Chapter 1901: Birthday party

In Zangyuan, in a certain living village, Brother Zhang was handcuffed and shackled and pulled back to his residence.
In the courtyard, two of Zhang's nine brothers were killed, and the remaining seven had no ability to resist. They were subdued by more than forty strange men and slowly escorted out of the compound.
Inside the car, Brother Zhang stared at this scene dumbfounded, his face pale.
In the compound, the middle-aged man who was going to leave, walked barefoot in the snow, underclothes and underwear, covered in blood and cursed at the car where Zhang was in: "Prick, cnm, you continue to the needle?! So many brothers have played with you, have you considered for everyone? Because you are alone, everyone will die! Now you are honest, and are you satisfied?"
Brother Zhang listened to the curse outside in the car, his face was dull, his nose and tears streaming down.
It's over, everything is over.
The forty-odd people separated Zhang’s seven brothers into the car, and then the leader of the other side waved his hand and shouted: "The rest will be handled by the military and let them negotiate with the self-governing association of the living village. Let's go."
The voice fell, and the convoy left slowly.
Ten minutes later, in Tibet Plains, in the office of the brigade commander of the Sha Xuan Garrison Brigade, a regiment-level officer said softly: "The other party has taken people away. Let us deal with the scene."
"Mom," Sha Xuan scolded with a frown, "I'm like toilet paper a day. I clean my buttocks."
The regiment-level officer did not reply.
"Your regiment head came forward to negotiate with the self-governing unit of the living village, and then hurriedly sent this bunch of military to leave." Sha Xuan said irritably, "I think they are upset."
Since the Shah-based troops were stationed in Tibet, the military intelligence unit that came to arrest the people immediately asked the upper echelons to contact the Shaxuan Brigade and ask them to assist them, but Shaxuan himself was a little bit resistant. In the past few years, as long as he heard the news that he had something to do with the Chuanfu forces, his brain hurts inexplicably, but since the upper level has spoken, he still has to do it.
Now that the arrest was over, Sha Xuan was anxious to send the group away quickly, so on the one hand, he arranged for himself to negotiate with the local unit, and on the other hand, he also sent people to send military intelligence personnel to leave.
In the early morning, on the helicopter.
The young man who led the arrest took a military phone and said, "Director Yang, we have already boarded the plane. We are expected to arrive in Fengbei at about nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Has the news leaked?" Yang Cheng, who had fought against Ye Lin before, asked quickly.
"Definitely not." The young man immediately replied: "We were afraid that when we were arrested, these people would forcibly call and leak out the news, so we prepared for a long time in advance. We first called out Brother Zhang before we started to do it. "
"That's good." Yang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "In this way, you don't need to send people back to Fengbei, you can directly bring them to Songjiang in secret, and I will try them here."
"Why are you going to Songjiang?" The young man was a little puzzled.
"Because the place where they moved is in Songjiang." Yang Cheng replied with a smile: "You don't care, just bring people over."
"Okay, I understand."
After the two communicated, they ended the call.
...
Early the next morning, around ten o'clock.
In Songjiang, in the single-family compound at No. 198, Central Avenue, Xinyuan District, Yang Cheng got on a military vehicle and left with a dozen of his entourage.
The convoy drove in the city for about forty minutes before reaching the compound of the Garrison Group directly under the municipal government.
Yang Cheng got out of the car and led a dozen people into the garrison building unimpeded. In a temporarily vacated basement, he first saw Brother Zhang.
In the cold and humid basement, Zhang Ge turned pale, looked at Yang Cheng tremblingly, without saying a word.
Yang Cheng lit a cigarette, squinted at Brother Zhang, and saw that his arms, face and neck were all scratched, and he smiled and said, "It's tough, isn't it?"
Zhang Ge swallowed, turned his head to look away, still did not speak.
"Bring things." Yang Cheng turned around and greeted him.
The person in charge who went to Zangyuan to catch Brother Zhang took out two small bags and a set of sealed medical syringes from his pocket.
Yang Cheng took the things, weighed them in his hands, and put them on the iron table with a smile.
Brother Zhang glanced at the things on the table, and the whole person trembled more severely. Chiguo’s feet touched the cold ground and could no longer step on it still. Several toes pressed hard against the ground, causing her toenails to crack. Blood came out.
"Do you want it?" Yang Cheng asked while sitting on the iron table, pointing to the bag and syringe.
Brother Zhang swallowed again.
Yang Cheng bends over, face to face to Brother Zhang, his eyes suddenly smiled gloomily: "You know, I am not interested in you. You said that, I will let you get a shot right away."
"No...no, it's impossible." Brother Zhang replied with trembling lips.
Yang Cheng stared at him for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to pick up the white bag, and directly tore it open and said, "I have only two bags. I'm gone, but it's really gone."
After speaking, Yang Cheng slowly poured the contents of the bag into the urine bucket specially for Zhang Ge.
Brother Zhang watched the things in the bag disappear little by little, and his eyes were dull again.
Yang Cheng finished pouring one bag, and then reached out and picked up another one: "Hehe, this game should be hit in the blood vessels, what does it feel like...?"
"do not!"
Brother Zhang suddenly roared with red eyes, "Don't, don't!!!"
"Haha." Yang Cheng looked at him with a very bright smile.
...
The next day, at 8:30 in the evening, two cars stopped at the front entrance of Songjiang Wangjiang Hotel. Wu Di and Ma's second got off with Ye Lin, who was wearing a loose evening gown, wearing decent suits.
"Who's here?" Ma Lao Er asked after tidying up his clothes.
"I don't know who Lu Jia has sent invitations to," Wu Di faintly replied, "Go in and have a look."
In the past two years, the Lu family was very dissatisfied with the Shen family, the Sha family, and even the Feng family because of what the young officers had done before. Therefore, they walked more frequently with the people in the Second World War zone to achieve a certain kind of politics. balance. This is why Wu Di, Ye Lin, and Ma Lao Erhui specially came to Lu Jia's birthday party.
The group of people stepped into the hall of the venue, Lu Jia immediately greeted him, smiled and said to Wu Di, "It's good, Master Wu."
"Haha~EbookFREE.me~Happy birthday." Wu Di said with a smile.
"A little gift is no respect." Ye Lin immediately handed over the prepared gift.
The attendant beside Lu Jia immediately accepted the gift.
"Oh, there is a war on the front line. It stands to reason that I shouldn't be in this kind of place at this time to have such a birthday party." Lu Jia sighed and said, "But helplessly, the situation in the nine districts is complicated. My dad has to ask me to contact the younger generation more. Feelings... so extravagant, conscience is uneasy."
Wu Di smiled: "The banquet has already started, so don't think about it. Today is your birthday, let's be happy."
"Okay, please, sit inside."
"Hey."
After speaking, everyone walked towards the banquet hall.
On the second floor of the venue, Shen Fei wore a suit, squinted at Wu Di, smiled lightly and said to the high-door big yard students next to him: "Today is a birthday party, but there is a lot of fun to watch!"