Second floor interior.
Qin Yu didn't have time to dilly-dally with Uncle San, going up and smashing two gun handles on the other man's head, Zhu Wei then handcuffed him.
"Go, go, go."
Qin Yu tugged at Uncle San and rushed downstairs at a very hurried pace, shouting, "No need to chase after the small fish and shrimp, the captured ones will be taken away right away, don't waste time."
As he shouted, Qin Yu and Zhu Wei had already rushed out of the marketplace, dragging Uncle San with them. While Ma Lao Er, who was being held down outside, was like an animal, opening his mouth and biting Qi Lin's palm, shouting like a madman, "F*cking Nima, cop out, those Superintendent's men are here again."
As soon as the street was flooded with movement, the drug dealers in the neighborhood immediately rushed out with their weapons. But Qin Yu had already made arrangements before he came, he saw Ma Lao Er open his mouth and shouted, he swung his arms round and smashed the butt of his gun on Ma Lao Er's mouth with a bang.
"Ow!"
Ma Lao Er rolled on the ground in pain, spat out two incisors with a twist of his head, and his lip was knocked out a bloody hole.
"Go sideways." Qin Yu took a step across the road at the back of the store, waving his hand and urging, "Don't be so damn grouchy, taking five kilograms of dirty goods would be enough to sentence them to a grand slam. What are you guys carrying boxes for, dumb asses?!"
Naive old black heard this before throwing away the box, dragged up two bags of antiviral drugs, the pace of fast running into the opposite side of the road into the hutong.
On the street, heads were swarming, and dozens of people rushed over with great strides.
"Hyper hyper hyper hyper!"
Qin Yu shot three times at the crowd, but surprisingly, the other party still didn't disperse, still charging forward as if they were crazy, and shooting back as well.
"Damn, these drug dealers don't want to die." Qin Yu was stuck at the mouth of the alleyway, and once he saw that he couldn't suppress the scene even if he discharged his gun, he immediately turned around and ran.
A dozen seconds later, the crowd had just crossed the narrow alleyway when they heard two shrill brakes squealing.
"Get in the car." Old Black and Little Six drove the two cars and pushed open the doors and shouted.
Qin Yu and the others didn't dare to linger, stuffing Ma Lao Er, Uncle San, and the two accomplices into the police cars, flipping over and jumping into the rear bucket.
There are two types of police cars in the black neighborhood, one is a seven-seater cross-country, and the other is a five-seater pickup truck with a bucket, while the pure sedan type of police car is only for some senior cadres, such as Director Li, who are qualified to ride, and usually patrols can not be seen at all. Because this year, we all pay attention to affordable, practical, and not too many resources for you to pretend B pose. But it is also good that the construction of the police car is more affordable, at least there is a bucket can ride, otherwise the crowd must not be able to squeeze in the car space.
"Weng!"
After the crowd got on the car, the old black foot will gas pedal to the bottom, with the fastest speed to run to the outer edge of the dirt street rushed.
In the midst of the two cars traveling quickly, gunshots rang out almost non-stop. The car was riddled with holes, the three groups of two Thai G brothers, due to sitting on the outside, basically all suffered different degrees of gunshot wounds.
"Shit, no need to straddle, whoever stops in front of the car, just drive and hit me." Qin Yu crouched inside the bucket of the car and shouted.
Old Black didn't dare to raise his head normally to look forward, he only lowered his head over the steering wheel, and after continuously adjusting the front end of the car and knocking over several people, the crowd rushing across the street slowly collapsed.
The car sped at full power through the area of Dirt Cinder Street for roughly a minute or so before it was completely rushed out. Qin Yu glanced back at the hundreds of people still chasing after him and wiped the sweat from his face, sighing, "If this place is not managed well, it's hard to say what the pattern of Songjiang will be."
"Snap!"
Just as he finished speaking, Qin Yu heard a crunching sound on his head, followed by a painful sensation.
"Bullshit, bro!" Zhu Wei shouted after slapping Qin Yu, "You're not small in the guts, this whole backstabbing thing is beautiful."
Qin Yu frowned and swept a glance at the other party and did not say anything.
...
At ten o'clock in the evening, inside the Superintendent's office building.
After Qin Yu finished stitching up his injured palm in the sanitary room, he stepped into the arraignment room.
Ma Lao Er sat dangling on the floor, squinting at Qin Yu: "You are in trouble, not more than three hours ...."
"Boom!"
Qin Yu raised his foot and stomped on Ma Lao Er's head in a simple and rough manner.
"F*ck!"
Elder Ma's head knocked against the wall as he was kicked, and his eyes were suddenly starry.
"Five hundred people aren't good, are they?"
"Boom!"
"Dirt Street, you're the best, aren't you?"
"Boom!"
"Fuck you, you're the best?"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Qin Yu cursed while kicking Ma Lao Er's head seven or eight times, the other party had already collapsed on the ground and went into shock, his nostrils flushed with blood and his body convulsed.
"Come on, get some cool water and douse Ma's hot blood quickly." Qin Yu turned around and shouted at Old Black.
Old Black didn't hesitate to go to the bathroom and fetch a poke of dirty water with ice inside, and poured it on Ma Lao Er's head with a splash.
It took less than half a minute for Ma Lao Er's eyes to look refreshed.
Qin Yu stepped on Ma Lao Er's calf, bent down and asked him, "Are you willing to watch the frog jump?"
Ma Lao Er's eyes were now looking at Qin Yu with slight fear, and his mouth no longer dared to speak hard words.
"Kneel!" Qin Yu suddenly roared.
Elder Ma was startled and instantly dodged back a bit.
"I'll let you kneel." Qin Yu pointed at the ground and roared with prismatic eyes.
Ma Lao Er was dumbfounded and stammered, "Don ... t make it too ugly, okay?"
Qin Yu sniffed and immediately raised his right leg.
"Pouncing!"
Before the foot could kick on Ma Lao Er's head, he immediately got up and knelt on the floor.
"Kneeling frog jump. I'm not satisfied, you can't stop, stop and I'll kick you." Qin Yu grabbed Ma Lao Er's hair and said word for word, "Do you understand?"
Two minutes later, Ma Lao Er gritted his teeth and frog jumped in the house with a double knee position, "Good ... good man is not a loss ... Damn, I admit it."
...
Outside the door.
"Overtime trial tonight ah?" Qi Lin asked.
"No, it is time to sleep and sleep." Qin Yu shook his head and returned, "Let's hang out overnight first, tomorrow morning we'll interrogate those two little ones first to get the evidence, or else Ma Lao Er and what's-his-name, Uncle San, definitely won't throw up. These two have been doing this for more than a day or two at a glance."
"Understood." Qi Lin nodded and asked, "Then you go back to the newly rented house to live, I send you?"
"No, I'll stay here tonight." Qin Yu shook his head, "Feel free to make do for the night and work tomorrow morning."
"Good."
After the two of them talked for two sentences, Qin Yu turned around and went to the washroom.
...
Inside an entertainment center on Black Street.
Yuan Ke picked up the phone and asked with a bit of shock in his eyes, "Really? Qin Yu led a team to Dirt Street to arrest someone, and he even got it? ... Oh, this kid is really giving me some surprises."