Since the last exposure of Hang Shui Street as a drug dealer base, the city government has focused on this marginal area that has been neglected for many years. After drastic rectification, it has become a new look.
The motorcycle gangs that roamed the streets disappeared. The vulgar billboards and neon lights were all removed and replaced with incandescent lights and red slogans. The old and messy wires were difficult to modify into underground cables for a while, so they remained unchanged.
Shampoo shops and KTVs that provided sexual services were all ordered to close down. Hangshui Street, which once entertained people to death all night long, has become a bleak place today. However, compared with the smog and dust a few months ago, Hangshui Street
Old neighbors in the periphery said that the current peace and tranquility are more reassuring.
After dinner, some old neighbors took a walk with a few old friends to Hang Shui Street. They pointed at the familiar and unfamiliar buildings and lamented the mess of the past few years.
They said that if it hadn't been for the inexplicable armed fight that broke out a few years ago, Hang Shui Street would have been taken over by the government and transformed into a healthy and developed new commercial district. How could it have been wasted so many years by those with evil intentions?
"To treat a malignant sore, you must let it rot thoroughly, dig it out ruthlessly, including the skin and flesh to the bones, and then slowly wait for it to grow new flesh." Four or five middle-aged men wearing slippers and old men's sweatshirts talked excitedly.
Talking loudly with hands and feet, they walked around the corner towards the site of the old train station in front of them.
"Did you see that building? It's a fitness club that was converted from a train station. Five months ago, all the luxury cars were parked in front of it! The second generation of rich people and the third generation of officials in Guangdong City all got annual passes.
People gather to race cars and take drugs every now and then! Do you know how many people died on the mountainous road behind?"
"That night, hundreds of policemen surrounded Hang Shui Street with guns and cannons. I saw it clearly from the ninth floor at the time. The rebels who dared to resist were all shot, and the entire Hang Shui Street was dug up three feet into the ground! Yes!
Really digging deep into the ground!!”
They gradually approached the dark club, talking loudly as if they were competing with each other to see whose spit could spray higher and farther!
Suddenly, a clanging sound came from the club, which was completely silent. It was like metal digging into the wall, breaking the darkness and silence. The three-story building quietly crawled on the site of the old train station, with the loneliness and coldness behind it.
There are few people in the mountains, and the dim color lines on the ground are like slowly flowing blood.
"Did you hear anything?"
"…The club closed its doors several months ago, right?"
"It's a thief, the fitness equipment inside is very valuable."
"Why don't you call the police right away?!"
"I didn't bring my cell phone, did you bring it?"
“What cell phone should I bring with me for a walk?”
"Uh... go home. It's better to go home and call the police."
At this moment, the mountain wind swooped down and roared with a frightening sound. It scared four or five middle-aged men to the point where their scalps went numb and they ran away. How could they still talk in a righteous manner before?
Momentum?
Fortunately, they were timid and ran fast enough to save their lives, and did not notice a red dot cast by infrared rays in the blind corner of their sight. If they had been more curious and took a step forward, the red dot would have landed on any fatal part of their bodies.
At the window on the third floor of the club, a man with a tall nose and deep eyes retrieved his sniper rifle that was ready to go. After disassembling and dismembering the body, he stuffed it into the black box at his feet. He picked it up and hurried downstairs to the basement of the club.
The basement of the club was converted into a fighting venue by Chen Sanhei. After the 20-day anti-gang and evil operation in February, there is still some scale left, and the grand occasion of the past can be vaguely seen.
But now it is pitted like a rag doll that has been ruined countless times. A big pit appeared on the middle platform, and a green-haired head suddenly appeared in the pit. It was a handsome-looking young man, and the hair on the top of his head was dyed green.
, looks like a dead second with a green turtle on its head.
The young man easily climbed out of the pit, patted the dirt on his palms from the installation of the bomb, and played with his green hair that had just been dyed for less than two days in a cool manner. He felt very good about himself, very handsome and invincible.
The man with the tall nose and deep eyes silently looked away. The green hair was really ugly.
"Pretended?" The man's Mandarin was very blunt, and he said expressionlessly: "Move quickly, someone just noticed the movement here. We'd better not attract the attention of the Chinese police, Lou Ji."
Lou Ji grabbed his backpack and hat from the ground, jogged past his companions and stopped at the basement door. He turned around, held the bomb remote control tightly in his palm, and was caught off guard by the shocked and angry eyes of his companions. He pressed the switch.
There was a dull roar, the ground and the chandelier shook at the same time, and gravel splashed everywhere. The companion reacted quickly and fell down before the explosion. Although the reaction was fast enough, the shock wave generated by the explosion still hurt the companion's back.
The man with the tall nose and deep eyes immediately pulled out the gun from his waist, pointed it at Lou Ji's head, and shouted angrily: "You want to kill me?!"
Lou Ji spread his hands and said innocently: "It was you who urged me to hurry up."
The companion was furious: "You're not going to wait for me to go away and then detonate it?!"
Lou Ji comforted him: "Don't be angry, aren't you okay?" His words were like fanning the flames, and his attitude of "Why worry about it if you're okay anyway" made people angry, but he continued: "Look what treasure we dug up.
"
Ignoring the anger of his companions, he ran straight to the crater that exploded for the second time and looked out. Unexpectedly, he blew a loud whistle: "It seems she didn't lie. She is indeed hiding here."
After hearing this, his companion hurriedly walked over, looked at the bottom of the pit and saw several large rusty iron boxes under the blasted cement layer: "We need to open it to confirm whether it is that thing." After that, he jumped down.
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Lou Ji squatted beside the pit and watched him cut through the thin cement layer, open the iron lock and pry open the iron box. With a bang, the heavy iron box lid was flipped to the ground, leaving behind years of dust and stench.
It was visible to the naked eye and made people cough.
Fanning away the dust and covering his mouth and nose, the man bent down and reached into the foam and cardboard that were used as a simple covering on the surface of the box. His palms touched the cold machinery. The next moment, he lifted the foam and cardboard directly and stared straight into the box.
Dark, dusty firearms.
There is no doubt that the other two iron boxes are also filled with the same model of firearms. This is a batch of brand new and old firearms!
It is said to be brand new because it has not been used, and it is said to be old because it has been 16 years since it was manufactured! This is a batch of firearms that have been gathering dust for 16 years!
The hiding place has been moved many times over the past 16 years, and the two cement floors in the basement of the Tianfeng Club on Hang Shui Street was its latest and last hiding place.
"Although I don't like the Chinese government, I have to admit that the Chinese are very powerful, and their manufacturing level is quite first-rate, especially in terms of firearms." The foreign man with a tall nose and deep eyes raised a still brand-new hand -
While stroking the gun, he said arrogantly: "I bet these guns can still kill people! They are beautiful, and their performance has not been affected by time. Lou Ji, come here and help move them away."
"No need to move it." Lou Ji shook his head, and before his companion at the bottom of the pit turned around, he shot him in the head. The man who was still touching the gun groaned and fell on the treasure pile of guns and weapons, and Lou Ji frowned.
He scratched his hair and muttered: "Why do I always encounter these innocent and cute things? Do you know how troublesome it is to deal with them?"
He jumped down to the bottom of the pit to install the explosive device. While installing it, he complained: "Do you think China is your home? Move away! Move away! Is this as easy as moving? This is smuggling firearms, brother!!
Can you carry all this stuff out of the neighborhood?"
The blasting device was installed at the bottom of the pit, followed by the entire basement, and then several corners on the first floor. Lou Jicai, who had basically installed all the blasting devices he brought in his backpack, walked out of the club with ease, took apart the chewing gum and put it away.
Chew it in your mouth and blow bubbles while looking at the three-story building standing in the darkness.
He shrugged, stretched, and pressed the blasting switch casually, as if it were just a car key in his hand, killing people easily and without batting an eye.
"Done!"
Lou Ji happily snapped his fingers, his voice completely covered up by the loud roar.
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Captain Liao of Beitian District was woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night. When he was sleepy, he was instantly startled when he heard the news from the other end of the phone. He woke up immediately as if he had been splashed with ice water and subconsciously turned up the volume: "There is a fire on Hangshui Street.
?!"
He jumped out of bed and hurriedly approved the clothes and went out: "Explosion sound? Are you sure you are right? Hasn't Hang Shui Street been renovated and all the garbage and flies have been cleaned up? The neighbors have heard it - OK, I'll rush there now!"
"
With the Tianfeng Club as the center of the fire, the old circuits on Hang Shui Street, the accumulation of many flammable items in old buildings, and the blocked fire exits, the fire quickly expanded to the point where it was difficult to extinguish it. In addition, the weather was dry and the mountain breeze
The hustle and bustle actually caused wildfires at the same time.
Fortunately, the violent sound of the explosion attracted the attention of the surrounding old neighbors. Someone immediately raised the fire alarm, and the firefighters rushed to the scene in time to suppress the fire so that the fire did not endanger the surrounding residential areas. However, the old wires and illegal buildings still trapped the pit street.
In the vast sea of fire, the dangerous momentum has not weakened by half.
Most of the fire brigade from Beitian District came to fight the fire. Ambulances, police, and traffic police rushed to the scene to maintain order. The criminal police were notified and went back to the branch overnight to hold a meeting to formulate a detailed plan to investigate the fire.
A fire of this magnitude is bound to cause loss of life, and the explosions heard by residents indicate that the fire is unusual and that relevant personnel are urgently required to file a case for investigation.
This chapter has been completed!