In the car outside the district.
Su Tianyu took the phone and whispered, "It's done."
"Is the person gone?" Yu Mingyuan asked.
"No." Su Tianyu admitted frankly.
"You are still some distance away from the city. If you go back now, you will definitely be blocked at the border." Yu Mingyuan replied in a steady voice: "A friend just called me, and many people from the Code Gang came out."
"What do you think we should do?" Su Tianyu asked.
"I'm still waiting for you at the place just now. Come find me. Let's go to the garrison, hurry up!" Yu Mingyuan urged.
"Okay." Su Tianyu nodded and hung up the phone.
In the car, Su Zhengcai turned his head and asked, "What did Yu Mingyuan say?"
"He said that many people from the Code Gang came out, and we will definitely be blocked if we enter the city now." Su Tianyu replied softly: "He wants to take us to the garrison."
"So it seems that the relationship between our boss and the garrison is not ordinary." Su Tianbei interrupted.
"It must be something special. The garrison showed up when we robbed people in Tianhong Port last time." Su Zhengcai said calmly, "The boss behind us is the Yu family, and the garrison is behind the Yu family."
"Don't think too much. Brother Yuanzi said he can cover it, so let's listen to him." Su Tianyu comforted everyone softly, "We will just be the footwork and do our part well."
Everyone nodded when they heard it.
...
About fifteen minutes later.
The convoy arrived at the boundary bridge by the Longjiang River. Su Tianyu pushed the door and got out of the car. He walked to Yu Mingyuan and asked, "Which garrison point are we going to?"
"There is only one garrison sentry point here, at the foot of Xiaotian Mountain." Yu Mingyuan replied, "I just called home, and they asked us to stay there first, and wait for the troops on the border to pick us up, and then we will go back together."
Su Tianyu nodded, "Then let's go."
Yu Mingyuan looked solemn, "Get in my car."
Su Tianyu saw that Yu Mingyuan's face was unusually solemn, and then he couldn't help asking, "With the help of the garrison, is this matter still difficult to handle?"
"There are people behind the code gang!" Yu Mingyuan sighed and replied, "Xu Er is dead, and things tonight are not easy to settle. There may be a collision in advance."
"You supported the Bai family this time, and you got scolded a lot?" Su Tianyu asked tentatively.
"That's why I didn't go into the city early." Yu Mingyuan turned his head and looked at him and said, "No matter what happens tonight, I will definitely be with you."
Su Tianyu gave him a thumbs up when he heard it: "Awesome!"
...
There is a continuous mountain range on the southwest side of Longcheng, among which the part belonging to the Longcheng side of District 1 is called the Xiaotianshan border line.
There are about seven or eight patrol posts of the Longcheng border garrison troops on the border line, with a continuous length of about 400 kilometers, and there is only one patrol post near the source of the Longjiang River, which is the Xiaotianshan No. 04 patrol post.
The garrison troops responsible for the Longcheng border defense are numbered 171 Army, which is affiliated to the Longcheng Garrison Command. In terms of level and subordinate rules, it only listens to the orders of the top military and political leaders of Longcheng. But the actual situation is that District 1 has very strict supervision over the Longcheng troops, especially after the District 1 Independence War, many white generals were transferred to the Longcheng military and political departments. These people have an internal small council and interfere deeply with the military and political departments.
The convoy of the Su, Bai and Kong families followed Yu Mingyuan's car and arrived at the No. 04 patrol post after driving for about 30 minutes.
This patrol post is not big. Its scale is similar to that of ordinary border guard posts before the era. The garrison unit has only one squad, about ten people.
The patrol post has about two barracks, one is a dormitory, the other is a restaurant, and a fitness center, with a total area of about 200 square meters. There are four patrol vehicles and a small amount of military equipment in the yard.
When the convoy arrived, Yu Mingyuan and his officer friend who had arrived earlier got off the car first. After entering the sentry post and communicating with the squad leader for less than a minute, they were allowed to enter the yard.
The vehicle stopped in front of the barracks. Except for the people from the Bai family who did not get off the vehicle, the rest of the people gathered together and entered the barracks where the soldiers rested.
With the care of the garrison, everyone felt more at ease, but their emotions were not very high.
Bai Hongtao is dead, and now his body is in the car. No one can be happy about this.
At the door of the room, Yu Mingyuan put his hands behind his back and whispered to the officer friend and the patrol squad leader: "Ask when the person who will pick us up will arrive."
"Okay." The officer friend nodded.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
The phone rang, and Yu Mingyuan walked aside to pick it up: "You say."
"Don't leave the garrison point, the code gang is in chaos, at least three or four hundred people have left the city. Wei Xiangzuo, the sitting hall, and the boss below, Lu Xing, have brought people to block the entrance to the city." The man on the phone said softly: "The garrison will not send someone to pick you up, so why can't you leave."
"Understood." Yu Mingyuan nodded: "Pay more attention to the news over there."
"Okay!"
The two parties ended the call, and before Yu Mingyuan could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone screen lit up again. He opened it and saw that it was a text message from his father.
"Stay there, talk up there."
"...!" Yu Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately replied: "Understood!"
...
Near Haiyankeng in Longcheng, more than a dozen cars were parked on the side of the road. Sixty or seventy code gang brothers who rushed out of Tianhong Port gathered together and chatted in groups of three or five.
Near the first car, Wei Xiangzuo was holding a cigarette, leaning against the car door, and talking to several road dealers who were responsible for the road business.
"I give up. It's already done. What's the point of making a scene?" A middle-aged man said with a sneer: "There are four or five hundred people inside and outside. With this scale, can there be a fight? It's nonsense!"
"Yes, the higher-ups are willing to do these useless things now." Another person also echoed unhappily: "More than 10 million goods were lost, and more than a dozen people were arrested. What kind of contradiction is this? This is a deadly feud! If you really want to tear your face with the Yu family, then just draw lots to select a few desperate men and kill Yu Mingyuan outside the district. This will not only avenge you, but also let Yu Jinrong understand that he is good in District 1, but not necessarily in Longcheng. But now you are shaking the numbers and arranging the formations. What's the use? Don't you understand the Yu family's style of doing things? They are a cuckold family. Once they see something wrong, they will immediately get into the garrison's pants. No matter how many people we help, do you dare to touch the garrison?"
"That's the truth."
"Alas, actually you all don't understand. Our brother Hu is now wearing a suit. He is not good at playing with swords and guns, but good at playing with the scene."
"...!"
The words of the small leaders were somewhat filled with dissatisfaction with Xu Hu, as well as sarcastic ridicule.
Wei Xiangzuo stood in the middle of the crowd, did not interrupt much, just lowered his head and smoked.
"I guess, we must talk. The garrison will come forward and meet with our customs boss to work out a plan, and finally make money in peace." A leader continued: "If things go wrong, our goods will be lost, and at most we can be compensated with some money, but in the future... I'm afraid we will have to give up a sea supply line to the Yu family."
"Ding Lingling!"
While everyone was talking, Wei Xiangzuo's phone rang. He glanced at the number and pressed the answer button: "Go ahead."
"Xu Er is dead!"
"What?!"
"It may really happen tonight. Xu Er is dead and has just been carried back." The man on the phone whispered: "Brother Hu just arrived outside the city..."
Hearing this, Wei Xiangzuo muttered in disbelief: "...That's it, tonight may not just be a matter of the scene."