After being investigated, Fatty Teng was locked up directly. The Governor General immediately ordered his troops to wait for new orders outside Yanbei City.

At the same time, Gu Yan secretly met Jiang Xue and asked him: "Do you have a direction behind the Uncle Teng incident?"

"I found a little, but there was no evidence." Jiang Xue replied truthfully: "We have to control the periphery first and move the people in Yanbei City."

"No, that's it." Gu Yan waved his hand: "If we move the periphery, we should not touch the people in the city. We should create an illusion..."

Jiang Xuejing listened to Gu Yan's instructions and interrupted from time to time to remind him. After an hour of negotiation, the two completed the subsequent counterattack plan.

...

One day later.

A group of military personnel who were collecting intelligence outside of Sichuan Province officially received an order from Ma Laoer. Ten of them drove three cars and became ordinary businessmen and secretly rushed to a planned area about 400 kilometers away from Yi City, District 5.

After everyone arrived, according to the information given by Ma Laoer, they quickly locked in a three-story building full of Kazakh architectural style.

It was past six o'clock in the evening.

The person in charge of this group picked up the walkie-talkie in the car and ordered everyone: "There are about six or seven people inside. They should have all carried weapons. After entering, they deliberately left a mouth and let two of them go away without arresting them all."

"receive!"

"receive!"

The other two people in the cars immediately responded.

"We have to take away the computers and other electronic devices they use." The person in charge continued: "After the person is caught, we will return directly from the outside line and don't stay!"

"clear!"

"Okay, let's take action!" The person in charge gave the final order.

Five minutes later, six people got out of the car, took guns, and quickly entered the building. This was an apartment building for rent. There were two security guards and several cleaning staff in the lobby on the first floor, but they were basically not very responsible because there were too many mobile people coming in and out of here every day.

Six people walked through the hall and soon arrived at the second floor. The person in charge found a monitor at the entrance of the stairs and immediately urged: "209, hurry up!"

Hearing the sound, the two rushed to the front of the crowd immediately. One of them pulled out a crowbar more than half a meter long from his windbreaker, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the door of Room 209.

"Kang Kang!"

A man on the left took out his gun and fired twice at the door lock of the iron fence.

The door lock of the iron fence was shattered, but the second-floor door inside was still tightly closed. The young man on the right held a crowbar and inserted it directly into the crack of the door, lifting his legs and feet!

"Bang, bang, snap!"

The crowbar pinned the crack in the wooden door door and pried open a gap.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the room: "Hurry up, jump out of the window!"

At the door, the person in charge immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Scatter!"

The two military personnel who were knocking on the door immediately moved away, and gunshots came from inside the house. Someone shot out through the door, and the cracks of the door panels splashed.

"Bang, bang!"

The man hiding on the right side of the door kicked the crowbar that was posted again, and the door was turned on.

"Crash!"

The four people behind flicked their guns, stood on both sides of the door, and shot decisively inside.

The gunshots broke out, and two men in suits in the house were knocked down on the spot and fell into a pool of blood.

The person in charge, holding a narrow troll in both hands, rushed into the room first: "Don't move, or you'll kill it on the spot!"

All the people on the back also followed in, took their own steps and rushed slightly, aiming at the three men on the left who were about to jump out of the window and run away.

"Squat down!"

"Put down your gun and squat down!"

Everyone shouted loudly. When the remaining three men saw that their companions had been beaten to death, they immediately did not dare to resist. They raised their guns and squatted on the ground.

The light in this room is very dim, and the curtains in each room are tightly pulled. In a living room of about 40 square meters, there are six workbenches, four desktop computers, seven or eight notebooks, and the pungent smell of smoke and alcohol.

"Take me down first, Xiao Han, pack up your stuff and directly lock the hard drive, hurry up!"

"yes!"

"Lao Wu, look out the window!"

“…!”

The shouts in the living room were heard endlessly, and a military intelligence officer also found three spears in the cabinet and shot two hands.

About five or six minutes later, the military personnel from Sichuan Province quickly evacuated the scene before the local garrison patrol team arrived.

The planning area of ​​the fifth district is even more chaotic because of the various ethnic and palm education issues. They are fighting all year round. And the pain is that no one can beat anyone and no one dares to say that they are sure to eat. Therefore, there are hundreds of military and political forces here, and the lives of the people are even harder. Similar to this kind of gunfight is very common. The patrol team went to the place to learn about the situation. He heard that the person arrested was a Chinese, so he turned around and left without any intention of caring.

...

The arrests outside the five districts were staged almost at the same time in the EU, as well as in various border chaotic places.

In some places, Sichuan Prefecture is responsible for the arrest, while in some places, military personnel from the Eighth District are responsible for the arrest. In short, several lines are advanced together, command and action is unified.

During the arrest process, several "criminals" in several points were deliberately released, which was the line left by the upper level.

...

It's past eight o'clock in the evening.

In Yanbei City, Zhang Hongjing, the owner of Hongjing Entertainment Media Company, was celebrating his youngest son's birthday. He sat in the hotel box with a smile on his face, touched his son's head and said, "Make a wish!"

"I wish my father a better career and a hundred years of long life!" said the son with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone that Zhang Hongjing placed on the dining table rang. He glanced at his cell phone number and pressed the answer button: "Hey, Lao Liu! Haha, where have you been?"

"There's something happening outside the district..." A man whispered on the phone: "More than a dozen places were arrested almost at the same time!"

Zhang Hongjing was stunned in an instant.

"...I think the arrangements we arranged are quite secret! How did they find these places?" Old Liu was very puzzled.

"The person in charge was arrested, too?"

"Well, there are two people who were arrested at home!"

"Fuck!" Zhang Hongjing stood up and cursed: "...It must be done by the military intelligence department. OK, wait for me, let's talk together!"

"good!"

After saying that, the two ended the call. Zhang Hongjing picked up his coat and said to his wife: "Stop eating, you can take your son back first, I'll go to the company!"

"Dad...I haven't finished my birthday yet!"

"That's a big deal, fuck!" Zhang Hongjing cursed angrily, and left the restaurant with his assistant.

On the way, Zhang Hongjing sat in the car, holding the phone and said, "Crown Prince, I... may be in some trouble!"

...
Chapter completed!