WTO accession

Five pure black bulletproof jeeps drove out of the mountains, constantly bumping on the gravel road, and were passing through the forest covering the border line.This day was filled with fog, and the surrounding grass branches were dotted with sparkles, which was the frost of a winter morning.

Aromatherapy was lit in the car, and Uncle Pang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pressed his temple and looked down at his watch. It was already eleven fifty, and Mr. Chen was still resting with his eyes closed in the back seat.The car drove out of the forest after a while, and there was a wider road ahead.This road leads directly to the border, and the boundary marker separating the two countries is on the left side of the road. It is a stone tablet as tall as a person.

In Mr. Chen's view, it is not unreasonable for the ostrich to choose this place to exchange people and goods, because this is a position where neither side is likely to ambush people.

After the jeep got on the road, Uncle Pang made a gesture, and the driver slowed down.They must not cross the boundary markers, and if they park their cars outside the border, they must not leave even a single tire mark.

The heavy fog reduced visibility to a very low level, and Uncle Pang had to squint his eyes and look to the left side of the road.

After the car had driven for nearly a kilometer, Uncle Pang still didn't stop.The driver who drove them had walked this road, so he couldn't help frowning and looked sideways at this moment, while Mr. Chen in the back seat almost opened his eyes slightly.

Maybe he really got old, there was chaos in his eyes for a few seconds.Then he looked out the car window, his eyes lit up, and asked, "Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Uncle Pang turned his head from the front and said, "I haven't seen the boundary marker yet."

Mr. Chen was so familiar with this road, he reached out and pressed the handle on the car door, and said, "Stop."

The driver stepped on the brake very slowly, because he was afraid of bumping people.But Mr. Chen suddenly raised his voice and said, "Stop!"

Since he was in his 20s, he has not lived in his motherland or his hometown in a stable way. During this period, he has always called his escape after a crime a wandering, so as to comfort his regret. After wandering among several countries for 50 years, such ups and downs made him no longer the reckless young man he was back then.

Mr. Chen had to admit that he was terrified in this thick fog and felt something ominous.

There was the sound of an engine ahead, and Mr. Chen said coldly, "Turn around, drive back."

However, it was too late, and three nine-seater transport trucks drove towards them and stopped front to back, blocking the road ahead.The driver wanted to back up, but there were five cars in their convoy, and the cars behind them didn't move, so they couldn't back out at all.

Dark shadows appeared in the thick and sticky fog, and three more cars drove up from behind, completely blocking their escape route.Seeing that the situation was not good, the driver immediately locked the door, and Uncle Pang's pistol was drawn.

But in this half minute, at least 30 people rushed down from the six cars in front and behind.The bulletproof shield made a heavy sound when it hit the ground, and when Mr. Chen took a closer look, they were already tightly surrounded.

Such a well-trained person cannot be a drug dealer, nor is it like a bodyguard under the hands of an ostrich.Mr. Chen was already sure that the caller was not friendly, but he was not given time to react, and the call from the ostrich had already reached Uncle Pang's.

Uncle Pang picked it up and handed the phone to Mr. Chen.Mr. Chen said, "Ostrich."

However, a female voice came, and she said, "It's me."

Mr. Chen looked out of the car, but the surrounding white mist was so thick that he could only see the silhouette of the car surrounding it.There was a bright and poisonous light in Mr. Chen's eyes, but his voice was still flat and gentle, and he said, "Tan Yanxiao."

"I'm glad you can still hear my voice," Tan Yanxiao laughed, and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Chen."

These two people have fought against each other for 20 years, from Yufang City to the border, to the current confrontation, they are the biggest rivals in each other's careers.Their voices are even a little similar, deep and slightly hoarse, elegant and textured. If it weren't for the current situation, they would sound like friends for many years.

Mr. Chen said, "Long time no see." His hand that wasn't holding the phone slowly tightened on the silver spider on the top of the cane. "I'm very pleasantly surprised that Chief Tan is here."

"I don't dare, I'm just running this trip for the ostrich." Tan Yanxiao said with a smile, "It's rare for you to go home. After we have been together for so many years, I will naturally line up to welcome you. How is it? Are you satisfied with today's formation?"

The word "go home" was cleverly used, and Mr. Chen sneered, but did not answer.Tan Yanxiao solved the mystery for him understandingly, saying: "The boundary marker has passed long ago, Mr. Chen, you are already on the land of the motherland."

Mr. Chen turned his head subconsciously and looked out the rear window, but apart from the vehicle and the soldiers with shields surrounding him, there was only thick fog in his sight.The border guards and the police cannot fight or arrest people on foreign territory. Tan Yanxiao dared to surround him with armed forces at this time, and it was probably true.

Tan Yanxiao seemed to know his actions at this time, and said: "The boundary marker is about 70 meters behind you. I have to thank the fog today. I just covered it with my hand, so you didn't see it."

The phone was on loudspeaker, and Mr. Chen looked at Uncle Pang, who was in charge of guarding the road.This person has never made any mistakes in his work, but today his eyesight is not good.

Uncle Pang lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, not intending to justify his dereliction of duty.

Mr. Chen moved the phone away, raised his hand and slapped Uncle Pang.

The jeweled cufflinks on the shirt flashed by, and the blue butterfly's wingtips pierced the flesh deeply and fiercely, making a gash in Uncle Pang's jaw.The blue and red complement each other, and it looks like a police siren. Mr. Chen touched the blood there with his fingers, and his face became hideous.

"Mr. Chen, you won't be able to escape today." Tan Yanxiao said, giving him enough time to react.

"I don't plan to run," Mr. Chen laughed suddenly, "but I don't plan to surrender either."

"You are facing the Chinese border police," Tan Yanxiao said in a low voice, as if ice had been thawed when she spoke, "You should know that you have no chance of winning in front of such combat power. It is better to put down your weapons and stop all resistance immediately."

Among other things, based on Mr. Chen's drug manufacturing and drug trafficking volume, he doesn't even have the possibility of death reprieve.Both sides are well aware of this, so Tan Yanxiao didn't even say "strive for leniency or commutation of sentence".

Mr. Chen rubbed his cuffs and said, "Tan Yanxiao, you are a rare and powerful opponent."

After a moment of silence, Tan Yanxiao said, "My honor, each other."

This is not a lie. When Mr. Chen completely broke away from his master in Yufang City and started working alone, it happened to be the time when Tan Yanxiao was transferred from the army to the police.During the confrontation, the two witnessed each other's career rise, wiped away their hatred in the constant chasing and fighting, and became strangers who knew each other best.

"So," Mr. Chen said with a sigh, "I am honored to have a head-to-head confrontation with you before I die, and then to die with you."

This is what it means to refuse to surrender and to fight to the death.Tan Yanxiao's car was at the back of the line, and he made a gesture, and Dai Shengmin beside him understood.A few seconds later, the commander of the team wearing earphones received an order, and the soldiers holding shields gradually closed the encirclement, and the bowstrings of both sides were stretched to the limit.

"Of course you would rather die here," Tan Yanxiao said into the phone at the same time, "You can settle everything once and for all, so what about Chen Zhong?"

Pale fingertips touched bloodstains on the edge of the cuff buttons, and Mr. Chen asked, "Is he with you?"

Tan Yanxiao said gently, "That's right."

Both parties fell into silence. Mr. Chen lowered his head and kept his fingers on the cufflinks.The sapphire is polished into a tiny butterfly shape, and the long silver bead chains are brought out between the flapping wings, which are its tentacles and scaly hairs.Through it, Mr. Chen saw the young girl, a life that had already passed away, and she was also the person Mr. Chen claimed to know best.

He just hung his head like this, and said to Tan Yanxiao: "You robbed my son from the ostrich, I want to thank you."

Tan Yanxiao was quiet for a moment, then said, "You're welcome."

Then Mr. Chen suddenly said: "But you underestimate Lan Die too much."

He raised his head, his expression had returned to his former composure, and he looked like a well-thought-out refined person.He said: "I know Lan Die, she will not be defeated by an ostrich. Of course, if she faces you and the border guards, it will be hard to say."

He raised his eyebrows in a playful manner, and continued: "No matter whether you win or lose on the battlefield, Lan Die will not allow herself to die in front of Chen Zhong. Tan Yanxiao, your layout is indeed exquisite, but you underestimate Lan Die too much My loyalty to me and my understanding of Blue Butterfly...or, it should be said, my trust in Blue Butterfly..."

Tan Yanxiao and Dai Shengmin in the car behind looked at each other, but neither made a sound.

They felt the horror of Mr. Chen, and the deaths of Lan Die and Chen Zhong were almost exactly as he described.

"If my guess is right, Xiaozhong now..." Mr. Chen continued, he let out a muffled laugh, as if in pain, "He should be dead, right?"

"A tiger's poison does not eat its young," Tan Yanxiao did not admit, she said, "You don't need to have these unnecessary fantasies just to get away."

"Or maybe he's still alive," Mr. Chen said patiently, "It's much better in your hands than in the hands of an ostrich. I really want to thank you for that. Everyone knows this well. With you guys helping me take care of him, I can rest assured."

"Mr. Chen," Tan Yanxiao's voice became colder, "Did you even disregard your son's life in order to resist arrest?"

Mr. Chen suddenly laughed out loud, his eyes were filled with madness, he raised his voice suddenly, and said, "Tan Yanxiao!"

His voice was full of hatred, but also a little happy, "You can come to my car and see if I have [-] kilograms of heroin with me! If you are capable, bring Xiao Zhong to me, otherwise you will I don’t want to talk about it. But even if the person is still alive, you would not do this. Threatening me to surrender with my son is not the style of the Chinese police. Director Tan, am I right?”

Then he threw the phone out of the window, grabbed Uncle Pang's pistol, and smashed the phone on the ground with one shot.

"Tell the cars behind," he said to Uncle Pang, "to fight with them."

Uncle Pang nodded, and took the intercom connecting the five cars.Mr. Chen took off his coat and unbuttoned his cuffs.He put the pair of tiny blue butterflies in the pocket of his suit vest and rolled up the sleeves.

His posture didn't look like he was about to fight to the death, but he acted like a gentleman who was about to enjoy dinner in a high-end club.

Tan Yanxiao also issued the same order here. They originally came to persuade them to surrender, but Mr. Chen's extremely meticulous thought made them fail.Tan Yanxiao put down the phone, Dai Shengmin picked up the intercom and gave an order, and a row of muzzles appeared behind the shield.

However, the dense fog was split again, and the three cars coming at such a high speed surprised both sides.

Two huge delivery trucks with black jeeps were parked behind Tan Yanxiao's car.In the cold air that seemed to have stagnated, Teng Cuo got out of the car in a slim black suit.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately waved forward, and then took out the grenade from his arms.

He gestured, and thirty men dismounted from the vans on the left and right, all armed with machine guns.These people stood in a semicircle and instead surrounded Tan Yanxiao's car.

His appearance stunned both Mr. Chen and Tan Yanxiao. Tan Yanxiao looked at Teng through the car window, not sure if she was facing a raging fire, so she didn't speak out rashly.

"Wow, what is this for?" Teng Cuo looked relaxed, leaning back on the front of the jeep.But after he finished making fun of him, he changed his face and said to Tan Yanxiao's car, "Hand over Chen Zhong and let Mr. Chen go."

The second half of the sentence made Dai Shengmin, who was sitting next to Tan Yanxiao, change his face. He immediately wanted to make a move, but was held down by Tan Yanxiao who reacted very quickly.Tan Yanxiao took out the megaphone and asked Teng Cuo, "Who are you?"

Teng Cuo blinked and asked, "Who are you?"

"Director of Yufang City Public Security Bureau," Tan said without changing his face, "Tan Yanxiao."

"You are Tan Yanxiao?" Teng Cuo seemed to be meeting her for the first time, showing a little surprise, and then said viciously: "You want to catch Mr. Chen? It really is a deep pool of water, old and cunning."

Tan Yanxiao paused, lowered her voice, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"You are a deep pool," Teng Cuo said with a smile, nonchalantly, "then I am a raging fire."

The sunlight was distorted by the mist, and Teng Cuo's shadow shrank into a small ball on the ground. As he moved slightly, it really looked like a raging fire, which was the kind of stick figure he signed.

Tan Yanxiao exchanged a look with Dai Shengmin again. Teng Cuo was an informant rather than a policeman. It was not impossible to talk about mutiny or not. If he changed his camp and started helping Huayuan, it would not be impossible.But what he said was not normal, Tan Yanxiao had to think deeply.

"You are from the garden?" Tan Yanxiao raised her voice, "What do you want to do? Do you know where this is?"

"I'm here to bring Mr. Chen back safe and sound," Teng Cuo turned his palm, "Of course I know where this is, I've seen the boundary marker just now. Or, can I bring a grenade and a heavy machine gun?"

Tan Yanxiao and him looked at each other in surprise, the fog that was thick and sticky just now seemed to start to subside the moment this person appeared, this is really a strange thing, as if nothing in this world can stop Teng Mi Appearance.His long hair was tied up, completely revealing his impeccable face, his skin was as white as ice and snow, his ecstatic eyes were filled with madness, his handsome nose with a hump, and his full and delicate light-colored lips.

Even through the mist, he still looks androgynous in appearance.

Mr. Chen saw all this through the rear window of the car, staring at Teng Cuo's blurred figure with eyes mixed with approval and excitement.Now he and Tan Yanxiao are surrounded by each other, which is a dead end in battle, because as long as the bullets miss the enemy, they will hit their own, and in the end, both sides will suffer.

"Let Mr. Chen drive the car out," said Teng Cuo, propping his arms behind him, "hand over Chen Zhong, and then we'll leave. Our people will definitely not shoot, and I won't point the string, who of us It doesn't hurt anyone. Otherwise..."

He said in a voice as sweet as honey: "Otherwise, I will pull the safety bolt and let the 80 or [-] people present die together. This is not a good deal. Are you trying to have a moment of pleasure, Director Tan?"

Tan Yanxiao was silent for a while, as if she was convinced.Then she asked, "Can I trust you?"

Teng Cuo tilted his head back, revealing his snow-white and fragile neck, half-coughed and half-smiled, and said, "Director Tan really likes to wrong good people."

There was no wind and no sound on the road, Teng twisted one leg and stepped on the lower grille of the front of the car.He said, "Hurry up, I'll give you another ten seconds, if you don't let him go, I'm going to pull the string."

He paused, then said, "Ten."

Enough thinking, Tan Yanxiao made a decision.She said, "OK."

Teng Cuo repeated her words with a smile and said, "Okay."

"But you are still in the territory," Tan Yanxiao said solemnly, "the drugs must stay."

Teng Cuo brushed away the broken hair that was blocking his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked at the five cars surrounded in front.Mr. Chen heard Tan Yanxiao's request, and he gave the order through the intercom, and the three loaded cars behind were empty of people, and even the drugs in the car were left for Tan Yanxiao.

The border guards stepped back and made way for vehicles to pass in the middle of the road.Through the fog and the car window, Teng Cuo caught Tan Yanxiao's gaze.

The fog was almost clearing away. He waited for the jeep that Mr. Chen was riding to start, saluted to the front, and said, "Thanks, Bureau Tan."

Tan Yanxiao's face was condensed and she didn't speak.

Mr. Chen's remaining three cars had already overturned. Teng Cuo clapped his hands and jumped off the front of the car.He smiled, his evil eyes made him even more unpredictable than the fog just now.

The author has something to say:

Thanks for watching.