Absolute Honor

It was dark, everyone returned to the cell, and the ventilation hall was closed.

Kun Guai went back to his corner near the toilet and saw that everyone didn't pay attention to him, carefully pulling out a small crumpled note from his pocket.

Spread out.

There was a crooked line written on it: ten o'clock tonight.

He immediately rolled up the paper, pretended to go to the toilet, threw the paper into the squatting toilet, and flushed it away with water.

Back where he was, leaning against the wall, Kun Guai heard his heart pounding wildly.

Two o'clock in the morning...Two o'clock in the morning...

The desire to regain freedom made him fortunately excited, and even a little fidgety.

Whoops--

The iron door of the prison opened, and Qin Fei appeared at the door.

...

S city.

Eight o'clock at night.

Inside a residential building on the outskirts of the city.

It used to be the dormitory area of ​​a state-owned electronic factory. It was built in the old four-story buildings in the late 1960s. Later, the company closed down and it fell into decline.

Later, most of the employees of the company have moved out, and some of the remaining financially disadvantaged still live in it, and most of the other houses are rented out to migrant workers who come to work in this city.

This year the city government announced a new urban development plan. It has been listed as a demolition area. Many tenants will no longer renew their contracts. Many houses are no longer inhabited and there is not much popularity.

On the third floor of Building 5, Master Li's family lives. They are migrant workers. They work in a furniture factory, their wife is cleaning cleaning in a joint venture, and the two children are studying in a nearby private school.

Eight o'clock is a good time to watch soap operas.

Master Li and his fat wife clashed for control of the remote control.

Master Li wants to watch anti-Japanese dramas, and his fat wife wants to watch romantic dramas.

"I don't understand what is good about watching those anti-Japanese dramas all day long, I don't understand. I tear up the devil all the time, Lao Li, if you don't get tired, I will vomit!"

"It's better than you. Watching those horrible dramas that you love to go to every day, or it's a Qing palace drama, it's dead early in the morning!"

The two children looked at their parents and shook their heads and sighed. They went into the room to do their homework by themselves.

Tuk tuk ——

There was a knock at the door, and the old couple finally stopped fighting.

"Madam, open the door!"

"Why don't you go! You are lame!?"

Old Li was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, muttering "Good men don't fight women" in his mouth, he pulled up his slippers and went to open the door.

Across the door, Lao Li asked cautiously: "Who is it?"

This is an old-fashioned building. There is no cat's eye installed, and the public order is not good. A few days ago, the old lady Li's red underwear was hanging in the corridor and I didn't know which **** pervert had stolen it.

"Neighborhood committee, registration of floating population."

What Lao Li heard was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

It seems that it is really a member of the neighborhood committee. Lao Li was full of resentment and registered. Registration this year and mid-year registration. Didn't he apply for a temporary residence permit early?

Thinking so in my heart, my hand opened the door.

"I said you..."

He just wanted to send a couple of old Sao, when he saw the situation outside the door, he swallowed the half sentence without saying it.

Old Li's eyes were round.

There were several people standing outside. The front was indeed a cadre of the neighborhood committee. Old Li recognized that she was in charge of this area, as if she was the deputy director or something.

What surprised Lao Li most was the person behind the deputy director.

Fuck me!

Lao Li was used to watching anti-Japanese dramas, but it was the first time he saw a real guy appearing in front of him.

Several loaded guns with live ammunition, wearing helmets and body armor, carrying a Type 95 automatic rifle and Type 79 micro-rush on their chests, a young man in a blue and black police uniform stood behind the deputy director of the neighborhood committee.

All these people have two big white characters printed on their chests-SWAT.

"Shhh—"

A special police officer in the lead raised his index finger and made a silent gesture on his lips.

"Comrade, how many people are there in your family?"

"Four...Four..." Old Li felt that his tongue was rolling, and his teeth began to kowtow together, making his words uncomfortable.

"Now, quietly, don't make any noise, and go with this cadre of the neighborhood committee." The special police at the head was afraid that Lao Li was not clear, and emphasized again: "Be quiet, go now, don't delay."

Old Li felt that his scalp was tingling, the skin on his face was crisp and hot, and blood was pouring up.

He knew that things must be a bit bad, but he didn't know how bad it was.

"What the hell..."

"Don't ask, it has nothing to do with you."

Hearing that it had nothing to do with him, Lao Li was a little relieved.

"The stuff in that house..."

"Don't take it, if there is any loss, we will pay." The special police became impatient, and urged in a low voice: "Hurry up!"

Lao Li hurried into the house, said to his fat lady, then knocked on the children's room and led out a pair of children.

Lao Li's wife thought that Lao Li was bragging at first, because Lao Li drank two or two for nothing for dinner, this guy has a habit of bragging after drinking a little wine.

"Is it that serious..."

The old lady Li babbled and went out~www.NovelMTL.com~ when she arrived at the door, she was scared back to her room.

She looked out the door in horror, her enemy really didn't brag, it was really a special police officer outside.

Leaving slowly in the corridor, Lao Li and his wife were more surprised as they walked down. The stairwell was full of special police officers. They all wore this body armor, loaded with live ammunition, and were ready to fight.

When they arrived downstairs, the police from several local police stations hurriedly guided the residents through the small passages in the rooms of the building and left from the small woods behind them.

Soon, the entire dormitory area of ​​the electronics factory was silent, very strange.

"The attack team reports that the residents have been evacuated and the attack is launched?" The special police captain stood downstairs and pressed the call button of the communicator to report to the combat command center.

"Are you sure that all residents have been evacuated?"

"Confirm that the cadres of the local neighborhood committee have checked against the list, no problem."

"Okay! Let's do it!" The voice of the Deputy Director of Criminal Investigation who was in charge of the operation command came from over there.

The SWAT captain turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man behind him who was wearing a helmet and body armor, but without any weapons and said, "Hey, you will be up to you when you open the iron door outside."

The middle-aged man called "Lao He" nodded nervously. Although it was late autumn, his face, forehead, and neck were all sweaty.

The special police captain saw Lao He's appearance and patted him on the shoulder to give him a reassurance pill: "Don't worry, I'm right next to you. Open the iron door lock and you will leave immediately. We will take care of the rest. No. Something will happen!"

"Hmm..." Lao He nodded, wiped his face, his hands were full of cold sweat.

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