I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

There are seven or eight docks on the waterway to Fuyuan City. There are warehouses near the docks. There are no passers-by and goods are going up and down. It is very lively.

Zhu Qingyu had no intention of looking at the scenery along the way, but only carefully looked at the guests and the passing cargo ships.

No abnormality was found along the way. It was not until he arrived at a river crossing dock 20 kilometers outside Fuyuan City that Zhu Qingyu noticed the halo on his belly button flashing. A small voice that only he could hear said: "The target is nearby, range two." Square kilometers!”

Zhu Qingyu got off the boat at Heshandu Pier and looked around. Although the area is not large at two square kilometers, it is still quite difficult to find someone.

The nearest building houses are only a few blue brick houses about 800 meters away from the shore.

Zhu Qingyu slowly approached the building on the shore. He lay behind a cage of thorns outside and observed. He found that the words "Grain depot is important, idlers are not allowed to enter" were printed on the outer wall, and there was also "Fuyuan City Hongfa" hanging beside the door. Cereals, Oils and Food Co., Ltd." brand.

This is obviously a grain warehouse, but judging from the company's brand name, it has changed from public to private. Zhu Qingyu knew that in the mid-1990s, state-owned grain stations and food companies across the country were restructured, and employees were laid off after buying out their seniority, becoming the first group of Chinese citizens to lose their jobs.

Zhu Qingyu looked closer and saw that there were three houses in the warehouse, which were in the shape of a concave shape. The front door was a five-meter-wide iron door, and there were two security guards guarding the door. Inside the warehouse, there were many people walking around, and these people had all their hands on their arms. It is carved with the appearance of a broadsword, and there are two broadswords inserted on the back.

Zhu Qingyu knew that it was rumored that only the Wuying Gang carved such patterns on their arms. It seemed that this was undoubtedly the territory of the Wuying Gang.

It was already 11:30 in the morning, and the bell of the grain warehouse rang. Most people ran to the canteen of the warehouse, leaving two security guards standing guard in front of the iron gate.

Zhu Qingyu took the opportunity to go back to the side of the warehouse and then approached the door. The two security guards at the door were facing into the warehouse, wanting to see what kind of food was being copied tonight.

Zhu Qingyu suddenly stepped forward, quickly tapped the acupuncture points of the two security guards, and dragged the two security guards to the leeward corner of the wall.

Zhu Qingyu took off their security uniforms, leaving only a pair of shorts for them to wear. He cut their hands behind their backs with hemp ropes, put on his own security uniforms, and entered the warehouse area.

Zhu Qingyu slipped into the warehouse and checked the warehouses one by one. There are more than ten warehouses in the warehouse, each door is two to three hundred square meters, and there is nothing inside except bags of rice and flour stored.

However, there was a warehouse with a tightly closed iron door, and the words "Oil depot is an important place, closed to no one to enter" was marked on the door. Although Zhu Qingyu could open this warehouse, he did not use magical skills to open it in order to avoid being discovered.

"Is there something wrong with this warehouse?" Zhu Qingyu thought.

At this time, people in the warehouse came out of the canteen one after another, and a strong man in a Tang suit shouted: "Please be careful and load the truck right away!"

Zhu Qingyu followed the sound and looked around. Isn't that the boat owner Li Jianghe whom he met at the border town dock? He is a drug dealer!

Li Jianghe led a dozen Wuying Gang disciples wearing Kung Fu Ma Gua to a warehouse. A Dongfeng dump truck had turned around and backed into the warehouse door.

Li Jianghe opened the door of the warehouse, and Wuying helped his disciples get inside and start carrying the goods.

Zhu Qingyu stood outside, pretending to pass by the warehouse door, took a peek at the warehouse, and found that there were a lot of sacks containing goods.

Zhu Qingyu walked through the warehouse door, whistling. When I was thinking about taking another look around the warehouse, I was stopped by a rough voice.

"You, security guard, what are you doing here?"

Zhu Qingyu turned his head and saw that Li Jianghe was standing at the door, his right hand pointing at him.

"Ah, I need to go to the toilet." Zhu Qingyu said perfunctorily.

"You have a fucking brain problem, don't you? The toilet is at the corner over there, why did you come here? Why don't you get out and stand guard!"

"Yes, yes." Zhu Qingyu agreed and trotted to the warehouse door.

The two security guards at the door were still curled up in the corner of the corner. Zhu Qingyu arrived with a pitiful whine in his throat.

"Why, it's uncomfortable to sleep, right? Then go and stand by the door." After Zhu Qingyu said that, he took off his security uniform and put the clothes on the two of them. Then he lifted the two of them up, pulled them to the door, and tapped their mute points and several other acupuncture points. Then they put them aside and stood. They looked straight and had serious expressions. They were really well-trained security guards. appearance.

Zhu Qingyu put on his clothes and waited at the corner outside the door. He was wearing a combat training uniform today and had no other equipment except a stun baton.

The sun was blazing in the sky at noon and there were no clouds in the sky. Zhu Qingyu's training clothes were long-sleeved and long trousers, and the heat was unbearable. Sweat flowed down his back, making him uncomfortable.

He had wanted to buy two sets of casual clothes for a long time, but since he became the security minister, he has never had time to go out on the streets. Even his small wish of having a late-night snack at the Yanzi stall at the Little Cross Farmers Market has not been realized.

"Yanzi, how have you been lately? Do you still remember me?" Zhu Qingyu thought and sighed.

In front of you are the golden waterways and cruise ships of the Mijiang River. The river from Sanjiang Water to Fuyuan City is called Mijiang. It is the only water channel from the border town to Fuyuan City and Fulin City in the lower reaches of Mijiang River. It is officially called the golden waterway. With this waterway, various products from border towns and Fuyuan can be transported to coastal cities, and the government can have a steady stream of fiscal revenue.

But the waterway is also used by criminals, allowing drugs, guns and other contraband to flow.

"Mr. Zhou, are you really in this warehouse?" Zhu Qingyu thought again. He still has doubts about the immortal wisdom of the Three Wonders of the Century.

While he was thinking about it, the roar of Dongfeng trucks was getting closer and closer. Zhu Qingyu looked over and saw a Dongfeng truck pulling half a load of sacks of goods and half a load of people out of the gate. Behind the truck, followed a Santana car.

Two cars drove along the hardened road leading to the back mountain.

Zhu Qingyu was about a hundred meters away from the vehicle, using the terrain and features to move forward in a circuitous way.

About two hours later, the vehicle left the hardened road and drove from a branch road with mud and sand roads into the virgin forest deep in the mountains. There are many mountains here, and the road is narrow, only two meters wide. It is just enough for vehicles to drive. If you are not careful, you may fall off the cliff.

Entering the primeval forest, pine trees and other miscellaneous trees covered the entire mountain airtightly. Standing on the road, Zhu Qingyu couldn't even see a ray of sky. The mountain breeze blew, the forest roared, and the shadows of the peeling trees fell on my body, making me feel cool.

After driving through the forest for more than an hour, the car drove into a campsite at the bend of a mountain. From a distance, we could see several green brick houses nestled among the green pines and cypresses.

"What a paradise!" Zhu Qingyu exclaimed. If he hadn't been looking for Zhou Wanfu, he would have really wanted to spend some time in this isolated place, letting the mountain streams soak into his dry soul and letting the pure air wash away the pain in his chest. Dirty, let the fresh mountain breeze blow away the mundane dust of the city.

But this was just wishful thinking, because after the vehicle in front stopped, the disciples of the Wuying Gang had begun to unload the goods. Judging from the difficulty they had, it must be goods such as rice or soybeans.

"Go and protect the Dharma, go and protect the Dharma!" The halo on Zhu Qingyu's belly button flashed as a reminder again.