Along the riverside of Haishi, all the rich live, and the rich also need to eat, drink, and relax. In a corner of this riverside, there is still a long alley market, where all kinds of agricultural products are available.
, although it is a farmer's market, it is definitely the most popular farmer's market in China. What is sold here is not just ordinary things such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, potatoes and tomatoes, but also a lot of high-end goods such as wild ginseng.
Can wild ginseng be used in cooking?
Come on, I had a plate of scrambled eggs with wild ginseng. I didn’t get a nosebleed after eating it. It’s definitely fake ginseng.
The market is bustling with people, and only a small part of them are servants from the rich area. Each of these servants is neatly dressed. At first glance, they look no different from white-collar workers in regular companies. Even
More energetic than some middle-level leaders of small companies.
Most of the people are tourists from other places. This long alley has a long history. The reason why it has been preserved to this day is that it accounts for the intangible cultural heritage.
It is said that a certain concubine of a big villain who is now entrenched in Haishi once made custom cheongsams in a cloth shop in this alley. Today, the sign of this cloth shop is still hanging high, and the brand is old and mottled.
It is also a few years old, and a few big characters are faintly visible: A hundred birds come to Fengfang.
In an old-fashioned teahouse, there is an old storyteller standing on the small stage. The old man is dressed like the old society, with a fake braid on the back of his head. He is telling a famous story from the Three Kingdoms era: Zhao Zilong Changban.
Poe rides alone to the savior.
There were a lot of people sitting in the teahouse, a group of modern people dressed in fashionable clothes, but the antique style of the teahouse was a bit peaceful. There were too few people seriously listening to the Eight Classics, and most of them were taking pictures with their mobile phones to post on WeChat Moments.
Several intersections around the long alley were silently blocked by police cars, and tourists who were coming and going and trying to squeeze in were stopped.
"Why don't you let us in? Comrade police, we are here for tourism."
"Why don't you look down on us foreigners? We are here to give you GDP."
“The police in Haishi are too overbearing!”
Complaints came and went, but in the end, a few people were still ignorant.
At the entrance of the long alley leading outside, a middle-aged woman in police uniform got out of the car. This woman had a capable temperament and exuded majesty. Her appearance immediately seemed like a queen arriving, and the police around her looked at her.
There was a look of respect and fear on his face.
"Leader, we have made complete arrangements. This time the opponent will not be able to escape." Chen Jian walked over to Geng Yuehong and saluted the report. (10)
Geng Yuehong took the walkie-talkie and said into the walkie-talkie's microphone, "Action!"
Nearly two hundred police officers from all directions poured into the alley.
These policemen were not ordinary policemen, but special police teams from various regions in Hai City. They poured into the alley without causing much commotion wherever they passed, and they all surrounded the teahouse in the center of the alley.
The teahouse was not a big place to begin with, but it was suddenly surrounded by so many special police officers. It had three floors inside and three floors outside. Not even a single person could fly out, let alone a mosquito.
The people in the teahouse noticed that the situation was strange, and all of them had fear on their faces. One of the special police officers, headed by a special police officer, raised his hand and made a silence gesture. At the same time, he looked at the old storyteller on the small stage and signaled
The old man continued talking.
The old man has been a storyteller for many years, not only The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, Journey to the West, The Red Mansions, but recently he has also studied the famous foreign novel La Traviata.
When telling stories, of course the more people the better, which proves our popularity, but now this old man only has the urge to cry, and begins to secretly review whether he has done anything illegal or indiscipline.
Although the storytelling profession is not very profitable, he has done his duty all his life. To be honest, he has committed murders and violated discipline. When he was young, he had sexual impulses and peeped at the neighbor's sister-in-law taking a shower. But at that time, he was only ten years old.
Three years old, decades have passed...
Geng Yuehong walked in, followed by a pair of special police officers. In the center of this group of special police officers were escorting the two Western reporters.
"Is this here?" Geng Yuehong turned around and asked the two Western reporters.
The two Western reporters nodded, and then suddenly burst into laughter. Their laughter was abnormal, disgusting and a little creepy.
"Ha, you are dead!"
"You stupid Chinese policemen, this will be your burial place!" (Zero One)
Geng Yuehong frowned, ignoring the two Western reporters, and ordered: "In action, it is best to capture them alive. If there is life-threatening resistance, they can be killed on the spot."
A group of special police officers rushed into the teahouse. The tourists who were listening to the book and taking pictures squatted down one after another. Some even got under the table. It was not embarrassing to get under the table, but it was a very smart reaction.
The old storyteller stopped talking now and got under the table on the stage.
This teahouse has three floors. The SWAT officers jumped directly to the third floor, shocking everyone on the second floor to scream.
There was a separate room on the third floor. The SWAT officers aimed their guns at the door. The two people at the front looked at each other, then stepped forward and kicked him.
Boom!
The door was kicked open, and the two special police officers who were about to rush in, as well as several other special police officers standing at the door, were stunned. They saw a person standing against the corner of the room near the window, holding a
A heavy machine gun, this is a heavy machine gun with an ammunition capacity of one hundred rounds, and its ammunition speed is very fast and its power is very powerful.
The man holding the gun had his upper body bare, with dense black tattoos on his body. He had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were blood red, and he grinned widely with a sinister smile, "You dogs in uniform, all die!"
"hidden!"
The leading special police officer shouted, and everyone ran to both sides, but the two current special police officers could not dodge at all. They only heard a series of gunshots, and the crackling sound of bullet casings falling to the ground.
A large ball of flame burst out from the machine gun.
The two special police officers in charge were hit by several bullets in an instant and flew backwards. They were wearing bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets on their heads, but the penetrating power of the bullets was too strong. After the two fell to the ground, the bulletproof
A large pool of blood flowed from his vest, and blood spurted out from his legs.
"Gazi, Musheng!"
The other special police officers shouted, and one of them was about to come over and drag the two of them to a hidden place. As soon as they poked their heads out, the machine guns in the room crackled again and a burst of crazy fire came... (To be continued)