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Seeing everyone around him fall down, Parra knew that his strength was exhausted. If he was caught, he would have a narrow chance of death. It would be the same as sitting in jail for the rest of his life or dying.
He had heard about Qi Xiao's cruelty for a long time. After seeing it with his own eyes, he completely understood why no one dared to provoke him despite the constant battles among several major forces over the years. That would be asking for death.
Parra took advantage of the chaos and ran away. Chen Zhanbei had a sneer on his lips and wiped off the blood on his clothes. The people next to him were already chasing after Parra. He was knocked down and he quickly picked it up on the ground. The gun turned back and fired.
The anti-narcotics team member ducked and shot at Chen Zhanbei again. Chen Zhanbei ducked behind a tree. At this time, bullets flying from a distance hit Parra, and Parra staggered and fell to the ground.
Chen Zhanbei stepped forward and stared at the people on the ground, "Wouldn't it be better to stay alive?"
Blood gushed out from Parra's mouth, and her grin was very scary. "Is it still alive if I fall into your hands? Master Xiao, it turns out that all of this is because of you"
"Where did the goods in your hand come from?" Chen Zhanbei didn't listen to his nonsense. Parra almost cut off contact with the original forces. Yanji couldn't tolerate him, so he had no choice but to leave, so he didn't hear anything during that time. Regarding the rumors about him, his supply of goods at this time and the batch size are by no means small. Who will be the supplier?
"Master Xiao, if you want to know, why don't you go check it out yourself."
"If you cooperate, I will save your life."
"Then do I want to thank Mr. Xiao for not killing him?" Parra slowly pulled out his pressed arm from under his body. The gun in his hand revealed a muzzle. Just as he was about to point it at Chen Zhanbei, a gunshot rang out. , a bullet from a sniper in the distance came over, hitting Parra right in the middle. His hand holding the gun fell instantly, and his facial expression still maintained a bloodthirsty and ferocious smile.
"Fuck." Chen Zhanbei kicked the tree trunk next to him irritably. Parra was seriously injured and posed no threat to him at all. Even if the gun was pointed at him, he would not give him a chance to kill him. Parra was obviously in Seeking death.
Nan Xu stood behind Chen Zhanbei. She knew that he wanted to investigate and find out the source of Para's supply. He already had a clue, so naturally he didn't want to let it go and close the case. This was not his character.
A large group of people cheering behind rushed over: "Brother Chen, are you okay?"
Chen Zhanbei had a sullen face, and it was hard for him to say anything. After all, the sniper fired to protect his life. This was just a step that Parra took to seek his own death.
Parra was shot dead on the spot, and several of his men were still gasping for air. He got those people into the car, and the car roared back to the anti-narcotics brigade, and sent the injured to treatment. Team Zhao sent people to guard the hospital. .
Hong Fei and others looked at each other with their noses and noses, but no one spoke to break the heavy atmosphere. The news that Chen Zhanbei was Qi Xiao had shocked them speechless. At this time, Chen Zhanbei had a gloomy look on his face. The clues had been cut off. If he wanted to pursue the investigation further, he could only start with Song En.
Chen Zhanbei was in no mood to pay attention to the strange behavior of Hong Fei and others. He returned to the anti-narcotics brigade and directly asked Song En to be brought out for interrogation.
"Parra was shot to death, do you still want to resist? Who is your boss?"
When Song En heard the news that Parra had been shot to death, his expression froze, and he finally said: "You can't fool me with this kind of trick."
"Fengsali, Yowu." Chen Zhanbei said these five words directly. This address is their hiding place. Song En will definitely understand that if Parra is not killed, Song En will no longer be able to interrogate them at this time. value.
When Song En heard this, he immediately went crazy. He pulled the handcuffs with both hands and stared hard at Chen Zhanbei with his fire-breathing white eyes. He bit his arm like crazy on the interrogation table.
Chen Zhanbei's eyes were extremely cold at this time. He raised his fist and punched Song En in the face. With just one punch, Song En's mouth was already bleeding. He followed up with another punch: "Who is your boss?" ?Where does the supply come from? What other accomplices do you have?"
Song En struggled against the handcuffs, and despite the pain, she seemed unable to hear his question. She hit him with her head like a madman and bit him with a bloody mouth. Chen Zhanbei punched him one after another. Song En was hit by his iron fist. The beating made him dizzy and his body was shaking. With a final bang, the chair behind him overturned and he fell to his knees.
He was mumbling something, and Chen Zhanbei heard that he wanted to kill him. He sneered, there were too many people who wanted to kill him, and he couldn't remember anyone saying such a thing.
"Who is your boss? Where do you get the goods?"
Chen Zhanbei's eyes were as dark as the black holes of a gun, "Song'en, you have been with Saira for many years. You naturally understand the methods of dealing with people. Do you really think I can't use them?"
There were more than a dozen anti-narcotics team members standing outside the interrogation room. Some people shuddered unconsciously when they heard this. They knew all too well that undercover agents and informantsThe drug police officers were arrested by them and subjected to such inhuman torture. At this time, their anger reached its peak, and they worked hard, hoping that Chen Zhanbei might pry some inside information out of Song En's mouth.
"No. 5, pure, you won't survive more than a minute after this injection."
Song En's body trembled obviously. Chen Zhanbei grabbed his collar, lifted him up, and whispered close to him: "Still, do you want No. 4? Powder? Water? Pills?"
Chen Zhanbei guessed that Song En was addicted to drugs. There were not many drug dealers from the Golden Triangle who were not addicted to that stuff. He didn't see anything unusual after being arrested for three days. He was provoking him and stimulating him. As expected, Song En's His body began to tremble slightly, and soon his face became as miserable as death. His whole body was already trembling. His hands scratched the table and made a squeaking sound, which made people have goosebumps on their bodies.
Chen Zhanbei continued to stimulate him: "Do you want it? How much do you want?"
Song En gritted his teeth at first, but after a while, the addiction became like thousands of ants burrowing into his heart, "Give it to me, give it to me."
People who are addicted to drugs are equivalent to trash, and there is no mouth that cannot be pried open. Chen Zhanbei pulled up a chair and watched Song En suffer torture that was worse than death. Drugs are easy to get addicted to and difficult to quit. If you encounter it, it will last a lifetime.
Some people are looking for excitement and try it, but they end up being tortured by drug addiction for life. Anti-drug slogans and anti-drug reminders are everywhere in the Internet market, but lawless elements still take advantage of them and secretly sell them in our territory. Drugs are constantly flowing, and he feels uneasy every day. Anti-drug is a long-lasting battlefield. Some people think that there is no blood, but for anti-drug officers and undercover agents, they fight with their lives. Blood is where people can't see it. , sprinkle.
Chen Zhanbei raised his chin to the people outside the interrogation room. Team Zhao understood what he meant and immediately sent someone upstairs. Soon they came back and handed what they took to Chen Zhanbei's hand.
He held a small packet of powder in a transparent plastic bag and waved it in front of Song En. Then he put the thing in his palm and weighed it. He looked at the straight-eyed and unconscious man in front of him with a sneer on his lips. .
Song En had reached the limit of restraint, and his whole body was twitching even more violently. He stretched out his fingers and said, "Give me, give me, please, give me"
Chen Zhanbei stood up, walked to the interrogation table, and shook the package in front of him, "Here, you can. Then you have to give me what I want. Where did your goods come from? It's yours." Who is the last family?"
"Give it to me, give it to me" Song En stretched out his hand, trying to grab something that was close at hand but out of reach. That thing was his life. Without it, it would be worse than death.
Chen Zhanbei was sent in front of him, only a centimeter away. He saw Song En's desire for drugs, and the hatred in his heart became stronger, stronger, and hotter. He raised his leg and kicked Song En, knocking him out. The man was kicked to the ground and looked at the man lying on the ground twitching, but he was still stretching out his hand to take the thing in his hand.
He spoke, almost squeezing out anger and cruelty from between his teeth: "You use drugs to harm people, but now you are reaping the consequences. How many lives have you killed because of this thing? Song En, you want to tell me now, I also I don¡¯t want to hear it anymore.¡±
Chen Zhanbei walked out of the interrogation room, and screams like a slaughtering pig came from behind. He threw the things to the people next to him, turned around and walked out.
In the thick darkness of the night, Chen Zhanbei was sitting in the corner of the Anti-Narcotics Brigade, holding a cigarette in his hand. The smoke was shining brightly, and Nan Xu came over and sat down next to him.
She knew how strong the hatred in his heart was. He had been undercover for seven years and had seen too many drug-related killings and the deaths of his comrades. He was full of anger and pain. He had no relief and could only bear it by himself. .
Her heart ached, hurting the pain in his heart, hurting that she couldn't share it for him, hurting the dark time when he was undercover. She stretched out her hand and gently touched the back of his hand. He didn't fire a single shot when he killed Para. He quickly and accurately took down those people with just a pair of fists. He had a will like steel and iron bones, but he was made of flesh and blood.
The wound on the back of his hand had scabbed over. She rubbed his wound bit by bit, and used her warm palm to warm his cold body.
She didn¡¯t say anything to comfort him, because she understood him, and he would quickly adjust his state, get over his hatred, and continue fighting.
The two sat for a long time, and the lights in the distance gradually dimmed. Chen Zhanbei sighed heavily, "You must be hungry, you haven't eaten anything."
Nan Xu knew that he had adjusted his mood, so she smiled at him: "I'm not hungry, I just want to sleep."
Chen Zhanbei took her hand, intertwined his fingers together, rubbed the back of her delicate hand with his rough fingertips, and said slyly: "Come into my arms, I will hold you to sleep."
Nan Xu raised her eyes, took out a room card from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand.
"Nan Nan is inviting me to sleep in the same bed at night?"
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