HLnovel Chapter 365 Long Zhen Extra 11
Chapter 365 Long Zhen Extra 11
"Thank you!" Gao Jin thanked.
"The operation is ready. It can be performed immediately when your brother arrives!" Gao Jin said when he saw Hong Wengang walking to the door.
"Notify me when you're done, preferably as soon as possible!" Hong Wengang's voice was low and weak, but it revealed his impatience.
He really had enough of his broken heart!
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Outside the prison
The prison management was strict, and Long Yin couldn't find a way to sneak in, so he stayed outside and waited for the opportunity.
Two hours later, the prison gate opened and a vehicle carrying prisoners drove away.
Taking advantage of the fact that the prison door had just opened and the vehicle was moving slowly, Long Yin seized the opportunity, grabbed the protruding parts with his hands and feet, and quietly hid under the car.
Soon, the vehicle began to accelerate...
The people in the vehicle were very silent, and Long Yin didn't hear any talking.
However, he keenly smelled a strong smell of blood...
Was anyone injured or killed in the car?
As speculation continued, the vehicle gradually arrived at a busy street.
The rain is falling, getting heavier and heavier!
The street was old and dirty, with black mud all over the feet of people passing by. Some of the legs were wearing worn-out pants, and some of the "legs" were like pieces of wood.
Observing along the way, he found that there were quite a few such people. Long Yin was very curious about where they came from.
The vehicle slowly stopped. Long Yin loosened his hands and feet, used his back to push forward, and climbed out from under the vehicle.
After careful observation, he rolled over and hid behind a remote vehicle.
The prison's escort van opened, and two wounded men were dragged out...
As Long Yin secretly entered the factory to check it out, he gradually understood what this place was.
A hell in the sun, a human slaughterhouse!
Frowning in disgust, Long Yin continued to check.
The two people just now were thrown into the innermost part and locked up separately.
The entire factory was covered in blood, and in the room outside, more than a dozen Koreans were eating in raincoats.
Long Yin was shocked when he saw the figure struggling to get up and trying to take the key hanging on the wall.
Chen Guohua?
Lao Huang’s friend, why is he here?
Long Yin walked lightly, like a cat, as he passed by Chen Zhijie, who was tied up like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Under Chen Zhijie's horrified gaze, he raised his finger to signal him to be quiet. Then, he came behind Chen Guohua, reached out his hand, covered his mouth, and whispered, "I am a Hong Kong Island police officer!"
Chen Guohua froze and slowly turned around to see the very handsome young man behind him.
Long Yin smiled slightly, knowing that he recognized him.
He reached out, took the key, and opened the door for Chen Guohua.
And quickly rescued Chen Zhijie...
The uncle and nephew were seriously injured. They supported each other and looked at their colleagues in front of them, who seemed like divine soldiers sent from heaven.
Long Yin looked around and picked up a machete. He felt a little disgusted by the slippery touch on it.
He gently tapped the table with the back of the knife, making a crisp and slight sound.
However, this seemingly insignificant action immediately aroused the vigilance of the Koreans who were eating and drinking outside.
Like a swarm of disturbed bees, they quickly put down the food and wine glasses in their hands, picked up the weapons around them, such as knives, sticks, axes, etc., and rushed to the door with ferocious faces.
Chen Zhijie was stunned when he saw this scene. He couldn't believe his eyes at all.
He quickly turned his head and looked at his uncle Chen Guohua who was standing beside him, hoping to get some explanation or instructions from him.
Chen Guohua seemed to have anticipated all of this. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He said to Chen Zhijie, "Old Huang's godson is no ordinary person. He is quite powerful."
After hearing what his uncle said, Chen Zhijie's doubts not only did not decrease, but became even deeper.
How powerful can one person be?
He looked at his calm colleague with some suspicion, finding it hard to imagine how capable he was.
At this moment, a group of ferocious Koreans rushed into the room, and their attention was instantly attracted by Long Yin who was standing in the front.
These Koreans were obviously very surprised by Long Yin's appearance. They looked at each other, wondering how this guy had sneaked in.
Facing this group of aggressive enemies, Long Yin seemed extremely calm.
He wore a faint smile and waved to the Koreans, as if inviting them to come over. Then he said slowly, "Come on, everyone. I don't have much time to waste with you!"
Before he could finish his words, the Koreans pounced on Long Yin like hungry wolves, holding high all kinds of weapons in their hands and rushing towards him with their fangs and claws bared.
However, Long Yin was not afraid at all. He held a sharp machete tightly in his hand, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the blade made a beautiful knife flower in the air.
Then, he flashed and approached a Korean man with a face full of flesh like a ghost, and chopped the man with the machete in his hand at lightning speed.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. The Korean man fell to the ground and died on the spot without even having time to scream.
This scene happened so quickly that other Koreans didn't have time to react.
Long Yin would not give them a chance to breathe. The machete in his hand was like lightning, drawing deadly arcs in the air, and blood and flesh flew wherever it passed.
Soon, the originally spacious room was filled with Korean corpses lying in all directions, the blood dyed the floor red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Chen Zhijie widened his eyes and looked at the bloody scene in disbelief.
He simply couldn't believe that Long Yin was so powerful. He was like Bruce Lee in the world!
There was a sinister guy who did not come in with his companions, but quietly went to get a gun.
Long Yin's ears twitched slightly, and he quickly lowered his body and found a cover to hide. During this time, he swung the machete in his hand and, following the sound of the gunshot, hit the forehead of the guy who fired the cold shot.
The man froze, the gun in his hand fell to the ground, and the machete hit his forehead with great force, embedding it into his face. Blood flowed from the wound, and he soon fell to the ground and died.
"Uncle, is he from the special forces?" Chen Zhijie was so shocked by the scene that his jaw dropped.
Chen Guohua was also a little surprised. He only knew that Lao Huang, his godson, had a lot of experience and was very capable, but he didn't know that his skills were so amazing.
"Done!" Long Yin stood up, threw away the machete in his hand, took out a tissue and carefully wiped the dirt off his hands.
"Um, Aaron, right? Thank you so much!" Chen Guohua's wounds were very painful, and he grinned and thanked him.
Chen Zhijie, standing beside him, said stiffly, "Thank you!"
"No need to thank me, we are all Hong Kong police officers! We are one family!" Long Yin threw away the paper in his hand and said with a smile.
"Then what should we do now..." Chen Guohua was about to say something when he saw Long Yin's expression become serious and signaled him to be quiet.
Uncle Chen Guohua and his nephew were confused, so they obediently shut their mouths and pricked up their ears.
Soon, they understood.
There are sounds of vehicles moving...
Shortly after the three of them found a place to hide, two figures rushed in.
"So many dead people?" someone exclaimed.
"Where are the two policemen?"
"There are no dead..."
"They're not dead!"
"Achai, I know you're a police officer and you wouldn't do anything that goes against your conscience. Now, they've run away on their own."
"You don't need...anyone?"
It turned out that the two prison guards, Achai and Yaguang, felt guilty and came back to rescue Chen Guohua and his nephew.