Siheyuan, don't yell at me

No matter what the security team members think in their hearts, at least on the surface, the security department has a unified voice.

This is enough. What the hooligans care about is to use their power to suppress others, and there is strength in numbers.

A bright moon gradually floats above the treetops.

Nearly sixty people were standing in an open space outside the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

There were two lanterns lit in the front, and in the middle stood an ugly man with a flat face. He was the head of the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, He Daqing.

He Daqing was in high spirits and felt like a general about to go to war, and he gave an impassioned speech.

“Comrades, illegal and criminal activities have been rampant recently.

It has seriously disrupted the people's lives and production order, making them panic-stricken.

As the head of the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, I, He Daqing, have the responsibility and obligation to crack down on all kinds of illegal and criminal activities.

Tonight, I called everyone here to carry out a cleaning activity.

Strike hard at the criminals and crack down on their arrogance."

A member of the security team quickly interrupted.

"Section Chief, is there someone stealing manure again?

If you dare to steal manure from our Section Chief He’s territory, you must be tired of living..."

He Daqing shouted loudly.

"Zhang Shuifa, shut up.

I haven't even finished my polite words.

First of all, I would like to thank the comrades of the Public Security Committee for participating in this cleanup operation code-named "Thunder Storm".

Let me make it clear that this time, this is definitely not a small fight.

In order to keep this mission confidential, I did not tell anyone about it in advance.

Now, let me tell you about the specific mission this time.

According to reliable information, a black market has recently emerged in our area, and it is quite large in scale.

They not only disrupt but also drive up market prices.

It also undermined the organization's policy on the supply and distribution of commodities, and directly harmed the economic life of the people.

To be the enemy of the people is to be the enemy of me, He Daqing.

It is imperative to eliminate the black market.

Damn it, please give me some applause. I've wasted so much time talking about this.

What? All of you are unwilling?

Get out of here unwillingly. When we seize the stolen goods, don’t blame me for missing your share…”

For ordinary citizens, the existence of the black market has both advantages and disadvantages. The good side is that it facilitates the exchange of supplies among citizens.

The bad side is that it is a mixed crowd, with all kinds of shady things, all kinds of evildoers gathering together, and criminal activities are rampant.

For the members of the security department, the existence of the black market is definitely convenient for them and they can also make a lot of money.

They have weapons on their side, and the monsters and demons in the black market dare not trouble them.

But as soon as He Daqing mentioned the seized stolen goods, the crowd, which had been a little agitated, suddenly quieted down.

How can eating leftovers be as enjoyable as eating a big piece of meat?

Besides, Chief He has always been very generous. This time, I'm afraid he will eat his fill.

When He Daqing saw everyone craning their necks and looking at him eagerly, he knew that the matter was done.

Start assigning tasks to everyone:

"Squad leaders, come here, have you seen this map?

This is where the black market is located. It is well connected and there are at least five roads leading to it.

Not only that, they have quite a few secret sentries.

We go around here, here, and around.

It just so happens that our troops can be divided into five groups to block five roads...

First of all, our focus is to catch the organizers of the black market. We all have some idea of ​​what they are like.

Secondly, there are those local rich people who brought valuables with them.

We should treat the remaining ordinary people who make a living by buying and selling cornmeal differently.

The amount is not very large, so let’s just pretend we didn’t see it…”

The fruit and vegetable market at night is even busier than during the day.

The quantity and variety of tradable goods exceeded that of the day.

Buyers wandered around wearing headscarves and carrying cloth bags or baskets.

The sellers were the same, wrapped tightly and placing the items they wanted to sell on the stalls.

Some are middlemen, buying with one hand and selling with the other, making a profit from the difference.

I looked at the time on my watch; it was exactly eleven o'clock at night.

He Daqing waved his hand and led a team of people, sneaking towards the vegetable market under the moonlight.

They were discovered by the black market's secret sentry across the street.

The sentry shouted and ran into the vegetable market.

He Daqing ignored the people around who were planning to enter the black market in twos and threes, and rushed towards the vegetable market with his team members.

The vegetable market was suddenly in an uproar. The small vendors hurriedly packed up their goods and ran around like headless flies, following the crowd.

Only those with empty hands looked relatively calm.

Since I didn't participate in the transaction, at most I would get a few words of criticism and education. It's not a big deal.

Some timid ones even threw their goods randomly and pretended to be passers-by.

He Daqing brought more than a dozen people from the security department and blocked the road and an intersection.

The people in the market suddenly ran in the opposite direction like sardines.

All five intersections were tightly blocked, and the crowds were all squeezed into the middle area.

He Daqing asked two team members to follow him and walked into the vegetable market step by step.

Standing on a high platform, looking at the crowd packed together like sardines.

He Daqing opened his mouth and shouted:

“Don’t worry, guys.

I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious. It's useless to be anxious.

You are surrounded. Now stand still and don't move.

That fat guy, didn’t I tell you not to move?

Believe it or not, I will shoot you to death?

Chen Dagen, find that fat guy for me."

The fat man wanted to hide in the crowd, but was pushed out by the crowd, and even the things he carried with him were thrown out.

He Daqing rummaged through the fat man's bag and found a pile of bottles and jars, all old items.

"You fat bastard, you have so many old things, are you trying to restore feudalism?

No wonder you are so fat. You are the rich landlord who escaped the net. Go and squat in the corner over there.

Don’t crowd or make a mess, let’s go one by one…”

Every time someone was brought over, He Daqing would pull off the person's mask and recognize their face.

"Oh, it's you, Aunt Niu, exchanging fine grains for coarse grains?

Have you changed it? Yes, it is good.

Let's go, let's go, this is understandable...

Haha, Yan Bugui, it’s you.

Are you also replacing refined grains with coarse grains?

Let you go? Wishful thinking.

As a people's teacher, you have endangered the country's economic construction, disrupted the masses' production order, and violated the law knowingly, which is an aggravated crime.

Don't try to get close to me. Do I know you well? I, He Daqing, have always been intolerant of any injustice.

Chen Dagen, handcuff Yan Bugui and use him as an example...

Hey, isn’t this Lai Saner?

I heard that this black market was organized by you?

You are so brave. How dare you go against me, He Dalu?

Come on, let’s have a fight. If you can survive three moves from my hands, I’ll let you go.

Don't dare? Then you can crawl under grandpa's crotch...

Really diamond?

Haha, I'm just teasing you, go squat over there in the corner..."