Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1103 The price has gone up.

That button is an alarm switch that was installed uniformly this year. Every store has one, and it's connected to the nearest police station.

The brigade kept its word and set up alarm points in the company and shopping malls. Convenience stores and cake shops, which are small and numerous, also installed alarm switches.

The alarm switch in this old man's shop is closest to the police station, right across the street.

The police station set up an alarm point in the first office below the food factory, where one police officer and two auxiliary police officers were stationed.

The flashing light startled Wang Zhili, causing him to spill water from his teacup. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

He put down his teacup and picked up the handcuffs: "Come on, what's going on here?"

The community security officer said, "You didn't run into anyone, did you? What could possibly happen here? We can hear you if you shout."

As I came out of the office, I saw a few young people standing inside the convenience store. The shelves by the door were overturned, and goods were scattered on the floor. They kept the store open because it was warm.

Yang Zhi, a guard on duty in the infrastructure construction team, was also looking across the street from the doorway of the duty room in the lobby.

Wang Zhili asked, "Did you see what happened? Did you call the police?" He continued walking out of the yard.

Yang Zhi paused for a moment and followed: "Did they call the police? I wasn't paying attention, I was just watching these people talking about something."

In the room.

Shan Hongjuan said, "I called the police. If you're so capable, don't run away. Don't you even bother to find out who owns this shop?"

The man with the buzz cut glanced at the emergency call button: "Why would the boss call the police if he's so powerful? He's so powerful that calling the police would scare me to death, you know? Calling the police would be useful, right? Let me tell you, prices have gone up, understand? You've got some nerve."

They kicked the spilled contents a few times, shouting, "Call the police! Call the police! You bastards, don't you know who's watching? You should just close this shop!"

"Whether it's open or not is up to you," Wang Zhili replied from outside, glancing around the shop.

Shan Hongjuan said, "Brother Wang and his gang smashed up the shop, kicking the counter and knocking down the shelves. They wanted us to buy cigarettes from them, but the prices were ridiculously high. They said if we didn't buy from them, they would smash up the shop and prevent us from operating."

Wang Zhili looked up at the man with the buzz cut and asked, "Where are you from? Didn't you ask around before you came?"

They split up and said, "What are you asking about? What did we do? Why are the police bothering us about buying cigarettes?"

Wang Zhili glanced at the cash register; it wasn't damaged, just a few footprints on it. "You kicked the counter while buying cigarettes? You knocked over the shelves and scattered things everywhere while buying cigarettes?"

He looked at the man with the buzz cut: "You're forcing people to buy cigarettes from you, and if they don't like it, you smash up the store? Which cigarette factory are you? Do you even have the right to ship your products?"

The man with the buzz cut sized up Wang Zhili, then turned to look at Shan Hongjuan and Aunt Ji, gave a cold laugh, threw his cigarette butt on the ground, and said, "Fine, you guys are awesome today. Let's go. We'll take our time."

The man with the buzz cut turned and started to walk out, but Wang Zhili grabbed his arm and said, "Did I say you could leave?"

The officer with the buzz cut said, "What, officer? Fine, I won't buy it?"

Wang Zhili said, "You think you can just leave after kicking and smashing things? How come you're so arrogant? Tell me your number."

The man with the buzz cut glanced at Wang Zhili, his jaw muscles twitching, and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you face, I'll compensate you. Is that alright?"

He pulled his wallet from his back pocket, took out a hundred-yuan bill, waved it in front of Wang Zhili, and tossed it onto the counter: "Is that enough, officer?"

They split up and said, "You're really asking for trouble. Did we fight or rob someone?"

The man with the buzz cut said, "Can we go now? Kicking me a couple of times won't get me detained, will it?"

Wang Zhili frowned.

He really didn't know how to handle this matter. The limitations of the police are there; taking this matter back wouldn't be of much use. Even if he knew what was going on, there were reasons for not intervening.

Yang Zhi asked, "Brother Wang, this is difficult to handle?"

Wang Zhili said, "This is ridiculous. Taking them back would just mean a reprimand and education. These bastards aren't afraid at all."

They split up and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Wang Zhili said, "What are you talking about, you bunch of bastards? Give me your numbers, come on."

Fen Tou looked at Wang Zhili and nodded: "Fine, I'm afraid of you. You're awesome. Can we go now?" Wang Zhili gritted his teeth.

Yang Zhi squeezed into the room, looked around, and reached for the phone at the cashier to dial: "Wait a few minutes."

The man with the crew cut glanced at Yang Zhi: "So these days, even soldiers from the barbarians are this arrogant? Where are you from? Mind your own business, huh?"

The call connected, and Yang Zhi said, "A few people are coming down to the convenience store."

Yang Zhi hung up the phone and said to the crew-cut man, "I'm from the **** Army's Infrastructure Regiment, got it?"

They split up and reached out to grab Yang Zhi: "Are you fucking looking to die?"

Yang Zhi raised his hand and slapped the parted hand aside: "Don't get physical. Is anyone else here? If so, call them all over."

The man with the parted hair blushed and raised his foot, yelling, "I'll fuck you, you piece of trash!" With a click, the gun was pressed against his forehead. Yang Zhi, his face cold, looked at him and said, "Kick me. A bunch of trash, you really don't know how high you've climbed, thinking you can mess with anyone? You think the police can't handle you?"

Back then, the guards were armed with live ammunition, unlike now where it's all just for show.

One of the defenders chuckled on the sidelines, saying, "Wow, that's impressive. They dare to come here and cause trouble without knowing anything. Hey buddy, let me give you a piece of advice: call out who's behind you. You three can't handle this."

Five or six people in military uniforms ran over from the courtyard: "What's wrong?"

Yang Zhi unloaded his gun and put it away: "These guys who came to smash up the shop are a problem for Brother Wang. They're going to hit me."

The one leading the group was a battalion commander, Huang Jianfa, who was in charge of the office here.

Huang Jianfa sized up the three men with buzz cuts: "Not bad, so many tough guys these days. Didn't you do your research before coming? Where are you from? Do you even know what the crime is for assaulting guards?"

The crew-cut guy was a little confused: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It was just something said in the heat of the moment. Soldiers, we're leaving now, we're leaving now."

The man with the split hair was terrified; his face turned pale and then red, and he was trembling all over, whether from fear or anger. He roared, "Fuck you! If you've got the guts, shoot me! You dare? Come on, shoot me!" He thrust his chest forward at Yang Zhi, but another man with the split hair grabbed him.

Huang Jianfa said to Wang Zhili, "Alright, you can leave it to us now."

Wang Zhili was a little embarrassed and said, "Our restrictions are too damn big. This is just a matter of kicking a few times and knocking over some things. Taking it back won't do any good. At most, I'll be fined two hundred yuan."

Huang Jianfa nodded, then turned to the man with the buzz cut and asked, "Where do you hang out? Are you with someone else or on your own?"

The man with the buzz cut forced a smile and said, "Brother soldier, it's really a misunderstanding. We're leaving, we won't come back, okay?"

Huang Jianfa said, "Who's behind you? Tell me now, or I'll assume you're the mastermind."

The man with the buzz cut said, "We're just running errands for Fourth Brother, selling some cigarettes and alcohol. It's all a misunderstanding."

Huang Jianfa nodded, then turned to a soldier and said, "Drive, have him lead the way, and bring that so-called Fourth Brother over here." He pointed to the two men with parted hair: "Take these two upstairs first."

The soldier stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

Several soldiers came over and tugged at their arms: "Let's go."

The man with the buzz cut sensed something was wrong and said, "Brother, we were wrong, we admit it. How about we talk to each other, okay?"

Huang Jianfa ignored him completely, and Chongji said, "Sister-in-law, it's alright now, tidy up the house."

(End of this chapter)