Yan Tong couldn't care about that much.

There are still a few questions lingering in his mind.

"Feilong, I have something wrong. I still don't understand how you stole the conversation between me and Mo Tianxiong. Could you tell me that you also opened that broken peace shop?"

Chen Huimin's nerves were so tense that his ears almost stood up and he was clutching the crutch tightly.

It turns out that the murderer behind the murder of Ah Xiong was really Yan Tong.

Feilong smiled, straightened his collar and said, "Yan Tong, do you still remember that waitress in the hotel?"

Waitress?

Yan Tong's expression was shocked. He had doubted this girl at first.

But that girl only met him once.

Riding a horse, what a damn coincidence, he just chose the right place to meet the flying dragon.

"I'm surprised. Dongxing is so poor that he opens such a shabby restaurant, and he still monitors me?"

Yan Tong spat, tilted his head and smoked heavily, not looking like a policeman.

"That's right Yan Tong, half of the service industry in Hong Kong is under the name of Dongxing. This depends on the guidance of your nephew Yan Zhenqing. If he hadn't come to book a room in advance, how would I have known you would come here? To tell you the truth , before you came, I had already laid out the plan, even if you don't go to the Peace Hotel, I can still know your whereabouts."

Cleverness is mistaken for cleverness, and Yan Tong suddenly realizes that he has been living under the surveillance of Feilong.

The relationship between Feilong and Huang is so good, Huang Zhicheng must know everything about him.

This is no different from taking off your pants and exposing your buttocks to outsiders.

"According to what you said, Mo Tianxiong told me that day that someone used my identity to send him messages to mess with my car. It was also your idea. Was it you who killed my Yan'er?"

Yan Tong was extremely excited. He held a cigarette in his right hand, clenched his left hand into a fist, and punched the table in front of him.

He thought that he was as safe as an old dog when he became the governor of Hong Kong, and then promoted Yan Tong to become the superintendent, and built the Hong Kong Island Police into a political group with Yan Tong as the center.

I never thought that all my dreams would turn into phantoms.

"Don't talk nonsense. Why did I kill Yan Zhenqing? It was Motian Xiong who made him depressed. Motian Xiong came to you to ask for hard work, but you beat him up and painted a big pie for the rattlesnake. Don't think you sent someone to mess with Ren Dahua and Mo Tianxiong. I have no idea......"

Layers of fog were lifted, and Yan Tong's doubts were dispelled.

Feilong actually knew that he had contact with the rattlesnake. This young man was really not simple.

Ating, who is 13k, immediately analyzed the ins and outs of the matter.

So he put his head next to Chen Huimin's ear and whispered: "Mr. Chen, Yan Tong killed Ah Xiong, do you want to silence him?"

Chen Huimin took a deep breath and said: "Don't worry, this Yantong is not simple. He is both a policeman and a murderer. If he is sentenced to death, it will be an explanation for me."

Ating understood instantly and sat on the chair to continue observing the dynamics of the matter.

"Since you know everything, Feilong, tell me how you knew that I contacted Chen Jun. How could you know in advance that he would come to cause trouble?"

At this time, Ayong stood up, holding a bug in his hand and shaking it in front of his eyes.

"Yan Tong, this thing has been installed in your office for a long time. Every word you say will become evidence in court. Your secret is a joke in front of us."

Yan Tong nodded, convinced that he had lost.

He thought he was doing everything perfectly, but he never thought that he was actually a clown.

At this moment, Chen Huimin, who could no longer hold himself back, stood up.

"Your Honor, sentence Yan Tong to death. There is nothing to say. Selling fans and killing people are all capital crimes."

The next second, all the onlookers were booing.

[Look, even he admitted it and sentenced Yan Tong to death! 】

[Today Yan Tong is not dead, and God cannot tolerate it. Your Honor, please make a decision quickly! 】

[This big devil almost escaped just now. Fortunately, someone reported him. Your Honor, I strongly demand that Yan Tong be sentenced to death]

......

The judge looked at Yan Tong, slammed the table, and said loudly: Silence!

"Yan Tong, do you accept the evidence provided by Officer Ren and Mr. Feilong just now?"

boom!

The whole place was extremely quiet.

Everyone is waiting for Yan Tong's answer.

In fact, it can be seen from the judge's eyes that there is no doubt that Yan Tong is guilty of death.

But as the judge, he still gave the defendant a chance to rebut.

Plead guilty?

Yantong's tongue has been growing sideways since he was born. So what if he pleads guilty? Do you still dare to put me to death!

Yan Tong said nothing, still looking for a cigarette from the pocket of the police officer next to him, and then started to smoke.

"Yan Tong, let me ask you one last time, do you admit it?"

The judge slammed the table, his face extremely serious.

Obviously, this is the last chance.

If he remains silent, he assumes that everything the whistleblower said is true.

Yan Tong took a long puff of cigarette, looked up at the sky, and shook his neck. There was no trace of fear on his face.

This abnormal phenomenon is scary. Either the inner fear is to the extreme, or something big is going to happen.

Finally, Yan Tong, who had finished smoking, said disdainfully: "So what, your honor, you are not qualified to judge me. I am the biggest king in Hong Kong Island, and all of you will know how powerful I am."

Ok?

Yan Tong's words were filled with fear and threats.

Could it be that he had helpers or that he had gone crazy.

The judge frowned and made the final decision.

"This court declares that Yan Tong's death sentence will be executed immediately!"

boom!

As the wooden hammer hit, the crowd immediately stood up and clapped their hands.

[It’s not that I didn’t report it, but the big tiger Yan Tong was finally caught before the time came! 】

[Your Honor is so handsome, and the clothes he wore today are so nice. 】

【The French Open is sparse and not missing, Yan Tong, the old fox, has finally been caught! 】

......

Chen Huimin gave the judge a thumbs up with satisfaction.

"Ating, let's go!"

At this time, Yan Tong was extremely angry. No one in Hong Kong dared to judge him. This old guy on the stage must be tired of living!

Lawyer Liu immediately raised his right hand and made an OK gesture.

Two police officers grabbed Yan Tong's sleeves and prepared to send him to death row.

The next second, gunshots were suddenly heard from the chaotic crowd.

Bang, bang!

The two police officers beside Yan Tong were shot in the middle of their eyebrows, and a burst of bright red burst out. Their bodies froze and they fell straight down.

The judge was startled and immediately crouched down and hid under the table.

The other people heard the gunfire and fled, running faster than rabbits.

Huang Zhicheng and Ren Taohua immediately pulled out the guns from their waists.

Yan Tong walked struttingly around the venue, looking at Huang Zhicheng with gloomy eyes: "Huang, Ren, and the little bastards from Dongxing, none of you can escape today."

"Mr. Yan, give it!"

Lawyer Liu threw a piece of clothing in front of Yan Tong.

There are three big words printed on the clothes: body armor.

"Yantong, don't even think about running away!"

Just as Huang Zhicheng and Ren Taohua were about to shoot, dozens of people suddenly rushed towards the door and stopped them.

They were all wearing green military uniforms, holding long guns, steel knives at their waists, wearing safety helmets, and were fully armed. From a distance, they were no different from special forces.

Bang, bang, bang...

Bullets hit Huang Zhicheng like raindrops.

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