"One more vote!" Wang Weiye grinned and looked at "Agent Wen" and others...

In the shop, there is a shrine of Guan Gong, and the flames are jumping.

The manager and others watched the black shadow rush out with their own eyes, and suddenly knocked down "Han Jiang" with a stick. They were startled and all retreated.

"One side!"

"One side!"

Suddenly, the agent took out his pistol and pointed it at Wang Weiye in front of him.

Wang Weiye was undaunted and turned around to take off a red mask on the wall.

The mask is made of red paint and hand-painted to look like a ferocious ghost face, like an evil ghost coming out of hell, bloodthirsty and terrifying.

This is the mask of "Ghost King" Han Jiang!

Wang Weiye raised his hand and took off his mask, covering his face, hooking the straps behind his ears, revealing a pair of crazy eyes.

"Hiss!"

He suddenly turned around and stuck his head in front of the agent: "It's me, the police!"

"No!"

"I am the Ghost King!"

"I am Han Jiang!"

Broker Wen flicked his wrist and almost scared the gun away.

Zha Zhien, the two waiters screamed and took a step back: "Madman! Madman!"

"This fucking man is a lunatic!" Zha Zhien and the waiter looked at the broker next to them. The three of them even forgot to shoot, and were stunned by the ghastly and terrifying scene in front of them.

But Wang Weiye would not be polite to them.

"Crack! Snap!" Wang Weiye was seen holding the agent's gun with both hands, and with a movement of his wrist, he quickly removed the magazine of the agent's pistol.

"Bang!" He punched Agent Wen again and knocked him to the ground.

"Bang! Bang!" Zha Zhien, the waiter and the waiter were about to shoot, but Wang Weiye threw him over his shoulder, turned around and kicked him to the ground.

Wang Weiye showed sharper and faster skills than Han Jiang! This is the result of the training of outstanding graduates of the police academy. Wang Weiye's strength has nowhere to be placed in the police force.

"Madman! Madman!" Manager Wen and others were lying on the ground, covering their lower abdomens, and continued to mutter.

Wang Weiye picked up the pistol, clicked it, inserted the magazine, squatted down, tilted his head while wearing a mask, put the gun on the agent's head, looked at him sideways and said: "I said! Do one more job!"

"Do you want to do it or not?"

Agent Wen gritted his teeth and dared not speak.

He turned his head to look at the waiter Zha Zhien beside him. After exchanging a look with his good brother, he nodded heavily: "Do it!"

They don't care where this lunatic came from. Since Han Jiang can't get the diamond, they can just make another fortune.

Moreover, this lunatic seems to be more powerful than the half-dead Han Jiang. Although it is a bit dangerous, it doesn't matter who he is, as long as he can make money.

What's more, if they don't do it or they will die, they still know very well what choice to make.

"Fuck it, let's do it!" After Wang Weiye got the agent's reply, he looked at the other two people, and the waiters nodded in unison.

Only then did Wang Weiye put away his gun with satisfaction, stood up and pushed open the coffin board, picked up "Han Jiang" on the ground and threw him directly into the coffin.

"Why are you still standing there? Nail the coffin!" Broker Wen shouted, and the remaining two people immediately got up and helped Broker Wen nail the coffin lid.

"Da da da." The shop echoed with the sound of nails, hammers, and coffins being knocked.

The three of them are singles. They just finished approving the new boss and immediately blocked the old boss!

As expected of a one-stop funeral service provider.

Business is all about proficiency!

Wang Weiye opened a cabinet next to him and took out the rifles, grenades, body armor and other weapons inside...

If Han Jiang can do more and more, and grab more and more, there will definitely be no shortage of arms.

Manager Wen, Zha Zhien, and the waiter nailed the coffin, walked to the wall together, and took off their "ghost faces."

Some of them have ghostly faces with green faces and fangs, some are eerie and dark, and some are pale and terrifying.

The three of them each took on their ghost faces, and their temperaments changed, becoming famous evil ghosts and members of the Ghost King's Party!

"Crack!" Wang Weiye threw a shotgun at Broker Wen, who grabbed the shotgun, "clicked" and loaded it.

The three of them quickly got the equipment, each holding a weapon. Agent Wen raised his head and said loudly: "Boss, how do you grab it?"

Robbery also requires planning...

Although this boss looks very fierce, crazy, and capable of robbing, he still needs to have a good plan to avoid any accidents.

Wang Weiye grinned and said: "..."

"Sir, the crime team is ready!" At this time, Miaohua Street, there was a line of articles in front of the store.

Zhuang Shikai was sitting in the car, holding a cigarette and listening to reports from his subordinates.

He came after get off work today to see how the "madman" died!

Just kidding, Mr. Zhuang knew that "Wang Weiye" might be a suspect, so why didn't he send someone to keep an eye on him?

After he suspended Wang Weiye, he again recommended Wang Weiye for psychological counseling, hoping to get Wang Weiye back on the right path.

But Wang Weiye refused psychological counseling and secretly investigated the whereabouts of the Ghost King Party!

Then there is nothing we can do.

You are seeking death!

Don’t blame the boss for not taking advantage of you!

The crazy man wants to die, and there is nothing that can be done to stop him. He can only be satisfied.

Master Zhuang sent a team of intelligence officers to keep an eye on him, and sure enough, they followed the clues and found the Ghost King's stronghold.

One thing to say is that Wang Weiye is still very capable this time. It is estimated that some useful information was obtained from Han Jiang during Han Jiang's blood transfusion treatment, and he was able to directly find the ghost king's gang's lair... After the police identified the ghost king's gang's lair

, naturally will not sit still and wait until the ghost kings plan their next action.

On the contrary, the police acted very quickly, reported directly to the superior, obtained approval, and surrounded Broker Wen's one-stop funeral shop.

After receiving the news, Mr. Zhuang had nothing to do, so he went to the scene to take a look in person.

At this time, Huang Weiyao stood beside the car with his belly puffed out and a rifle in his arms to report to his superiors.

As the operations chief of the Central District, he is now the chief inspector. His figure is much rounder than before, and his face is much thicker.

Zhuang Shikai stretched his hand out of the window, put it on the car door frame, flicked the cigarette ashes, and exhaled: "Action!"

"Yes! Sir!" Huang Weiyao raised his hand and waved: "Act!"

"Act!" Mo Jiahua, Zingmingzai and other Central District serious crime police officers responded solemnly. They leaned down one by one, holding guns in both hands, and quickly moved forward according to the planned route.

Mo Jiahua is the leader of the serious crime team and is responsible for commanding all frontline teams.

Clever Zai, Guang Zai and other sergeant team leaders led the team to break into the attack.

Inspector Chen Zhibin, who was originally the most ferocious and fierce, has rushed to the street.

Zhuang Shikai and Huang Weiyao are naturally in charge of the overall situation and are responsible for holding the battle, and will not play in person.

"We will go to Shih Hing Jewelry in Central tomorrow..." Wang Weiye spoke in a low voice, halfway through explaining his arrogant and arrogant plan.

"Poof!" The door to the coffin shop was knocked open!

The smart boy was wearing a helmet and body armor, and he was carrying a door-breaking hammer, aiming at the lock and hitting it hard!

"Bang!" The rolling shutter door lock was broken with a hammer!

"Da da da." Several crisp sounds sounded.

"Hiss."

"Bang!"

Smoke gas and flash bombs exploded simultaneously.

"ah!"

"My eyes!"

"Police! It's the police!"

In the shop, the ghost king gangsters who had just put on their ghost masks and prepared for a big fight were screaming and shouting loudly.

"Da da da."

"Bang bang bang!"

All three police teams rushed in, aimed their guns, and shot at the enemy.

"Puff puff!" In panic, Zha Zhi'en was shot first, fell to the ground on the spot, and died immediately.
To be continued...