I killed the film and television world

Chapter 330 Washing the Floor
Wilson's words made some police officers look particularly complicated.

However, more people raised their guns without changing their expressions and aimed their cold gun muzzles at Song Ren.

Just because of Wilson's positioning and Song Ren's previous monstrous performance, the cops in the field were extremely nervous even with guns in their hands.

One of the policemen quietly moved to a point on the side.

This angle is just perfect for avoiding Wilson in front and hitting the back from the inclined plane.

However, the angle was very small, and his hand holding the gun was soaked with sweat.

A tense heartstring almost drowned him.

Finally, I took countless deep breaths and calmed down my emotions bit by bit.

Police Station

Song Ren waited until Wilson confessed all his crimes before he spoke calmly, "Sir Xie, does a person like this deserve to die?"

Xie Sheng said with a dark face: "Song Ren, let go of Mr. Wilson now, I can save your life!"

Song Ren: "What I'm talking about is... should he die?"

Xie Sheng said in a deep voice: "That is not something you can decide, nor is it something I can decide."

"Rules are rules, and systems are systems! If everyone were like you, the world would be in chaos!"

Song Ren nodded and said, "Well, that makes sense, but I just want you to answer - should he, or shouldn't he!"

Xie Sheng's face looked grim, and he opened and closed his lips several times, but he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Song Ren: "If you don't speak, I'll treat you as——"

Bang!
The conversation was only halfway through when an extremely abrupt gunshot interrupted the eerie atmosphere.

A bullet flew out from a gun chamber in the corner, creating a long wave of sound.

At the last moment, it slammed into Song Ren's side, with its colorless wings spread out at all times.

Boo!
The wing emblem has limited defense against a single point.

After some of the bullet's kinetic energy was worn away, it was pierced in an instant.

The next moment, when Song Ren turned around, the sharp bullet tip hit his forehead.

The golden bullet shrank into a flat ball visibly.

Bang!

The deformed bullet lump fell to the ground.

Song Ren glanced at the ground with his eyes slightly lowered, then looked at a policeman who was shaking with his gun raised.

A pair of dark eyes were filled with broken murderous intent, and his voice was exceptionally calm: "Your shooting skills are good, but I hate being interrupted in the middle of a speech."

Xie Sheng felt something was wrong and shouted subconsciously: "No!"

But Song Ren suddenly took action.

His five fingers were like knives, digging completely into the back of Wilson's neck.

With a twist of his wrist, his eagle-like claws suddenly dug out a bloody piece of bone, which turned out to be a small section of cervical vertebra.

Because the action was too fast, Wilson didn't even have time to let out a wail, and died instantly.

His chin dropped to his chest, and there was a brutal, bloody gash on the back of his neck.

Song Ren pinched the broken cervical vertebrae and threw it back with his backhand: "I give it to you."

The policeman who had just fired the shot didn't even have time to fire a second shot before his throat was pierced by a sharp cervical vertebra.

The artery in his neck was ruptured, and he was struggling to cover the wound, his face already turning blue.

It doesn't take a moment.

He fell to his knees and died on the spot.

At the same time, Xie Sheng could no longer hold back and suddenly opened fire.

Bang!
The gunshots sounded like a whistle for counterattack.

More and more policemen were shooting wildly like crazy.

The gushing bullets almost drowned Song Ren's direction.

The next moment, he rose up from the ground, and the floor under his feet was shattered into pieces at once.

In the surging tide of metal bullets, he jumped alone and moved more than ten meters away. When he stood still, Song Ren raised his eyes.

A look of surprise just appeared on the face of a policeman in front of him.

The next second, a sharp and twisting pain came from his chest, and his back arched backwards and flew out like a cannonball.

A large amount of blood spurted all over the ground.

After the first strike, there was a second ejection!
boom!
A little afterimage and broken floor were left at the original place.

In the blink of an eye, another cop was knocked away in confusion and fear.

Xie Sheng looked at the black shadows running around in the field, but he was helpless.

He finally understood what the intercom had said before -

When the opponent gets close, guns are completely a burden!
……

Inside the police station

Song Renteng's figure moved so fast that it was dizzying, and his afterimages were flying up and down.

The naked eye could no longer follow his movements, and all that could be heard was the wailing sounds all over the ground!

In a short while, no police officer in the entire police station, except Xie Sheng, could stand up.

Song Ren stopped in front of Xie Sheng.

Xie Sheng gripped the gun so hard that his knuckles turned blue, but the muzzle of the gun was held by Song Ren.

The barrel of the gun was pinched so hard that it was visibly deformed.

Song Ren snatched his gun and patted the stiff Xie Sheng: "Sir Xie, is it worth it just for a notorious foreigner?"

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Xie Sheng was struck by lightning.

He remained frozen in place until Song Ren was about to leave the police station. He spoke with difficulty, "Hey!"

Song Ren stopped.

Xie Sheng's eyes were red as he asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

Song Ren was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Thank you, Sir, you can try to use your system to explain to the foreigners why I let you go."

Xie Shengdun's eyes became redder.

In the current situation, the entire police station was filled with dead and injured, but he was the only one who was safe and sound.

Even Wilson died, how could he explain this?
Even if a colleague went to testify for him, it was almost certain that those foreigners would never let him go given their suspicious nature.

Song Ren walked out of the police station and looked around. The streets were empty after the late-night curfew. Most of the originally airtight police defense line had been transferred to the General Administration.

Right now, there are loopholes everywhere.

Song Ren took out Xie Sheng's walkie-talkie and started the call.

"Zizi-"

The voice sounded for a while, but Song Ren did not speak.

Then a strange voice came from the intercom, speaking very unfamiliar Hong Kong dialect: "This is Senior Superintendent Hilly. Hey, Xie, any good news? What's the situation now?"

"Did they catch that monster?"

"Or has he already killed him?"

Song Ren: "What a pity, sir, I asked you to come over to clean the floor."

After he finished speaking, the intercom fell silent for a moment.

Song Ren didn't care. After he finished speaking, he crushed the walkie-talkie and walked calmly into the darkness.

General Office

Senior Superintendent Hillary listened to the crackling sound of electricity in the walkie-talkie, his face had become extremely ugly, but he was more uneasy.

Although he was aware that an accident had occurred at the branch, he did not dare to disperse the police force.

This encirclement and suppression operation tonight made all the police officers get to know a person in a new way.

The super gangster of the century - Song Ren.

(End of this chapter)