Hong Kong Police Force Chief

The Maoli parking lot at the back of King's Park is where Da Fei's lair is.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Zhou Quan did not lead anyone to drive a car to raid.

Besides, Cao Dahua's home is at the foot of King's Park.

It is almost eight o'clock now. Except for the gangsters under Da Fei, it is impossible for normal people to stay in the Maoli parking lot.

Therefore, Zhou Quan is not worried about hurting any innocent citizens in this operation.

As for rushing directly to Da Fei's lair without a search warrant, it is a bit against the rules.

Zhou Quan never cared about this.

Not to mention that Zhou Quan can be sure that Da Fei's batch of arms is hidden in the truck in the parking lot.

Even if there is nothing there, the anti-gangster group sweeping the place of gangsters is also within Zhou Quan's scope of responsibility.

It is just a small and insignificant society, and its sphere of influence is limited to King's Park.

Compared with Wang Bao and the Ni family, Da Fei is not worth mentioning at all.

Zhou Quan had no worries at all, and he just led his men to push forward.

In just over ten minutes, the five teams surrounded the center of the Maoli parking lot.

"Azhan, the parking lot security room!"

"Others, the building in the center of the parking lot!"

"Action!"

At Zhou Quan's command, all the police officers rushed into the parking lot like wild horses.

Although the gangsters under the Dafei Gate arranged guards for the parking lot.

But how could they have thought that the police would raid their lair.

When they found the abnormal situation, the black muzzle of the gun was already pointed in front of them.

"Control!"

"Control!"

"Control!"

...

With the sound of communication one after another, all the gangsters in the Maoli parking lot were controlled by Zhou Quan's brothers.

During this process, all the police officers did not even fire a shot.

"Take everyone to the front of the security room!"

Zhou Quan issued a new order through the microphone.

"Hold your head with your hands, squat down!"

Under the threat of police guns, all the gangsters squatted in the open space in front of the parking lot security room.

There were less than thirty gangsters, and this was the pitiful small force under Da Fei.

With the help of the lights under the eaves of the security room, Zhou Quan saw the faces of these gangsters one by one.

The next moment, a fierce look flashed from the depths of his eyes.

Because among these gangsters, Da Fei, the most critical target of this operation, was missing.

The reason why Zhou Quan divided his brothers into five groups was to ensure that no one in the parking lot could escape.

As a result, Da Fei was not in the Maoli parking lot, which made Zhou Quan nervous immediately.

At the same time, Zhou Quan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"It seems that the smooth sailing during this period has made me a little proud and complacent, and I have forgotten everything..."

While reflecting in his heart, Zhou Quan shouted in a deep voice: "Where is your boss?"

Although the gangsters squatted honestly in the same place, no one answered Zhou Quan's question.

"Ah Zhan, the gun!"

With a calm face, Zhou Quan raised his hand and stretched it back.

At this moment, Zhou Quan's quick-draw gun belt on his waist contained his own gun.

But Zhou Quan still asked for He Wenzhan's gun, and this familiar scene immediately made He Wenzhan understand.

There was no need for Zhou Quan to do it himself, He Wenzhan immediately unloaded the six bullets in his gun.

Then, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed the collar of a gangster in front of Zhou Quan, and lifted him up.

Then, He Wenzhan stuffed his gun into the hands of the gangster without hesitation.

Zhou Quan gave He Wenzhan an appreciative look, and his hand movements were neat and tidy.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Quan's gun on his waist pressed against the gangster's chin.

The arm holding the gun increased its strength, and Zhou Quan forced the gangster to raise his head.

"Tell me, where is your boss?"

He said indifferently with a cold face: "Otherwise, I will shoot you for the crime of robbing a gun and attacking a police officer!"

This series of changes not only stunned the police officers on the scene.

The gangsters who squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads collapsed directly.

It has been heard that the boss of the anti-gang group in Yau Tsim District is extremely ruthless and tough.

But such a blatant frame-up is not as simple as ruthless and tough?

This is completely not taking their lives seriously!

Especially the gangster who was pointed at the chin by Zhou Quan's gun, a warm current directly flowed between his legs.

"Sir, stop joking, I said, I said it!"

The gangster did not dare to hesitate or hesitate any more, and said with a strong crying voice: "Brother Dafei went out to meet friends this afternoon, and he will be back at eleven or twelve at the earliest."

He shook out the news he knew.

He was afraid that if he hesitated, he would be killed on the spot by the cold-faced sir in front of him.

"Who is in charge here now?"

The coldness on Zhou Quan's face eased a little, but the strength in his hands increased again.

"It's me! It's me!"

The gangster that He Wenzhan picked up happened to be the big flying horse who was responsible for guarding the old nest.

This saved Zhou Quan some energy. His sharp eyes stared at the eyes of the gangster.

"Where is the batch of arms hidden by your boss?"

Although he knew that illegal possession of firearms was a felony, compared with his own life, no crime was important.

The gangster had no intention of hiding it at all, and directly said the location of the arms at a very fast speed.

"Hidden in the compartment of a truck."

"The license plate number is DN9852!"

"Sir, I've told you everything I know, you must hold the gun steady!"

The .38 revolver does not have any safety device. Once the trigger is pulled, the bullet will be fired.

The gangster felt like he was being stared at by the god of death, and was afraid that Zhou Quan would shake his hand and kill him on the spot.

No matter how much the power of the .38 revolver is criticized, a headshot at such a close distance will only have one result in the end.

"Ah Xing, you go find the truck, and the others lock these gangsters in the building."

Zhou Quan put his gun back into the holster and gave instructions calmly.

You know, his uncle Huang Bingyao's gun is currently hidden in Da Fei's batch of arms.

Therefore, the only person who can go to search the truck and arms is Zhou Xingxing.