Yan Zhiguo spat out the melon seed shell and waved his hand. Zhang Ming struggled to get up as if he had been pardoned. He felt a sharp pain in his spine.
Zhang Ming wanted to explain, but Yan Zhiguo clapped his hands and stood up.
"I was ordered to ban smoking. Do you have any objections?”
Yan Zhiguo nodded, and then he changed the topic and called out to the domineering man behind him. He pointed at Zhao Dalong, who was lying on the ground.
"Xiao Li, what did he do to you just now?”
Xiao Li went forward and punched and kicked Zhao Dalong. The police captain was smart enough to cover his mouth and not dare to make a sound.
Zhao Dalong lay on the ground with all his teeth broken. Xiao Li only stopped when he was on his last breath.
Yan Zhiguo continued,
"Officer Zhang, just now your subordinate said that he was a marshal, and you want me to call him father?”
Zhang Ming's eyes instantly darkened. Hatred surged in his heart. He wanted to kill this idiot on the spot. His straightened waist bent down again, even lower than before.
"Young Marshal, please hand him over to me. I'll definitely give you a satisfactory one... Give me an explanation!"
Zhang Ming's lips trembled and his words were unclear. His body kept shivering as he looked down in fear.
After the Major left, Zhang Ming slowly stood up, not daring to move at all.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for sealing the tobacco shop and cutting off the source of the marshal's profits. The hidden mission has been activated!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching the requirement of squandering. You have been rewarded with silver dollars * 200,000 identity cards *3 special information *1
He walked out of the smoke house and got into the car. The system reward arrived. Putting aside the other rewards, Yan Zhiguo first looked at the system's special information.
[Special information: Tomorrow at noon, 3,000 boxes of Opiates will arrive at the West City from the South City Train Station.]
Yan Zhiguo collected his thoughts and leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. Three thousand boxes of drugs was not a small amount. If it flowed into the West District, who knew how many people would be harmed.
Yan Zhiguo was determined to get these 3,000 chests tomorrow.
The next day, all the major newspapers in the western district were busy printing the smoke house incident yesterday. Yan Zhiguo had already brought his men out.
West City was a large inland city, and most of the trades were done by land. Fortunately, during the reign of Yan Xishan, there was a large construction project, and the land transportation lines were very developed.
At the train station in the south of the city, most of the cargo trade routes were controlled by the military. A middle-aged man with a big belly was waiting at the station.
The middle-aged man had shifty eyes and a mustache. His eyes rolled around, revealing his profiteer nature.
"Boss Qian, after your Chamber of Commerce obtains this batch of goods, don't forget our brothers."
Zhuang Fang, the captain of the third brigade of Taiyuan Police Department, took out a cigarette and dispersed his subordinates. The middle-aged man called Boss Qian smiled.
"Definitely, definitely!"
At this moment, Yan Zhiguo was sitting in the car, reading a newspaper carefully.
The newspaper was freshly published, and it recorded the incident of the Lost Residence being seized by the Young Marshal. It also involved the smoking dens on Men's Street, big and small, and the fish in the moat were uprooted.
Yan Zhiguo nodded and praised Zhang Ming for doing a good job. The car drove at full speed and soon arrived at the train station in the south of the city.
There weren't many people at the train station. Other than Boss Qian from the Tian Yong Merchant Association, the rest were the 3rd garrison responsible for escorting the goods.
When Yan Zhiguo arrived at the station, a group of people were happily transporting the drugs.
Zhuang Fang looked at the group of people who barged into the train station with real guns and bullets. He frowned in confusion.
"Who are you? Military grounds! Don't barge in without permission!"
"This is the Young Marshal. We have been ordered to seize 3,000 boxes of drugs. If you know what's good for you, get lost."
Although Zhuang Fang was surprised, he wasn't afraid. Not to mention that the identity of the young man in front of him was unknown, even if he really was the rumored Young Marshal, the way he ate was too ugly.
"I'm sorry, we didn't receive any orders from the higher-ups. Please return!”
Yan Zhiguo frowned and took a few steps forward.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhang Ming."
The young man's words were calm, but when it fell into Zhuang Fang's ears, it changed. He was sure that the other party would admit defeat. Zhuang Fang's aura was overbearing.
"I'll say it again! We didn't receive any orders from the higher-ups! Please go back!"
Not to mention how much profit this batch of goods could bring, the owner of the goods alone was not even enough to deal with three police chiefs, let alone a small Zhang Ming.
Seeing that the other party was unmoved, the hot-tempered Li Yunlong could not sit still anymore.
"What the f * ck is wrong with you! Dilly-dallying! If you don't get lost! The guns of our brothers don't have eyes!”
The verbal threat turned into a violent attack. Zhuang Fang sneered and picked up the whistle of the garrison in his chest and blew it.
"Whoosh!"
The soldiers surrounded Yan Zhiguo and his group. Zhuang Fang's voice rang out,
"I have absolute reason to suspect that you are the enemy! Impersonating as our West City's Young Marshal! They want to rob our West City's resources! Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"
Yan Zhiguo's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. The soldiers of the Independent Regiment had all raised their rifles, and both sides were confronting each other.
"You motherf * cker! Who gave you such guts! How dare you touch a single hair on my head! I guarantee that you will die without a burial place!"
Sensing the substantial killing intent condensed on the young man's body, Zhuang Fang's heart trembled. The young man who called himself the Young Marshal spoke again,
"Put down your gun! All of them will be dealt with as traitors! Take them all out and shoot them!"
The guards looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Yan Zhiguo said in a deep voice,
"Li Yunlong! Put down your spear!"
The atmosphere at the station was tense. Li Yunlong led the Independent Regiment and was about to fire at the guards when the captain of the guards went crazy and fired a warning shot.
Li Yunlong could no longer endure it and went forward to give him two big slaps. Seeing that it was about to turn into a fight, a person appeared in time and stopped the change on the field.
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