"They're here, they're here."
A colossal vessel docked at the port of the port city, concluding its journey.
The diplomatic staff straightened their Zhongshan suits, intending to welcome Dr. Liang and his family back to China with the warmest welcome, making sure Dr. Liang felt their enthusiasm.
As soon as he took a step forward, the crowd began to stir.
"Don't push me..."
"Why are you pushing and shoving? Are you in such a hurry to be reborn?"
"Stop pushing..."
Security personnel held the diplomatic staff in a cage-like protective embrace, while Wen Mo, standing nearby, did the opposite, dispersing all the police officers to maintain order.
A person was exposed to the crowd without showing any fear.
This composure is truly admirable for diplomatic staff.
But this is not the time to think about these things.
"Chief Superintendent Wen, your men must separate these people as soon as possible. Dr. Leung is about to disembark, and if anything goes wrong, neither of us can bear the responsibility."
The diplomatic staff member spoke very bluntly.
He was even a little annoyed.
It had been agreed beforehand that the port police would be responsible for maintaining order at the port.
Why did it have to fall apart at such a crucial moment?
Wen Mo stubbed out his cigarette, his expression slightly grim. "I'll have some people transferred from the East District."
As he spoke, he beckoned a junior police officer over and gave him a few instructions.
Among the crowd, some menacing-looking individuals created chaos as they approached the dock where the cruise ship was to be moored.
Steel pipes, daggers, and gun muzzles occasionally peeked out from his sleeves.
"Why did you push me? Are you trying to cause trouble?" A thin man stumbled, turned around and glared angrily at a muscular man.
The muscular man kept glancing towards the platform, not in the mood to argue with the skinny guy. He simply brandished his gun and said, "Get out of my way, I'm really looking for trouble."
Skinny Chicken raised his chin and pulled out a gun as well. "You think you're the only one with a gun? Come on."
At this moment, the muscular man realized that the skinny guy in front of him was also a kindred spirit, and that they probably shared the same goal.
Conflict at this time is not a good choice.
The muscular man's eyes darted around, and he put away his gun. "Brother, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. If I'm not mistaken, we have the same goal, right? Look, the others are almost here. Let's stop arguing here and get down to business."
Skinny Chicken put away his gun. "You're smart to know what's good for you."
The muscular man stared at his retreating figure with a sinister look, thinking to himself, "You better not fall into my hands, or I'll make you wish you were dead."
"Wow, so many people!" Lin Xiaoxiao said, her hands tucked into her pockets, looking at the surging crowd on the platform.
Crowds surged onto the platform, and police officers were constantly dispersing them and maintaining order.
The port was bustling with people from all walks of life.
Police officers and security personnel painstakingly cleared a passage, stood guard on both sides of the passage, carrying guns to intimidate others.
With the arrival of another team of police officers, Lin Xiaoxiao breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking that there shouldn't be any more problems now.
When they disembarked, Lin Xiaoxiao, Zhu Yuqi, and Lou Cuie walked around Liang Jihang, forming a protective circle around him.
Yang Huaizhou and his group followed closely behind. The bodyguards seemed to be protecting him, but in reality, they were well-positioned and at a good distance to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise with Liang Jihang and his group ahead.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew towards Liang Jihang.
Lin Xiaoxiao reacted quickly, immediately pressing his head to dodge the bullet.
Almost instantly, Yang Huaizhou's bodyguards, security personnel brought by diplomatic staff, and police officers from Hong Kong surrounded Liang Jihang, forming an ironclad barrier as they led him toward the car not far away.
The distance of just a few hundred meters was so difficult to traverse.
Lin Xiaoxiao underestimated the chaos in Hong Kong and the rampant extent of the triads.
He brazenly fired at the police officers, looking like a vicious, desperate criminal.
"Dr. Liang, please get in the car first." When they arrived at the car, the diplomatic staff quickly invited Dr. Liang and his family of three to get in first.
Just as Lin Xiaoxiao was about to sit in the passenger seat, Zhu Yuqi tugged at her, followed by a muffled groan from her.
"Smack!"
Gunfire erupted incessantly, and the port was in chaos.
Lin Xiaoxiao nudged Zhu Yuqi and saw the bloody hole on her arm. Her eyes turned cold instantly, and the atmosphere around her became terrifyingly tense.
She shoved Zhu Yuqi into the passenger seat.
Then he walked to the car behind and said to Yang Huaizhou, "Escort the car in front to the place where you are staying with the police officers, and then take Zhu Yuqi to the hospital to remove the bullet."
Yang Huaizhou shifted slightly, but Lin Xiaoxiao interrupted him, "I don't care if you hide your identity, but if you mess things up, I won't let you off the hook."
Yang Huaizhou dared not utter a word.
He didn't speak, and his bodyguards didn't dare to utter a sound either.
"Go ahead." Lin Xiaoxiao closed the car door.
Once Liang Jihang is handed over to the diplomatic staff, her mission is basically complete. The security personnel accompanying the diplomatic staff are all from the security department under the jurisdiction of the National Security Bureau.
They are quite professional in security work.
The gunshots at the port attracted the attention of the surrounding police force, and officers began a cleanup operation.
Almost everyone who didn't run away beforehand was caught, their hands tied behind their backs, and they were made to squat in rows on the ground, with a pile of weapons in front of Wen Mo.
The types of weapons are diverse.
Not far away, there lay more than a dozen corpses, some of them police officers and some of ordinary civilians. The police officers were almost all beaten to death, while the civilians were mostly trampled to death.
The scene was horrific.
"Little guy, why aren't you coming with us? What are you doing staying behind?" Wen Mo heard footsteps and turned around.
Lin Xiaoxiao walked towards them with a tense little face, looking like she was in a bad mood and wanted to kill someone.
Her delicate and lovely features, along with a hint of familiarity in her eyes, left Wen Mo somewhat lost in thought.
Lin Xiaoxiao walked into the pile of murder weapons, picked up a K30 pistol with a clear purpose, opened the magazine, and sure enough, one bullet was missing.
"Whose gun is this?" she asked directly.
Wen Mo looked at her with great interest, finding the little one quite amusing.
The gangsters, crouching down, looked at each other, not daring to look up even though they recognized the guns as their own.
Lin Xiaoxiao checked the model number and confirmed that it was indeed the latest model researched by the US. How could it have entered the arms market so quickly?
She didn't believe it at all.
Wen Mo gave the police officer a wink, and the officer understood, fired a shot into the ground, and asked sternly, "Are you deaf? Whose gun is this?"
"I...mine." Skinny Chicken raised his hand, claiming the gun.
He didn't want to admit it at all, but the muscular man next to him had seen him pull out the gun before. Seeing the muscular man's eager expression, he knew he was doomed.
It's better to confess than to be identified; you might get a lighter sentence.
Lin Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a smile, but her eyes were full of indifference. "It's good that you've admitted it."
He pulled the slide to load the bullet and walked towards the skinny chicken.
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