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Chapter six hundred and thirteenth explosion-proof armed police

Du Feng seemed to be in a heavy mood, with a bad expression on his face, as if there was something he didn't want to mention.

He talked about the Yamaguchi Secret Service more than once, and he seemed to have guessed who the leader behind the mysterious Yamaguchi Secret Service was, but he did not name that person.

Zhao Mingjie and others looked at each other in confusion. Even though they desperately wanted to know, they knew Du Feng's temper very well. If they kept asking questions, they might cause him to be dissatisfied.

This guy is a weirdo. He lives alone. He only lives in his own world. Sometimes he is kinder than anyone else, but sometimes he is simply a devil.

Zi Xie naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions. Despite her usually feminine image, she felt a sense of fear towards Du Feng, especially after experiencing so many things, she understood this guy better who was different from ordinary people.

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Tian Sin frowned, Du Feng's reluctance to mention made him very uncomfortable. During the time he worked with him, there were friendships like brotherhood, and tense negotiations after disagreements. In any case, the two of them

They cherish each other, even though they are well aware of the hatred between them, but now is really not the time to discuss this.

"There are some things that you don't have to ask clearly. Wouldn't it be better to untie the knot little by little?" Du Feng could see what they were thinking and secretly shook his head.

Maybe they could really meet the head of the Yamaguchi Special Forces during this trip. Du Feng didn't seem to be joking. This news that was not news made them excited from the bottom of their hearts. But the excitement was not shown on anyone's face.

The sword and wood were burned to ashes, and there was really little hope for those friends to survive. Even if they were still alive, no one could guess what they would be like now.

Du Feng drove calmly, as if he had never driven in such a serious manner before. The car followed the traffic and moved forward to an area with an unknown destination.

Tian Sin contacted a friend in prison in China. Even Du Feng had never met that person. He only saw a pair of shiny black leather shoes from the small window when he was in the solitary cell.

"They have been prepared for a long time and are just waiting for my call!" Tian Sin hung up the phone and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a stone fall from his heart.

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Q City Prison, Ward 1, the area where serious criminals are detained, this is the first detachment.

Zheng Tianyu and others were quietly waiting for news in the cell. Instructor Guo Cai had just received instructions from their superiors to make all preparations. A large number of explosion-proof armed police would arrive quickly within an hour.

Looking towards the direction of the first team from the window, it was as calm as before. Uncle Yan was still calm. Perhaps he still didn't know that in the next hour, he, including a large number of felons, would face a fierce battle.

"Uncle Yan, why have you waited so long and there is still no news? It's been two weeks and the contact person hasn't appeared yet. Could something have gone wrong? (Japanese)" Brother Hao and several petty bosses gathered around Uncle Yan.

They were having a meeting in front of the bed, a small meeting they had to have every day.

"Impossible! Even if the police are very capable, can they still find our contact person? Besides, with leader Zhao holding the battle, not even the warden dares to meddle in other people's business! (Japanese)" The person who spoke was a small man.

, a little over one and a half meters tall, and his body is even pitifully small.

They talked directly in Japanese. This was Uncle Yan's private space, in a corner of the cell, so they spoke without hesitation.

"I think there must be something wrong. In the past, a contact person would come in every three or five days. This time I didn't even see a single person. Don't you really think it's strange? (Japanese)" A guy touched himself.

A bald forehead is a symbol in a place like this.

Uncle Yan listened to their discussion quietly. His face was not good-looking. As they said, it had been two weeks since the contact person had come in to report the news.

The contact person is the tool for them to indirectly communicate with Tanaka Junyigo. Generally speaking, the contact person will not be R himself. They belong to a gang in China and have been monopolized by the Tanaka family with a large amount of money for their own use.

"Uncle Yan, what do you think? (Japanese)" Brother Hao looked at Uncle Yan worriedly. The old man was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Uncle Yan is respected by these people. He is one of the five major politicians under Tanaka Junichigo. He is in charge of the main work of opening up foreign territories. Just like this operation, Tanaka Junichigo will only hand over the task to him with confidence.

inside.

Uncle Yan puffed on his cigarette, raised his eyes, looked around, and finally shook his head: "I can't figure out what happened. We couldn't contact the president. What we thought at the time was too simple. Now

Only then did I realize that this was a big loophole. (Japanese)”

After losing their contact person, they could only wait quietly. Uncle Yan was a rigid executor. He only followed orders and rarely did things according to his own wishes, so he had no clue now.

"How about we take action directly? The team has already been assembled. According to the regulations and time, we should have taken action long ago! If we wait like this, we may miss the important event! (Japanese)" Brother Hao has really had enough of staying in this ghost place.

, there are no women here, and there is not enough tobacco and alcohol. I wake up early every day and stay late at night. This kind of life is really boring.

"How can you have such an idea? What do you think of His Majesty the Emperor? Do you dare to ignore the president? (Japanese)" Uncle Yan glared at him angrily.

Brother Hao lowered his head in a hurry: "Don't dare! I was just impatient to wait, and I didn't see my contact person, so I was very nervous. (Japanese)"

"What to do, the president will issue an order. It is the right choice for us to stay here honestly. Don't just think about the colorful world outside every day. If you want to achieve great things, you need to understand a lot.

, there is no future at all!" Uncle Yan scolded him. Judging from the image of Brother Hao lowering his head to admit his mistake like a child, Uncle Yan's importance in this team cannot be underestimated.

After Uncle Yan's words, everyone's chattering discussion fell silent. It could be said that it was completely silent.

"We do everything for His Majesty the Emperor, for the sake of the great Japanese Empire, so what does a mere dozen days in jail mean? (Japanese)" Uncle Yan continued to say seriously.

Everyone stood up at the same time, bowed their heads and shouted back: "Hi!"

The first team has a large number of people. In addition to the gangster brigade in the prison itself, two-thirds of the people come from Uncle Yan's subordinates.

Due to his pressure, a large number of prisoners who originally belonged to the first team gathered together to seek refuge. These scum of society were like traitors and lackeys, obeying his orders.

In a cell several hundred meters away from the first team, Instructor Guo could not sit still. He was full of excitement, but also uneasy. He felt uncertain.

The opponent had a large number of people, including many experts. He did not dare to be 100% sure that he could win this powerful team in one fell swoop.

Even if the explosion-proof armed police are on the line, no one can guarantee that there will not be a possibility of being counterattacked or defeated.

"They should have guns. Some time ago, a group of prisoners were transported directly to the first detachment. As far as I later learned, they were all Uncle Yan's people. There were many covered boxes among them. I guessed there might be light weapons inside." Instructor Guo was worried.

said.

"The warden really doesn't care? He allows guns and ammunition to sneak into the prison? He is such a fool as the warden!" Wang Dong cursed secretly and said dissatisfied.

"You are wrong. I know the warden very well. Although he is a coward and chooses to swallow his anger and do nothing in the face of power, he is not what you think. This time the anti-explosion troops came after I communicated with him.

The result of his final choice." Instructor Guo tried to correct his point of view. To be able to sit in the position of warden is not to buy an official position with money.

"Really? He heard the news about Tian Sin's return, right? Now it is said that the big shot is dead, the organization has been defeated, and there is no pressure, so he decided to send troops to sweep it away, right?" Li Yi snorted.

"I admit that there may be reasons for this, but I still can't agree with your statement. The warden's mobilization of the anti-riot troops cannot be done in a few words. It requires time and energy, and even money when necessary. Do you understand?

Nowadays, many relationships need money to buy them off. Even if these big-head soldiers are full of enthusiasm, it will be useless as long as their leaders don't say anything!" Instructor Guo sighed and expressed the pain in his heart.

Yang Qiansheng glanced at him. He didn't want to continue this topic, so he looked out the window: "Half an hour has passed, and so far there is no sign of anyone."

The anti-riot force is different from the riot police. The anti-riot police are well-equipped and good at handling small-scale crimes. The anti-riot force is the backbone of the armed police, fully armed and capable of fighting violent crimes.

It stands to reason that the explosion-proof armed police are also a type of special forces, but they are not at the same level as the special forces of the military region. In comparison, the biggest advantage of the explosion-proof troops is that they have strict discipline in numbers.

"Just wait! Dozens of days have passed, half an hour doesn't matter!" Instructor Guo only hoped that the warden could keep his word.

Zheng Tianyu did not participate in the discussion. Before coming to prison, he was a gangster. Gangsters and policemen are originally from two different societies.

After waiting for another ten minutes, instructor Guo stood up and said in a deep voice: "It should be almost time, maybe they are already ready. Let's go to the playground now and take them out of the first team!"

The alarm bell rang, signaling the afternoon working hour.

The people in the first team are still abiding by the rules and get to work on time without any delay.

Zheng Tianyu arranged for them to gather in several work areas and fold handbags. This was a relaxing job. Compared with the labor of digging mountains and digging soil, this job was obviously much more pleasant.

Wen Laoer and the Lion Dance brothers were monitoring the work area, while Zheng Tianyu and Instructor Guo were patrolling and waiting outside.

Time passed by minute by second, and they were a little anxious. The hour was about to come, and so far there was no sign of the riot police.
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