District 9

It's about four o'clock in the morning.

The young man took out a new mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, Xiaowei, where are you?"

"In Dongpu." Xiao Wei is the brother who has the best relationship with Shan Shao, and is known as Nanmen Wei Shao. These two guys grew up without parents or parents. They followed scavengers in the slums and grew up picking up rags. They have seen the brightest Pearl Tower in Nanhu City and eaten the most disgusting things from the swill buckets in restaurants. They are not old, but they have experienced There are quite a few.

"Fuck, Dongpu is too big." Young Master Sang replied with a curl of his lips.

"I sell a butcher shop on Sifang Street, and I just separated from Lao Liucai." Xiao Wei frowned and said, "He said that the police had already been to Baolihuang Entertainment City, but nothing was found."

"Have all arrangements been made for everyone below?" Young Master Sang asked.

"The arrangements are complete."

"Brother let us go," Young Master Sang asked softly, "Shall we meet outside the area?"

"where to?"

"I'm going to Sichuan Mansion. I may not be able to come back for a while." Young Master Sang replied truthfully.

Xiao Wei pondered for a long time: "Okay, but I have to go to my godmother's place and leave some money for her. The old lady is old, and I don't know when I will come back after I leave. She might die one day. Now, I have to meet her."

"Brother has already made arrangements, you have to hurry up." Young Master Sang reminded him.

"Okay." Xiao Wei lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "I'll call the people below and find a place to gather before we leave."

"Um."

"That's it."

After saying that, the two brothers hung up the phone. The young man stood up, picked up a simple luggage bag, and quickly left the houseboat.

An hour later, an old fishing boat stopped on the sea.

The mourning young man threw his luggage bag into the cabin, turned around and looked around, and said to the master driving the boat: "Let's go."

"Dong dong dong...!"

The dilapidated fishing boats emitted black smoke and left in the night.

…

early morning.

The gun dealers on the ground in District 7 who made a living by selling gunshots seemed to have heard something, and they all began to flee out of the district, causing people on the ground to panic for a while.

Nanhu, inside a small military airport.

Xu Cheng was sitting in the car, with his shiny hair combed back, and was fiddling with the phone.

"Brother, can the people from District 9 be of use?" The driver had nothing to do, so he turned around and asked.

"It is said that this person was a big ghost who was buried next to Qin Yu, and he knew the senior officials of Qin Yu's team very well." Xu Cheng said calmly: "The gun dealers on the ground are also secretly trying to solve the case and enter the city. He It’s here, I think it will be effective.”

While the two were talking, a helicopter parked on the apron, and Guan Qi walked down the ladder.

"Bang!"

The car door popped open and Xu Cheng stepped out of the car. He hurried over and reached out to the officer who came down with Guan Qi: "Sorry for the trouble."

"You're welcome. This is Mr. Guan," the officer introduced softly, "He will be of great help to you."

"Hello, Mr. Guan." Xu Cheng extended his hand.

"Hello." Guan Qi nodded at him.

"Okay, my mission is completed when the people are delivered." The officer said to Xu Cheng: "Mr. Guan is Mr. Sha's favorite general. Please take care of him in Nanhu."

"Tell Mr. Sha that you will take good care of him." Xu Cheng nodded.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, the officer returned to the helicopter and left, while Guan Qi followed Xu Cheng into the car.

In the car, Guan Qi didn't talk nonsense and just asked bluntly: "What can I do for you?"

"Last night, Hu Fei, the leader of the task force in charge of the Qiu Wu case, was stabbed to death. Later, Director Wang of the Special Case Criminal Investigation Division also suffered shooting and physical threats." Xu Cheng recounted truthfully: "At present, the General Administration We have ordered a large-scale arrest of gun dealers, and these two cases must be solved within the deadline. As long as the perpetrators can be caught, Qiu Wu can be sentenced and Ye Zixiao can be arrested."

Guan Qi pondered for a long time and suddenly asked: "Where was the leader of the task force killed?"

"That's it..." Xu Cheng began to introduce him to the situation in Nanhu.

…

In the morning, around 7:30.

On the pier of the planned area outside Nanhu, the young man sat in the cabin and changed his clothes. He also used a cartoon woolen hat to cover his eye-catching hairstyle.

"I called and asked. There have been police officers here since the morning." The boatman whispered, "I'll find someone to take you off."

"No need." Young Master Sang stood up, took out a wad of cash from his pocket and threw it to the boatman: "Take the pocket change."

"Fuck, you all take my boat to carry your goods, how much do I need to pay for a trip to you?!"

"It's not easy for anyone, take it." Mr. Sang is a very special person. When he was young, he could be said to have suffered something that most people have never suffered. When he was 15.6 years old, he didn't even need a new piece of clothing. If you haven’t worn it, you can be said to be extremely poor. But after he got away on the ground, he didn't care about money at all. Sometimes it was clear that he had paid for his life with money, but he could treat the boys around him to drinks and have fun, and spent it all in one night.

Moreover, he gave himself the nickname "Sang Shao" by himself. He always said that he had been in such a messy society since he was born. He had no father or mother at the beginning. This would probably never happen to him in hundreds of millions of years. What is this but mourning?

He has no name, has never been to school for a day, and looks a bit mentally ill, but sometimes what he says is inexplicably philosophical.

After getting off the boat.

The young man lost another cell phone and dialed a number.

After a while, the phone was connected, and a girl's voice rang: "Hey, are you alive?"

"Haha, I used my new card to call you, how did you know it was me?" Mr. Sang asked with a smile.

"No one else will use the new card to call me except you." The girl replied calmly.

Young Master Sang blinked: "Where are you?"

"It's outside the area."

"Fuck, it's too big outside the area." Mr. Shang replied habitually using the language on the ground.

"I'm checking the inventory at the Wangcun warehouse. What's wrong?" the girl asked.

"Take leave today. In an hour, you can wait for me at the door of the Lao San Boarding and Lodging Store in Wangcun."

"I'm always asking for leave, why are you giving me a salary?!" The girl was also a fierce person, and she replied with a fragrant mouth.

"Haha, I'll pay you the salary I owe you twice."

"go away."

"Hurry up!" Mr. Sang said and hung up the phone.

…

It's about ten o'clock in the morning.

After the young man picked up the girl, he disappeared into the area to be planned. He seems to be born to be a thunder child, and none of his brothers know about the woman who can stay by his side for a long time. Xiao Wei was even jealous of this: "Fuck, you are even guarding me?"

The young man's answer was: "This way everyone will be safe. You won't hurt my woman, and my woman won't hurt you."

At 11:30 noon, large-scale arrests began inside and outside the district. Some gun dealers who had been targeted earlier, as well as those who had not escaped, were immediately controlled.

In less than an hour, the Police General Administration arrested three to four hundred people.

Within Nanhu Company.

Zhan Nan looked at Brother Xiao and said, "Many people on the ground are in trouble, and the people below are a little panicked."

Brother Xiao frowned and thought for a few seconds, then immediately called Laomao in Sichuan Mansion.

"Hello?"

"There's something I need you to do." Brother Xiao said bluntly.