I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years

I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years Chapter 172

2022-03-09

Chapter 172 Mistakes, Take Your Life

"Adu!" Huang Zhiming was excited when he saw Du Zhenghui holding a gun to his temples Taking a step forward, he raised his hand to persuade: "Don't do stupid things!"

"Yellow sir!" But Adu smiled miserably, wearing a military uniform and a police rank, and holding an impressively Police point thirty-eight.

Here's his gun.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do good things, it made it difficult for you, and gave the young and the young a chance." Adu squeezed the trigger with his index finger, and pressed the muzzle with a little more force. Into the skin, loudly said: "But I'm right!"

"I'm a soldier, they are thieves, it's only natural for the police to kill the young and dangerous!" body, shouting loudly.

"Adu, put down the gun now, I'll take you back to the police station, everything has a chance." Huang Zhiming stopped abruptly, stepped back slightly, and shouted with a trembling expression.

After all the police officers said "shua~ shua~ shua~", Qi Qi raised all the muzzles of their guns, and now the target is so excited that the muzzle of the gun against the head may turn to them at any time, The front-line troops who face criminals all year round, every action is based on their own safety.

While Du Zhenghui faced twenty black muzzles, his expression was frantic, like a madman, and he shouted: "Put down the gun?"

"Put down the gun for what? Kill the thief!"

He twitched his nose, two lines of yellow snot still running down his nostrils, and he couldn't stop the drug addiction.

"I'm just killing criminals who break the law, a bunch of rotten boys! Throwing on the street! What's wrong!" Du Zhenghui asked loudly: "Huang sir, do you think I'm wrong, why did you take me back to the police station? , I'm Inspector O, Inspector Du Zhenghui!"

Huang Zhiming couldn't help tears in his eyes, and shouted excitedly: "Adu!"

"You are wrong. It's over!"

"You're just a policeman. The police's job is to arrest people, not kill people. Whether a person is guilty or not is up to the judge!"

"You go back with me, I'll take care of you!"

"Yellow sir!"

"You tell me, am I wrong!" Du Zhenghui became even more excited, shaking his hands, Withstood the temple, the pupils are full of violence.

Huang Zhiming insisted: "You did it, Adu, if you make a mistake, you have to admit it, just like you caught a bad boy, you should admit it too!"

"You Recognize it, I also recognize you as a brother, go, follow me back to the police station, I will protect you!"

Huang Zhiming's eyes were firm, as long as Adu went back to the police station with him, he would definitely save Adu, At the very least, you can ask the judge for mercy, use public officials as the reason for performing his tasks, and get caught with contraband, which will lead to adverse consequences. The judge will definitely reduce the sentence as appropriate, and then manage the relationship. Adu may not be locked up for a few years.

At this time, Du Zhenghui in the bones seemed to be biting by a group of ants, his body began to tremble wildly, his cheeks twitched, tears and snot all over his face, and he knelt down crying. Knees, still firmly with gun fingers, knelt on the ground, crying and shouting: "Huang sir..."

"Huang sir..."

"Am I wrong, Am I wrong..."

Huang Zhiming opened his mouth in horror, and immediately shouted: "Adu!"

"You're right!"

Huang Zhiming in a flash, without any scruples, hurriedly rushed towards Du Zhenghui who was in front, but Du Zhenghui showed a relieved smile, opened his mouth and said, "sorry, sir."

"I was wrong. "

"peng!"

On the bay, a gunshot rang out.

Du Zhenghui used the final trace of clarity, pulled the trigger decisively, and painted black hair brightly at point 38. Obviously, it has been properly maintained for many years. A bullet came out of the chamber, and after a short sound, it pierced instantly. brain bone.

Du Zhenghui didn't stagnate at all, he fell sideways to the left and turned to the front of the Tai Po wood house.

a O's police officer looked solemn, lowered his gun with a solemn expression, the sea breeze blew slowly over the grass and leaves on the ground, a few seabirds flew away, the afterglow of the sunset fell on the sea, and the waves sang like a song , such as joy.

Huang Zhiming slowly stopped and stood in front of Du Zhenghui's corpse, looking a little dazed, picked up a police gun that had fallen from Fangcao, knelt down on the grass, and turned over the gun sideways. , above is the police gun number: HP0728.

August 7, 1974, a young man who graduated from the police academy stepped into the Central Police Station in uniform.

Huang Zhiming lightly rubbed the serial number engraved on the gun with his fingertips, took a deep breath of air, and exhaled long: "Adu, no matter what the judge says, you will always be a good policeman in my heart."

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"Huang sir, people from Xinjie South Police District are here." At this time, a police officer put away his weapon and stepped forward to report that there were several more police cars in Haiya, and two teams of police officers were smoking one of them. Cigarettes, the police officer wearing a jacket led the way forward, Huang Zhiming put away the gun silently, and said aloud: "cooperate with the other party to search for evidence, the evidence and the body will be brought back to the General Administration."

"yes, sir!" In Huang Zhiming's heart, Adu is still a policeman, but in the eyes of the rest of the police officers, Adu is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous criminal. How to deal with it according to the procedures must be handled in this way, and Huang Zhiming, as the chief inspector, is unable to change what.

However, Huang Zhiming, a large number of police officers from Xinjie Police Station arrived, but they made the bad boys who received the wind to evacuate silently. If Du Zhenghui is lucky, the only luck is to leave one. Whole body.

However, when the New Territories team leader, Huang Zhiming and the others searched the wood house for a large number of firearms and weapons, white powder, the New Territories Chief Inspector couldn't help throwing away the cigarette butts and cursing violently in front of Huang Zhiming. Said: "Damn, slammed into the street, sucking so hard, it's just damn."

When he found that Huang Zhiming's face was wrong, he changed his words and said: "hehe, Huang sir, this criminal is playing with it. How big."

It is undeniable that Du Zhenghui's behavior seriously violated the police force regulations and affected the image of the police force. Members of the overwhelming majority of the police force who are devoted to their duties will never have any sympathy for Du Zhenghui. Poor, Instead, you will feel having only oneself to blame, die without regret.

…

In a week.

New Territories, Chinese Cemetery.

Huang Zhiming was wearing a brown trench coat, a bucket hat of the same color, a bouquet of flowers in his arms, raised his hand to take off the hat, and bent over to place the flowers in front of the tombstone.

On the tombstone, a police officer wearing a green military uniform with a serious expression and an upright face, with a slight smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes are piercing, looking straight ahead.

A few scattered flowers and a pile of burnt yellow paper were scattered in the tomb in a mess.

Huang Zhiming's tombstone, raised his hand to salute, and whispered in memory: "Adu, I won a job compensation for you, although I didn't win welfare allowance, but for your younger sister to finish reading. The problem is, in a few years, your younger sister will graduate from college, and you will be able to support your uncle and aunt."

"I will fulfill your long-cherished wish for you. Young and Dangerous.”

No!

Even if World War I is over, there will still be World War II and World War III!

In Huang Zhiming's heart, the fight against the underworld, the world still has the underworld one day, it will continue for one day.

Li Yongli, wearing a military uniform, stood beside him, patted, and saluted the photo on the tombstone, saying aloud: "Sir Du!"

"I will definitely avenge you Yes!"

"Huh..." In front of the mausoleum, the mountain wind swept across the ground, and a few petals flew away, like a response.

On the rivers and lakes, the big bottom of all the organizations, the strong people, are annoyed and regretful for a dead loss of five million bonuses.

The Bright Photo Gallery.

Hei Chai, dressed in a white shirt and holding a faucet, sits at the main seat.

Yuanbao, Mawang, Fire Dragon, all of them are in their place.

Zhang Guobin sat on a chair, in a suit and leather shoes, wearing a tie, reached out and took a cup of tea, took a sip of tea, raised his legs, put down the tea cup cynically, played with the butterfly knife in his left hand, and looked in front of him. A group of societies Hall Master.

Yuanbao covered his mouth with his left hand and picked his teeth with a bamboo skewer in his right hand, as if he had just had a full meal, he snorted and said, "Five million bonuses are spilled out, and no one in the whole world can get it, let that one get it. It's just a joke that the street beater shot in the head. He died so easily."

"However, I didn't expect the killer to be a policeman." Ma Wang interjected beside him. .

"We Yihai are so hated by the police?"

"This means the club is popular." Zhang Guobin shook Erlang's legs, rolled his eyes, and said casually: "If the club isn't popular enough, why don't you just hit you with a black gun?"

"Everyone should be happy."

"hehe." The landlord is by the side Let out a sneer.

“What about bonus points?” Ma Wang asked.

On the rivers and lakes, the bonuses released are rarely taken back.

Zhang Guobin grinned and said: "The poor guy works, give it to the poor guy!"

"No way, Brother Crown Prince!" Yuanbao was full of surprise: "Please explain. There are clubs that give saffron flowers to the poor, and the poor dare to accept it?"

"Cut!"

"No brains!"

Zhang Guobin Very unhappy, he scolded: "You said that he would not dare to accept the bonus. If you donate it to the police force and contribute to social security, the policeman will definitely accept it..."

"... "Yuanbao was speechless for a while, where are the young and the bewildered rushing to give money to the police, damn, isn't that giving the bullets to the police and letting the police shoot you in the head?

Hei Chai's expression was calm, and he pondered: "It's not impossible to give it to the police."

"We, Yihai, have given out five million bonuses, if we don't give them away. , other people will speak out about the fake atmosphere of the sea, and will you be shocked by the sea in the future?"

"Everyone will invite killers to shoot black guns!"

"Since the police force has done something , then give it to the police, smash five million in real gold and white silver, and whoever dares to shoot black guns in the future will have to weigh the silver bullets of Yihai!"

Zhang Guobin agreed. : "That's right... Let's hit the silver bullet, what we want is a public opinion effect. If no one receives the money, after two years, the other will remember Yihai's domineering?"

"We even The police sent them all, and the rumors shocked a lot of people. For at least five years, no one dared to forget how vicious Yihai’s silver bullets were.”

“pa! pa! pa!” Zhang Guobin double-handed drums Applauding, extend the hand: "Yuanbao, Mawang, Grandpa, pay the money!"

Yuanbao sighed, a little reluctantly said: "I will transfer your bank account later."

This time I learned that Fei Linzi was not dead, Ma Wang and Yuan Bao were a little bit shrinking. It was one million Hong Kong dollars anyway, but Yuan Bao agreed, and Ma Wang could not refuse, and immediately said: "Crown Prince Brother, I'll transfer you later!"

(end of this chapter)