Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly.

This China Construction Bank branch on Wenhua Road is located at the intersection of the city center and an urban village slated for demolition.

The terrain in this area appears somewhat complex and chaotic.

The street wasn't very wide, and many private cars were parked haphazardly along the roadside.

Directly opposite the China Construction Bank is that intricate urban village with countless alleys.

Li Mo'an, along with veteran police officer Zou Jiulong and several other officers, quickly arrived at the vicinity.

In order not to alert the enemy.

They all changed into ordinary civilian clothes before going out.

Old Zou was wearing a faded gray shirt and a pair of old leather shoes.

The other veteran police officers were also wearing extremely inconspicuous short-sleeved shirts or thin jackets.

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They blended into the crowd, making it impossible to tell they were police officers.

Upon arriving at the scene, everyone immediately dispersed.

They hid in the surrounding corners.

Someone was squatting behind the newsstand, pretending to look at outdated magazines.

Someone stood in the blind spot of the surveillance camera under the shade of a tree, their eyes fixed on the street corner.

Everyone first quietly observed the terrain, familiarizing themselves with the retreat route and the encirclement route.

Old Zou in a corner.

He stretched out his rough hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Old Zou was actually feeling quite uneasy.

Although he was a veteran narcotics officer with extensive experience in handling cases.

But he is getting old now.

The men he brought were all old buddies from the local police station.

The cases we handle most often at the station are neighborhood disputes or petty theft.

What they are about to face may be a criminal who dares to bring his henchmen out to challenge someone to a fight.

Old Zou silently plotted in his mind how to cooperate with Li Mo'an's unethical "stunning" tactic.

Just then.

At the end of the street ahead, a considerable commotion broke out.

Not long after.

Then I saw a few shady-looking guys turn from the intersection over there.

Old Zou immediately lowered his body.

He poked half his head out, squinting his eyes as he looked over warily.

This group of people walked down the street, appearing extremely arrogant.

Seeing their actions, several passersby instinctively quickened their pace and walked around them.

The man at the head was wearing a tight-fitting black short-sleeved shirt.

The man was extremely muscular, with his arms covered in firm, bulging muscles.

He had a buzz cut that covered his scalp, and a thick gold chain hung around his neck.

The man's eyes were sinister, and the thick, fleshy muscles on his face trembled slightly with each step, exuding an undisguised ferocity.

Behind this man.

He was closely followed by four or five of his men.

These henchmen were no pushovers either; each of them had a fierce look in their eyes.

They were holding long, narrow objects wrapped in newspapers or clothes.

Anyone with eyes could see that what was inside was definitely a weapon like a steel pipe or a machete.

They swaggered into the entrance of the China Construction Bank.

The burly man at the head of the group stopped and looked around.

He seemed to be looking for the enemy who dared to curse him over the phone.

Old Zou hid in this corner, watching the group of people from afar.

at first.

Old Zou just wanted to see how many people the other side had and whether they had any firearms.

but.

His gaze swept past his underlings.

When his gaze finally landed on the face of the man in the lead.

Old Zou's weathered eyes widened instantly.

His pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.

He even stopped breathing for a second!

Old Zou felt an extreme chill travel up his spine and straight to the back of his head.

His body even trembled involuntarily.

original.

In Lao Zou's mind, the person he randomly met through this phone number was at most a small-time drug dealer who sold drugs on the street.

After all, truly important figures act in an extremely secretive manner.

How could someone personally come out and challenge someone to a fight just because of a wrong number?

That's why Lao Zou dared to bring only a few police officers from the local police station to arrest people.

but!

The person in front of me.

This is a sinister-looking man with a face full of scars, standing at the entrance of the China Construction Bank.

He was not some minor leader at all.

He turned out to be a real big boss!

Old Zou recognized this face!

Even if he were reduced to ashes, Old Zou would still recognize him.

Because of this face, the city's anti-drug squad has already marked it as the most dangerous target in their investigation notice.

The man's name is Zhao Zhihai.

All the drugs in their city come from the other party!

This is a ruthless criminal network controller lurking in the shadows.

He even has several lives on his hands.

Recently, the city's anti-drug squad has been frantically searching for him!

In order to catch him, the anti-drug squad laid a tight net.

The reason why a large portion of their police force at the city center police station was urgently redeployed today is because...

The reason why so many police officers in their station are not at the station.

The purpose was to conduct a comprehensive search of the urban villages within the jurisdiction.

It's all to find Zhao Zhihai's whereabouts!

To know.

Of course, Lao Zou was unaware of this at the time.

In reality, the reason the anti-drug squad went to such lengths to investigate was to find the missing undercover agent.

The so-called search for his whereabouts was merely a cover-up.

This was simply to avoid alerting the enemy.

But whatever the truth may be.

Old Zou knew all too well the significance of the name Zhao Zhihai.

Old Zou felt his heart pounding wildly.

The throbbing sound reverberated violently in his chest, as if it were about to burst out.

This is a person's name, but a tree's shadow!

This is a major drug lord who's giving the entire city police a headache!

They discovered that the other party was actually the city's top drug trafficker.

Old Zou looked back at himself again.

The people they brought were all ordinary police officers from local police stations.

Old Liu is about to retire, and Da Zhang just stayed up all night yesterday, so his physical strength is already not up to par.

These few guys are only good at catching petty thieves.

But to face a big shot of this caliber, you also have to deal with his ruthless henchmen armed with weapons.

The equipment and experience are on completely different levels!

Old Zou's forehead was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat.

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks and into his collar, making him feel chilled all over.

He knew that the "brick-throwing" plan devised by Li Mo'an absolutely could not be carried out.

To deal with such a big boss, you only need to miss the first strike.

Or perhaps they didn't instantly incapacitate them.

Once the other party reacts, they may pull out a knife or even a gun to retaliate.

Those old, frail police officers will definitely all perish here today.

The operation must be cancelled immediately, and the city police SWAT team must be called for backup!

Old Zou made a decision in his heart.

He was about to turn around and tell Li Mo'an, who was hiding not far away, about the situation, and prepare to redeploy tactics.

result.

He turned his head.

He suddenly realized.

Li Mo'an was supposed to be squatting behind the flower bed next to her.

Where did it go?!

That spot was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Old Zou's head buzzed.

He hurriedly followed the blind spots in his line of sight, anxiously searching behind the cover on both sides of the street.

then.

He then witnessed a scene that made his eyes widen in horror—

Li Mo'an had already left the cover at some point.

He was completely unaware of any danger.

He had already arranged his troops according to the formation he had previously decided upon.

He used the cars parked on the side of the road as cover and sneaked over there!

Li Mo'an's original plan for a duel was very simple and brutal.

He was the one who went up first and knocked one of them down with a brick.

Then he immediately took off running.

When the other party gets enraged and chases after you with red eyes.

Old Zou and his men would then emerge from the dead ends of the alleyways in the urban village and defeat them one by one.

And now.

Li Mo'an had already charged forward without hesitation according to the plan.

Old Zou saw it in horror.

Li Mo'an's steps were extremely steady, almost leisurely.

His face remained calm, without the slightest hint of tension.

His right hand was behind his back.

He was gripping a sharp-edged red brick tightly in his hand.

That was the "weapon" he had just picked up from the roadside.

What made Lao Zou even more desperate was...

Li Mo'an was holding a brick.

He was about to greet the person.

It's none other than someone else.

It was that big boss—Zhao Zhihai!