Sea City.

The law and order and drug problems are resounding internationally, a notorious city. It has the same status as the city of Tambol in country M and the city of Hecheng in the E realm.

This city of six counties and one district has existed since ancient times. Because of its geographical proximity to the border and its own peculiar terrain, it seems destined for the current chaos.

It is not so much a domestic city as a city that is not subject to domestic management at all.

It was only in the past 20 years that the domestic laws were synchronized with the domestic laws in the past 60 years. Therefore, according to incomplete statistics, at least more than half of the people in Haicheng still retain their original ideas. The sense of law is weak, and the people's customs are fierce and vicious.

In China, when it comes to the concept of Haicheng people, it is almost imperceptible in the hearts of all Chinese people. The crime rate in the city remains high, and the local residents of the drug traffickers are a paradise for drug addicts, close to unscrupulous.

A few years ago, China was aware of this problem and made great efforts to improve the overall environment of Haicheng. However, it has always been difficult to shake the slightest.

The officials who were dispatched either went with the flow, resigned, or tried in every possible way to find ways to be transferred elsewhere, or even worse, disappeared!

The Jinbei car departed from Shangjing and traveled for a full 30 hours along the way.

The weather is getting colder, the snow is coming from nothing, and the number of passing cars is decreasing.

Han Dong sat alone in the last row of the car, and when he left Shangjing City for three hours, he fell asleep. Always, half-asleep and dream-ridden.

He'd been to Haicheng once, just once.

In just a week or two of trips, I have encountered crowd fights, murders, assassinations, and black policemen drinking with Chasanke, nodding their heads

He was in Haicheng and helped Chai Sanke block a shot and completely won the trust of the other party.

With my eyes closed, some long-forgotten memories flickered in my brain like a movie.

Under the street lamp, on the deserted street, nearly 200 people gathered.

It's not a pretending scene in a movie, going through the motions, it's playing for real.

The incident took place beneath the hotel where he was staying, and he witnessed the scene behind his window as blood stained the frost red.

He roughly estimated that the death toll in that incident was at least twenty, and the death toll seen on the news was one person. is related to Haicheng, the news didn't even bubble, and it was completely overshadowed by the news of entertainment stars.

The driver who drove the car was about thirty years old, that is, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man that Han Dong noticed at first sight, and his full name was Hou Jie.

He got into the car from Han Dong and kept looking at each other, wanting to say hello. Why is this person either in a daze or sleeping after getting in the car, and there is no way to talk about the topic.

Hou Jie and the others received the news that someone wanted to go with them, but as for who didn't say it, the above meant that they could be completely trusted. And, don't let people be wronged, take him as the master

Not raw melon eggs that have just come out of society.

Hou Jie can easily associate something, this seemingly young man is the real master in the car, and he is definitely not from the Narcotics Control Bureau.

However, at such a young age, what can you do in Haicheng

Glancing at Han Dong, who was asleep again, Hou Jie kicked the bald head sitting on the co-pilot and the fat man with dense tattoos on his head.

Yang Biao was squinting and sleeping, and squinted: "What are you doing!"

"Go down and buy some soft food, I've eaten biscuits all the way, and my mouth is yellow!"

As he spoke, he stopped and turned around: "Eh, brother, brother!"

After shouting a few words in a low voice, Hou Jie saw Han Dong open his eyes, and said with a smile: "There is a service area in front, if you want to eat something, I will let people buy it." ”

With a serious smile, his eyes narrowed, and his nose shrunk. A lewd atmosphere greeted him.

Han Dong shook his stiff neck and glanced at Yang Biao: "He's going to buy it?"

"At first glance. ”

"I'll go. ”

Without waiting for a reply, Han Dong pulled the car door and jumped in.

Yang Biao grinned, full of big yellow teeth: "Monkey, what does this kid mean." What's the matter, I don't worry about buying a meal. ”

Hou Jie Zhile: "If you are in a hurry, people are probably afraid that your bald head is too bright." I didn't see it, I was more careful than my brothers. The key is that people are righteous enough, they don't know each other, and they can think about us."

With a simple demeanor, Hou Jie can see too many things.

In this line of work, before the task begins, it is best to ensure that the identity is leaky and foolproof. Therefore, at such a long distance, several people did not even take the plane. Although the probability of danger was very small, the young man obviously took this probability into account.

Han Dong couldn't hear these discussions, and as soon as he got out of the car, he was blown by the wind, and he shivered. Don't dare to stay longer, close the zipper, and trot to the service area.

He knew that after this service area, in another hour, he should be able to see the Haicheng toll station.

In the service area, there are few long-distance buses, and the catering is also very simple, most of them are more than 20 yuan a box of packages. The rice is not white, the meat is black, and the vegetables are wilting.

No matter how hungry I am, my appetite is gone.

Simply, Han Dong bought a kettle from the supermarket next to him, filled it with boiling water, and moved a box of bucket noodles by the way.

Just came out, with the air conditioning on the body, the heat is not obvious. With such a delay, less than a minute away, Han Dong felt that the whole person was a little numb.

He was dressed thinly, a shirt and a jacket. The temperature in the vicinity should be close to minus 30.

Crash.

Han Dong handed the east and west windows to Hou Jie, and quickly got on the train, the chill on his body almost blew a cold wind on the entire carriage.

It was easy to have a chance to speak, Hou Jie hurriedly smiled and handed over a cigarette: "Brother, I don't know what your name is?"

Han Dong didn't answer the cigarette, tore open the instant noodles, and raised his eyes: "Han Dong." ”

Fu Likang arranged for these people to go with him, and he treated them as his own. Something inconsequential is not hidden.

With a somewhat cold attitude, Hou Jie disagreed: "My name is Hou Jie, nicknamed Monkey." This is Fat Biao, Old Snake, and Annam! In the future, the brothers will be a family in Haicheng, and the brothers will take care of them more. ”

The old snake sat in the second row with Annan.

Han Dong had already noticed that the one named Annan should be a real policeman, or it could be the four people in the car, as far as his dress and appearance were normal.

I'm not too interested in their identity, and I don't ask. He said casually: "Hurry up and finish eating, and drive." ”

The fat man touched his bald head, and under his seemingly reckless appearance, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

In terms of age, he is older than Han Dong, who is more than ten years old, but he can't see through this seemingly ordinary and eccentric person everywhere. Speak concisely, coldly, and steadily. seems to be an arrogant expression, but Yang Biao actually felt that it was not inappropriate in the slightest.

Who the hell is it? What are you doing?

With their top-secret status, the director doesn't mind the other party's peers and even, he is cautious. Like I was afraid that a few people on the road would offend Han Dong