Area A of the Special A Unit No. 49 Base, the worst day after its establishment. [Ferry Search Novel Free Download] Overnight, almost all shops were splashed with feces, and there were blood-red big words written in paint: The party wants loyalty, the country wants to love, and must pay protection fees; give up the small family and take care of everyone, don’t think about fighting against me!

The smell was so stinking that the shop owners cursed and cleaned the feces in front of the door, scraping blood-red paint.

"A group of calfs, I dare to collect protection fees, I will kill you!"

"Damn it, it's a big deal. I'll go to the base leader now!"

“…”

The streets were boiling like never before, and the pickets came to get news and almost fainted.

"Catch it for me!" The captain of the picket was furious and ordered the arrest of the group of black club members.

"Captain, how to catch it?" A picketman said with great headache: "I caught hundreds of people a few days ago, but I couldn't even put them down. Not to mention the problem of not being able to put them down, I just came to ask for people in a corner..."

There is no prison in District A, and there is no police station detention center. The order here is maintained by inspection. However, inspection is not police after all. In the process of maintaining order, they are more regulated rather than using force.

Because there are too many old guys hidden in Area A, if they get angry, they will fight you, even if you are a picket. You should know that many people in Area A must be polite when they see the base leader, let alone them.

Like those who rushed to the street with guns a few days ago, they had to use force, but as soon as they locked up those people, many old guys came to ask for people, but whether to give them or not? There were so many guns, except for one gun with live ammunition, the other guns had no bullets. The reason for firing was that they were so excited. They tried the new and improved needles and forgot to run to the shooting range.

And those special troops such as black vanguards dare not move. This problem arises: Everyone is causing trouble, why not arrest us?

Can you catch it? What are the specifications of others and what are their pickets? They are not at the same level at all.

It is really difficult to do picketing in Area A. Unless there is a death order issued by the above, they can enjoy it. Otherwise, their greatest core of work is regulation and maintenance, and it is definitely not to use force to suppress.

"Captain, report to the leader and see what the leader says." A picket made a suggestion.

"Are you stupid?" the captain scolded him with a slight slap in his face: "Who knows the boss of the Black Club?"

"I know, the Misse Cats of the Cat Legion are all baby." The picket answered immediately.

"Who knows whether Du Baby's grandfather and father are?" asked the captain.

“…”

The picket closed his mouth, and of course he knew that it was baby's backstage.

"Report to the Chief? Damn, do you think there is a good way for the Chief to deal with the baby?" The captain of the picket shouted crazy: "The Chief is too late to hide now. Please tell me to report to the Chief? Tell you clearly that this matter is on us. Don't expect the Chief, it's unreliable!"

The captain said nothing wrong. At that time, the baby brought people to cook the bun shop and hid in the old man's small building. He immediately reported and reported it, but was criticized by the leader: What are you doing? You need to ask me for instructions on this kind of thing? What am I doing for? Do I have so much care?

The base leader really can't take care of that much. Even if he wants to go in, he can't get in without permission.

Of course he knew what happened now, but there was no way to deal with the culprit. Moreover, these black and thief spirits will calm down when you are there, and once you are gone, you will immediately come out to harm others.

"What should I do now?" asked the picket.

"What should I do? Help wipe and scrape the paint!" the captain said angrily.

A group of pickets began to help the shops wipe their feces and urine and scrape paint. While they were having sex, they had to smile. They felt extremely painful and couldn't say it out.

On another street, Xiao Yuanchao brought a group of Cat Legion members to a shop and collected protection fees.

"A bunch of binges, get out, I don't have any protection fees for you!" The boss with a scar on his face roared angryly.

There was a smell on his body, and there was still shit and urine that had not been completely cleaned up in front of the store.

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao reached out and snapped his fingers.

A group of members of the Cat Legion immediately took out a glass jar filled with shit and urine from the small yellow cloth bag on their backs, and smashed it at the store without saying a word.

"Crazy! Crazy!..."

The shit and urine were flying everywhere. After a long time of cleaning up the store, it was wrapped in a stench again, and even the store was filled with yellow and dirty things.

"My grass! Damn! My day..."

"Bang!"

Xiao Yuanchao snapped his fingers again and took his men to another clean-up shop.

"Damn it, I've killed you guys..."

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

A bolt and urine bomb flew out of the small yellow cloth bag almost at the same time, making the owner covered in yellow and sticky substances.

"The picket is here!"

"withdraw!"

Xiao Yuanchao waved his hand and ran away with a group of people, disappearing without a trace.

"My **** Mom!!!"

The shop owner, who was covered in shit and pee, was furious and cursed loudly. Unfortunately, no matter how fierce the scolding was, it was useless. As long as you don’t pay the protection fee, I will make you restless!

All the streets were cleaned, and the stench did not dissipate until midnight.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!..."

On the quiet street at night, the sound of glass bottles breaking sounded, and a strong stench filled the entire area a...

For three consecutive days, no one paid for protection fees, because the streets were really smelly and no one was willing to go out. This caused the store owner and the picket. The first thing they did every day was to endure the stench and clean up the shit and urine in front of the door.

"Hahaha, these ****s, hahaha..." The owner of the small supermarket who paid Xiao Yuanchao full protection fee was happy. He touched the gauze around his neck and looked at the sudden business in the store, and couldn't stop smiling.

Fortunately, I didn't play hard, otherwise I would have to stick my butt out and rub my shit and pee like those **** every day.

"Oh, Brother Xiao is here! Hey, what kind of food coupons are given? Just take them and eat them. Isn't this sucking me in the face?"

"Nonsense, let me take it if you hold it. I, Xiao Yuanchao, is a gangster with professional ethics!"

"Oh, Brother Xiao is so disgusting, so disgusting. This is what I invited Brother Xiao, hahaha..."

"Please? Then I'll take it? Thank you!"

"You're welcome! You're welcome!"

“…”

The captain of the picket company was furious. They cleaned up their shit and urine every day, feeling that they were almost turning into maggots. They couldn't help it anymore, and they couldn't help it anymore!

"Get together! Fully armed!" The captain made a furious command.

"Yes, fully armed, gather!"

In less than three minutes, all the pickets gathered in full arms, lined up with their heads held high and stood on standby.
Chapter completed!