Looking at the mountains of the city.

After Zhao Changqi finished the call with Wu Tianfeng, he turned around and asked Zhao Yushan: "Brother Yushan, aren't you in the police station? Why did you suddenly run here and fight with these bastards?"

Zhao Yushan just borrowed Hong Yalun's cell phone and just spoke to Tong Xiaorui on the phone to report safety. After hearing Zhao Changgui's words, he returned the phone to Hong Yalun and said, "Brother Gun, I will tell you later, how I came to this place. I will take you to see a place first. You will never imagine that place."

As he spoke, Zhao Yushan patted Shijiushilang's head beside him, letting him stay outside honestly, and then walked towards the gate on the earth cliff.

Zhao Changqi looked at the mysterious Zhao Yushan, and had to shake his head and say to Hong Yalun: "Aaron, you are here to look at them, I'll go down and take a look."

Hong Yalun took off the slightly rushing magazine in his hand, checked it, then pushed it back with a click, and then said, "Don't worry, Brother Gun, there will be no problem here."

Hong Yalun's love for guns is difficult to understand, just as Zhao Yushan's love for cows is difficult to understand. He always believes that guns also have souls. Whenever he has a gun in his hand, he has a very wonderful feeling. He can feel that the soul of the gun can collide with his soul and talk to each other. At that moment, he is the gun, and the gun is him. At that moment, he is the master of life. Whoever he wants to die will die.

Zhao Changqi knew Hong Yalun's shooting skills. As long as he had a gun in his hand, he would probably be more than enough to deal with a platoon.

Zhao Yushan followed Zhao Yushan and walked into the gate on the earth cliff.

The underground hall was in a mess, with messy machines everywhere, thrown bullet shells, and dead bodies everywhere. Zhao Changqi did not count how many of these dead bodies were, but at a rough look, there were still around thirty. The air was filled with a mixture of smoke and blood, which smelled very uncomfortable.

The two of them went to the hut in the corner first and told Wang Guohan and the other two that the matter outside had been resolved and they were asked to go outside. After all, the air here was really bad. It might be because the ventilation duct was broken by bullets in the previous fierce battle.

It was not until Wang Guohan and the other two supported each other and left that Zhao Yushan pointed to the messy machines on the ground and said, "Brother Gun, do you know what these machines do,"

Zhao Changqi shook his head, and he was wondering what these people wanted to produce by moving so many machines underground.

"They want to produce drugs here. These are machines for producing methamphetamine. I guess the person in charge of this organization may be because he disliked being a drug dealer who didn't make money, so he wanted to get raw materials from outside and produce them himself. These foreigners were hired by the person in charge of this organization. Their task is to be responsible for rhyming drugs all over the world, and of course, all over China. These Japanese usually live there." Zhao Yushan pointed to a lane on the wall. There was a wind gate on the alley and could not see the situation inside.

Zhao Changqi was shocked. Judging from the number of these machines, once this drug processing plant is put into production, its production scale will be very huge. Maybe it will become a drug supply center for the entire East Asia region. In the foot of the emperor, someone dared to do such a thing, which is really bold.

"Brother Gun, do you remember the Tibetan mastiff farm I told you about Xiang Shaojie? When I went there the second time, there was no Tibetan mastiff there, and even the ground was cleaned. At that time, I wondered where so many Tibetan mastiffs had been brought to the place. It was not until I got this place by them that I suddenly realized that these dogs brought the Tibetan mastiffs to this place overnight. This place is not far from the original breeding farm, so they moved so quickly."

The woofy mastiffs were so upset that people were upset. Zhao Yushan had to increase the volume to make Zhao Changqi hear him clearly.

"Have you checked whether there were any drugs in the belly of these mastiffs?" Zhao Changqi asked.

"Tested. Look." Zhao Yushan took out a white plastic bag from his body and handed it to Zhao Changqiu's hand. "It's methamphetamine. I took it out of the belly of the mastiff before."

Zhao Changqi casually looked at the plastic paper bag in his hand, then pointed to the two alley openings on the wall not far away and said, "Where does it lead there?"

"Brother Gun, you'll know if you go and take a look. Let's take you to see you." Zhao Yushan said, and first led Zhao Changgui into a alley on the left.

The alley is not deep, only about five meters away, and there is a gate at the end. After passing the door, the alley suddenly widened, forming a small space, which is also a hall. However, when Zhao Changqi saw everything in front of the alley, he finally understood why Zhao Yushan said that he would be blown away after seeing the situation below.

I saw that the left and right sides of the hall were filled with iron cages, but these iron cages were not Tibetan mastiffs, but humans. Living people.

Although these people were alive, they were blind, pale, skinny, and seriously ill. Many people were covered with scars. These people did not know Zhao Changgui, but they seemed to know Zhao Yushan. After seeing Zhao Yushan, their eyes that seemed to be dead suddenly shone brightly. They lay on the steel cage and said to Zhao Yushan in chaos: "Mr. Zhao, you are back."

"You're really back. You're here to save us, my goodness, we're finally saved."

"Brother Zhao, hurry up, please, let me out quickly."

Looking at the people lying on the cage and shouting, Zhao Changqi actually remembered the Tibetan mastiffs. These poor people were not as good as those Tibetan mastiffs. Those Tibetan mastiffs could at least enjoy sufficient light, but here, there was only an incandescent lamp about twenty-five tiles on the roof. The whole space was extremely dim.

Zhao Changqi was stunned by the scene in front of him. He could not believe his eyes. He really didn't believe that there were people who were so cruel today when they entered a civilized society.

Zhao Changqi is not a rare and strange person. He has seen many cruel people in the world. Those Mexican executioners even dissected people and hung them on the streets one by one for public display. But he had never seen anyone gathering so many people together, as if raising dogs, and it was even better to raise dogs. What kind of sin should this be?

Zhao Yushan didn't bother to explain to Zhao Changgui, but shouted loudly to everyone in the cage: "Don't worry, I'll introduce you to everyone. This is my eldest brother Zhao Changgui, we'll save everyone. Don't worry, all the bastards outside have been killed by us. Brother and I will let you out now."
Chapter completed!