In a short time, the micro drill had already chiseled a hole through the wall.

In just three to five minutes, this micro electric drill has already cut a hole in the tunnel, is this electric drill too powerful, or the walls of this tunnel are too thin?

The latter must be impossible, if this is the wall of the house of the island country, then there is still a wall that is too thin, but now this is a tunnel, it is a tunnel through the mountain, the so-called wall is smeared with a layer of cement in the mountain, but through the cement and the mountain, how can there be a hole through?

This is completely unscientific!

Could it be that there is a hole on the other side of this tunnel?

A faint light came from the entrance of the cave, and the light was orange, obviously not normal sunlight, but light!

Since then, the last guess has been confirmed.

Seeing the faint orange light, a cold smile rose at the corner of Wu Sheng's mouth.

Bending over, he picked up a chainsaw, a pair of goggles and a cap from the car, first carefully put on the goggles and cap, then raised the chainsaw high and began to cut along the perimeter of the hole, the chainsaw made a screeching sound as soon as it touched the wall, stone chips flew, fires splashed, smoke and dust filled the sky, fortunately Wusheng wore goggles, otherwise the end would definitely not be much better.

A short time later, a hole the size of a washbasin appeared.

Wu Sheng threw all his tools into the car, and then burrowed into the hole the size of a basin.

As soon as he entered, Wu Sheng was stunned by the scene in front of him, and his brows were tightly frowned.

"It turns out that we rely on these things to ......survive," the smoker muttered to himself, his voice bitter.

Following his gaze, there was a basketball-court-sized workshop in front of him, divided into countless single rooms, and the place where Wu Sheng was standing should be the corridor. So he was able to get a full view of the environment.

The orange light comes from the chandelier on the top, which flickers and dances, looking like candlelight, crumbling.

The single room closest to him was empty, and Wu Sheng slipped into it in a flash, and when he saw it, there were all kinds of chemical agents on the work desks, and the precision instruments were arranged in an orderly manner, and the end of these coherent instruments was the white powder contained in the milk powder bucket. You don't have to think about it, Wu Sheng also knows that it is definitely not milk powder.

Because no one would secretly build a milk powder factory in a tunnel to hide it.

That's drugs, it's loin, it's also the main source of income for the entire Thousand Hands Sect, and it's the food and clothing parents of all the Thousand Hands disciples.

And here, there is a login manufacturing site engaged in production and packaging, which is often referred to as a "drug production point" in the mouth of the police.

It's just that no one has ever seen a system of this scale, like a factory, where workers perform their own duties and produce drugs quantitatively.

It's hard to imagine the astronomical amount of wealth created in a day.

Before. Takeshi has never interfered in the affairs of the outside members, because as an inside member, he has his own tasks to complete.

Rivers and lakes!

What is the hell in the hell!

The liver and gallbladder are taken care of, the two ribs are inserted into the knife, and the liver is chivalrous. That's the rivers and lakes!

But now Wu Sheng suddenly understood that the rivers and lakes he understood were just one-sided visions and imaginations.

The rivers and lakes have long been dyed into secular colors by the dye vat, like a mirror. There is a rift that cannot be repaired, let alone repaired.

Straight to the point. Wu Sheng used to disdain to pay attention to these things, as an insider member and the best, of course he knew about the existence of the medicine warehouse, but he didn't know how many medicine warehouses there were and where they were distributed.

But this time, he did his research, and planned in detail, and deduced all possible situations without fail, so until now, everything was under his control.

After returning to the island nation, he figured out the location of all the medicine warehouses, and installed trackers on some members of each medicine warehouse, which means that no matter how they moved, the final action was still in the eyes of Wu Sheng.

This is the No. 70 medicine warehouse of Qianshoumen, and it is also one of the largest medicine warehouses, and it is roughly estimated that every day for Qianshoumen to earn at least a few million yuan, a month down is tens of millions, a year down I can't believe it.

It is these 72 medicine warehouses that can be produced by the Thousands of Hands Gate's loin, if it weren't for this background, the shipwreck that happened in Luosi Bay would not have happened, and the follow-up fish frenzy that almost killed Xiao Yi and others would not have happened.

The 72 medicine warehouses were originally divided into two parts, managed by Guanyin and the Buddha, but since the Buddha braided, Guanyin has taken over in full.

He seems to want to make some achievements, so some time ago he ordered the staff of 72 medicine warehouses to work overtime, during this time, the production of heroin in Qianshoumen has increased exponentially, and it is exported to the world, and it is said that the unit price of heroin has dropped a lot during this time.

It is precisely because the medicine warehouse is so important to the Thousand Hands Gate that Wu Sheng will pick it off.

The snake hits seven inches, and if you want to fight, you have to hit the other party to cry out in pain, the other party begs for mercy, and the other party has a long memory, otherwise this is called hitting the grass and startling the snake, and then it may cause a fire.

"Who? (Island Chinese)"

At that moment, a man in a biohazard suit appeared at the door of the workshop, carrying a huge suitcase and apparently preparing to pack his things.

Come to think of it, he is the owner of this single room.

Takeshi!

Once that ruthless executioner, a master of determining the distance from the artistic conception with only one chance, among the members of the Thousand Hands Gate, his reputation is like thunder.

Some good things have been heard of by outside members, but not everyone knows about it.

But now, after destroying two "drug production points" in a row, Wu Sheng is famous in the Thousand Hands Gate, whether it is an insider member or an outside member, his name is thunderous among these people, and even Wu Sheng's appearance is deeply engraved in their minds through photos.

Because this man is the nightmare of the Thousand Hands Gate.

Wu Sheng deliberately lowered his head, and the other party couldn't see his appearance clearly at all.

"How did you get in? (Island Chinese)" The staff who was armed to the teeth through biological chemical protection suits was shocked, but as soon as he finished asking, he saw the big black hole not far away.

The entrance to the cave was the size of a washbasin, with the occasional sparkling light passing by, and it was a car passing through the tunnel.

"How long have you been working here? (Island Chinese)" Wusheng lowered his head, his voice hoarse, and asked lightly.

"Five years, you haven't answered my question yet, how can I answer your question first, tell me, who are you! (Island Chinese) "It seems that this is a confused person.

When Wu Sheng heard the words five years, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the breath was relaxed, and there was a taste of relief: "In this way, there will be no more burdens in my heart!" (To be continued.) )