Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

Zhen Rutie looked at Ye Feng's leaving back and gritted her teeth with hatred, but there was nothing she could do against Ye Feng.

Although he wanted to settle the score with Geng Jianmin, he could not arrest him directly, nor could he restrict his freedom.

However, Zhen Rutie would not sit idly by and ignore the case. She had been following Geng Jianmin's case for a long time and was about to wipe out this gang involved in crime. She could not let Ye Feng disrupt the situation.

Taking out his mobile phone, Captain Zhen dialed a number.

"Assemble men immediately and arrest Geng Jianmin tonight!"

The person in the receiver was startled and asked in confusion: "Captain Zhen, there is insufficient evidence, should we take action now?"

"Didn't I make my words clear enough? Hurry up and convey my order!"

"Yes!" came the affirmative answer from the receiver.

Zhen Rutie hung up the phone and dialed Qin Mo again.

"Vice President Qin, please immediately send a few people to stop Ye Feng and stop him from causing trouble."

Qin Mo pondered for a moment and said, "All of us in Haicang have gone on missions. Among the people left behind, no one is his opponent. I'm afraid it won't help if they go."

Team Zhen immediately frowned and asked, "Where are those two?"

"The couple are no longer involved in Jianghu affairs. The last time they went on a mission, they owed a favor to help."

After a moment of silence, Qin Mo continued: "If it doesn't work, I have no choice but to take action myself."

Team Zhen thought for a moment and said: "This is the only way to go. We must stop Ye Feng from going to Geng Jianmin. He has already developed murderous intentions. If he accidentally kills someone, he will spend the rest of his life in prison."

Qin Mo said seriously: "I'm going to find Ye Feng right now. Captain Zhen, please take action quickly and capture Ye Feng before he finds Geng Jianmin."

The courtyard of the Feicui District Public Security Bureau in Haicang City is brightly lit, with more than a dozen police cars flashing red and blue flashing lights, and nearly a hundred special police officers armed with live ammunition, standing ready.

Three policemen in navy blue swept the crowd with sharp eyes. Although it was freezing cold, their eyes were firm and as straight as a javelin.

One of the police officers leading the team raised his wrist and looked at the time.

"Everyone is here, let's go!"

With an order, a hundred special police officers quickly got into the explosion-proof vehicles, and the police officers also got into the police vehicles. More than a dozen vehicles were connected end to end, like a train leaving the compound of the Public Security Bureau.

This operation has been rehearsed more than a dozen times in advance, and there is no need to make too many arrangements at this moment. The troops were divided into three groups at the intersection, and the three groups separated again at the next intersection.

Geng Jianmin's family has a great business. There are five entertainment cities, more than a dozen KTVs and nightclubs in Haicang City.

This is a large-scale cleanup that has not happened in many years. We must act at the same time and not let anyone escape to give them a chance to report the news.

The police began to take action, but Geng Jianmin's many entertainment venues and underground casinos were still immersed in the dream of singing and dancing.

People spend money like water and drink like water, but they don't know that the danger is coming.

Dream Paris Entertainment City, parked in the darkness not far away is a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz SL400 sports car.

"Dang Dang!"

Someone knocked on the car window, and Ye Feng lowered the window.

Ye Feng glanced at the burly man wrapped in a windbreaker in front of the car and said calmly: "Vice President Qin, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ye Feng was not surprised by Qin Mo's appearance. He must have been asked by Zhen Rutie to be a lobbyist, or simply to keep an eye on him.

Qin Mo opened the car door and a cold wind blew into the car. He quickly closed the door.

"Why is it so cold tonight?"

Qin Mo took off his gloves and placed his palms on the air outlet.

"Xiaoye, I understand your feelings, but you are now a member of the Chinese Blessing Committee, and you cannot do things based on personal preferences. Team Zhen will handle Geng Jianmin's side, so don't get involved."

Ye Feng nodded: "Okay!"

Qin Mo was startled, why did Ye Feng agree so simply? Shouldn't he be furious, or drive himself out of the car, rush into Dream Paris, and kill Geng Jianmin? This kid has changed his gender?

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "Since Vice Chairman Qin has said so, I will obey the leadership's arrangements."

Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He had written a lot of drafts in his stomach before coming, but now they were of no use.

The warm air in the car was strong, and Qin Mo couldn't help but sneeze while leaning on the back of the seat.

Ye Feng looked at Qin Mo's tired face and asked with concern: "Vice President Qin, are you having a hard time these days?"

Qin Mo smiled bitterly: "Not only in the past few days, since I became the vice president, I haven't had a full night's sleep. I finally took a rest today, but Captain Zhen called me to comfort you."

Ye Feng apologized: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, Vice President Qin."

Qin Mo waved his hand: "This is my responsibility. It doesn't cause any trouble. Don't stay here and go home quickly."

Ye Feng responded and pressed a button to start.

"Vice President Qin, let me take you home."

"Okay, I'll take this break and take a break. Call me when you get there."

Qin Mo wrapped his windbreaker tightly and leaned his head on the seat.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned up slightly, and he crushed a small pill with two fingers hidden in the dark.

The pills evaporated quickly, and within three seconds Qin Mo heard the sound of even and heavy breathing.

The Mercedes-Benz SL400 drove into a small forest on the side. After a few seconds, a black shadow flashed out from inside. After a few jumps, it disappeared into the vast night.

In the Dream Paris Entertainment City, several thugs who stabbed dragons and painted tigers were flirting with the beautiful receptionist.

The playful and beautiful front desk suddenly froze her smile and looked at the door with strange eyes.

The thugs turned their heads and looked around, frowning.

I saw a man standing at the door, completely wrapped in black tights.

"What are you doing riding on a horse? You're all wrapped in black stockings, and you're here pretending to be Spider-Man with me?"

The person at the door didn't answer and walked straight to the elevator.

"I'll wipe it!"

One of the thugs cursed and went over to grab the opponent's shoulder.

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

Before the thug could touch the opponent, his body trembled, then he flew backwards, hit the pillar in the lobby hard, and passed out with his head tilted.

"ah!"

The pretty receptionist let out a exclamation.

The other thugs looked at each other and pulled out sticks and machetes from behind the table.

"How dare you come to Meng Paris to make trouble, brothers, kill him!"

Five or six thugs rushed over, brandishing murderous weapons, but they left quickly and came back even faster.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were several muffled sounds in succession, and the thugs flew out like footballs that had been kicked. Some hit the pillars in the lobby, and some fell on the smooth floor, and slid out for more than ten meters under the inertia.

Seeing this scene, the beautiful receptionist screamed even louder, and the sharp sound hurt people's eardrums.

A finger pressed on the beautiful front desk's flaming red lips.

"Shh! Don't scream!"

The beautiful receptionist's screams suddenly stopped, and she looked at the person in front of her in horror, her whole body wrapped in a black tights with a metallic luster.

"Do you have a broadcast microphone here?" Ye Feng asked softly.

The pretty receptionist nodded and looked at a small microphone on the front desk.

"Open it!"

The pretty receptionist pressed the broadcast switch with trembling hands.

Ye Feng tapped the microphone with his finger, and a thumping sound came from the speaker in the corner of the hall.

"Hello!"

The sound of feeding came from the entertainment rooms on all floors of Dream Paris, and the lively atmosphere suddenly stopped, and everyone looked around blankly.

"From now on, everyone who has nothing to do with Geng Jianmin must leave Dream Paris within thirty seconds. If you don't leave, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

All the customers in Dream Paris Entertainment City looked at each other, and then made a sound of disdain.

"What kind of psychosis is this? It's so boring!"

A few girls on the dance floor were yelling and cursing.

"It's paralyzing. I'm here in just three seconds. I can't feel it when I'm disturbed by him! Don't be stupid, get it for me quickly!"

The female technician hurriedly buried her head and worked hard.

"Manager! Where is your manager? Who is this? It's disturbing my mood. Please deal with it quickly, or we won't come next time!"

No one took the warning to heart and continued to drink and talk, shaking their heads to the music.

Customers passing by in the lobby also looked at the guy wearing a black tights with strange eyes. Is he a lunatic?

Ye Feng threw the microphone aside and looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall. In thirty seconds, he would make those who did not listen to the warning remember this moment.