At some point, two teams of police officers dressed in black tactical uniforms suddenly rushed out from behind the two, several of them holding black handguns. They were followed by a fully armed group of police officers.
The policeman closest to them had already pressed the handgun against their forehead.
At such a close distance, they had not noticed anything just now. The shopkeeper from the store behind had been informed by the police when he left this morning and was asked to provide cover and assistance. Seeing the current scene, he was so frightened that his legs went weak.
"Police officer, can I, can I go now?" His family had been farmers for three generations, and he had never witnessed such a scene before.
Everyone's attention was not distracted by this sentence. In the end, the owner was taken out by the policeman beside him.
"You two squat down and hold your heads!"
The two of them looked at the police surrounding them, knowing that struggling would be in vain. They obediently crouched down, hands behind their heads. Soon, two police officers came over and securely handcuffed them.
After they lost the ability to move, the muzzles were slightly moved away, and several people came up from behind and took them to the backyard of the store.
At six in the morning, the wind was cold.
The two of them squatted in the corner and looked at the group of people in front of them, trembling with fear. "Officers, what are you doing?"
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