While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 652
In Pucheng, it was nearly four o'clock in the morning, and the night was dark.

The fireworks show, which lasted for more than half an hour, has come to an end, and the gunshots, like fried beans, have completely stopped in the middle of the fireworks show.

Therefore, all the foreign tourists living in various hotels by the sea and more than [-]% of the Pucheng residents do not know how many people died in the firework show that bloomed at the same time as the fireworks in the night sky in fire.

In a building in the slums, Franco, who killed the leader of the gang with his own hands, rushed to find the leading police officer responsible for arresting Wang Wanhua.

"What's going on!" Franco asked with a frown: "With so many police officers, how could they not be able to kill even one person!"

"There is a discrepancy between the actual situation here and the information." The leading police officer said with an ugly expression, "Wang Wanhua gathered a lot of his men here, and our actions met with fierce resistance."

"After killing all the resisters, Wang Wanhua escaped through the tunnel in the basement."

Franco was surprised: "Authentic?"

"That's right." The leading police officer pointed to the direction of the basement: "There were three other people with him, but the tunnel was blown down when we chased it in."

"Those three people didn't expect that there was a bomb in the tunnel, and after being abandoned by Wang Wanhua, they started suicidal resistance, which caused us a lot of trouble."

"Damn it!" Franco slammed his fist against the wall and asked after taking a few heavy breaths, "What about the casualties?"

The leading police officer thought for a moment and replied: "One person was seriously injured and three were slightly injured."

Franco thought for a while and said decisively: "Remember, in the process of arresting Wang Wanhua, five people died and eight were seriously injured. You arrange it. The Qin Xia delegation cannot find any loopholes, understand!"

The leading police officer immediately understood: "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Franco patted the shoulder of the leading police officer, and began to think about how to deal with Song He and his party.

Boom!

Suddenly, two gunshots came from a distance, instantly awakening Franco from his thoughts.

"Follow me!" Without even thinking about it, Franco yelled at the surprised leading police officer, picked up his gun and rushed towards the place where the gunfire sounded!

……

Fifteen minutes ago, far away from the leading police officers carrying out the task of arresting Wang Wanhua, there was an extremely inconspicuous dark cabin, the door was slightly opened, and two bloodshot eyes approached the crack of the door.

This is a pair of eyes with obvious Asian features, mixed with too many complex emotions, the most of which are fear, nervousness and an uncontrollable desire to survive.

But even so, the owner of the eyes still shrank behind the door very cautiously, carefully observing the dirty and messy street outside the door that had just returned to silence.

And if Song He were present, he would definitely be able to recognize at first sight that this Asian man with a slim figure and a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks was exactly the target of their trip, Wang Wanhua!
At this time, Wang Wanhua was in a panic, wearing only a set of pajamas, holding a pistol tightly in his hand, breathing quickly and disorderly, obviously just stopped from the rapid running.

"This group of idiots!" Wang Wanhua spit out a deep Qin Xia language, full of hatred and anger: "I just said that something is wrong in the police station! Everyone knows how to spend time and drink! They don't even dig escape tunnels! A bunch of idiots Beep!"

As he spoke, Wang Wanhua glanced at the tunnel exit behind him that had not been closed in time, and snorted coldly: "Chase! Do you think I'm easy to bully? I'll bury you sons of bitches alive! Go eat the dirt!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he squatted down and came to the corner of the house, skillfully peeled away the bricks on the ground, dug a few handfuls of soil, and then took out a sealed suitcase.

Press the password to open the suitcase, and a few disguised clothes and a stack of documents appear in the box, as well as rolls of banknotes tied with rubber bands.

Simply changing into clothes, shoes and hats, Wang Wanhua stabilized his mind a little, and with a gun in one hand and a suitcase in the other, he quickly walked out of the dark hut and walked towards the city in a detour.

Walking cautiously for a while, just as he half-stepped a corner, a black lacquered wooden cane suddenly protruded from the shadow behind the corner, and the tip of the stick hit Wang Wanhua's forehead directly like a spirit snake coming out of a hole!
Benedict!
Wang Wanhua, who was caught off guard, was poked in the face, which made him subconsciously raise his gun and shoot when he was already terrified and nervous!

However, before he had the thought of pulling the trigger, a strong sense of dizziness rushed into his mind, and then he fell to the ground softly like mud.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, Wang Wanhua's terrified eyes glanced at the shadow of the corner.I saw a rather bloated fuzzy figure retreating a long way on guard, and hid behind a low wall in the blink of an eye, as if he was guarding the pistol in his hand.

WTF……

With many doubts, Wang Wanhua finally passed out completely.

It wasn't until Wang Wanhua closed his eyes that Song He came out from behind the low wall.

I saw that his body was bulging at this time, and he was a lot fatter than usual, especially the motorcycle helmet on his head, which tightly covered his entire head, and there was no leak.

The reason for this attire is entirely because Song He was worried about his own safety, so he exchanged a large number of bulletproof props from the murderer system to wear on his body.

There are three layers of bulletproof vests in the style of daily vests, more than one bulletproof shirt and bulletproof jacket, and he even wears two bulletproof long johns and two bulletproof jeans, not to mention the small bulletproof triangle that protects key parts.

If it wasn't for the bulletproof gloves and the helmet, he couldn't wear the second layer, Song He would definitely add several more layers to himself!
After leaning over to observe for a while, Song He poked Wang Wanhua's head twice again with his stun cane, and then began to set up the scene.

A moment later, Wang Wanhua was lying on the ground in an unnatural position, the suitcase was thrown aside, and the hand holding the gun and the other hand were bent awkwardly, as if he had waved it in a hurry.

And Wang Wanhua's forehead also had a wound caused by the impact because Song He supported him and slammed into the corner of the wall. A small stream of blood snaked down his forehead and seeped into the ground that was in close contact with him.

As a result, the whole scene completely showed the appearance of Wang Wanhua accidentally falling down while running in a hurry.

After setting up the scene, Song He checked it carefully and saw that there were no flaws, so he listened carefully to the movement from the night sky.

Soon, Song He bent over, covered Wang Wanhua's gun-holding hand with his gloved palm, and pressed his finger to pull the trigger!

Boom!

After two shots, Song He immediately left the scene quickly without looking back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A few minutes later, Franco with a submachine gun brought people to the scene arranged by Song He, and instantly found Wang Wanhua fainted on the ground.

After the police officers searched the surrounding area and reported nothing abnormal, Franco came to Wang Wanhua's side, squatted down cautiously, and slowly turned Wang Wanhua's face against the ground!

"Wang Wanhua!"

Franco exhaled in surprise in his heart, and the leading police officer on the side also froze for a moment.

"Quick! Take him away!" Franco said decisively: "This man is very cunning, don't give him a chance to escape!"

After the police officers dragged Wang Wanhua away, Franco carefully looked at Song He's carefully arranged scene, and suddenly smiled relaxedly: "Looks like even luck is on our side!"

(End of this chapter)