MTL - Breaking Through the Clouds-~ Chapter 22

Thousands of words are translated into three true words in Yan Yan's heart-fuck your mother.

However, he was destined to have no chance to say these three words, because at this time, the box door was pushed open again, and the two horses respectfully invited a lean middle-aged man in.

The corner of Yan Yan's eyes slipped, and the fat man nodded extremely slightly at him.

"This is our boss, Brother Zong," Hongmao pointed, "Zong Brother, this is--"

Yan Zheng generously said, "You don't need to introduce, just leave the goods. If it weren't for Hu's name, I wouldn't need to come here. It would be awkward for the North District to open here."

"Yo, Lao Hu's friend?" The subtle and reserved expression on Brother Zong's face suddenly relaxed: "Ah, why didn't you say it earlier, you were really neglecting-see what you two do! Frequent customers also dare Offended! "He gave Hongmao a mouthful as he turned back.

This slap was obviously thunderous and the rain was small, and Hongmao laughed silently, Yan Yan quickly pretended to dissuade him.

"It's true, it's been a while since Lao Hu picked up the goods here. He's a good person, but he has a bit of luck." Brother Zou sighed and said, "Hey, it's hard to do any business this year. It ’s tight again, and the wind is screaming all day long; if it weren't for the face of Fat Brother and Lao Hu, I would n’t dare to pick up a new individual like you!

"Hey, that's not it!" Yan Zheng waved his hand and said with a big grin: "I don't understand that the uncle of the police was holding tens of thousands of blocks and was struggling to support his family. Does it hold up? Lao Tzu's bottle of wine is enough for them to earn half a year's salary! "

Brother Zha laughed loudly, and said that the second-generation rich man was as indifferent as he saw in the monitoring just now.

The two shivered a few more words, and Yan Zheng sold his pick-up location, price, and fineness at Hu Weisheng without any thought. He heard the words of Brother Zhe, and was more satisfied with the level of folly of the rich second generation. , Initiatively said: "Since you have already done so much business with Lao Hu, I will take the initiative to make a profit here and give it a 5% discount. If you are pure, you can rest assured that I am Lao Hu's house. Times. "

Jiang Zhan yawned just right and began to look impatiently.

Jiang Zhan did not know how many addicts have tried it. He impersonated the various attitudes of drug addiction exquisitely, and even the "insider" could not see it was wrong. Brother Zong would have liked to say something. He laughed when he saw it, and said, "Let's go, give you two to try the goods first."

Yan Yan's heart was mentioned a little.

I saw Brother Zhe stretched out his hand, and Red Hair had already noticed, and found an opaque waterproof sealed bag from the inside pocket of the jacket. After dismantling, it was a medicine plate inside.

--capsule?

Hu Weisheng's fake smart medicine sold to the deceased Feng Yuguang?

Yan Yan's breath was held for a while, but she saw that Red Hair opened the medicine board and poured out two white capsules—not red Adela!

Brother Zong took a piece of tin foil with a smile: "It's not that I boast. I'm doing real business in Zong, but it's real, not like the" retailers "outside. It's okay to add some glucose and lime powder to you. Come on, brothers in me Try this and keep your convictions. "

Yan Yan watched Brother Zhe's action of preparing drugs, his brain moved quickly, and he suddenly stopped: "Wait!"

Brother Zong made a move.

The box is very quiet, the walls isolate most of the rock music, and the strong rhythm floats back and forth in the air. Several eyes were cast on Yan Yan at the same time. The anxiety of the fat man, the loss of red hair, the extremely hidden confusion and doubts of the brother's eyes all reflected in his eyes, and suddenly became extraordinarily long in just a few seconds.

"..." Yan Yan slowly leaned back in the deck, smiling at the different looks, smiling:

"Brother, Long Brother may not have made it clear to you just now. There is a lot of white noodles in my family. It doesn't matter if I take them today; I came because of old nonsense, you have 'fresh goods' here."

This face-to-face forward is far more difficult to test for acting skills than the life-and-death love of Brokeback Mountain downstairs just now.

Yan Yan can feel without looking. The oppositely-sophisticated and uncomfortable brother, projected a sharp look from under the stacked eyelids.

The eyes used suspiciousness and perplexity as the blade, and they were cutting their own dumb and rich second-generation eyes and face, seemingly trying to reach the brain and dig out something from it.

"Fresh goods," Brother Zong repeated thoughtfully, and suddenly asked with a smile: "What are the fresh goods you mean?"

Yan Yan only has this one idea-blue powder!

The blue powder shimmering with crystals, like some kind of ghost from the deep sea, sneaked into Jianning silently and incessantly penetrated the shady side of this huge city, until the ghostly signs appeared on Hu Weisheng's roof.

No one knows its structure, and no one knows where it came from. Drug addicts carrying heavy loads at the dark junctions have nothing to do.

The only person who might have known about it was sitting in this room at the moment.

Yan Min's heart moved slightly, and he glanced down, hitting Jiang Zhan's gaze with the flashlight.

Jiang stopped very lightly and shook his head at him.

"..." Yan Zheng looked up and smiled, and said, "Hi, I can talk to Brother Zong, and I won't cover up."

The drug dealer stared at him.

"It's the kind of red. I said I took the exam well, and Lao Hu recommended it to me a few times." Yan Min touched his nose and smiled. Go to schoolgirls. "

As soon as the voice fell, Brother Zong hummed.

Then the hum turned into an unstoppable laugh.

"I said, this old Hu is really, ha ha ha ha-"

The other two ponies in the room also laughed at the venue. The fat man with cold sweat was unknown, so he froze with a stiff face. Suddenly the whole box was filled with a happy and relieved breath. Brother Zong patted his thigh and laughed: "Yes, yes, of course hahahaha-Lao Hu is really a little bit, wonderful! ..."

Yan Yan laughed, and snorted in his chest.

That was the movement of the heart falling back.

"I didn't expect your big brother to hold you right and left. This is a dual line of water and dry roads," Brother Zong squinted at him, jokingly: "OK, ambitious, no wonder Lao Hu tells you everything -Ha ha ha ha ha ha! "

Yan Yan knew that he was an unscrupulous teddy in the eyes of drug dealers and men and women. He raised his mouth and laughed dryly: "It's good to say that life is alive and live in time."

Brother Zo crossed the coffee table, poked his hand over Yan's shoulder, and compared his thumbs.

"The price is not a problem." Yan Min patted the cash in front of him: "I may not bring enough, but the car is parked downstairs, there are still in the trunk ..."

Unexpectedly, Brother Zong interrupted him: "No rush, no rush, we haven't finished the trial yet."

Yan Yan slightly.

"You said you bought" white goods "in Lao Hu, but the purity of Lao Hu is far worse than mine. Don't worry about fresh products first, you must taste the good white noodles here before we can talk. Here's the business--otherwise, all individuals come to my door. I have channels and fresh goods here, and that's not enough to sell, do you mean? "

Brother Zong spoke very kindly, but there was no room for others to take action. He took the capsule directly from Hongmao's hand, put it on the tin foil, and smiled and handed it to Yan Yan.

In addition to the extraordinary courage, extreme care, and extraordinary caution, the drug dealers face a very special challenge-drug abuse.

Or, pretend to be a drug user.

Yan Yan looked at the two capsules lying on the silver foil, and thoughts flashed through his mind. Every year, the undercover is destroyed because of drug addiction. Intranet regularly publishes double-regulated cadres corrupted by drug dealers. When studying, the police school organized a visit to the detention center. The small window in the room, holding his knees tightly, refused to turn his head. The instructor whispered that he used to be an anti-drug policeman who had received many commendations ...

However, from the outsiders' perspective, Yan Yan's face was as usual, but in fact he could not even wink.

"Zong's goods, the purity is still a test?" Yan Yi paused, raised his hand and took the tin foil, and smiled: "I'll respect you then."

Immediately, a cold hand reached out and held him.

Jiang Zhan poked his head out of Yan Mao's arms, and the whole person seemed to be confused, describing the tiredness and weakness.

His eyes were sparse and had no focus, but under the ambiguous lights of the nightclub box, the water in his eyes looked forward, his eyebrows dangled slightly, exuding an indescribable charm, like a rotten and strange flower. His movements were also very gentle, but he could not refuse. He took the tin foil from Yan Zheng's hand, and twisted the capsules with thin and long fingers, pouring out white powder, completely disregarding the attention of other people around him, and folded the tin foil. Place it in front of the nose, and hold one side of your nose with your fingernails, taking a big mouthful of intoxication and boredom.

All this happened close at hand, Yan Yan's pupils tightened like a pinch.

"..."

Jiang Zianshun threw the empty foil to Zongge, soft and boneless, and fell back into Yan Yan's arms.

Sucked? !!

what happened? !!

Now how to do? !!

This was the tenth most frightening tenth of Yan's life. For a moment, he couldn't even control the muscles on his face, showing a look of fright.

Yes, fear.

He has been in the police for so many years, the more drug dealers he has caught and the deeper he knows about drugs, the more he can't control his aversion and fear of white powder. It is also because he knows his weak side so well that Jiang Zhi, as a truly senior drug police, has a mentality that is better than himself, and will only be more resistant to drugs.

The front-line police who really fight drugs will know that the fear brought by white demons cannot be defeated, and there is no such thing as contempt of enemies from the bottom of your heart.

However, it is this fear, which can protect them from slipping into the abyss when they run forward.

"..." Yan Min moved his lips.

Brother Zong seems to be laughing and saying something, maybe joking, and boasting endlessly. The fat man was trying to cooperate with him, trying to divert the attention of drug dealers.

But these noisy background sounds suddenly became very blurred for Yan Yan.

"Yi--" Jiang Zeng suddenly covered her mouth and got up, vaguely said: "Hot."

Brother Zong laughed and said, "Good goods are like this, aren't they the same as those sold by Lao Hu? You just wait here and the medicine will pass. Come to the big brother, you can also bring one to help him Divergent divergent ... "

Yan Zheng bent down and hugged Jiang to hug him horizontally. He took the cigarette from Brother Zong and put it on his ear. He laughed and said, "Okay, go to the bathroom."

Then he lost a wink to the fat man, and no matter what the drug dealer's reaction was, he went straight into the bathroom in the box, and closed the door with his backhand.

Huh!

Yan Zheng didn't even hit a pause, first opened the faucet, then pressed the toilet flush button, stopped the river against the wall under the cover of two sounds of water, and said lowly, "Are you crazy ?! "

Jiang Zhan was very calm, spreading his palms and saying, "Calm down."

Yan Yan bowed his head.

——I saw Jiang Zhan holding the nose of his left hand just now, and the end of the palm near the tin foil was soaked with white powder, all drugs!

Yan Min clutched Jiang Zhan's shoulders and loosened his hands, suddenly softened without a sound, squatted straight on the ground and hugged his head.

Jiang Zhan: "..."

Jiang Zhan wasn't sure what he was doing. He hesitated for a while, then knelt down, pushed him, and asked, "Are you all right?"

"... No," Yan Yan looked up, with a look resembling detachment, at first glance, it seemed like he had suddenly entered the time of the Sage. He sighed, "I was almost frightened by you."

Jiang Zhan frowned, "... I'm sorry?"

"It's not that soft, it's all soft, it's not the kind that can't be hardened anymore ... oh, what the **** am I talking about?" Yan Min forced himself to get rid of the mess, and murmured, and finally calmed down Come down: "Time is running out. Hurry up and leave here to the big Cherokee with a license plate ending at three 1 at the end of Sanchun Lane at the back door of the nightclub, or just call a phone booth to report it. I ’ll go out for a while and be sure To get them to come up with the 'blue goods', you inform the external operations team to break through immediately after five minutes! Forcibly hit the door! Remember to save time, fast! "

The bathroom rests on the exterior wall of the building. There is a small ventilation window, and the width of Jiangzhan can barely pass, and then it jumps from the second floor to the garbage bin stacked on the back door of the nightclub.

Yan Yan spit into the palm of his hand and spit, and he got up with his bare hands to open the window, and was suddenly stopped by Jiang Su.

"how?"

"..."

Jiang Zhan seemed to be thinking about something, Yan Zheng motioned with his eyes to hurriedly say, don't make nonsense.

"Strict team." Jiang said slowly and slowly, it seemed that every word had gone through the infiltration of lips and teeth before he said, "I have to tell you something."

Yan Yan: "?"

"About the purpose of your operation, the new psychotropic substance in the form of light blue crystals, here ..."

Jiang Zhan's voice didn't fall, but was interrupted by a loud noise outside the door.

The box door slammed into the wall, bounced back quickly, and was kicked open. Countless footsteps poured into the private room. Before the brother Zong had time to speak out, he was rushed forward and controlled. Yan Yan and Jiang Zhan, who were hiding in the bathroom, heard a majestic roar from outside. :

"No move, police!"

Yan Zheng and Jiang Zhan stared at each other.

"... Lao Qin?" Yan Yanhu doubted. "No, it's not Lao Qin."

Jiang Zhe said nothing and immediately stepped forward and started to remove the ventilation windows.

But then, the next sentence from outside was like Tian Lei, slamming on top of them:

"——Yihe Road Police Station, some people have reported that you are suspected of homosexual obscenity, tolerant selling | prostitution, all stand up and squat behind your hands! Take out your ID card!"

Huh! Huh!

"Is anyone in there? Get out!" The assistant police patted the bathroom door violently, shouting in the face of Yan Yan and Jiang Zhan: "Hurry up, never come out again!" 2k novel reading network