But just these few complaints made Zhuo Jingquan feel dissatisfied.

The two have been working together for decades. In order to advance in the police force, Zhuo Jingquan did not ask for much of the income from their cooperation over the years.

Because of his status, if there is a large amount of income from unknown sources, it may attract some people's attention.

But this time he was in trouble and asked Zhao Guomin to support him with some money, but Zhao Guomin actually dared to show his face.

You know, if Zhao Guoguo hadn't been too rough in doing things, and there were three witnesses to the murder, now that the matter has reached this level, he would still be wiping his ass.

Now the other party actually has the nerve to urge me to pay him back the money as soon as possible.

Zhuo Jingquan was very angry. When a person is angry, he will inevitably think more than usual, and his thoughts will be relatively extreme.

So he thought, after so many years of cooperation, the money earned by the two people was definitely more than a small goal. Every time they did something, the majority of the income was given to Zhao Guoguo.

Now that I want money once, the other party has calculated it so clearly with me.

Zhuo Jingquan was also cruel, thinking that if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Anyway, he was about to take office as the first brother, and he didn't care about his previous achievements in cracking down on drugs.

Moreover, as his childhood friend, Zhao Guomin knew a lot of dirty information about him.

Zhuo Jingquan was also a decisive guy. After he decided to take action, he first faked the incident and asked the other party to clean up the traces left by the two men, and then arranged for ten Flying Tigers cronies to carry out the extermination operation.

In addition to Zhao Guoguo, a young boy, there is also a drug dealer far away in the Golden Triangle who also knows his secret.

Zhuo Jingquan thought that he would not stop doing it, so he decided to solve it together to avoid being caught in pain again.

So he revealed to Shapqiu through Zhao Guomin that he was going to let the other party's father go back and asked the other party to pick him up in person.

When Shapqiu heard that the other party was finally going to release his father, he agreed without any hesitation.

"If you help me tonight, I will remember it for the rest of my life. I won't say anything unnecessary. Brothers after so many years!"

Zhuo Jingquan took a deep breath and smoked the entire cigarette.

None of the people present said anything. Everyone had received money and had been promoted. They had already agreed that they were one and there was no need to say any formal words at all.

Zhuo Jingquan obviously knew about this. When he saw that everyone had finished eating, he slapped a few bills on the table and stood up first.

"The boss pays the bill!"

The assistant director finally stood up, reminded the owner of the late night snack stall, and followed him away.

Several people came to a remote location, where two commercial vehicles were parked.

The processing director jogged a few steps and walked to the front to help Zhuo Jingquan open the car door.

The door was opened, and someone was already sitting inside, eating silently.

Seeing Zhuo Jingquan and others standing outside, they subconsciously stopped eating, then prepared to stand up, and even unconsciously raised their right hands to their foreheads.

"Eat first, there's no need to do this."

Zhuo Jingquan waved his hand, then bent down and got into the car.

The other four people also got into two commercial vehicles respectively.

After Zhuo Jingquan sat firmly, he opened the backpack that was originally placed at his place. It contained a pistol, a long gun, a bulletproof vest, grenades, night vision goggles, daggers, combat boots, masks...a complete set of combat preparations.

Materials.

Zhuo Jingquan first took off his coat directly in the car and put on the bulletproof vest.

Tonight's action is the key to completely clearing his black spots. Even though he has not been on the front line for a long time, Zhuo Jingquan still feels that his blood is boiling.

Sitting in the car eating were members of the Flying Tigers. Apart from masks, they were already fully armed.
Chapter completed!