bookcurios Chapter 129 Hand
Chapter 129 Hand
The customs officers looked at each other.
They both saw hesitation in each other's eyes.
One person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person.
Seeing that no one listened to him, Liao Qizhi rushed forward.
He grabbed Ali by the hair.
Raising his fist, he punched Ali (Yanzu) twice in the stomach: "Sell flour! Tell me, tell me where the factory is!"
Ali was beaten and howled in pain, his body curled up like a shrimp, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted.
Amei also came over, looking at her colleagues who were standing by and doing nothing, and said with exasperation, "Listen to the boss, fight!"
She nudged a colleague's shoulder, but the colleague didn't dare to come forward.
Amei pulled the panting Liao Qizhi along and said, "Boss, you take a break, I'll do it!"
Women are even more ruthless than Liao Qizhi.
He raised his foot and kicked down.
The woman was wearing leather shoes, and Kuku kicked her hard, showing no mercy whatsoever.
The thick-soled heels kept colliding with Ali's body.
Liao Qizhi was stunned.
A chubby customs officer picked up a steel pipe and roared, "Take this!"
Bang!
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I'll take you there!"
Faced with the choice between his mission and his life, Ali chose to live.
He was afraid that if he persisted any longer, he would have to cover the flag with the British flag ahead of schedule.
Liao Qizhi grabbed Ali (Yanzu) by the hair, his face contorted with rage, and said, "You should have said so earlier! Hurry up and take us there!"
Several people escorted Ali to floor 8C.
Liao Qizhi leaned close to Ali's (Yanzu) ear and snapped, "Watch your step! I'm not kidding. If you get this sorted out for me, I'll throw a feast for you and kowtow to you! Got it?"
Ali nodded.
Liao Qizhi cupped Ali's face in his hands, almost pressing it against his own: "Did you understand?"
Ah Li (Yan Zu) said weakly, "I know."
Liao Qizhi assigned tasks to several customs colleagues.
They used a full set of breaching tools and shotguns.
Several men hid on either side of the factory building's main entrance and gave Ali a wink: "It's up to you now!"
Ali pointed to the camera above his head.
Liao Qizhi was startled and quickly waved his hand, signaling everyone to step back.
Seeing that Liao Qizhi and the others had retreated three or four meters, Ali reached out to ring the doorbell.
click-
The iron door on the inside of the security door suddenly opened.
A young man appeared, saw Ali, and asked in confusion, "Why are you back again? Did you leave something behind?"
The young man took the initiative to unlatch the door, preparing to let Ali in.
The moment the iron gate was opened.
Ali roared, "Customs!"
After shouting that sentence.
Ali rushed inside, but the young man swiftly closed the iron gate.
This bizarre move left Liao Qizhi and the others stunned; they never expected that the duck they were about to catch would fly away.
Liao Qizhi and his teammates rushed over, punching and kicking the iron gate while cursing, "Damn it! Open the door!"
Ali and the young man quickly locked the door from the inside.
The master chef inside saw that Ali and the young man were still in a daze.
Ali roared, "Customs!"
The head chef suddenly realized what was happening and grabbed the flour from the table, rushing it into the toilet.
Ali and the young people also helped destroy the flour.
Outside.
Liao Qizhi was in a panic, ordering his men to ram the door.
The team member's voice came through the headset: "Boss, they're pouring flour into the sink, you guys need to hurry! Oh no, they're dumping the goods out the window, you guys need to break down the door!"
"I come!"
Liao Qizhi ripped off his headset, snatched the crowbar from the fat man's hand, and started prying open the lock.
Thanks to the tireless efforts of Liao Qizhi, a lock-picking expert.
The seemingly impregnable door lock was finally pried open through a small window.
Liao Qizhi crouched down and looked into the room through the small window, but the room was too dark to see anything clearly.
The other team members didn't dare to go forward either, and all hid behind Liao Qizhi.
Liao Qizhi knew that he couldn't rely on others at this point, so he had to take matters into his own hands!
Liao Qizhi took a deep breath.
He knew that reaching in could be dangerous.
But when he thought about how Li Jian had slapped him in the face during the day, and how Superintendent Yan had mocked him, Liao Qizhi hardened his heart.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
"When a person dies, their eggs face the sky; if they don't die, they'll live for ten thousand years!"
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate me!"
Liao Qizhi kept encouraging himself as he shakily reached his hand into the small square hole.
When Liao Qizhi's palm touched the cold steel bolt, goosebumps rose on his skin.
Touched it!
Liao Qizhi pinched the door bolt and pulled it to the side.
One!
two!
Halfway through the second pull, Liao Qizhi felt a surge of joy at his success.
We're about to succeed!
We're about to succeed!
Once I tear down this factory, promotions and raises will be a piece of cake!
Today you ignore me, tomorrow you'll be begging for my attention!
You caught the Ice Queen, huh? Today I'm going to catch the Pink King!
Just as Liao Qizhi was immersed in his dream of making meritorious contributions and getting promoted, a sharp pain struck.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The back of his hand was repeatedly struck with a hammer, resulting in broken bones and torn skin.
It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart.
Damn it, both hands are flesh and blood, it hurts no matter which one you hit!
inside the house.
The young man held a hammer and pounded down the rammed ground again and again.
80!
80!
80!
With each slam, Liao Qizhi outside the door would let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.
The more young people get into it, the more enthusiastic they become, even ignoring the flour.
Liao Qizhi tried desperately to pull his hand back, but his deformed palm was stuck in the narrow square and he couldn't pull it out at all.
"Help! Help! Help!"
Liao Qizhi was in unbearable pain, his face covered in tears and snot.
Several customs officers pulled Liao Qizhi back.
"Strength!"
After an unknown amount of time, Liao Qizhi suddenly pulled his hand back.
pity.
The hand was gone, leaving only a bloody wrist.
White bone fragments were exposed, and muscles were twitching.
Liao Qizhi looked at his wrist and screamed in terror, while the customs officers next to him were also terrified.
They were all inspectors of pornography and smuggled pirated DVDs; they had never seen such a bloody scene.
inside the house.
The young man picked up the severed hand from the ground and chuckled foolishly.
suddenly.
The severed hand contracted and grasped the young man's hand.
The young man was so frightened that he threw away the severed hand with a scream.
Outside.
Unable to suppress his fear, a customs officer drew his .38 caliber gun and fired two shots at the iron gate.
boom boom boom!
The bullets bounced off the iron gate and scattered everywhere.
Ah!
Ah!
The chubby customs officer was shot in the chest and fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound.
A female customs officer was shot in the hand and squatted on the ground, groaning in pain.
A customs officer, armed with a shotgun, shouted, "Don't fire! There are stray bullets!"
Followed by.
A customs officer fired a shotgun at the door lock.
A row of holes were immediately punched in.
Seeing the door open, Liao Qizhi, clutching his severed wrist, shouted, "Find my hand first! Find my hand first!"
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