Su Tianyu held the phone and whispered: "It's done."
"Is there anyone left?" Yu Mingyuan asked.
"No more." Su Tianyu admitted frankly.
"You are still some distance away from the city. If you go back now, you will definitely be blocked at the side entrance." Yu Mingyuan replied in a calm voice: "A friend called me just now, and there are many people coming out of the code gang.
"
"What do you think we should do?" Su Tianyu asked.
"I'm still waiting for you at the same place just now. You come to me. Let's go to the garrison. Hurry!" Yu Mingyuan urged him back.
"Okay." Su Tianyu nodded and hung up the phone.
In the vehicle, Su Zhengcai turned around and asked, "What did Yu Mingyuan say?"
"He said there are a lot of people coming out of the Ma Gang, and we will definitely be blocked when we enter the city now." Su Tianyu replied softly: "He wants to take us to the garrison."
"Looking at it this way, the relationship between our boss and the garrison is unusual." Su Tianbei interjected.
"It's definitely unusual. The last time we robbed people at Tianhong Port, the garrison showed up." Su Zhengcai said calmly: "The boss behind us is the Yu family, and behind the Yu family is the garrison."
"You don't have to think so much. Brother Yuanzi said that he can cover it up, so let's just listen to him." Su Tianyu comforted everyone softly: "Let's just do our part and do our part."
Everyone nodded upon hearing this.
…
About fifteen minutes later.
When the convoy arrived at the boundary bridge by the Longjiang River, Su Tianyu pushed the door open and got out of the car, walked to Yu Mingyuan and asked: "Which garrison point are you going to?"
"There is a garrison sentry point here, at the foot of Xiaotian Mountain." Yu Mingyuan replied: "I just called home. They asked us to go to the garrison and wait for the troops on the border to come and pick us up. Let's go back together."
Su Tianyu nodded: "Then let's go."
Yu Mingyuan looked solemn: "Get in my car."
Su Tianyu saw that Yu Mingyuan's face was unusually solemn, and then he couldn't help but ask: "With the help of the garrison, is this matter still difficult to handle?"
"There are people behind the code gang!" Yu Mingyuan sighed and replied: "Xu Er is dead. Things are not going well tonight. There may be a collision ahead of time."
"You were scolded a lot this time for standing up to the Bai family, right?" Su Tianyu asked tentatively.
"That's why I didn't enter the city early." Yu Mingyuan turned to look at him and said, "No matter what happens tonight, I will definitely be with you."
Su Tianyu heard the sound and gave him a thumbs up: "Bullshit!"
…
On the southwest side of Dragon City, there is a continuous mountain group, among which the one on the Dragon City side of District 1 is called the Xiaotianshan border.
On the border, there are about seven or eight patrol posts of the Longcheng border garrison, with a continuous length of about 400 kilometers. However, there is only one patrol post near the source of Longjiang, and that is Xiaotianshan Patrol Post No. 04.
The garrison unit responsible for the border defense of Dragon City is designated as the 171st Army. It is affiliated to the Dragon City Garrison Command. In terms of level and subordinate rules, it only listens to the orders of the military and political leaders of Dragon City. But the actual situation is that District 1 is responsible for the Dragon City garrison.
The supervision of the city's troops is very strict, especially after the First District's Independence War. Many white generals were delegated to Longcheng's military and political affairs. These people had internal small councils and deeply interfered in the military and political affairs.
The Su Baikong family's motorcade followed Yu Mingyuan's car, and after driving for about thirty minutes, they arrived at Patrol Post No. 04.
This patrol post is not big, its size is similar to that of an ordinary border post before the Christian era. The garrison unit only has one squad with about ten people.
The patrol post has about two barracks, one is a dormitory, the other is a restaurant, and a fitness center. The total area is about more than 200 square meters. There are four patrol vehicles in the courtyard, as well as a small amount of military equipment.
When the motorcade arrived, Yu Mingyuan and his friend, an officer who had arrived earlier, got out of the car first and entered the sentry point to communicate with the squad leader for less than a minute before being let into the hospital.
The vehicle stopped in front of the barracks. Except for the Bai family members who did not get out of the car, the rest of the people got together and entered the barracks where the soldiers rested.
With the care of the garrison, although everyone felt more at ease, their emotions were not very high.
Bai Hongtao is dead, and now his body is placed in the car. No one can be happy about it.
At the door of the room, Yu Mingyuan clasped his hands behind his back and said in a low voice to the officer friend and the patrol leader: "Ask when the person who picks us up will arrive."
"Okay." The officer friend nodded.
"Dip Lingling!"
The phone rang, and Yu Mingyuan walked to the side and picked it up: "Say."
"Don't go out of the garrison. The Ma Gang is blowing up their nest. At least three to four hundred people have to leave the city. Wei Xiangzuo, who is sitting in the hall, and the commanders below, who are on the way, are all blocking the way into the city with their people." Phone call.
The man in the middle said softly: "If the garrison doesn't pick you up, why don't you leave?"
"I understand." Yu Mingyuan nodded: "Please pay more attention to the news over there."
"Hello!"
The two parties ended the call, and before Yu Mingyuan could breathe a sigh of relief, the screen of his phone lit up again. He opened it and saw that it was a text message from his father.
"Stay there and talk up there."
"...!" Yu Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately replied: "Understood!"
…
Near Longcheng Haiyankeng, more than a dozen cars were parked on the roadside. The Ma Gang brothers who rushed out from Tianhong Port on the 60th and 70th gathered together and chatted in groups.
Near the leading car, Wei Xiangzuo was holding a cigarette and leaning against the car door, talking with his head to a few road workers in charge of road business.
"I'm just convinced. I've already done this, what's the use of the whole scene?" A middle-aged man curled his lips and said: "There are four to five hundred people coming out inside and outside. At this scale, we can still fight.
Get up? What nonsense!"
"That's right, now the higher-ups are willing to do these useless things." Another person also echoed unhappily: "More than ten million yuan worth of goods were lost, and more than a dozen people went in. What kind of contradiction is this? This is a deadly feud.
Ah! If you really want to break up with the Yu family, then just draw lots to select a few desperadoes and kill Yu Mingyuan outside the district. This will not only take revenge, but also let Yu Jinrong understand that he is easy to use in the district.
, but it may not work in Longcheng. But now you are shaking the trumpet and organizing the formation, what's the use? Don't you understand the Yu family's style of doing things? They are just a bastard family, and something is wrong at first sight
, and immediately get into the crotch of the garrison. No matter how many people we help, do you still dare to touch the garrison?"
"That's the truth."
"Oh, actually you all don't understand. Brother Tiger is now wearing a suit and is no longer good at playing with swords and guns. He is good at playing with scenes."
"...!"
The words of the minor leaders were filled with dissatisfaction and sarcastic ridicule towards Xu Hu.
Wei Xiangzuo stood in the middle of the crowd, not saying much, just lowering his head and smoking a cigarette.
"I estimate that we must talk about it. The garrison will come forward to meet with the big boss of our customs to study a plan, and finally make peace and make money." A leader continued: "It's too bad, our goods are lost, at most
I can lose some money, but in the future... I'm afraid I won't have to give up a purchasing line over the sea for the Yu family."
"Dip Lingling!"
While everyone was talking, Wei Xiangzuo's phone rang. He glanced at the number and pressed the answer button: "Say."
"Xu Er is dead!"
"What?!"
"We may really have to do it tonight. Xu Er is dead and has just been carried back." The man on the phone whispered: "Brother Hu just arrived outside the city..."
When Wei Xiangzuo heard this, he muttered in disbelief: "...That's it, tonight may be more than just a show."