Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 450: You are just a gangster, do you want to rebel against the heaven?

Tan Songyao had some complaints in his heart, but on the surface his attitude of cooperation was still very sincere.

He and the Tan family all smiled and stood obediently in front of He Wenzhan.

Standing behind Tan Songyao, his curly-haired younger brother Tan Songshun opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

However, just as Tan Songshun made a move, Ah Gui, who was standing next to him, pulled him back.

A look of surprise emerged on Tan Songshun's face, and he cast a probing look at his brother without knowing why.

Ah Gui didn't say much, he just shook his head at Tan Songshun.

The police captains in front of them were not the anti-gang and serious crime squads of the police districts that they usually came into contact with, but the tough policemen from the security department under Sir Quan.

In order to avoid offending the other party and causing unnecessary complications, it is best to leave everything to the person in charge of the Tan family to negotiate.

The two younger ones just need to stay by your side obediently.

"Mr. Tan, I'm sorry to bother you, it's my job!"

He Wenzhan placed his right hand on the quick-draw holster at his waist, and he looked at Tan Songyao with a calm expression.

If it is not necessary, these police officers are unwilling to disturb the peace of the deceased.

However, the operation to arrest Yan Shijiu, Yan Guoqu and other people involved in drug crimes is imminent, and He Wenzhan and others can only say sorry.

"How is it? Is this scene cool enough?"

Just as He Wenzhan and Tan Songyao were negotiating, a smug laugh suddenly reached their ears.

The owner of the voice was a half-bald old man wearing glasses and sitting with his legs crossed.

At this moment, he was smiling at a middle-aged man next to him.

The two of them are the main targets of He Wenzhan's operation this time, the father and son Yan Shijiu and Yan Guoqu, two of the core culprits of drug crimes within Xinglong.

In order to seize control of Xinglong and undermine the reputation of the Tan family, the father and son of the Yan family used all means possible.

A few days ago, Tan Songyao was framed and Tan Xintian was assassinated by a killer. These were all done by the Yan family father and son.

Even right now, on the day of Tan Xintian's funeral, Yan Shijiu found someone to make a false report to the East District of the police force, claiming that there were drugs hidden in Tan Xintian's mourning hall.

In Yan Shijiu's opinion, these policemen in front of him must have come to search Tan Xintian's funeral hall.

Twenty years ago, Tan Xintian forced Yan Shijiu to cut off a part of his little finger. So today, Yan Shijiu will not be able to rest in peace even if Tan Xintian's funeral is held.

As for whether it is possible that these policemen on the opposite side came for them, father and son?

Yan Shijiu had never considered this at all.

After all, the security department acted too quickly and very secretly.

Until this moment, Yan Shijiu and Yan Guoqu, father and son, had not noticed that something had happened to their leader, Ma Zhazha.

He Wenzhan and Tan Songyao suddenly turned their heads in the same direction and fixed their gazes on Yan Shijiu and his son Yan Guoqu.

A fierce look flashed in the depths of Tan Songyao's eyes. Of course, he could hear the gloating meaning in Yan Shijiu's laughter.

This treacherous father and son from the Chan family must have been up to some sinister tricks in secret.

However, Tan Songyao did not have any solid evidence in his hands.

In addition, he was in front of Mr. He from the security department, so he had to suppress his anger and not explode on the spot. Compared with Tan Songyao, He Wenzhan obviously did not have so many concerns.

He walked steadily up to Yan Shijiu and Yan Guoqu, father and son, and then kicked Yan Shijiu in the chest.

"Sir, I just told you to stand still. Didn't you hear me clearly?"

He Wenzhan's eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Lin Huaile, Jiang Tianyang and other leaders of top societies had just obediently followed the orders of the Chief of Security.

You, the Yan family, and your son, come from a second-rate society, and you don’t even have the status of a leader in the society.

Why did he dare to continue sitting there with his legs crossed?
He Wenzhan's kick was so powerful that Yan Shijiu's eyes went black and he almost passed out.

The most important thing is that He Wenzhan had deliberately restrained his strength just now.

Otherwise, it would depend on He Wenzhan's skills and Yan Shijiu's physical fitness.

If He Wenzhan kicked with all his strength, there was a high possibility that Yan Shijiu would be killed on the spot.

But even so, Yan Shijiu was kicked more than two meters away and hit the seats in the back row.

He collapsed to the ground, holding his chest and wailing.

This situation stunned many guests in the mourning hall.

What is the origin of this guy? Why is he so decisive and ruthless when he takes action?

Not all gangsters know the cold-faced killer under the command of Sir Quan from the Security Department.

After all, compared with Zhou Xingxing, Luo Danian, Lu Qichang, and Guan Wenzhan, He Wenzhan did not have the authority to lead the operation alone.

Therefore, the impression left by He Wenzhan in the minds of the young and dangerous guys at the scene was not as deep as that left by Stephen Chow.

Only people like Lin Huaile and Jiang Tianyang who have dealt with He Wenzhan, or the leaders of various social groups, understand the sharpness and ferocity of Officer He, the cold-faced and fierce officer under Sir Quan.

Just when most of the gangsters were either shocked or watching coldly, Yan Guoqu stood up from his seat.

His father was kicked two meters away. How could he, as a son, sit still?

So what if they are policemen? Can they just beat people up at will?

"Pounce on your mother, you dead thing..."

Yan Guoqu raised his finger and pointed at He Wenzhan's forehead, cursing angrily.

Even though all the policemen in front of him were carrying guns, Yan Guoqu didn't believe that they would really dare to draw their guns and shoot.

The father and son had not committed any crime just now. They were just sitting there without moving. How could the damn cop beat them up in public?
As for Yan Guoqu's cursing, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Swearing at a police officer doesn't count as assaulting a police officer, and the maximum penalty is a fine of a few hundred dollars.

However, before Yan Guoqu could finish his words, he swallowed them back with a look of horror in his eyes.

Because at this moment, four Glocks were pressed against his forehead almost at the same time.

The four young police officers who had just followed He Wenzhan now stepped forward and stood between He Wenzhan and Yan Guoqu.

A mere gangster dared to point his finger at their leader and yell at him? Was he rebelling?
The weapons in the hands of their security department are never just for decoration.

(End of this chapter)