"What's wrong with Zhang Feng? I just received a call from him!" Uncle Luo said.
"You received his call..." Colonel Cheng said in surprise. Now the Huangquan team was searching for his whereabouts to no avail. Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng had already contacted Uncle Luo.
After the two sides summarized the information they had obtained, Uncle Luo said: "I have also heard about the Thunder anti-drug operation throughout the year, which eradicated a big cancer lurking in Yangcheng, Guangdong Province, but I didn't expect that Lao Zhuang would slip through the net. fish."
"Lao Luo, are you thinking about what to do about this matter? Immediately locate the location where the call was made, and then arrest Lao Zhuang?"
Colonel Cheng already had an idea in his mind, but Zhang Feng was the one selected by Lao Luo's Snow Wolf Special Forces Brigade, so Lao Luo still had to make the final decision.
"In order to cooperate with the selection, you put Zhang Feng on a wanted list, but he accidentally got involved with the drug dealer Lao Zhuang. This is an opportunity!" Uncle Luo said.
"Your ideas coincide with mine!" Colonel Cheng said.
In the Thunder anti-drug operation, Lao Zhuang slipped through the net, and he could just follow this line to find out the mastermind behind it.
"I only have one request, that Zhang Feng must withdraw immediately when he encounters danger! And try to get Zhang Feng and me to meet. It's time to tell him some things!" Uncle Luo said.
After hanging up the phone, Colonel Cheng immediately rushed to the headquarters.
Because he had to cooperate with the Hell Week training, Zhang Feng's case record was made up. Although the arrest warrant was issued, the charges were not substantiated and he could not withstand his own investigation.
Moreover, anti-drug cases are under the unified responsibility of the ministry. This matter still has to be handed over to the department, and the army can only provide assistance in the investigation.
Uncle Luo sat in his office, lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.
"Hey, is this a causal cycle?"
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Night fell, covering the entire Langfang City.
The thick haze makes people feel burning pain in their throats even when they breathe.
"Let's go to work!" Lao Zhuang woke up Zhang Feng with his luggage bag.
"Ma Dan, what are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" Zhang Feng mumbled and got up from the bed. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it, then followed Lao Zhuang out of the small hotel.
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It was a hazy night and there were very few pedestrians on the road. Lao Zhuang was walking quickly in front, still putting one hand in his pocket and holding his luggage with the other.
Zhang Feng followed behind, his injured foot still making him limp and looking a little clumsy.
His eyes were locked on the pocket where Lao Zhuang had his hands, because there was a gun in it.
"Can you please slow down a little bit? Don't you know my foot is hurt?" Zhang Feng yelled and cursed.
The role he is playing now is that of a wanted criminal, and it is only in line with his identity that he speaks dirty words.
Lao Zhuang turned back to glare at Zhang Feng with a sinister look, and said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and leave. We will return to Yangcheng after finishing this job. There will be plenty of time for you to recover from your injuries!"
Zhang Feng smashed his spit on the ground and followed quickly.
Waving his hands, a taxi stopped in front of the two of them.
"Emgrand Club!" Lao Zhuang said.
"Okay." The driver agreed.
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"It's so luxurious. The girls here must be very beautiful. If you can sleep there for one night, it would be appropriate to live for ten years!" Zhang Feng's eyes wandered over the woman who was waiting at the door, and he couldn't help but gulp. the sound of.
Seeing Zhang Feng's hungry expression, Lao Zhuang smiled slightly on his stern face.
"Hello sir, how can I serve you?" The lobby manager saw the two people and walked over and asked.
There was a bit of disdain in his eyes. People who could come to the Dihao Club to spend money were either rich or noble, and the clothes of these two people looked like country folk.
Lao Zhuang looked at the lobby manager and said, "I'm here to see Mr. Xu!"
"I'm sorry, we don't have Mr. Xu here. Since you two are not here to spend money, please go out." The lobby manager had already issued an order to expel guests, and his voice was full of contempt.
Snapped!
Zhang Feng slapped the lobby manager on the face with his backhand.
"You look down on others, don't you? I'm just a consumer. Are you afraid that I can't pay? Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Zhang Feng shouted.
The lobby manager's face was swollen, leaving five clear fingerprints on it.
He stared at Zhang Feng fiercely and shouted: "Security, break the hands of these two people and throw them out.
! "
"I go!"
Zhang Feng cursed and reached out to slap the lobby manager, but Lao Zhuang grabbed his wrist.
At this time, the security guards also rushed over, holding steel pipes in their hands. These people are security guards when they wear security clothes, and they are thugs watching the scene when they take off their clothes.
"Don't act rashly."
Lao Zhuang whispered to Zhang Feng, stretched out his hand and grabbed the lobby manager's collar, pulled him down in front of him, and whispered a few words in his ear.
The lobby manager's face suddenly changed color, and he said hurriedly: "You two gentlemen, I am really blind, don't blame me."
He turned to the security guard and yelled: "Gungun, you two are my distinguished guests!"
The security guard was also a monk who was two feet tall and couldn't figure it out, but he still turned around and left.
Although Zhang Feng was standing behind Lao Zhuang, he didn't hear what he said to the lobby manager, which could make him change his face instantly.
However, he seized the opportunity and refused to let it go, cursing: "A dog that wagged its tail."
The lobby manager laughed along and didn't care at all about Zhang Feng's insults.
Under the leadership of the lobby manager, the two people walked towards the inner room of the Dihao Club.
The polished marble can even be used as a mirror, and the decoration is so luxurious and magnificent that Zhang Feng feels that his eyes are not enough, and he is amazed.
It's not that he was pretending, but that he had never been to such a high-end place since he was a child.
"Hey, how much does it cost for a night, girl?"
When passing by a woman wearing a cheongsam with a slit that reached her thighs, Zhang Feng asked with a smile and wiped a handful of oil with his hand.
The woman was not surprised at all and glanced at Zhang Feng with a charming look.
"You find a private room for my brother and treat him well. All the expenses will be borne by me." Lao Zhuang said.
"Yes, yes, if Mr. Xu knows that you are here to spend money and still have to pay, wouldn't it be a loss of my job? All the expenses of the two of you today will be counted on my head, so I should just give you two some trouble. "The lobby manager said flatteringly.
Lao Zhuang and the lobby manager continued to walk inside.
Why did the lobby manager call a woman named Sister Mei and led Zhang Feng into another private room