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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Quick Fight

Fu Ping'an has fought, seen blood, and received training in special operations in jungle areas. This nameless island has lush vegetation and is suitable for concealment. The other party's identity is doubtful, but what can be ruled out is the identity of the military and police. After all, this is a prosperous area close to Shenzhen, Hong Kong, Zhuhai and Macao, only a few dozen nautical miles away from the mainland. It is not as lonely as 374 Island, facing North Korea and South Korea, so he judged that these gunmen should be members of the criminal gang.

No matter how powerful criminals are, as long as they are not from the army, they are not afraid of it. The stage for their ability to display is not in jungle islands, but in the streets and alleys of the city, the city environment and the so-called rivers and lakes are their strength bonus. But on the deserted islands, how many brothers do you have, how cruel you know, how loyal you are, all are useless. The only thing that determines life and death is the body, weapons and steel-like will.

Fu Ping'an was not in a hurry to find Americans or enemies. Although the island was not big, it was quite difficult to find someone to hide. He covered his body with mud and climbed onto the trees to wait for the rabbit. After a moment, he heard a sound from the bushes, as if a beast was running. A man was panicked and came out of a bunch of dense shrubs, tied his hands in front of him, rolling and crawling, in a mess.

Although Fu Ping'an did not know this person, he was sure that he was also a victim. Without hesitation, he jumped down and threw the person to the ground, and put the meat-cutting knife on his neck.

The man reacted quickly and turned around when he was knocked down, just in time to see the attacker's face.

"Fu Ping'an!" the man blurted out.

"I, Gao Yan, you don't know me anymore. By the way, you have lost your memory, your own people! Dongsheng is still there!" Gao Yan saw the strangeness in the other person's eyes, and quickly added.

"Gao Yan... Police?" Fu Ping'an remembered some things again.

"Yes, policeman, good guy."

Fu Ping'an cut off Gao Yan's tied rope: "What's going on in Dongsheng?"

"We went to Thailand to find you and handled a case by the way. The boat got here. Last night, it broke down and stopped outside the island and was exposed when the repairman was waiting for the repairman..."

"Needless to say, what's going on with the other party."

"They have guns, eight people, and some have been soldiers."

"How many guns?"

"The short one is not clear, the long one is two."

If Fan Dongsheng had not been in the hands of the enemy, Fu Ping'an would have carried out slowly and regarded it as a hunt. Now, for the sake of his brother's safety, it must be resolved as soon as possible, but it can be despised strategically, and must be taken seriously in tactical terms, and must not act recklessly.

Fu Ping'an thought for a moment: "The island is very small and it is bound to meet you. You lure the enemy, I will kill the enemy, and act according to the opportunity."

Gao Yan is an excellent criminal policeman, but solving a case is a different matter. He nodded in his mind and obeyed Fu Ping'an's command.

The island was really small. After a distance, I heard someone twitching the bushes and cursing. Fu Ping'an winked, Gao Yan turned around and ran away, deliberately making a sound. The other party noticed his traces and shouted and chased after him. A man passed by Fu Ping'an, but he didn't find the buried ambush at all. He grabbed it and wiped his neck, as if an old chef killed a chicken.

Fu Ping'an killed someone calmly, but his heart was not fluctuating. He took the dead gun, which was a half-old May Fourth, and the sleeve was engraved with Vietnamese words. It should be an old man who aided Vietnam decades ago. He pulled the sleeve to remove the bullets and looked at the chamber. The rifle was quite new. This gun was long enough but it fired no more than 500 bullets.

With the gun in hand, the courage will be stronger. The visibility in the deep forest is very low, and people cannot be seen a few meters away. It is best to break each one...

Gao Yan drilled in the bushes for a while, and there was no movement behind him. He didn't know if Fu Ping'an had destroyed the enemy or was wiped out by the enemy. The enemy was numerous and we were few, so he did not dare to act rashly, so he could only stand on the spot.

Fu Ping'an didn't care about Gao Yan anymore. He believed that Gao Yan would save his life, so he simply killed him alone. He just killed three people, captured one alive, and led the prisoner to the beach on the back of the mountain. This was the other side of the island, and the beach area was smaller. A fishing boat stopped near the sea. There were three people standing on the beach, one kneeling, and Fan Dongsheng was kneeling.

Fan Dongsheng was tied with his hands behind his back, like a death row prisoner waiting for execution, dejected and motionless. One of the three men looked like a leader, with a polo shirt tied in his trousers, wearing sunglasses, half-dips, and the other two were thugs, holding a shiny m16 rifle.

At such a close distance, Fu Ping'an shot the gun. He took off the seized m16 and hit a single shot, knocked down one, and then knocked down another. When aiming at the polo shirt, the opponent had already pulled Fan Dongsheng up, blocked him in front of him to make a shield, and looked around.

Fu Ping'an pushed the prisoners out of the woods and walked all the way to a distance of ten meters. Both sides pressed the hostage's head with pistols and did not dare to shoot.

There is no such nonsense in the movie, because the other party does not know the relationship between the hostage and Fu Ping'an. The hostage hostage is only used to block guns and does not have the function of coercing the opponent. Suddenly, a mysterious gunman appeared, which made him panic and his hand holding the gun was shaking.

Fu Ping'an didn't say anything about putting down the gun and surrendering or letting the hostages go. I let you go and letting you live without nutrition. He is looking for an opportunity. At this time, he needs the tacit understanding between the two brothers.

Fan Dongsheng's neck was strangled from behind by a polo shirt, and his muzzle was pressed against his temple, so he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

Fu Ping'an had a sudden inspiration and moved the muzzle away from the hostage's head and turned forward. Sure enough, Polo's reaction subconsciously and also moved the muzzle away from Fan Dongsheng's head.

It was the moment when two gunshots were connected together. The bullets from the polo shirt hit Fu Ping'an's hostage. Fu Ping'an's bullets pierced his head almost at the same time. Fan Dongsheng's face was sprayed with red and white colors.

Fan Dongsheng sat on the ground with a lingering fear, and after a while, he said, "Be careful next time."

"Why are you here?" Fu Ping'an asked.

"It's a long story, how did you come?" Fan Dongsheng wiped his face and looked back at the sea. There was still a person on the fishing boat who was starting the engine and running away at this moment.

Fu Ping'an picked up the rifle and fired several points. The small-caliber bullet could not injure the fishing boat. He could only watch the boat fleeing north and enter the HK waters.

Fan Dongsheng ran to the beach and washed the blood on his face and neck with sea water. Then he came back to report to his brother. It turned out that he and Gao Yan were looking for Fu Ping'an in Thailand. By chance, they encountered a big case. After asking for instructions from their superiors, they broke into the criminal gang and came here with the ship. As a result, the incident happened halfway, a Hong Kong policeman was killed on the spot. Fan Dongsheng was impulsive and exposed his identity. If a bird-photographer hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Brother, where is Gao Yan?" Fan Dongsheng asked.

"He's very good." Fu Ping'an flipped around the body, only finding his cell phone, without a satellite phone.

Apart from the person who escaped by the fishing boat, there was no living left. Fu Ping'an said: "Do your brother a favor, you and Gao Yan will take the matter down, can you?"

"No!" Gao Yan's answer came from the bushes, and he appeared with a stick in his arms, "What you are talking about is called Mao Gong."

Fu Ping'an said: "My own bowl of porridge is not cold yet. Can't I get into trouble again? I have to explain how many things I have to say about seven lives. I can't detain me for days or nights. Maybe there are foreigners here, which is even more troublesome. You two have the status to help me block it."

Gao Yan said: "Brother, be serious, that's called perjury."

Fan Dongsheng also said: "Brother, we are not afraid, we have the protection of our body."

Fu Ping'an kicked him: "You are crazy."

Fan Dongsheng said: "Brother Gao, do you think my brother has returned to normal?"

Gao Yan said: "The skills have recovered by 80% or the ship will not be able to escape."

Fu Ping'an said: "I remember a lot of things. Please remind me, what's going on?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "Brother, you got the car hit and the plug-in is gone. You are a little confused. There is nothing big about anything else."

Fu Ping'an said: "There are still memories blank in recent years. What is my specific situation now?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "You know what the specific situation is, and I really can't tell me. Anyway, you always remember after graduating from college. By the way, you even found a sister-in-law named Liu Xiaona for me. I remember that it was the one who took care of you in the hospital, and it happened three times a week."

Gao Yan frowned: "Three times?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "Well, I, Sister Mu Lan, are there the rest of the time."

Fu Ping'an remembered something again. Liu Xiaona was indeed her girlfriend. The two were having conflicts at that time. It was to save Liu Xiaona herself that she was hit by a car.

He suddenly thought of Gu Qinghua and his heart sank heavily.

Takayao Iwon set up a shed and looked north, and two speedboats sailed here.

"Collect weapons and ammunition and prepare for battle." Fu Ping'an also saw the speedboat.

...

The rubber raft was still floating on the sea. Gu Tsinghua kept in touch with the police with a satellite phone. He heard that there were more than a dozen foreigners here, and the officials attached great importance to it. The armed police border guards dispatched four speedboats to the scene, and dozens of civilian ships also joined the rescue team.

Three rubber rafts were rescued by fishermen one after another. They boarded the fishing boat, put on life jackets, and looked at the island, extremely anxious.

After the border armed police boarded the island, they received instructions from their superiors to work together with the HK water police to arrest criminals.

But they were fine. The armed police and the water police jointly cleaned the battlefield and carried out four corpses from the jungle. They were all killed by sharp weapons. They were killed with one knife and were neat and neat.

Four people were found on the island, one American and three Chinese men, two of whom claimed to be Jiangdong detectives, and the third person was a security guard working in a park in Shenzhen.

"I stayed to save Mike, and I heard a few gunshots and didn't know anything else." Fu Ping'an said calmly, handing over the memory card.

This island is under the jurisdiction of the Lingdingyang Town, and the criminal cases on the island are naturally the responsibility of the police and border police station. The HK water police can only share information and wait for the mainland to inform.

The border armed police soldiers dismantled and loaded the tents and picnic equipment left by the international camping regiment, cleaned up all the garbage and transported it to Zhuhai together with four bodies. Gu Tsinghua and the others had already sent it to Zhuhai city in advance.

Fu Ping'an and his two brothers also boarded the armed police ship.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Gao Yan patted Fu Ping'an on the shoulder.

"Oh." Fu Ping'an nodded honestly.

When the ship approached the mainland, Fu Ping'an turned on his phone and quickly jumped out several messages, including Mu Lan's posts, and Luo Han's posts. He called Mu Lan first and said that he was in Zhuhai and he was fine and could go back immediately.

Mu Lan's surprise and relieved reaction made him feel very uncomfortable.

When he called Luohan again, Luohan was very rude: "Where have you been? Your phone has also been turned off."

"I went to a small island in Wailingdingyang and something happened." Fu Ping'an replied.

Luohan was shocked: "Do you know who I am? You remembered?"

"Yes, I remember a lot of things." Fu Ping'an said.

It seemed that Luo Han handed Luo Jin the phone there, but Luo Jin was unwilling to say anything, so he pushed it around and hung up.

Fu Ping'an's mind was hit by various new and old information one after another. Li Ke's adventure, Pan Xing's widow's plight, Luo Jin's appearance, his own car accident, Mu Lan's care, and all kinds of things made him overwhelmed.

But at this moment he doesn't care about humans, he just wants to Gu Tsinghua.

...

Most of the online articles are driven by desire. This kind of control is very simple, but it is much more difficult to drive it with emotion. It must be logical and human, and it must be suitable for everyone's appetite. The protagonist cannot be spoiled or scumbag, the plot cannot be cliché or too outstanding. Therefore, the progress of almost every plot must be previewed in the author's mind more than three times, which is at least three alternatives. Each plot you see has been selected for more than three rounds, which is one of the reasons why the speed has not been faster.

The output of the text is actually the output of the author's emotions. This output is not lossless. If the emotions in my mind are 1,000 points, it is considered a master if you can use the text to output 100 points. Therefore, high-quality text is very consuming, and it consumes more emotions. You can watch the plots in the previous chapters, but it also consumes a lot of money for me. It is equivalent to an old man in his forties who simulates his mentality and goes back to the age of 18 to have a relationship. I am tired and I have to slowly come back. Try to ensure normal updates.
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