Siheyuan: Kill Han Qingkui, Tian Zao is entangled with me

Chapter 55: Beating Duan Feipeng

"What are you talking about? I want to see that girl, too. Who can seduce your soul?"

I heard a little thing's cry for help not far away, and I thought to myself, "Oh no!"

"Brother, where are you going?"

Zheng Chaoyang had already rushed towards the shouting source, kicked open the door of the private room, and saw Duan Feipeng waving a dagger and preparing to commit murder.

"You're the one who stole my brother's woman? And you broke his ribs?"

"What woman? What brother? Did you find the wrong person?"

"You've already snatched that woman away from me, and you're still playing dumb with me? How are you going to pay for my brother's medical expenses?"

"I take it you are here to seek death?"

Without caring about the little thing, Duan Feipeng swung the dagger towards Zheng Chaoyang, but was kicked hard by him, and the dagger in his hand fell out of his hand.

Covering the numbness on his wrist, he guessed that the person was very strong, so he rushed out of the window directly.

"Is everything okay?"

"Do not touch me!"

"Brother, how are you? Little thing, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

"You protect her, I'll go chase that thief!"

"That Duan Feipeng is no ordinary thief, he's very good with a knife!"

"is it?"

Having said that, Zheng Chaoyang jumped down.

"Brother Qi, who is he?"

"He's my big brother and a police officer, don't be afraid!"

When Zheng Chaoyang changed into casual clothes and walked into Yuxiang Garden, he was seen by Duomen who had turned back.

He immediately knew what might happen, so he found a public telephone booth and called the police station directly.

Duan Feipeng ran very fast, but Zheng Chaoyang was not slow either.

The more the people in front ran, the more frightened they became; the people chasing behind were not so anxious anymore.

The numbness in my wrist had just eased a little, and I held the dagger tightly in my hand again. Rather than not being able to escape, I might as well give it a try.

Zheng Chaoshan was naturally also nearby. Having been separated from his brother for many years, he also wanted to know how his brother had changed over the years.

But Wan Linsheng alone made him feel overwhelmed, which shows that his fighting ability is quite poor.

If his brother was really defeated, he would save him even if it meant disobeying orders.

Duan Feipeng's second dagger flew far away under Zheng Chaoyang's precise sweeping kick.

This damn numbness and soreness in the joints is what Zheng Chaoshan told him was an attack of tendonitis.

"Who are you?"

"I have no obligation to educate the dead."

"Tsk, you think you are strong?"

"You talk too much nonsense. Are you really a thief? Why don't you fly over here and let me see!"

A handful of debris was thrown at Zheng Chaoyang, and Duan Feipeng once again used his skills to jump over the low wall in a few breaths.

"It's nothing more than that."

There was a "puff" sound behind him, and Zheng Chaoyang was already standing behind him like a ghost.

Then the chase started again. Duan Feipeng knew that he was being targeted by a master who never got tired.

His psychological defenses collapsed at this moment.

I can't fight, but I can't escape, and I can't escape.

Suddenly he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Zheng Chaoyang with a sneer on his face.

With a "bang" sound of a gunshot, a pistol fell to the ground, and Duan Feipeng looked at his palm that was pierced by the bullet in horror.

What kind of monster is this?

I didn't even see him draw the gun, and my right index finger was killed along with the trigger.

"Fuck you!"

This time he ran as fast as he could, and when Zheng Chaoyang was about to continue chasing, a pile of debris fell from above, blocking his way. His brother took action.

After watching the show for a long time, I finally took action.

The severed finger on the ground was still bleeding, and there was another Colt M1911.

It seems to have become the standard for this group of spies.

Taking out gloves, he picked up the severed fingers and pistol on the ground, and Hao Pingchuan and his men arrived in time.

"Is everything okay?"

"What? You want to ask if I'm not dead? I'm fine!"

He handed the severed finger and the pistol in the glove to the police officer who came with him and took them back as evidence.

"There's a dagger behind the wall over there, so don't litter."

"Brother Zheng, are you okay?"

"Don't be so fussy. Where is that little girl? Take her back to the police station. It's very dangerous to stay here if being targeted by such an expert."

At least Duan Feipeng's right hand is useless, so he will be a left-handed swordsman from now on.

[Duan Feipeng: Danger level 4]

[Taoyuan Operations Team Erlang Duan Feipeng's data has been recorded]

His fingers are broken, how can he record anything?
Yup!

Zong Xiangfang doesn’t know!
I love you!
Hu Feng returned to their secret department and began to investigate Zheng Chaoyang's past.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

From the Japanese-occupied city of Sijiu to the present, his resume is a thick stack.

In terms of seniority, he crushes everyone here.

In terms of experience, even Hu Feng is not as rich as him.

He studied in the Japanese police school and worked undercover in the old police station for several years. If it weren't for a traitor, he would not have been discovered.

Besides, many people died that day because of the traitor's leak.

He and Luo Yong were the few people who escaped from the city intact.

He fought guerrilla warfare, joined the party, fought the Japanese, and fought bald men. Even the list in Xu Zongren's hand was obtained by him at the risk of his life.

How could such a person be a spy?

For the first time, Wu Feng was a little shaken.

"Team leader, Sun Tie is here."

"Tiedan, I went to the Municipal Bureau with the Section Chief today to learn about the situation. We also found the person you mentioned. His name is Zheng Chaoyang, and he is the head of the Municipal Bureau's interrogation team."

"Zheng Chaoyang again?"

"What happened to your face? Who hit you?"

Sun Tie told Wu Feng what had just happened.

"Tiedan, when did you start to solve cases based on your feelings? Do you know how dangerous it is to doubt your comrades? Just because he saved Tian Zao? Do you know that in such an environment, if you don't kill them, they will take your life? I'm asking you again, do you really doubt Zheng Chaoyang, or are you just angry?"

"I"

What did this make him say?
"Let's use evidence to prove everything! If it is ultimately determined to be my fault, I can take responsibility!"

"You are responsible? What are you responsible for? If it turns out that these are all misunderstandings, do you know what consequences you will have to bear?"

For now we have no choice but to continue investigating. The higher-ups already know about it, so we can't give up halfway.

Zheng Chaoyang changed his clothes and came to Zong Xiangfang's residence, waiting for him to pass by.

At least for now, the real Duan Feipeng has no time to contact him, this cold chess piece with ulterior motives.

[The severed finger has been simulated, please pay attention to the details]

It works!
The index finger was simply missing, but he could still feel its existence, it was just deceiving his vision.

Zong Xiangfang came back with an oil-paper bag and a bottle of shochu in his hand.

As soon as I entered the door and was about to close it with my foot, it was blocked by someone.

"How did you find me here?"

(End of this chapter)