This time, the Imperial Capital Attack Bureau showed extremely high efficiency. Zhang Qingyang and the others had just arrived at the entrance to the valley. The personnel of the 12th Bureau were already in place, but they were blocked there by a group of murderous people and could not get in.

“What’s the situation?”

Zhang Qingyang was confused. How did he see the expressions and tone of the captains? He seemed to be discussing with the person who was stopping them?

Li Beihai is from a good background and has a disdainful glance at the corner of his mouth: "What else can it be? It's nothing more than some city foxes and clubs. He thinks that if he has some connections and force, he can occupy the mountain and become the king and claim to be the overlord. In fact, hehe, they are all a bunch of crooks."

Zhang Qingyang understood, and together they were a group of fish in the countryside. It seemed that the imperial capital was not a pure place.

He immediately remembered the Liao Hu and Liao Bao brothers, with a disgusting expression on his face.

Zhao Feiyu leaned over and whispered: "These people don't know the current affairs and will soon realize what it means to be capricious. They think that maintaining good relationships with the bureaucrats in normal times can ensure safety. In fact, they will not take them seriously at all. If necessary, they will give up."

Zhang Qingyang looked at her in shock, but he didn't expect that Zhao Feiyu was the same age as him, and he didn't look gloomy on weekdays, but he had to come into contact with these things early in the morning.

Feeling Zhang Qingyang's eyes, Zhao Feiyu's face turned red and said softly: "The whole family is like this. I will tell you slowly if I have time in the future."

Zhang Qingyang nodded.

Then, he pricked up his ears and listened to the negotiations over there, and paid attention to the movements in the valley.

The breath he felt and grasped was now integrated into it like a sea of ​​rivers. He let go of the bridge of soul to extend to the inner layer, and immediately discovered thousands of similar individuals!

Has the entire valley been occupied by that kind of guy?

Zhang Qingyang thought about it again and said that it shouldn't be. It is very likely that as Li Beihai said, too many people living in it have been mixed with that kind of guy for a long time, and they are connected to each other as a whole that is not distinguished from you and me. If you want to find the real murderer, you will be troubled with finding a unique gravel in the pile of sand.

The arrest bureau is obviously more familiar with the style of those guys. On the one hand, they negotiated with the door blocking, and at the same time they dispersed their personnel to set up checkpoints at various intersections around them. The contestants and masters from the four major academies divided into four teams to follow the deployment, and waited for an order to assault inward.

Such deployment is more secure, but you must risk taking the opportunity to escape with the goal.

You should know that the imperial capital has a population of tens of millions. It produces countless garbage every day, and most of it is transported here for centralized treatment. Sorting, stacking, recycling, reselling, crushing and destroying. Tens of thousands of garbage disposal personnel come in and out here, and the garbage accumulates into countless large and small hills. Some unusable garbage is crushed and compressed into bricks and then landfilled into abandoned fortifications underground.

For hundreds of years, it is difficult for outsiders to imagine what it has become.

And people who have lived here for many years have been involved in countless illegal activities. It is too easy to find an unknown escape route.

Therefore, there is not much time left for the pursuit personnel.

Zhang Qingyang was a little anxious, but in the current situation, it was not his turn to stand up. Vice Principal Qu patiently waited for the 12th game to get the negotiation result.

It is obvious that the vicious and vicious spirits who blocked the road were used to being arrogant and ignored the captain's words and rudely and directly refused the brigade of troops to enter the search.

It was a stalemate when suddenly a thundering sound came from far to near, and a burly black figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground, revealing a strong-shaped mecha.

The nameplate on the chest of the mecha shows its identity, and the personnel of the seventh bureau who chased here first immediately saluted: "Director!"

The mecha helmet mask turned transparent, and the faint light illuminated Director Song Yuming's stereotyped face.

He nodded slightly with a blank expression: "What's the situation?"

"The 12th Bureau took over the command, isn't this just negotiating with those local snakes."

Song Yuming glanced at the checkpoint lightly and asked again: "Have our people gone in?"

"The special capture team has already sneaked in, but the situation inside is too complicated, and it is difficult to find the specific location where the real murderer is hiding."

"very good."

Director Song left his own people and walked to the checkpoint in a few big strides.

The headmaster of the 12th game squeezed out a smile to salute, and then wanted to explain a few words. Song Yuming pulled him aside and walked straight to the strong man who was blocking the road. He looked at him coldly and asked in a deep voice: "Where is your boss?"

The strong man was afraid of the instinct of mechas, and then heard someone calling Song Yuming's identity. His body trembled and he thrust his neck and shouted: "It's useless to be the director. This is not the jurisdiction of your seventh bureau..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Yuming grabbed his neck suddenly, and a "pop" slap made the strong man's head deflect 90 degrees, almost breaking his neck. Several back teeth spurted out with blood from a distance, and his cheeks immediately became congested and could not even open his eyelids.

"I'll ask you the last time, where are your boss?"

The strong man was stunned. He has been rampant here for many years. For the first time, he was beaten like a sandbag. It was simply...

He wanted to be tough, but unfortunately he couldn't get tough. He vaguely said: "Our boss is Tian Qingjian, right in the teahouse inside."

Director Song threw it seven or eight meters away, smashing it into the drainage ditch like a dead pig. He stared at the other local snakes who were scared into quails and ordered: "Lead the way!"

“Yes!”

The little people are the most likely to change their minds when they see the wind. A hero does not suffer any loss at the moment, let alone bow to a powerful director.

Several guys led the way obediently, Director Song took the lead, and the rest immediately followed.

The headmaster in the 12th game smiled awkwardly, watching them rush in, then turned around and whispered to his subordinates to report the situation quickly. When everything was explained, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

If the dominance of trouble is handed over, no matter what happens later, he will be responsible.

Zhang Qingyang and others followed closely, listening to the personnel in the seventh game constantly updated the news. When other checkpoints learned that they had made breakthroughs, they also rushed to open obstacles and broke into them.

When Zhang Qingyang walked inside, he realized that this place was really big!

The width is at least one kilometer, and it forms a three-stage staggered garbage treatment system based on the undulating mountainous land from high slopes to flat grounds and then to the sinking and deep valleys.

Transport vehicles from all over the city area pass through tunnels and overpasses to the upper floor, sorted and piled up in the middle floor, processed and processed on the lower floor, buried and burned underground. The overall structure of crisscrossing looks very organized, but if you look closely, you will find that the middle has been cut off by countless abrupt courtyard warehouses.

These discordant protrusions are the nests of those city foxes and clubs.
Chapter completed!