Using Chen Ke's phone, Zhang Sir dialed Commissioner Liao's number and then went back upstairs.
He had to go up to the 18th floor because only then could he find the man with the gun and escape together.
As he climbed the stairs, Liao Sir answered the phone. He got straight to the point: "It's me, Zhang Shihui."
Liao Sir was also very cunning. As soon as he saw that the number was wrong, he said, "The item is in the hands of the monk. I don't know anything about it."
Upon hearing that he was shirking responsibility, Inspector Cheung gritted his teeth and asked, "Where's Monzai? Tell him to cross the bridge immediately."
As he was talking, he heard someone whistling from above the stairs.
Looking up, I saw Liao Sir and Mengzai both above me.
He immediately beckoned with his finger, and the dinghy came down, but the cunning Liao Sir hid.
The boy tried to pull out his gun as soon as he saw him, but Inspector Cheung waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to. The two of them then hurried downstairs together.
The elevator was too crowded, so he decided to take the stairs and walk downstairs.
He had only reached the 16th floor and wanted to continue down, but he bumped into a sanitation worker pushing a garbage cart.
Moreover, when the garbage truck was parked sideways, a sanitation worker punched a member of the mob van and raised his gun, asking, "Where's Cheung Tze-keung's gun?"
The young man realized the problem and shouted, "This is Cheung Tze-keung's gun?"
The gun was wrapped in a plastic bag, and he didn't look at it carefully until he realized that the boss had given him a grenade.
When Inspector Zhang saw Huo Qi pull off his mask and hat, he almost fainted from anger.
Damn it, this is another flaw. The cleaner is Huo Qi, and Huo Qi is a cleaner.
Monzai was just a small-time henchman. When he heard that it was Cheung Tze-keung's gun, he got scared and threw the gun to Cheung Sir.
Inspector Cheung took the gun, didn't fight with Huo Qi, and turned to run into the corridor.
At this point, he realized that he was caught in a huge trap. However, the gun had come full circle and returned to his hands. If he wanted to avoid going to jail and prevent Cheung Tze-keung from going to jail, the only way was to take it out of the building and destroy it.
Since none of us are completely innocent, as long as the gun isn't found, everything can be covered up.
He jogged to find another staircase.
Huo Qi followed closely behind, striking the fire extinguisher box on the wall with his elbow, instantly igniting the bell.
He slammed the fire door shut, locking it in place, then drew his gun and chased after Inspector Cheung.
All the police officers rushed out of the office to look at him.
Huo Qi shouted, "Zhang Ziqiang's gun is in Zhang Shihui's hands. He's a major traitor. Arrest him!"
But no one echoed him; instead, many officers turned and went into their offices as if nothing had happened.
Huo Qi chased after him, and Zhang Sir ran all the way. They finally reached another staircase, but as soon as Zhang Sir arrived, he saw Dong Ye raise his cane and chuckle as he poked at the glass of the fire hydrant. Immediately, the alarm sounded, and One-Eyed pulled the door back.
With a bang, the door locked shut, and it couldn't be opened unless the alarm was turned off.
With his sidearm in one hand and his 911 in the other, Zhang Sir's reason and will to survive forced him to suppress the urge to fire. He turned and ran, not afraid, there was still a large freight elevator with a curved staircase, which would make his escape even faster.
He ran into Huo Qi head-on and fired without hesitation. Huo Qi dodged and hid in a house.
He rushed over and pulled over the photocopier, blocking the door.
Holding the gun, he continued running.
But at the same time, he wondered, if Master Dong was here, would Master Er also be here, and where would he be?
The two big bosses of Kowloon, who were once at odds because of Yu Heng's interference, have gradually improved their relationship and often appear together at various important events. What if Master Er comes too?
He was running, and his subordinates who passed by saw him and tacitly gave way.
Huo Qi was being chased around by his colleagues, who shouted as they ran after him, "Zhang Shihui is the mole! Arrest him! Arrest him!"
But a colleague rushed over with several cups of black tea and bumped right into Huo Qi.
Huo Qi glared at the other person fiercely, enduring the heat as he continued running forward, shouting in vain, "Arrest Zhang Sir, arrest him quickly!"
The police officers were very helpful, but what Inspector Cheung didn't want came to pass.
He hadn't even reached the freight elevator when he heard the alarm going off.
The closure of this door means that all passageways from the 16th floor downwards are now blocked.
Huo Qi immediately caught up from behind. It must be Master Er ahead. Master Dong and Master Er, those two old geezers, are here to cause trouble.
As Zhang Sir retreated step by step, he suddenly realized that in just half an hour, step by step, like a frog being slowly boiled in water, he was being led by an invisible hand until he was forced to resort to killing.
This time he didn't hesitate any longer. Seeing that Master Er and Brother Chicken were standing at the door, he raised his gun and fired.
But then a gust of wind blew behind him, and a slender hand grabbed his gun-holding hand.
But he also had a gun in his other hand. With one hand behind his back, he turned the other hand around to fire backward.
However, although the other party grabbed his right hand holding the gun, he did not take the gun. Instead, he kneed him in the buttocks, grabbed his sparse hair with his left hand, and slammed him against the wall with his other knee.
Immediately afterwards, that hand grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall repeatedly.
His forehead hit the wall, and he saw stars. His nose hit the wall, and blood gushed out.
Inspector Cheung didn't even know who had hit him; he only felt that the other person had been incredibly ruthless.
He was so dizzy from the impact that he didn't care anymore. He fumbled for the safety on his 911 and fired backhand.
But just as the bullets were fired, Huo Qi grabbed his gun-holding hand and fired several more bullets into the ground.
A bullet lodged in his instep, while the man who had been ramming his head struck him on the shoulder with his elbow.
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