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Chapter 827 : I have never suffered a loss!

The police came very well this time.

In addition to the patrol police, there was also the Operations Department of the Police Department, which even contacted the 22nd Special Air Service Corps stationed in the local area for support. Therefore, when they rushed in, they were almost fully armed and even the helicopters were locked.

Tang Dao and others could only raise their hands and walked out to surrender.

"Let down your weapon!"

Police in the operation department with a mask said, "Let's go down!"

Although he was frustrated, he still lay down and hugged his head. The other party came up and held Tang Dao's hand back and pressed it to the ground. The little angel and others treated it the same way. The Yue Monkeys who were blocked in the store felt the hope of survival, walked out one after another, and squatted down with their heads in their arms.

"Sir." An operational police officer wearing a body armor ran to Chief Bach Andrew and whispered a few words, who opened his eyes wide, "Battlehot!"

The policeman nodded, his expression was also shocked.

"Go and go and have a look."

Bach Andrew said that he felt something was wrong. As the director of the London district, he also had to be politically sensitive. This "Ellsferlett" street is a commercial area, but now it is closed down. Why didn't he receive the news?

For what reason did these businessmen close?

There are too many things in it that I don’t understand. Bach Andrew knew that this was probably not an ordinary battle.

The London Police Department received a message that someone had a gunfight here and there were casualties. Bach Andrew, who was frustrated by the Brotherhood and the Black Dragon Society, led the team in person and contacted the upper team to apply for support.

But when I came here, I realized that it was far more than that simple.

He walked to the battle scene with his people, and was also shocked by the corpses all over the ground. Superintendent Barlow, who was standing next to him, suddenly his eyes were frozen, "Chief, Director." He suddenly shouted.

Bach Andrew frowned, and he looked at the anxious look of the mighty general under his command, and felt impatient, "What's wrong?"

"That Asian, I reported to you that I met in Chinatown." Barlow pointed to Tang Dao and said.

"What do you mean, is this another battle between the Black Dragon and the Brotherhood?"

Barlow hesitated, "I have investigated his identity. He is the boss of the Savior Company. Similarly, the Brotherhood has their financial assistance behind it. This should be an assassination against him."

It is worthy of being able to sit in the superintendent position. With the only clues, it is the truth to think about it.

Bach Andrew was confused. Is this another rich man?

He hesitated and walked over with Barlow. Tang Dao's head was a little dizzy now. He opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps. When he saw Barlow, he was stunned and laughed, "Sir, you really have a fate with me."

"This is not funny. Sir, you are in the street. You may have to go to the police station with me." Barlow looked at him and his subordinates who were baked in handcuffs and said a little relieved.

"I'm bleeding, I'm going to the hospital." Tang Dao said firmly, and then he didn't wait for the other party to answer, "This is my right. I won't say anything before my lawyer comes. If I die here because of blood, you may have to leave London, and..." He stood up straight and continued with a smile, "You may also know my identity. The things are not something you can get involved in now."

Bach Andrew was frightened by the listening side.

Sure enough! Just as he thought, this was no longer something he could get involved with, as an ordinary director. Barlow looked at the boss and he also realized something was wrong.

"Send to the hospital first," said Bach Andrew.

Follow the procedure, you may not necessarily make contributions, but it is absolutely fine. This is the savior company!

He and his seriously injured employee were sent to an ambulance. At this time, the news media that had already received the news were waiting at the hospital gate, but what was the result?

Mi Jianping contacted him and sent Tang Dao to the best private hospital in the UK. This is essentially not allowed, but isn’t it essentially broken by rights and money?

He has prepared a bail of 30 million US dollars. As long as the police force it, he will leave the bail and must not let the boss stay inside.

Tang Dao was lying on the hospital bed, and the instrument next to him was showing the data and making a slight sound. A policeman stood outside and found a place to smoke, but often looked at the ward.

"Boss, this is a lawyer Monroe, who is mainly good at defending innocence." Mi Jianping said, pointing to a tall Bai Ri next to him.

Tang Dao nodded, "I'm sorry to you this time. If you have any needs, you can just say it."

Now only the law can be saved, but he is not worried at all. There are too many lawyers in the world studying loopholes in each country. Why? Isn’t it just to defend the rich people for this moment?

If this order is successful, he can get a £2 million reward and have a good relationship with a super rich man. Monroe said, "We have studied it and are completely confident that we can avoid prison and think it is a classic counterattack. As for carrying weapons and ammunition, as long as we have reasonable means of possessing it, it is absolutely fine."

Isn't this simple yet?

It is very common for the British to drive tanks from even World War II to the streets.

If the law is not prohibited, isn’t there only two RPGs?

"There are legal procedures in the arsenal in the villa." Tang Dao said.

Fortunately, Tang Dao had found a way to get it before, and knew that he was going to be revenge everywhere, so he had to deal with almost everything. Of course, if not, then make up for it later. At worst, you can write a little bit of the previous date.

Monroe was even more confident now and knew that Tang Dao and Mi Jianping had something to discuss, so he consciously went out first.

"What about other people's situation?" Tang Dao said seriously.

Mi Jianping's face looked ugly, "Seven bodyguards died, the little angel and Hurst Theodore have already gone through bail procedures and should be able to come out soon, but I'm afraid they will all be restricted from freedom."

"This time someone implied me and wanted to kill me!" Tang Dao said with certainty, "There must be some help among the British. I was very unhappy in their calculations. I had to make them pay a price." He said this very high tone, and he was really angry.

"Come here, I'll explain it to you."

When Mi Jianping approached him, Tang Dao whispered to him, "Find out who is behind us. No matter how much money I spend, I must know who it is. There is one more thing. You notify Somalia and ask them to release the pirates, intercept the British ships, kill some people, and throw them into the sea to feed the fish. This has nothing to do with us, let them say that this is revenge of the Oroman tribe!"

He wants to give the British a headache too.

The current regular island group is equipped with machine guns and small speedboats, and its weapons have long been updated. These will be the seeds of the first Somali Navy.

Let them rob the British now!

Anyway, Tang Dao didn't know all this, and I was hospitalized. This was not a long-planned revenge, but a statement of their unfair treatment of Chief Oroman.

"Let our news and public opinion start to quarrel, let these doubts be released, and we must say with certainty that if the British want to kill me, they are short of money, and they need to confiscate my money." Tang Dao's trick of splashing cow dung can definitely make a group of people disgusting.

He also understood that there were definitely a few senior executives who would get along with Heilong. If they all bought it, Tang Dao wouldn't even come to a private hospital.

This guy who played black is so funny that he was humiliated!

"Kill all the Black Dragon Club! As long as he dares to admit that he is a member, kill them all and make a fool of himself together."

Tang Dao was excited but lowered his voice and Mi Jianping quickly patted him and signaled him to calm down.

"Also, it's not safe for me to stay alone. If you ask the bodyguard to come, if there are not enough people, please transfer from each sub-base, or buy this hospital." He is extremely lacking in security. Which is the important thing is money or human being? How much can a hospital cost?

Tang Dao may have said he was tired, so he waved his hand. Mi Jianping nodded and looked at the boss when he walked to the door of the ward. He knew that no one around the boss would take responsibility for this at this time, which was also a test. He was the one who could get to this point. Naturally, he did not want the other party to fall down in this struggle, and after he arranged two of the bodyguards here, he would take his people back first.

Didn't see that Tang Dao, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes, his right eyelid jumped hard, and said with gritted teeth, "What a fuck!"

...

Tang Dao is not dead!

This news made Ruan Shanping not worried about walking and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the maid next to him helped him, but his fear amplified in his heart. This premeditated murder against Tang Dao was a plan within the Black Dragon Association, but it failed!

Grass!

Why is the other party so lucky?

Ruan Shanping was panicked and returned to the villa in London under the escort of a horse-boy. As soon as he sat down, he drank a sip and calmed down. The TV suddenly turned on, and the sound of the appearance scared him.

"Who is on the TV?" Ruan Shanping cursed, looking around, the gangsters looked at each other with unclear expressions. He looked around and couldn't see it. Suddenly he heard someone on the TV speak in Yue language.

"Mr. Ruan, you don't have to look for the remote control. You can sit down and see what this is?" The person speaking on the phone was a man with a headscarf.

Ruan Shanping was stunned. Did the other party call him? He watched TV in confusion, stared at him immediately, and saw an Asian woman and a child hanging in the dark room, with a pale face, but he knew that this was his lover, and the latter was his only son.

"Let her go, let her go!" He yelled at the TV like an idiot.

The person inside seemed to understand his words, "You ask me to let her go? Yes, let's make a game. Do you want your son or your lover?"

"Son! Son!" Ruan Shanping said without even thinking about it, "What is a lover?" He just wanted someone to inherit his family business. After all, they also have a serious idea of ​​favoring boys over girls.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so cruel."

The man in the hood sighed, "But we respect you, so let's deal with this woman first."

He said the words behind him to the helper next to him. Ruan Shanping watched his lover be put down. The man in the hood pulled out the gun and gave the other party a pleasure. He blew the gun with satisfaction, "Wait a minute, your son will send it back to you, and taste it slowly!"

After saying that, the TV was gone by himself, Ruan Shanping felt something was wrong. What does it mean to taste?

And at this moment, the two little brothers outside came in carrying a box, "The boss has sent something, saying it was for you."

"Open."

The wooden box was nailed by nails, and it took a lot of effort to open it. Everyone looked down and took a deep breath.

...
Chapter completed!
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