? I told you to run!"
As the curses rang out, Tang Baiqing rushed into the alley, swinging a shovel in both hands, standing on the periphery and hitting Daxiong's head non-stop.
"Run? Fuck you, you're looking for trouble for us on New Year's Day?! I'll kill you!" Tang Baiqing was beating him while yelling wildly.
Later, Lao Yang and another police officer also rushed in, and also surrounded Daxiong and beat him violently to vent their anger.
Daxiong curled up in front of the wall, shouting: "Stop... stop hitting... stop hitting!"
"Stop hitting? Fuck you! I didn't go home for the New Year because of you, you bastard. I'm going to kill you!"
"Kneel down, put your hands down, don't protect your head!"
"...!"
The five people were already furious. They all participated in the Tang Baiqing case. The psychological pressure in the past few days was unprecedented, especially Tang Baiqing, the madman. He vented all his unhappy emotions in recent times on Daxiong with a shovel and violence.
Daxiong might be able to hold on if he was beaten by one person, but no one could stand it if five adults were beaten with weapons!
Daxiong was knocked down, with blood all over his head, neck, cheeks, and arms. He was twitching on the ground while protecting his head.
After everyone vented their anger, Lao Yang wiped the sweat off his face, pointed the gun at Da Xiong with his right hand, frowned and ordered: "Put on the handcuffs."
As soon as the voice fell, two police officers reached out and pressed Da Xiong's arms, and one of them pulled off the handcuffs and was about to handcuff him.
When Da Xiong heard that the other party was going to put handcuffs on him, he suddenly reacted and struggled violently: "Don't...don't wear it...Brother Tang, I...I'll go home and tell my parents...I'll return your money...I beg you, don't send me to that place again...I don't want to go back. Please spare me...I will die there!"
"Spare you? Who the hell spared me?!" Tang Baiqing hit Da Xiong's head with a shovel and cursed crazily: "This time I will sentence you to at least fifteen years, you son of a bitch!"
"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move again!" The police officer holding Da Xiong was still threatening him.
Daxiong resisted violently, relying on his own strength, swinging his arms and shouting: "You...you let me go...let...let me do anything! I will...work like a cow and a horse for you...I will definitely return the 700,000 yuan to you."
"Don't move, I told you not to move!" The policeman couldn't even hold down Daxiong's arm with his two hands.
"Let...let me go!" Daxiong shouted desperately.
Several people tore at the wall for a long time. Lao Yang looked at Daxiong and shouted with gritted teeth: "Xiaogang, get out of the way!"
The policeman holding the handcuffs immediately retreated upon hearing the sound.
"Little idiot, you dare to fight back?!" Lao Yang pointed the muzzle of the gun at Daxiong's left calf and pulled the trigger directly.
"Kang!"
The gun went off, and a cloud of blood mist burst out of Daxiong's left calf.
"Ah!!!"
The screams spread throughout the garbage dump.
Old Yang held a gun and cursed fiercely: "Do you believe it? If I kill you here, no one will hold you accountable. It would be a waste of time if I kill you?!"
Tang Baiqing, who was standing next to him, suddenly reacted when he heard this and said instantly: "Yes, just kill him. If the fugitive resists arrest, we can save a lot of trouble when we go back."
Old Yang glanced at Tang Baiqing: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Tang Baiqing glanced at Da Xiong on the ground and shoveled him: "If you dare to move again, I will kill you immediately!"
On the ground, Da Xiong looked up through the gap between the two police officers and saw Tang Baiqing's ferocious facial expression.
The severe pain in his legs, the fear of handcuffs, the despair of human nature, and the various experiences in the past two decades, at this moment, gathered into countless negative emotions, instantly igniting the resentment that Da Xiong had suppressed for a long time.
"Ah!!!"
Screams resounded under the two policemen. Daxiong saw that the other party was still trying to hold down his arms and handcuff him, and he instinctively struggled with all his strength.
"Bang!"
The policeman on the left didn't hold Daxiong down, and was pushed to the ground.
"Don't catch me! I... I won't go back!" Daxiong struggled to sit up, and pushed the other man away with red eyes.
"Don't move!"
Tang Baiqing swung the shovel and hit Daxiong's arm again.
Daxiong blocked with his left arm, and fumbled on the ground with his right hand. In an instant, he grabbed a hard object, and then without thinking, he ran directly at the policeman in front of him and stabbed it.
"Puff!"
It was fate. At this moment, the policeman who was squatting opposite Daxiong was pierced through the neck by a pair of iron pliers that smashed the wall.
"Gudong!"
The man fell on his back on the spot, and the police officer covered his neck and twitched all over.
"You dare to fight back!" Tang Baiqing was standing half a meter away at the moment. The alley was very dark. He thought the police officer was pushed down by Daxiong. He didn't see the other party's neck being stabbed for a while, and then he swung the shovel to hit again.
"Bang!"
Daxiong suddenly jumped up, still holding the iron pliers in his hand.
Tang Baiqing, who had just stepped forward, was pushed away by Daxiong's body. He stepped back and looked down. Although the police officer covered his neck with both hands, the blood between his fingers could not stop gushing out.
Next to him, Lao Yang, who had been pointing a gun at Daxiong, was also stunned.
Daxiong suddenly jumped up, and his body was close to the other two police officers, because the other party just wanted to press his arms and handcuff him.
"Pah!"
Daxiong grabbed a man on the left, and his body was a head and a half taller than the other man when he stood up. His mind was blank at this moment, and he stabbed the other man's head with the iron pliers in his right hand.
"Don't move!" Lao Yang stepped back, shouting in panic with his gun. He moved the muzzle left and right, but saw his colleague entangled with Daxiong.
After Daxiong stabbed the policeman in front of him four or five times, he turned his head suddenly when he heard Lao Yang's shout, and rushed towards him without hesitation.
"Kang!"
Although Lao Yang saw his colleague standing with Daxiong, he was so scared at the moment that he fired the gun completely in self-protection, and didn't think about his colleague's life or death at all.
The two were only one step away, and Daxiong rushed over, grabbed Lao Yang's wrist with his left hand, and pressed it down hard.
"Kang Kang Kang!"
The rapid sound of gunfire rang out, and the quilt on the ground was hit and dust was stirred up.
"Don't...don't...!"
The strength of Lao Yang's arm was no match for Da Xiong. He tried to lift his arm twice but failed. He was completely panicked and retreated to beg for mercy.
"Puff, puff..."
Da Xiong held the iron pliers and almost rode on Lao Yang, stabbing him three or four times in the neck and head.
"Gudong!"
Lao Yang fell on his back.
Beside him, the remaining police officer and Tang Baiqing were already scared. Although they didn't see how the first person lay down, they saw the scene of Lao Yang and the other person being stabbed with their own eyes!
Before Lao Yang fell, the iron pliers in Da Xiong's hand almost pierced the right half of the former's face and tore it apart alive.
"Don't...you...you don't...!" The only remaining police officer kept retreating, and his body was leaning against the wall without knowing it. He frantically touched the holster, and he couldn't pull out the gun after three attempts.
Daxiong turned around and rushed to the other person. With his left hand, he pressed down his gun-holding arm, raised the pliers with his right hand again, and stabbed the other person's neck three times.
"Sizzle!"
The blood vessels burst, and blood spurted at least 20 to 30 centimeters high. The police officer wailed, covered his neck and fell to the ground, his body struggling violently on the ground.
Tang Baiqing, holding a shovel in his hand, stared at Daxiong in amazement, and turned around and ran away.
Daxiong chased after him in two steps, grabbed Tang Baiqing's collar from the back, and only took a step back. The other person fell to the ground with a thud.
"Don't...don't...Wu Shixiong, don't kill me, I beg you!"
Daxiong took a step sideways and rode on Tang Baiqing's body, looking down at him, roaring, stuttering and shouting: "...all, all human beings, why...why are you all bullying me? Why do you all want to bully me?!!"
"Wu...Wu Shixiong, I...I won't let you go back to the detention center, and I don't want the money..."
"Why don't you have any sympathy...sympathy?" Daxiong held Tang Baiqing's head with his left hand, and said with empty eyes: "It feels bad to have no...no resistance, right? I killed someone, this time I really killed, and you are not the only one."
"Wu Shixiong!!!"
"Puff!"
Daxiong swung his arm suddenly, and the iron pliers directly penetrated Tang Baiqing's neck, and the latter was nailed to the ground.
"Gulp!"
After two seconds, blood began to flow out of Tang Baiqing's mouth and nose.
Daxiong stood up, picked up the shovel beside him, and carefully aimed the shovel blade at Tang Baiqing's neck, slowly raised his arm, and swung it down suddenly.
"Swish!"
The shovel passed, and half of Tang Baiqing's neck was chopped off.
Daxiong did not run away. He walked around the five people with the shovel and chopped each person's neck several times.
Under the moonlight, Daxiong was covered in blood, with a bullet in his leg and his arm scratched by Lao Yang's gun. He looked back at the road he came from, his eyes empty.
The jump from the second floor of the police station hospital was Daxiong's first resistance to life.
Killing five people in the garbage dump alley was an explosive eruption of his negative emotions that had been suppressed for nearly twenty years.
The shovel cut through all kinds of past, and from then on he drew his own life!
A young man with slow thinking and clumsy movements, just like this, with a lot of hostility, roared into this world.
…
Two hours later, in Sinalo Village.
Xu Er was hiding in Liang Feng's house and had fallen asleep.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
A phone rang loudly, and Xu Er suddenly woke up and looked at Liang Feng, who immediately picked up the phone on the bed and replied: "It's... it's Lao Hei!"
"Answer it, what do you want to ask him?" Xu Er replied.
Liang Feng answered the phone: "Hello? Big brother!"
"I'm in Sinalo, at the intersection on the west side of the main street of your village." The man on the phone said in a low voice: "Come out and find me now."
Liang Feng was completely stunned.
Liang Feng had just called Lao Hei about five or six hours ago, and the latter said that he would arrive in the next few days, but who would have thought that Lao Hei would be here in a few hours!