Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Deng Yong couldn't tell from Cao Zhifeng's tone whether the words he confessed were out of intolerance, or whether he really wanted to cooperate with Xiao Lu's actions.

In short, after he received the task assigned to him by the other party, his depressed mood recovered a lot, and he took advantage of the rest of the group's brief adjustment period to take the initiative to discuss with Xiao Lu some of the details of the next action.

Cao Zhifeng was a little relieved when he saw this. He didn't want to see Deng Yong so depressed. After all, there was an inseparable friendship between the other party and him, both in public and private matters.

Three minutes flew by. The members of the fifth team raised the silent drone for reconnaissance into the air, only to find that all the windows on the second floor were covered by curtains, and the only place they could see was the balcony.

Since the doors and windows were all closed and there was no possibility of a drone flying into the house, they could only report limited information to Cao Zhifeng.

"Being able to realize that something was wrong in a very short period of time and sending his men to the intersection to spy on the situation is enough to show that the behavior of this group of criminals is somewhat premeditated."

"The few gunshots just now have most likely aroused the other party's alert. Turning on the lights of Liu Yuanfu's house may be to confuse us. There is a high possibility that Hou San and others have absconded."

Cao Zhifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and analyzed methodically.

He did not think that people who could have anticipated that the intersection might be blocked would still stay there and wait after hearing the gunshots.

No matter how numerous and well-equipped this group of traffickers was, they would not hide in Liu Yuanfu's home, waiting to ambush the officials.

There is still a chance of survival if you run, but you will definitely die if you stay. Cao Zhifeng does not believe that the "smart people" in Hou San's team will do stupid things.

"Without further ado, prepare to attack."

Thinking about the possibility that Hou San's gang might have created suspicion but were actually no longer in the house, Cao Zhifeng's eyes became a little more anxious.

He suddenly thought of something. If Hou San had no evil intentions, he could have hidden the gun. If he was caught, he could only be classified as suspected of drug trafficking. Without substantive evidence, the matter would still be ignored.

Assuming that Hou San is planning to escape, it means that there must be evidence in Liujiaba Village that can convict him.

If it were physical evidence... A glint flashed in Cao Zhifeng's eyes. With such a large group of people gathered here, one can imagine how much evidence would be seized.

It is very simple to determine whether this guess is correct. You only need to see whether Hou San and others are waiting for them to "arrest" people in the house, or whether they have already left the house, and you can get the answer.

He is not afraid of these people running away, but he is afraid that they will not run away.

The national highway is blocked and it is impossible to get out of the car. Where can more than 20 people run on two legs?As long as some people are caught, others will not be able to escape for a while.

Deng Yong and Xiao Lu looked at each other, their eyes passing over the faces of the others in turn, and they said seriously and sincerely: "Pay attention to safety, each unit will start operations according to the previous deployment."

"Wait a minute." Just as everyone was about to make a move, a fair-skinned young man walked out of the team with an incomprehensible expression.

Deng Yong looked at him in confusion. After thinking for a while, he raised his hand to tell the others to wait. He looked at the fair young man and asked, "Xiao Lu, do you have anything else to say?"

"Brother Yong, it's not me who has something to say, but someone calling Captain Cao."

Xiao Lu laughed twice, raised his phone and shook it at the two of them.

"Didn't I just tell you all to turn off your mobile phones?" Xiao Lu looked a little unhappy. In his opinion, Xiao Lu was obviously a little indifferent.

Before the words of reprimand were spoken, Cao Zhifeng waved to Xiao Lu on the side, and his tone was obviously stiff: "Bring over the phone."

Cao Zhifeng's expression was a little strange, as if he had foreseen this matter.

Seeing this, Xiao Lu didn't say much. He looked at Deng Yong and found that the other party was also confused. He couldn't help suppressing his doubts for the time being and quietly observing the situation.

Cao Zhifeng took the still vibrating mobile phone from Xiao Lu's hand. There was only a caller number on it and no name, but his pupils clearly couldn't help but shrink.

"Hey?"

The corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and his fingers slid stiffly to the answer button. As soon as the call was connected, he adjusted his mood and said in a deep voice like a normal person, as if he had no idea who the caller was.

"I'm Xiao Songping." A hoarse man's voice came from the phone, and you could tell from his tone that this man was in poor mental condition.

Although Cao Zhifeng did not avoid the others when he answered the phone, only Xiao Lu, who handed him the phone, and Deng Yong, who came forward, heard the name clearly.

Xiao Lu, who had a fair complexion, did not show any surprise on his face. He stood quietly aside without showing any unnecessary emotions.

Instead, Deng Yong had a sudden thought. Looking at Cao Zhifeng, whose face suddenly turned gloomy, he had a bad feeling.

Except for Yan Cheng, the governor of Yanshan who was backed by the Yan family, basically no one could control Xiao Songping. He was a member of the Standing Committee and was in charge of political and legal work.

Not to mention the possibility of the other party contacting Cao Zhifeng, even if it was really important, he would not choose to call at this time, and would ask Xiao Lu to convey it on his behalf.

The hidden meaning in this is somewhat intriguing.

"What instructions do you have?" The joints of Cao Zhifeng's hand holding the phone were so clenched that they turned white. No matter how restrained he was, his tone was still extremely stiff.

Xiao Songping paused, yawned as Cao Zhifeng's breathing became increasingly rapid, and then said calmly: "You mobilized so many people tonight, did you report it to your superiors?"

He didn't care at all whether Cao Zhifeng was being polite or not, he just started to ask questions.

"The matter is urgent. I will hand in the report and review later." Cao Zhifeng lowered his voice, looked in the direction of Liu Yuanfu's family, and lowered his posture.

"You should also know that sometimes a slow step means a slow step. What's more, the operation is late at night. By the time I finish the preparation, I may miss the opportunity."

He finished every sentence with a vibrato, but showed no anger.

"Good opportunity?" Xiao Songping seemed to be more energetic after yawning, and his tone increased a lot, "What is a good opportunity? Taking action without permission is taking action without permission. Where are there so many excuses?"

"What's more, you contacted people from the traffic control department to help you block the road. I just want to ask who gave you the right?"

"I have to walk on thin ice even when I sit in this position. I have to think about the people at all times. You can't even do your job well, how dare you go beyond your authority?"

At the end of Xiao Songping's speech, his words became obviously harsh.

"In short, if you still take me, a person who is about to retire, in your eyes, quickly bring your people back to the team and report to your superiors before taking action."

"I will ask the traffic control department to stop the team immediately. Fortunately, the road closure did not cause any bad effects. Otherwise, if someone spreads the news and the higher-ups are blamed, will you take the blame or will I take the blame?"