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Chapter Twenty-One

What to do? When the King of Hell is recruiting a son-in-law, he can only expect his daughter to look handsome. When the matter is about to come, Tang Feng cannot consider it. Let's take a look at the things. After seeing this, he feels itchy.

"The Zuo Gong spent tens of thousands of dollars every day, drinking like a long whale to suck hundreds of rivers, holding a cup of joy and music to avoid wise men." Du Fu, he is truly worthy of the name of the poet, and his portrayal is so well-behaved. Li Shizhi was addicted to drinking as a lifelong life, and after his death, he did not forget the things in the cup. Tang Feng first saw the wine pot of this drunkard, a silver pot and two gold cups, with excellent materials and exquisite carvings.

"Give me paper and pen." Tang Feng turned around and said to Yue Zheng as the boss. Yue Zheng was calm on the surface, but he had already felt up and down. Didn't he agree that he would be sure to win?

Tang Feng took the paper and pen and recorded the same thing. Liao Yongkang and Liuzi were not idle either. It had been an hour since they looked at more than 30 cultural relics of different categories. The short and thin one asked Tang Feng: "How is it?"

"The thing is OK." Tang Feng pointed and said, "What's the price?"

The short and thin guy said, "Don't worry, you will definitely make a big profit, at a price of 12 million."

If you have a ghost in your heart, you will be suspicious. The price of selling stolen goods is low. The price of a short and thin person is still relatively real. Tang Feng thought for a while and said, "Brother, can you lose some?"

The short and thin guy said, "Boss Tang, it's not easy to be our business. Brothers also have to have a meal. The price is already very affordable. As long as these things can be obtained from Hong Kong, they will have to be sold for at least 20 million. We have no such way, we can only see you getting rich."

"That's it." Tang Feng said: "What about ten million?"

——Don’t move, police!

More than a dozen people wearing shipping company uniforms rushed in from both sides with guns. One of them showed their ID. Tang Feng didn't see the words clearly, and only saw the police badge. Okay, I'm making dumplings. No need to ask, the short and thin subordinates who were outside Wangfeng had been taken down.

"Bang!" Tang Feng's body trembled, and it was a gunshot!

As soon as one of the short and thin men made a move, he was shot in the arm.

Liao Yongkang, his six sons, including Su Qing, Yue Zheng and Tang Feng, all raised their hands,

A pair of handcuffs were handcuffed to the short and thin man's wrists, and the short and thin man said angrily: "Liuzi, you are fucking betrayal of me!"

"Liao Yongkang, you are fucking unruly!" Liuzi turned his head and glared at Liao Yongkang.

"It's not me!" Liao Yongkang hurriedly defended.

In the distance, several speedboats quickly approached. Policemen wearing black bulletproof vests arrived quickly with armed police officers who were rushing in. The first three people who ran in were wearing police uniforms, but were holding cameras. Tang Feng smiled bitterly on his face, and the scenes of reporters who appeared were all in a sure way. He stared at Su Qing, and Su Qing shook her head gently and signaled that she didn't know.

"Liao Yongkang, I won't let you go even if I have no one except you!" The short and thin man's voice became farther and farther away, and all the people on his side were taken down.

The sixth son, Liao Yongkang and his subordinates, Tang Feng, Su Qing and Yue Zheng, were also handcuffed.

A huge U-shaped shape appeared on the Bohai Sea, and the tugboat began to return. A capture show was in full swing under the reporter's camera. Tomorrow is the headline again. This is how "Case Focus" and "Legal Moment".

However, the three reporters wearing police uniforms did not take Tang Feng, Su Qing, Yue Zheng into the photo, and Tang Feng and the others were pulled to a corner of the wheel compartment.

On the other side, Liao Yongkang and his men looked at the cultural relics all over the ground in a hunched manner, and the reporter coincidentally did not take pictures of them.

On the other hand, everyone else was photographed.

Tang Feng understood that not taking pictures of himself is protecting the undercover agent, not taking pictures of Su Qing and Yue is protecting the police, not taking pictures of Liao Yongkang and others can only explain that the underground black market and the police have a special tacit understanding. The person who betrays the short and thin ones must be Liao Yongkang. Only Liao Yongkang can provide such accurate information. He is just a supporting role, and Su Qing and Yuezheng are just foils.

The cat has a group of mice that understand the rules. Those wandering mice are the achievements of the cat, and even these wild mice are caught by domestic mice.

Tang Feng turned his head and looked into the distance. The gray sky was shrouded in the turbid sea surface. The scenery along the sea and sky was so damn harmonious.

Tang Feng has always been quite stupid. This time he really pretends to be stupid. People always have to learn from themselves to grow up.

The tugboat approached the dock, and the police lights flashed, and a group of criminals were taken off the tugboat.

In the cabin, a middle-aged man in a white police uniform opened the handcuffs for Tang Feng himself. He smiled and said to Tang Feng, "Mr. Tang was frightened."

Su Qing introduced on the side: "This is our Deputy Director Fang."

"Fang Yunjun." The man in a white police uniform stretched out his hand to Tang Feng.

Tang Feng inadvertently said a lot of polite words, and he said: "Director Fang is polite. It is the responsibility of every citizen to cooperate with the police to solve the case."

Fang Yunjun smiled and said, "We owe Mr. Tang a favor. If you have something to do, we will try our best to provide you with convenience without violating discipline. Thank you!"

"Haha, I don't dare to be it, I don't dare to be it!" Tang Feng agreed with a smile.

At the end of the song, Yue Zheng drove a Pusan ​​with Tang Feng and Su Qing back to Beijing, and arrived at the entrance of the community where Lin Muyu lived. The car stopped. Tang Feng said to Su Qing and Yue Zheng, "Goodbye." After that, he opened the car door.

"Mr. Tang." Su Qing suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Tang Feng turned around and asked.

Su Qing stretched out her hand to Tang Feng, and she said, "Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." After shook hands with Su Qing, Tang Feng also shook hands with Yue Zheng. No matter what, the cooperation between the three of them was still very tacit in the past few days.

Su Qing whispered in Tang Feng's ear: "I really don't know what happened today. I will come to you after I figure it out."

Tang Feng smiled faintly and said, "No need, those are secondary. The most important thing is that we have completed this mission, which is enough. Goodbye."

Pusan ​​disappeared late at night on the streets where two plague gods disappeared, Tang Feng sighed and took out a pack of sweet boys from his backpack that had been wrinkled into Transformers.

The light of the dim street lights is constantly shaking, the yellow leaves that withered prematurely dance in the air, the white sticks are burning, and the smoke is floating, but have you ever seen the invisible lines produced by the flow of air that control all this?

After smoking, Tang Feng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and then slammed it hard. Then, he turned around and walked into the community. The street lights pulled his shadow longer and longer, as if indicating that a man was growing up.

Above the building, Lin Muyu's room was still on. It was a great happiness to find her own guard among the lights of the city's houses, although she didn't seem to be so perfect.
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