District 9

At 5:30 in the morning, inside the urban villa.

Xing Ziwei, Li Yuanjie and others were sitting on the sofa playing with their mobile phones, all looking sleepy.

"Get some food," the mistress said politely, "I'll treat you."

Back in Songjiang, the mistress' status was something that Qin Yu looked up to, but now his family is in decline, he has a reputation as a wanted criminal, and relying on his father's connections, he is hiding in the Eighth District. He has long lost the glory he once had. To put it bluntly, among the people here today, all of them have stronger energy than him.

"You guys can eat, I won't." Mr. Fu stood up and replied, "Xiaotong asked me to go to his place and come back later."

"Okay." The mistress nodded.

"Well, let's talk."

After saying that, Mr. Fu took the two of them and left the villa.

"You guys go buy some food." The mistress called the two horse boys and whispered: "If you can contact the woman, contact a few more and make arrangements for everyone."

"Okay." The two horse boys responded, picked up their wallets and left the villa.

"I'll go up and take a shower. I'll be back in a while." Xiao San greeted everyone with a smile.

"Go." Li Yuanjie nodded.

The mistress stepped upstairs, and Xing Ziwei curled his lips and said, "Oh, how did he end up like this? Is he just running errands for Han Tong?"

"What can I do? He has a lot of money in his hands, but no one cares about him." Li Yuanjie said softly: "In this circle, there is no temperature, only the thickness of power and the thickness of money."

"Yes." Xing Ziwei nodded.

While the two were chatting, three or four cars suddenly stopped on the left side of the road outside the villa.

Zhu Maoshan opened the door and got out of the car, straightened his clothes, and walked directly into the courtyard without saying a word.

More than thirty men, dressed in black and carrying long guns, pressed against the door of the villa in an instant.

Zhu Maoshan stepped aside, pointed at the door and said, "Open it."

"Kangkongkangkang!"

Three gunshots rang out.

"Bang!"

Qin Yu kicked the door open and was the first to rush into the room.

"Hooraa!"

More than thirty people rushed forward, filling the hall instantly.

"CNM, don't move!" Zhu Maochen pulled a horse boy's hair and directly inserted the gun into his mouth.

Zhu Maoshan was the last one to enter the room, waved his hand and shouted: "Look upstairs to see if there is anyone else."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people rushed to the second floor with guns.

On the sofa, Li Yuanjie looked at these men in bewilderment and said in stunned silence, "Qin Yu?!"

"cnm!!"

Qin Yu was so filled with hatred that he shot Li Yuanjie directly in the face.

"You..." Xing Ziwei was also confused: "How did you get in?"

Zhu Maoshan didn't say anything nonsense. He stepped forward and pulled Qin Yu away, pointed at Li Yuanjie and asked: "Is it the rocket launcher you fired on the helicopter?"

"No...not...me."

"Who asked you to do it?" Zhu Maoshan interrupted and asked, not allowing the other party to think.

"You have made a mistake..."

"Bring the gun." Zhu Maoshan stretched out his hand and shouted.

Ma Zai stepped forward and immediately handed over a first gun.

"Wow!"

Zhu Maoshan cocked the bolt of his gun and asked again: "Who asked you to do it?!"

Li Yuanjie looked at this food king who was full of banditry and didn't look like a boss at all. He felt a little guilty for no reason: "I...I didn't go."

"cnm, you didn't go, what did you say to me?!" Zhu Maoshan cursed angrily, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Kang!"

The gunshot rang out, Li Yuanjie's head exploded, and half of the sofa was stained red with blood.

Qin Yu was dumbfounded. He knew who Li Yuanjie was because they had met him as early as when they were in Nanhu.

"Are you going?" Liang Wang asked Xing Ziwei without any emotion.

Half of Xing Ziwei's face was covered with blood. He looked at the Food King with chattering teeth and nodded immediately: "I...I'm going."

"Who asked you to do this?" asked the Grain King.

"Han Tong." Xing Ziwei replied immediately.

"You guys are the ones planning this mess?" the Grain King asked again.

"I...I didn't have any involvement in this, but they should have done it." Xing Ziwei responded in a stuttering tone.

After Zhu Maoshan heard the sound, he immediately shouted: "Take him and find Han Tong."

"Uncle, there is a kid upstairs. He jumped out of the window and ran away." A young man rushed down from upstairs and shouted.

Zhu Maoshan pondered for a long time and immediately urged: "Hurry up, they may have to report to the other side."

"Bang!"

Zhu Maochen kicked Xing Ziwei's chest, glared and asked, "Where is Han Tong?!"

"I'm in the building next door, talking to those reporters." Xing Ziwei said everything he knew.

"Let's go, hurry up!"

Zhu Maoshan said something, turned around and left.

…

As soon as the gunfire rang out, the superintendent next to him heard the movement. In addition, the situation in Yanbei was complicated tonight and there were many police officers on duty, so half the team rushed over immediately.

Zhu Maoshan was extremely neat and tidy in his work. After kidnapping Xing Ziwei, he led his men to attack the Han family's company.

The police officers and Zhu Maoshan and others were staggered on the two streets, which inadvertently gave the latter more time to work.

…

at the same time.

Gu Tai'an returned to the headquarters camp of the World War II zone and called Uncle Gu in the office.

"Hello?"

"According to the attack plan, let all the troops enter the designated positions. I will give them another half hour, just half an hour!" Gu Tai'an said in an unquestionable tone.

"knew."

Uncle Gu immediately hung up the phone, walked quickly to the sand table, waved his hand and shouted: "Let the military intelligence personnel enter the scene. The front-line commanders must all be directly connected to the headquarters. I will personally take command."

"yes!"

"yes!"

"...!"

Several signal soldiers saluted and left the scene.

…

On the streets of the city, the mistress was running around in shorts, wet all over, holding a phone in her hand and shouting: "Someone is coming to the villa, and shots were fired."

"Who?"

"I don't know, I ran upstairs."

"...Impossible, who the hell has taken fake medicine and dares to shoot someone right now?!" Han Tong didn't believe it.

"It's really a call. Don't be there anymore and leave quickly." Xiaosan said in a hurry: "I'll call Xing Ziwei again."

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

While the two were talking on the phone, several cars had stopped at the entrance of the building, and Zhu Maoshan took people out of the car directly.

…

In the office of the Han Group's headquarters, the vice president walked in hurriedly and said: "Something happened in the villa. Someone sneaked into Yanbei and opened fire."

Han Sanqian was stunned: "Who is it? It's impossible for people from the army to enter the city at this time?!"

"I don't know who it is." The vice president shook his head.

At this moment, Han Sanqian didn't know that Xiaosan and others' shells had hit Zhu Yulin, so he thought for a moment and said, "Did Qin Yu from Songjiang come back secretly? You call Xiaotong and ask him to leave first." .”

"Okay." The vice president nodded.

…

In the building lobby.

When six or seven security guards saw a group of people rushing in from the door, they immediately stood up to stop them.

"Kangkongkangkang!"

Zhu Maochen fired three shots into the sky: "Get out!"

Zhu Maoshan pulled Xing Ziwei's neck collar: "Which floor is it?"

"Ten...fourteenth floor." Xing Ziwei swallowed and said.

"Snapped!"

Zhu Maoshan reached out and pressed the elevator button.

Qin Yu hesitated and reminded: "They are all from wealthy families in Fengbei."

"Damn the big households!" Zhu Maoshan scolded with cold eyes: "If I don't release grain, the three major districts will be in chaos. Then what kind of household am I?!"

Qin Yu was stunned, and suddenly thought of why Er Zhu could play so well with Gu Yan. Is it really just him who managed the relationship between them?

The food king is lying in the area to be planned. The company is calling for inspection, but the people are not there.

Doesn't this explain a lot of problems?

"Seal the first floor, and no one is allowed to be let out!" Zhu Maoshan pointed at his brother and ordered, then stepped into the elevator.