The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

Song Qingyang strode to the place where several wooden boxes were placed aside, opened the boxes, took out two heavy weapons from inside, and handed them to Bo Yunkuan.

Bo Yunkuai took it and gave Jiang Li a hand. The two exchanged a look, and walked out quickly.

Everyone else in the house also picked up their weapons and prepared to go out.

Song Qingyang took a step behind, and stopped the person who had looked twice before, "Stay behind, and report any movement by phone in time."

"Master Song..."

The man was stunned, "Do you still need to stay here? I didn't receive such an order before."

Song Qingyang looked at him expressionlessly.

The man looked at him with a mocking smile, "Master Song, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

Song Qingyang didn't say much, hummed, and rushed out quickly.

Outside the yard, he called Lu Li.

……

He came a step too late, and the people from the ninth bureau had already rushed into the pickled mustard workshop. A few people who were temporarily separated went out to notify the nearby residents. .

An angry Tang Jiming yelled, "What are you looking at? What time is it? If you want to kill yourself, go back to me!"

Not only did the people on the wall not move, but they looked at Tang Jiming more vigorously.

Seeing this, Song Qingyang took out his eating tool without saying a word, loaded it, and shot towards several walls.

"Bang bang bang" several times.

Several people screamed repeatedly, shrank back in fright, and cursed in the yard, but did not dare to poke their heads out again.

Tang Jiming glanced at Song Qingyang unexpectedly, "You, don't you think your method is too drastic? What if you shoot someone..."

"I'm going to drive with my feet and head! If they don't retreat, they will be discovered by Duan Cheng's people. If you give them a blow, that will be fatal!" Song Qingyang said without changing his expression.

Tang Jiming choked for a moment, "It is expressly stipulated that ordinary people should not be frightened, you can wait to write a review."

Song Qingyang ignored him, went back to back with him, and exchanged magazines, "Where is the boss and sister-in-law?"

"We broke in with Lao Feng, let us stay here to prevent anyone from escaping."

Song Qingyang nodded.

"When will that boy Lu Li come?"

"10 minutes."

"It would be great if Duan Yao was here, and he would be arrested directly. This group of people has no leader, and it would be much easier to destroy the group." Tang Jiming rubbed his cheeks and said whimsically.

"It's a beautiful idea." Song Qingyang looked around carefully, not letting go of any of them, while beating Tang Zhiming.

Back to back, the two of them scanned the shadowy corners outside the mustard shop, and heard the sound of footsteps walking towards this side in the distance.

"Lu Li is here?" Tang Jiming looked over.

Two minutes later, people came into sight, and it was indeed Lu Li who came to support him with people from the Security Bureau.

Tang Jiming cursed, "What are you doing?"

"Did the two of them go in?" Lu Li quickly walked over and asked.

Song Qingyang said yes, "It's been five minutes since I went in."

Lu Li nodded, "The five of you stay here and listen to their orders. The rest follow me in."

A group of people rushed into the mustard workshop with weapons.

At this moment, all the lights in the mustard workshop courtyard were extinguished, and only the thin moonlight above the head and some faint lights from the street not far away could make out the outline in the dark.

Suddenly, there was a choking sound in a certain room.

Lu Li's footsteps paused, signaling his subordinates to walk more lightly, and lead them closer carefully.

When people approached, the courtyard lights suddenly turned on, and Bao Yuncao and Jiang Li walked out of the house backwards.

Feng Shangchen's usual paralyzed face was so gloomy that it could freeze.

After him, a middle-aged man with explosives all over his body and a lighter in one hand came out!

this person...