Chu Han covered his nose: "What does it smell like?"
"Just get used to it."
Zhang Dabiao got out of the car with his mobile phone: "This is still good, the smell is not so strong on rainy days."
"When the weather is hot, not to mention the air outside, even the house is filled with the stink of animal feces and urine, and people living in it are soaked in the smell. But this is the case in every farm, then again, there is no such thing
Where did the pork you eat from the farm come from?”
After hearing this, Chu Han hesitated and stopped covering his nose.
It wasn't that he was moved by Zhang Dabiao's words, but he realized a problem.
I couldn't help but sigh: "How smart."
"The trading place is here, and it is covered with these stinky smells. Even if the police come to the door with their police dogs, they may not be able to find that there are fake medicines inside."
"This kind of place is not only suitable for trading, but also suitable for manufacturing counterfeit drugs. It can perfectly avoid the smell of police dogs!"
Zhang Dabiao had a weird expression: "You really guessed it right."
"The batch of medicines we transported are defective products. There is still one step left before they can be sold, and the remaining step must be completed here."
"Strictly speaking, this is really a base for making counterfeit medicines."
As he said that, he took a deep look at Chu Han.
Obviously, he didn't expect that Chu Han could realize this in such a short period of time.
He turned around and walked all the way to the entrance of the breeding farm, kicked in the big iron door twice, and the wolf dog in the big iron cage at the door barked ferociously.
Accompanied by the sound of dogs barking, a man wearing a suspender suit and a fisherman's outfit walked out after a while.
He looked around warily and looked at Zhang Dabiao: "Are there any people following you on the way?"
"Don't worry, no,."
Zhang Dabiao stepped forward and lit a cigarette for someone.
The man pecked twice and raised his hand to say hello to the courtyard, and a group of people rushed out.
"Drive into the yard and unload the goods!"
"Nummy."
Chu Han silently followed Zhang Dabiao.
Before entering the house, Zhang Dabiao said seriously: "The person receiving the goods is Master Hu, who is quite powerful in Shangcheng District."
"He may be worried about you as a newcomer, so deal with it carefully and don't conflict."
Chu Han nodded: "I know, pretending to be a grandson, I know how to do it."
Zhang Dabiao nodded reassuringly, raised his hand to open the door and walked in.
The small bungalow was very messy. The first thing you could see was three tables with simple distillation equipment and a large amount of fake medicine raw materials.
Chu Han easily found opium, the raw material for making poison, on the table.
Looking around, there were three people in the room. The one sitting at the table, wearing a white coat with gold-rimmed eye sockets, was Master Hu.
Seeing the two people coming in, Mr. Hu glanced at the newcomer Chu Han as no one was sitting there.
He raised his hand and waved, and the person behind him pulled a man out who had been beaten to a bruised nose and face, and was covered in scars.
He said calmly: "These days, people from Qinling District have begun to come to Shangcheng District to sell medicine. Zhang Dabiao, please help me see if these are the people of your boss Zhang."
Zhang Dabiao glanced at the man and smiled quickly: "How could that happen? Shangcheng District is your territory, Mr. Hu. My boss has to sell goods to you. How could he send someone to sell medicine on your territory?"
"Oh, no, it seems I misunderstood Boss Zhang."
Mr. Tiger curled his lips: "Since it's not the case, just deal with it, chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs."
"yes."
"No, Master Hu, I was wrong, please forgive me."
"Master Hu, don't listen to him. Call Boss Zhang. It was really Boss Zhang who asked me to sell goods in Shangcheng District!"
The man kept begging for mercy.
Mr. Hu had a look of boredom on his face when he heard this: "Everyone who recognizes Boss Zhang says you are no longer the boss, yet you dare to slander Boss Zhang!"
"Break the mouth and deal with it later."
Snap!
Mr. Hu's men were so cruel that he punched the man in the mouth with his fist as big as a sandbag.
Several teeth were broken, and there was blood in his spit!
Chu Han watched this scene silently, neither afraid nor taking action to stop it.
Although he is an undercover police agent, he has the obligation to save people.
But saving people at this time is tantamount to courting death.
After the man was taken away, Master Hu turned his attention to Chu Han.
"Here comes the new guy. He's quite handsome. Huzi, let's check him out."
"Okay."
The big man who was called Huzi by Mr. Hu came to Chu Han with a ferocious smile. His skin was dark, and a terrifying scar spread from the root of his ear to the corner of his mouth, like a centipede crawling.
Huzi smiled evilly at Chu Han.
Seeing that Chu Han's expression was as usual, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Oh, I thought it was a vase, so you have some guts."
"Routine inspection, take off your raincoat and jacket to see if there are any bugs."
Chu Han's face looked strange.
It’s not that you’re afraid that the innermost body armor will be discovered, the key is who has to take off your clothes for inspection?
This is obviously a deliberate attempt to find trouble.
In other words, he wanted to use himself to show off his power over the fat boss.
Without saying anything, Chu Han did as he was told, took off his raincoat and handed it to Hu Zi.
Huzi lost his grip and dropped his coat on the ground.
I wanted to pick it up, but I stepped on it all of a sudden.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so careless."
Saying sorry without any apology, Huzi picked up Chu Han's coat and threw it aside.
Then he glanced at Chu Han: "Take off your pants too."
"How about I take off my underwear and put it in your mouth to taste it?"
Chu Han's cold voice sounded.
Huzi frowned: "What do you mean? Newcomers who are not sure of their identity have to be checked. This is how Zhang Dabiao came."
After saying this, Huzi narrowed his eyes when he saw that Chu Han was unmoved.
"What's the matter, are you not going to give Mr. Hu face?"
Chu Han's voice was very calm: "I took off my coat and let you step on it. I already gave you a lot of face. What's the matter? Your Tiger Lord lives in my ancestral grave. I have to kowtow and bow nine times when I see him?"
"Face is earned by oneself. You are shameless and willing to take off your pants in front of a group of big men in broad daylight. I have no control over it. I still want face and won't take it off."
"Chu Han!"
As soon as Chu Han's words came out, Zhang Dabiao immediately became anxious.
Didn't you agree to pretend to be a grandson before entering the house? Why are you still out of breath?
The corners of Huzi's mouth curved upward, outlining a cruel smile.
"Little one, are you scolding Master Hu at Master Hu's house?"
"court death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he bent his arm and hit Chu Han hard with his elbow.
It's a killing technique once you take action!
One hit, and if not dead, half of your life will be lost!
Seeing that Zhang Dabiao was in a hurry to make a move, it was already too late to stop him. Thinking of Chu Han's next tragic situation, he subconsciously wanted to close his eyes.
However, Chu Han was already prepared for Hu Zi's attack.
On one side of the body, he raised his hand, similar to the technique of moving a thousand pounds in four ounces in Tai Chi. With a push, the tiger was pushed away.
The man rushed forward, but behind him, Chu Han raised his knees and hit Hu Zi with a fierce kick.
The force was so great that even though the tiger had rough skin and thick flesh, it groaned in pain.
He said he was about to continue beating him, but when he turned around, Chu Han actually hit his neck with his elbow.
Why don't you smash your head into pieces?
In his haste, Huzi only had time to raise his arms to block him.
Click!
Chu Han's elbow dropped, and the tiger's arm bent in a weird V-shape.
In one fell swoop, the bones were broken!
"Well!"
Huzi's face was red with blood from the pain.
Even though it was like this, Chu Han still didn't mean to stop, he raised his foot and kicked again.
Moreover, the target was the waist and hip. A kick with such force could break the spine.
Huzi watched helplessly, with a look of horror on his face, and a hint of despair in his eyes.
"Enough!"
Master Hu's voice sounded.
Chu Han still had no intention of stopping.
Click, click, click.
The pistol was loaded and the muzzle was pointed at Chu Han. Master Hu's voice was cold: "I said, enough is enough!"
Chu Han suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at Master Hu with squinted eyes: "I advise you to put down the gun. If you can't kill me with one shot, you will die today."
The arrogant voice echoed through the hut.
Everyone in Zhang Dabiao was frightened.
You are in the old man's nest, brother, why don't you be so fierce!