The night in Bincheng suddenly became noisy, and the public security departments across the city carried out actions to sort out the public security in the city.

Song Yongjia received internal news and gathered all his main subordinates together, and the gathering was in a dance hall on Jiangbin Road.

Nowadays, nightclubs and bars have been opened in the coastal areas. The mainland is mostly dominated by dance halls. It was not until the late 1980s that nightclubs appeared on a large scale in the mainland.

Song Yongjia contracted a lot of demolition projects in the city and made some money. In order to compete with other demolition teams, he began to recruit idle people in society and labor-laborers. In the competition with other demolition teams, these people came in handy.

Afterwards, Song Yongjia felt that he could not make a lot of money in demolition, so he opened some entertainment venues to find a way. This oriental dance hall was occupied by him through threats and intimidation. In addition to this one, several dance halls were targeted by him and he was choosing the right time.

Chang Jun gathered the team, and the security team of Dongxing Group had a total of more than 300 people, mostly veterans. These people were not only well-trained, but also well-equipped. They were equipped with advanced foreign equipment, explosion-proof suits, explosion-proof forks, tear gas, explosion-proof nets, anesthesia guns, electric batons and other explosion-proof equipment. They were all imported goods from abroad.

Many state-owned enterprises in the 1980s had their own armed forces, which were usually called the Security Department or Security Department. Moreover, the security departments of many enterprises had guns and were generally equipped with Type 5 and Six semi-automatic.

In the early days of liberation, the state set up these security departments in factories in order to prevent the Kuomintang spies from sabotage and social criminals. Until now, enterprises often organize military drills, so don’t underestimate the security team of enterprises. Sometimes they are similar to police, maintain the security of enterprises and arrest and interrogate sabotage elements.

Chang Jun called Lin Johnson several times but failed to get through. He guessed that he might have already boarded the plane, so he called Zhong Dazhou.

Chang Jun said, "Brother Zhong, we are ready!"

Zhong Dazhou asked: "How many people do you have? Don't miss the net. Song Yongjia has a lot of people!"

Chang Jun looked at the three fully armed security teams behind him and said to the microphone: "A total of 240 people gathered!"

Zhong Dazhou: "Okay, that's enough. I can only send 8 people to the bureau. The others have tasks, but you have so many people."

Chang Jun hung up the phone, turned around to face the silent security team, and shouted: "Keep quiet and get in the car!"

The team members also knew that there would be a tough battle tonight, otherwise the company would not have mobilized so much, and all the equipment was sent out. Everyone got on the car silently, and soon trucks drove out of the safety department's courtyard.

After driving for about half an hour, the truck stopped one stop from the Oriental Dance Hall.

Chang Jun and Zhong Dazhou met and asked, "Brother Zhong, have you reported to the superiors? This action is quite big. Song Yongjia and his gang have more than 30 people in this house!"

Zhong Dazhou patted Chang Jun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I have reported to Director Zhang Delin of the Municipal Bureau. Song Yongjia is also a criminal gang with a brute-minded nature that is rampant in the west of the city. Director Zhang has long been determined to clean up illegal phenomena in the city. This time it is just a typical example!"

Chang Jun nodded: "Brother Zhong, don't be careless, this group of people may have guns in their hands!"

Zhong Dazhou's expression was a little serious, and he nodded and said, "Okay, don't be careless either. Let your people first ensure their safety!"

At this time, in the Oriental Dance Hall, Wen Qiang and his confidants were gathering together. Everyone was drinking, drinking, dancing, but their boss seemed to be in a deep mood.

"Brother Wen, why are you looking unhappy? Who messed with you?" Wang Weifan walked over with a girl in his arms and asked with a smile.

Wen Qiang squeezed out a smile and said, "It's nothing, go play with you, I have hemorrhoids today!"

Haha, Wang Weifan was amused: "If you can't, go to the doctor, don't be able to wipe it off!" The girl in his arms was also giggling with joy. Wang Weifan pinched her and pulled someone into the dance floor.

Wen Qiang's subordinates couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Brother Wen, Xiao Ke doesn't take you seriously. One day we will teach him a lesson!"

"That's right, I don't know what the Fourth Master is thinking, so I have recruited some such people!" The little brother next to me muttered.

Wen Qiang's subordinates glared and cursed: "Fourth Master, No, Fourth Master, Whose Master is he?"

"Ouch!" The younger brother was so scared that he shrank his neck. Seeing that the people present were full of bad faces, he stood up and got up and got into the crowd.

The subordinate turned his head and asked, "Brother Wen, Song Yongjia attaches great importance to Li Zhengguang and Xiao Ke these days. Have you taken any big moves?" The others also looked at Wen Qiang, all wanting to find out some news.

In fact, Wen Qiang also muttered in his heart that Li Zhengguang is not easy to mess with. It is said that he was very loyal in the Tao, and he dared to fight and had the Koreans under his command. Xiao Ke is a big gangster in the Nancheng area and was recruited by Song Yongjia recently.

Wen Qiang guessed that Song Yongjia must have done something recently. He no longer trusted himself and valued Li Zhengguang very much. Li Zhengguang and Lin Johnson still have a grudge. Could it be that Song Yongjia wanted to rebel against Lin Johnson?

But he felt that this was impossible. With the ability of Song Yongjia and others, he was no match for Lin Johnson at all. He could get some money to demolition and to raise his brothers, but fortunately he could make some money by making some money in the dance hall occupied. How could he fight Lin Johnson?

Wen Qiang knew clearly that they were able to gain a foothold in Bincheng so smoothly with Lin Qiang-John's support, and their power gradually grew and more and more under his command, but this was simply incomparable to Lin Qiang-John's security teams. What's more, he still has a deep relationship with the city. He belongs to the big profit and taxpayers in Bincheng and even the whole province. Who can afford him!

Now that Song Yongjia is confused, if he wants to deal with Lin Qiangsheng, Wen Qiang will never follow him to the dark. He has contacted Chang Jun secretly, and today he sent a message to Chang Jun. Song Yongjia gathered everyone in the Oriental Dance Hall, as if there was a big move.

At this time, outside the door of the dance hall, Chang Jun, Zhong Dazhou and others had already touched it, and they observed it secretly.

A gangster is a gangster. A group of mobs gathered together, without even a guard, which is far worse than the real blackness of Hong Kong and Taiwan.

A tall building with a dark appearance, a large neon plaque, and the noise coming from inside proved that many people gathered.

"Let's go together!" Zhong Dazhou drew his gun and looked back at the police he brought, saying with some confidence.

Chang Jun shook his head and said, "No, Brother Zhong, you are watching us from behind this time!"

He waved behind him, and a pair of fully armed security team members stepped forward, and he quietly approached both sides of the gate with his people. The movements of these people were straightforward and even the police were stunned.

"Be good, I just don't have guns, but it's a pity that such a good team is here!" An old policeman smacked his lips and said.

Zhong Dazhou patted his men and said, "Don't stand stupidly, and take people to surround the place quickly!"

"Yes!" The police quickly led the team members to the surroundings of the dance hall.

"3,2,1, Action!" Chang Jun's team members were ready, and he shouted loudly.

"Bang, bang!" The door was suddenly pulled open, and then several tear gas bombs were thrown into it.

"Hey, what's this thing?" Someone suddenly said in surprise when he saw a few small jars thrown under his feet.

"Hiss!" The small jar suddenly showed white smoke.

"Oh, poisonous gas!" The strong white smoke immediately filled the dance hall, and the people who smelled it screamed. Many people immediately started to cough, and the pungent gas rushed straight into their throats, and they couldn't even open their eyes.

At this time, a group of people wearing black helmets and armor, holding shields and sticks in their hands, all of whom were wearing gas masks and rushing in without fear of the influence, and they rushed in and beat people when they saw them.

"Bang bang, oh oh oh" The people in the hall were knocked down as soon as they met, and were beaten to the ground by a baton. With the effect of tear gas, they lost resistance in an instant and surrendered one by one.

Wen Qiang looked at all this in surprise. Although he coughed violently and had tears and snot in his eyes and nose, he still tried hard to greet his subordinates: "Don't resist, you'll just fall down and suffer less. Oh, why are you going to beat me so honestly?" (To be continued.)
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