Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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"Let me start by saying a few words."

Everyone heard He Yuzhu's speech, and all 30-plus people stood at attention, staring intently at him, awaiting his orders.

"Before our regular mission today, we're going to conduct an arrest operation. The target has been identified, and we now have the following requirements."

Seeing everyone focused and filled with longing for merit, He Yuzhu felt that the training he had undergone in the past period of time had not been in vain.

Chapter 362 Get Ready to Get Shot!

Zhang Guangming did indeed train these students into qualified soldiers, a force that could be deployed for combat at any time.

"This group is a bunch of anti-social scum who are sabotaging the country's economic development. So if they refuse to cooperate or resist during the arrest, you are allowed to fire directly after giving a warning. In other words, you can kill them if they resist even slightly."

An Zhibiao's eyelids twitched and his scalp tingled. Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss? He knew that apart from the local tyrant Song Changshun, the rest of the people were from Qianmen Street.

If a few people die, wouldn't the Qianmen Police Station be in complete chaos?

Will the director be able to retire smoothly by then? Will he face a disciplinary action?

He Yuzhu's tone was firm: "We all come from Jiaodaokou Street. Now our own relatives are being threatened by thugs, and our sisters are being harassed when they go out. Tell me what we need to do?"

"Kill...beat those bastards to death!"

"Kill...kill them all."

......

He Yuzhu was very satisfied and said, "You've been training your troops for a thousand days to use them in one. Today I'll see the results of your efforts. Let's go."

Ever since the machine factory acquired the capacity to produce Jeeps, there have always been more than 10 Jeeps parked in the warehouse, ready to be used at any time.

He Yuzhu always maintained a minimum inventory of ten vehicles to ensure rapid deployment in case of emergencies.

Right behind these guards, there were ten jeeps parked, with three squads in each row, totaling 30 people. Including the platoon leader, deputy platoon leader, Zhang Guangming, and others, they got into the jeeps.

He Yuzhu personally drove Sun Tie, An Zhibiao, and others.

A total of 11 jeeps were driven directly from the machine shop.

Both the machinery factory and the people along the way were incredibly surprised to see such a well-organized convoy of jeeps.

More than 30 soldiers each had a pistol on their waist and a rifle on their shoulder, and there were also machine guns mounted on the cabs of two jeeps.

The new factory director felt a headache coming on when he saw the convoy depart from his office building. The machinery factory was currently in turmoil and was the focus of contention among various forces.

He Yuzhu's decision to lead his team out in such a high-profile manner at this time adds considerable uncertainty to the already complex situation.

What will become of this factory?

Soon they arrived at the alley outside Song Changshun's house. The jeep convoy split into two groups, blocking the entrances to the alley on the east and west sides.

Thirty soldiers quickly jumped off the vehicle and rushed towards Song Changshun's home from two directions.

First, a few soldiers climbed over the wall to the roof. There were four of them in total. They occupied the four sides of the house to make sure that no one could escape.

Then someone rushed into the courtyard, took control of the houses, and quickly brought the target out.

He Yuzhu was a little stunned. It wasn't what he had imagined. He had only managed to grab Song Changshun.

"What about people?"

Song Changshun still wanted to deny it: "Who am I? Don't I know?"

Before He Yuzhu could speak, Zhang Guangming gave his subordinates a signal, and the squad leader immediately reversed his gun and smashed it directly into Song Changshun's face with the butt.

"puff"

Song Changshun opened his mouth in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with two teeth flying out.

Then several gun butts landed on Song Changren from different parts of his body, making him scream and howl.

She quickly burst into tears and said, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'll tell you everything."

Everyone stopped, and Zhang Guangming asked, "Where are Na Jie and Song Laosan?"

With his face bruised and swollen, and his whole body aching, Song Changshun heard the names of Na Jie and Song Laosan and knew that the other party had solid intelligence, so he stopped trying to play any tricks.

"They went back to drinking."

"Where did they go back to? Who were they with?"

"They went to Lao Zhengxing Restaurant for drinks."

Na Jie and his gang were all from Qianmen. After the intimidation incident ended today, they were all very happy and naturally went back to their own territory in Qianmen to drink.

Song Changshun wasn't very familiar with them and needed to stay behind to gather information, so he didn't go with them.

He Yuzhu's most pressing issue right now is to arrest all of Na Jie's gang. Only after finding the leader can they clear out their spies.

He said, "Without hesitation, let's take Song Changshun with us and go to Lao Zhengxing Restaurant."

Soon everyone got into the jeeps, and the 11 jeeps sped south along Dongsi Street.

After passing East Chang'an Street, you'll reach Chongwenmenwai Street, and then Xinglong Street. The old Zhengxing Restaurant is located not far south of Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant.

It stands opposite Tongrentang Pharmacy across Qianmen Street and is not far from Chen Xueru's silk shop.

Although it was a difficult time, and even small restaurants struggled to operate, Lao Zhengxing Restaurant remained very popular.

These large restaurants have special policies that allow you to eat without tickets and implement a high-price strategy. As long as you have money, you won't lack meat and vegetables.

When they arrived at the entrance of Lao Zhengxing, the students from Class 1 and Class 2 rushed in through the gate with He Yuzhu, while Class 3 quickly ran to the back to guard their retreat.

He Yuzhu led a group of people through the gate, startling all the waiters and customers in the lobby.

It was already past 11 o'clock, and the hall was about 60-70% full.

He Yuzhu stood in the middle like a fierce demon, looking around but not seeing the group of people.

Song Changshun, who was being brought in, said, "It's not here."

He Yuzhu then led the way and rushed to the second floor. Once they reached the second floor, He Yuzhu unleashed his mental power to check.

It was quickly confirmed that one of the people in one of the private rooms had nine fingers.

These people all exuded a menacing aura and looked like they were not to be trifled with.

Just as they were about to rush over there, one of them turned around and saw He Yuzhu and the others through the open door.

"There's a minefield!"

"Lei Zi" is a Beijing slang term referring to plainclothes police officers, so it's quite appropriate to call He Yuzhu and his group that.

The others were drinking and playing drinking games when they heard someone say "thunderbolt," and everyone immediately panicked.

Two people who were close to the door rushed out, and were terrified when they saw He Yuzhu holding a pistol.

"They all have guns."

He was so frightened that he covered his head, bent over, and ran to the side of the corridor.

He Yuzhu ignored them; there were many more people following behind.

Instead, they rushed straight into the private room.

At this moment, the people in the private room could also see that there were quite a few people following behind He Yuzhu, each with a long gun and a short gun, and it was obvious that they couldn't win.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the private room, he saw a chair being thrown at him. He immediately kicked the chair aside.

Then came chairs, plates, and other items. These people got impatient and started throwing things at the attackers.

He Yuzhu had no choice but to grab a chair in front of him, lift it up, and push all the things aside one by one.

This gave the group time; the two people closest to the window opened it and jumped out.

The others worked together to continue throwing objects at He Yuzhu. As more and more people jumped down, the number of objects He Yuzhu faced decreased.

He Yuzhu bought time and space for the others, and tackled the last two to the ground from the side.

He Yuzhu then went to the window and saw several thugs running quickly into the distance. He immediately raised his pistol and aimed at the one in front.

"boom!"

The maximum range of a typical handgun is around 100 meters, with an effective range of 50 meters, but only the first 20 meters are optimal.

Although He Yuzhu aimed very accurately, due to various deviations such as wind force, the bullet hit the bluestone slab directly, creating a small dent.

This startled all the criminals. Normally, the police would not fire directly in this situation.

Everyone immediately scrambled to the sides, and He Yuzhu fired his second shot.

Upon hearing the second gunshot, the thugs were even more frustrated. They had only intended to intimidate him, but how had he provoked such a deadly being to open fire under these circumstances?

If I get beaten to death, then my death will have been in vain.

"Get down, everyone put your hands behind your heads, kill them all."

"Lie down and surrender your weapon or you will be spared."

"Everyone, lie down on the ground and raise your hands."

The people from Class 3 quickly caught up, and facing the long spears, none of those who jumped out of the windows managed to escape.

Sun Feng, the squad leader of the third squad, raised his rifle and slammed the butt of the rifle into the body of a thug.

The opponent was knocked to the ground, and Sun Feng stepped on his head, making the opponent's face rub against the ground.