Chapter 334

"Deep dick."

The call machine on the waist of the customs inspector rang.

I saw the customs inspector instinctively picking up the call machine and saw a string of numbers.

"29472"

Follow the radio translation.

This "retreat"/"quick return" within the customs representative.

The customs inspector was silent for two seconds before inserting the call machine back into his waist.

"Keep moving!"

The customs inspector gave the order.

"Yes, sir."

The customs members replied in a low voice.

At this time, two members of the customs walked to the exit of the building with Guan Li.

The rest of the customs members held guns in both hands and their expressions became very serious.

They know that victory or defeat is in one fell swoop.

"You go up and call the door!"

"If I dare to move, I will drop you!"

At this moment, the customs inspector raised his gun and preached against Guan Li.

Guan Li raised his hands aloft.

Step by step towards the "kitchen".

The customs officers were not dispatched for the time being, but were distributed at the entrance of the corridor, armed with guns aimed at the customs force, ready to rush out at any time.

"Liao Sir."

"Nothing will happen, right?"

The customs officers held firearms one by one, their palms sweating.

Don't look at them as strong soldiers.

But a little guilty.

After all, they continued to beat and extract a confession when they knew that the other party was an undercover agent, which is a serious violation of the regulations.

Besides, the relationship between the Customs and the police force is not good.

This situation is likely to cause more trouble!

In addition, the other party is still the undercover agent of Sir Zhuang!

Who is Zhuang Sir? All customs members have heard of it!

This time everyone grabbed credit with Sir Zhuang, almost doing things with their heads.

Compared with the two, the danger of arresting drug dealers has become a trivial matter.

The potential "police conflict" behind it is the big deal.

After a customs police chief asked the inspector, Sir Liao Sir, the senior customs inspector, narrowed his eyes and showed a cruel expression: "I have finished the fight just now before I know the origin of the other party! It would be too late to stop by then!"

"We can only do one and two endlessly! Successfully stabbed the drug manufacturing dens! Only then can the director protect us!"

"So, this action must be successful!"

The voice of customs inspectors is very low.

"Yeah." The sheriff stood by and nodded slightly.

Soon another police officer asked aloud, "What should I do afterwards?"

Even if they succeeded in destroying the drug manufacturing dens.

As long as undercover police officers file a complaint with the police force, they may also be able to escape the police force's retaliation.

Such retaliation is not necessarily explicit, but may also be private.

The customs inspector raised his palm and placed it on his neck, making a sharp stroke.

Everything goes without saying.

kill!

Put the undercover police officer among the criminals to kill!

This can be treated as an unknowing action, and killing the undercover is only manslaughter.

The impact of manslaughter is much smaller.

As long as the operation is done well, the police will not retaliate privately. It is very likely that they will only be denounced.

Of course, all of these prerequisites are the successful destruction of drug production dens, and there is a great contribution to support. And he had to be cruel, so cruel to make the living shut up.

"Hi!" The customs officer took a breath.

"Da da da." Guan Li was walking to the kitchen door, knocking gently on the door with his hand.

The atmosphere of the entire team of customs officers was somewhat depressed, and the lame master once again leaned on his knees and limped towards the door.

"Things you dare not."

"I'll do it!" the customs inspector whispered.

"Why are you back again?"

The lame master asked aloud.

Guan Li lowered his head and explained: "The buyer is asking for more goods."

"Get me two more sets."

Guan Li was sweating profusely in front of the door.

The lame man opened the door and said, "Two sets of goods are enough in ten minutes!"

"You don't have to run to sweat, right?"

At this time, the customs inspector by the corridor waved his hand. The customs members raised various weapons and began to slowly approach the kitchen along the wall, step by step towards the iron gate.

At this moment, Guan Li put his head on the door and squinted at Sir Liao, his eyes full of resentment.

"Papa." The moment the lame master opened the iron door, Guan Li suddenly rushed forward, banging, and quickly pushed the inner steel door backhand.

"Customs!!!" Guan Li roared, dad da da, and quickly fastened all the revolving locks of the steel door.

The whole factory kitchen was in chaos in an instant.

The lame and a few kitchen helpers quickly moved all the semi-finished products, raw materials, and ingredients on the table into the bathroom and quickly flushed them into the toilet.

They scrambled in the kitchen to destroy the evidence as much as possible.

The customs inspector roared outside the door: "Throw mine your mother!"

"Bang bang bang!" I saw the customs inspector violently kicking the inner door three feet before waving vigorously: "Bump the door for me!"

Two police officers carrying the all-steel collision column stepped forward, banging, smashing the steel door one after another.

"Smash the lock!" the customs inspector roared loudly, and the customs officer immediately shifted the target and slammed it towards the door lock.

This is an operation by customs inspectors to block their lives. If the operation fails, it will be catastrophic.

Can Customs Inspectors not be irritable?

After several hits on the steel door, the door lock hasn't been opened yet, but a window pane snapped off.

This is the small space that criminals usually put down to observe outside.

At this time it became an opportunity.

I saw the customs inspector immediately stepped forward and immediately reached into the pane, trying to unlock the door lock from the inside, speeding up the customs' attack.

"Fuck!"

Guan Li just walked out of the bathroom.

He saw a palm groping for the door lock, and immediately recognized the palm that had just beaten him with a stick.

How long have you been playing?

How deep will it be remembered!

Guan Li's expression became fierce, and he picked up a hammer by the door, then raised the hammer and slammed it into the palm of his hand.

"Boom!"

The hammer hit the palm of his hand.

"what!"

The customs inspector let out a piercing scream.

"Boom boom boom!"

Guan Li hammered three times.

The entire palm was immediately bloody, trembling constantly, and almost turned into a piece of rotten flesh.

The customs inspector was so painful that he almost fainted outside the door.

Afterwards, Guan Li threw down his hammer and turned around and ran all the way to the bathroom. He decided to take advantage of the angle drop and jump directly to the balcony downstairs to escape.

This kind of escape line at critical moments, he had already analyzed a rough idea when he first came to the kitchen.

No way, people who are hanging around outside must know how to run!

And after he confessed, he understood that the person who was tortured to extract a confession was not a colleague in the police force, but a customs officer.

If he falls into the hands of customs officers, he will probably be treated as a drug dealer, and there is only one dead end.

Therefore, Guan Li decisively chose to escape and continued to mix with drug dealers.

Although this is very risky, Lin Kun may be killed as a traitor, but he may also go further and directly penetrate the entire methamphetamine factory!

The underworld is like this, risks and opportunities coexist, waiting for the upper ranks without dying.

He has no choice now!

"boom!"

"boom!"

five minutes later.

The customs slammed open the steel door.

"boom!"

A corpse fell from a high altitude.

Smashed to death at the bottom of the building.

The inspector looked at the chaotic and empty scene, and rushed directly to the window, looking at a corpse on the ground, and the rest of the people who were missing, with anger in his eyes.

"Search the scene!" The customs inspector turned and kicked on the cabinet.

A team of police cars was parked at the bottom of the building.

Zhou Huabiao got out of the car with his horses and horses, and with an angry expression, he ordered the police officers to seal off the scene, and dashed upstairs.

...

"Trabeculae."

"Haven't called back yet?"

At the same time, the customs office area.

Minnie pushed open the office door and asked a female police officer by the phone.

The policewoman shook her head: "Sir Liao did not call back."

"it is good!"

"I know."

Minnie nodded, closed the door and returned to the office to sit down. An unknown premonition flashed in her heart, and finally she picked up the car key and decided to go out.

...

After half an hour.

Wan Chai, Director's Office.

Zhuang Shikai is reviewing quarterly funding.

"Ding Ding Ding."

At this time, the office phone at the desk rang.

Zhuang Shikai closed the pen and picked up the phone to preach: "Who?"

"Zhuang Sir."

"It's me, Zhou Huabiao." Uncle Biao was standing in the building room, holding the drug dealer's landline to call.

Zhuang Shikai heard Uncle Biao's voice and immediately asked, "What's the situation?"

"I caught a large number of customs officers!" Uncle Biao stared at a dozen people in suits, squatting in the corner, and a line of customs officers reporting.

"Papa!" Zhuang Shikai pressed the pen with his thumb and snapped the pen in two.

People with customs in the kitchen?

Things have happened!

Uncle Biao added: "There is also a senior customs inspector who stopped downstairs."

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient to do things."

"She was not allowed to come up."

Zhuang Shikai nodded and asked coldly: "Did someone have a smashed palm?"

Uncle Biaohu looked around, fixed the frame on Sir Liao at the customs, and replied: "There is someone."

All right.

Zhuang Shikai can now judge exactly what the customs officials have done.

by! I go to the customs to inform in person! Or did it happen like this?

Master Zhuang's first feeling was that he had lost his strength, and his second feeling was that he had lost face.

Just listen to Master Zhuang sternly: "Break their legs!"

"Papa!" Afterwards, Master Zhuang hung up the phone, while Uncle Biao waited for a while, slowly put down the phone, and turned to look at the customs crowd by the wall.

Although these customs have a large number of people and weapons and equipment, how did the customs beat the police?

Zhou Huabiao had just rushed to the building with a large number of police personnel, and the two sides decisively started when they first met and directly unloaded the other's guns.

The police then handcuffed the customs to the corner just like the criminals, and then took over the scene.

At this time, Uncle Biao approached the corner step by step, and an unknown premonition emerged in the hearts of the customs officers.

The customs inspector immediately shouted: "What do you want to do!"

"Our customs is also a disciplinary force!"

"Tsk!" Uncle Biao gave a disdainful sneer~lightnovelpub.net~ raised his hand and said, "I will interrupt their legs!"

More than a dozen police officers who had a foreboding standing nearby, flexing their hands, each bent over to pick up some tools, and gradually gathered forward: "Yes, sir!"

"You dare to move!" The customs inspector yelled, and several sticks slammed on his leg.

"Ah!" the customs inspector screamed again.

Afterwards, more than a dozen customs officers in the room all shrank from the corner and screamed loudly. There was a scene where the father taught his son. Uncle Biao was very uninterested, because these customs did not even have the qualifications to resist, so I didn't know where to dare to provoke Sir Zhuang.

"Pop!" Suddenly, a police officer interrupted a wooden stick, picked up a steel pipe again, and greeted the customs inspector severely.

(End of this chapter)