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Chapter 60 Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix

Two kilometers outside Sanshui Village, on a rural road, five police cars that had been the first to respond to the alarm were parked on the side of the road with their lights flashing.

"Deputy Captain Liu, aren't we going over there?"

At this moment, a team leader in his early thirties looked at the middle-aged deputy captain and said with a serious expression, "If we're any later, the drug dealers might get away."

"..."

When Deputy Captain Liu heard the title "Deputy" used even though the captain wasn't present, his face twitched involuntarily, and he stared intently at the action team leader who had spoken.

"Team Leader Chen, this place has been taken over by the military. How do we get there? Or perhaps you could go and negotiate with the military?"

"Oh, I thought you were going to go over there, Deputy Captain Liu. After all, the military is good at counter-terrorism and eliminating enemies, but they may not be so good at capturing criminals."

"And your hometown isn't far ahead. If drug dealers accidentally get into your hometown, Deputy Captain Liu, that would be terrible."

Team Leader Chen adjusted his belt, a hint of difficulty appearing on his resolute face: "As for negotiating with the military... I'm not like Deputy Captain Liu, who holds a high position and wields great power. My rank is too low; I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to protect anything by negotiating."

The atmosphere changed immediately after those words were spoken. Some people turned their heads away, almost unable to hold back their laughter, while others' expressions changed as if they were thinking of something.

"Team Leader Chen, what do you mean by those words?"

Deputy Captain Liu's expression also changed, and he stared coldly at Team Leader Chen.

"what?"

Team Leader Chen paused, his eyes widening in confusion: "It means exactly what it says, right? Is there some other meaning? Deputy Team Leader Liu, are you overthinking this?"

"Okay! Okay!"

Deputy Captain Liu's eyes were blazing with barely contained anger, but when he noticed that Team Leader Chen's right hand hadn't left his belt, he took a deep breath and suppressed his rage: "Fall back, go back!"

Done.

Without looking at the reactions of the others, Deputy Captain Liu got into a police car, slammed the door shut, turned around, turned off the lights, and drove away.

"Walk!"

Seeing Deputy Captain Liu leave, some of the officers also left without staying behind, getting into their police cars and departing the scene.

Soon, only Team Leader Chen and the police officer who had almost burst out laughing remained at the scene.

"Our Deputy Captain Liu was quite disciplined today; he knew it wasn't time to call it a day and that he should turn off the police lights."

Team Leader Chen watched the police car drive away, then turned to look at the armed helicopter on the distant mountaintop. After thinking for a moment, he instructed his young colleagues, "Remember this: although we don't know who these drug dealers have messed with..."

But the military has been mobilized, so today's events must have reached a critical point in the Sichuan region.

Regardless of which leaders are involved, they will all be purged. We need to report to Deputy Captain Liu frequently these next two days; we can't let him slack off...

"clear!"

The young police officer next to him understood immediately and said with a smile, "Brother Chen, I'm staying at Deputy Captain Liu's house now, so he won't have a moment's rest."

"What do you mean by staying at Deputy Captain Liu's house? Who stays at a leader's house to report on work? You're disturbing the peace!"

Team Leader Chen cursed, "Drive to his building and stay downstairs, but if you wake up in the middle of the night and go downstairs to report to him, be respectful and follow the rules."

"Our police officers work day and night, so it's within the rules to report to him in the middle of the night..."

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At dusk, in a suburban villa, as the setting sun, carrying its last warmth, slowly sank into the mountains, the last rays of light on the horizon were swallowed by the night.

The living room on the first floor suddenly became dimly lit, with only a lamp in the corner on, casting a distorted shadow on the wall.

"waste!"

A middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit and gold-rimmed glasses stood in front of the lamp, raised his hand and smashed an antique porcelain piece on the ground. He then ground the shards of porcelain with his foot, his eyes filled with violence and coldness as he cursed, "They're all a bunch of fucking trash!"

"Ren-ge, it's confirmed."

At this moment, several people walked in. The middle-aged man in the lead was missing a finger on his left hand. He said with a solemn expression, "The story is that Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's core engineers were conducting a classified equipment test. Brother Sen and his team happened to run into them, and then..."

At this point, the middle-aged man with missing fingers paused, then said in silence, "Brother Sen's men initiated a shooting attack on the equipment that was being tested."

"Did they shoot at classified test equipment?"

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses froze for a moment: "Does Liu Shousen have no brains? Doesn't he know that you can't just hit something you don't recognize?"

"besides……"

The middle-aged man with missing fingers hesitated for a moment, but still continued, "The equipment tested by Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group was not shot down, but Brother Sen and his men thought that their transaction of goods had been photographed."

Then Brother Sen led his men, got into a car, grabbed guns, and went to hunt down Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's core engineers. Finally…

"Stop talking!"

The middle-aged man with the gold-rimmed glasses, not wanting to hear any more, took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose hard with his thumb and forefinger, and said wearily, "I understand..."

"Brother Ren, I asked around in Sanshui Village and I roughly know what these people look like. There's a bunch of little kids among them. Should we...?"

At this moment, a burly man with tattooed arms stepped forward, completely unaware of the look the middle-aged man with a missing finger gave him, his eyes filled with malice as he made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Give them a lesson in revenge!"

"I... damn it!"

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses was truly dumbfounded this time, staring wide-eyed at the two geniuses in front of him with disbelief.

At this moment, he finally understood how he had come to this calamity.

Revenge and a lesson...revenge and a lesson for the army?

You didn't even finish junior high school, did you? Where did you learn such obscure and niche vocabulary?

Although Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group (CAC) is just a company and not a real military, you can't treat the military industry as if it weren't part of the military.

"Ah Biao, I shouldn't have brought you out back then, otherwise you would definitely have had a much brighter future. It was Ren-ge who held you back."

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses praised the tattooed strongman, then sighed as he looked at the lights shining through the villa's large French windows.

"That's enough. Our brotherhood ends here today. Let's pack our things and get out of here tonight, or we might not be able to leave by tomorrow."

Done.

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses didn't pack anything; he got up and quickly walked outside.

But as soon as they pushed open the gate, with a loud bang, the villa's gate was violently smashed open by an armored car.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening wailing of sirens filled the air, and blue and red lights illuminated the entire sky, turning it into a dreamlike marquee.

"Liu Shouren, you are surrounded! Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses stopped in his tracks, looking at a group of police officers who had raised their guns and aimed at him. Then his gaze went past them, past the broken-open courtyard gate... and finally settled on a figure outside wearing handcuffs and shackles, with a refined demeanor, smiling and gesturing to him.

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P.S.: Waaaaah~ I was reading the book reviews today and saw that many readers were saying that they didn't vote because of the missing chapter yesterday. So, this humble author is here to explain: it wasn't a missing chapter, it really wasn't a missing chapter!

The author's writing style is to create a small plot, and apart from the twists and turns and the ending, the rest of the process will continue in a coherent manner. This will result in a break at any point when writing the ending of a chapter.

Of course, this problem is not unsolvable; the only way to relieve the worry is to add more chapters.

But I'm still in the new book period. This book is only in the second round of recommendations, and it already has 15 words. This word count is definitely among the top in the same period of the new book list. Many books in the third or even fourth round of recommendations don't have as many words as mine. Moreover, many chapters of the author are 2500+ or ​​3000+ words each. The goal at the time was to minimize the number of broken chapters.

So this extra chapter will have to wait until it's officially released. I apologize for that.

Because if I add more chapters, I'll drop off the new book chart (which requires less than 20 words) immediately. This chart is still very important to me.

Finally, dear readers, please still vote! Whether it's a recommendation vote or a monthly vote, it's all good.

I used to not ask for votes much, but I can't do that now. Qidian is too competitive now; if you don't have votes, you're really doomed.