These desperate criminals, armed with weapons, would fight their way out even if surrounded, because once arrested, death awaited them.
However, this time it wasn't the police who came.
With a thunderous roar, three land tanks burst through the door, their massive cannons firing without hesitation at the group of armed bandits.
Boom! Boom! Boom! After a few shots, men and horses were thrown about.
With a snap, the corrugated steel roof was destroyed, and three attack helicopters equipped with six-barreled Gatling guns roared into the air.
Rat-a-tat-tat, several rounds of indiscriminate bullets rained down, and half of the dozens of fully armed thugs in the room were instantly wiped out.
Everyone ran away in panic, crying and begging for mercy.
Snap! Tear gas canisters were thrown in without restraint, and at the same time, a team in camouflage rushed in, firing their automatic weapons without mercy.
Their marksmanship is extremely accurate; a single shot can take the life of a ruthless bandit.
These aren't police officers, these are fucking special forces soldiers!
Yang Tieyang's gang were notorious bandits on the border, who usually roamed the area and were beyond the reach of even the armed police. But they never dreamed that they would be wiped out by the Canglang.
You must know that this is Canglang, an ant on the scales of war. Their usual missions are decapitations and cross-border operations. They are an invincible team. How fortunate they are to be dealt with by Canglang himself.
The battle ended in twenty minutes. Two-thirds of the thugs were dead, and the rest were trembling with their hands covering their heads.
Li Chengyun strode in, quite satisfied with the results. He saluted Ye Xingchen and said, "Mr. Ye, I've notified the local anti-drug squad and special police. They can handle the rest."
"Thanks." Ye Xingchen smiled, then turned to look at Yang Jinxin, who had lost an arm and was crying and wailing on the ground: "Call your dad."
"Beat your mother..." Yang Jinxin wailed, but before he could finish his curse, Ye Xingchen slapped him back down the throat. Then he took out Yang Jinxin's phone and called Yang Tie, who was still unaware of what had happened.
"Jin Xin, what's wrong?" Yang Tie asked in a deep voice.
"Yang Tie," Ye Xingchen smiled, "Say one last thing to your son, or you won't have another chance."
"Ye Xingchen?" Yang Tie in the villa suddenly stood up and roared, "What do you want to do to my son?"
"I'll treat him the same way you treat me." Ye Xingchen smiled: "It's alright, he's fine now, except he lost another arm."
"You did this?" Yang Tie asked through gritted teeth.
"If I say no now, would you believe me?" Ye Xingchen's smile grew even brighter: "Don't count on Shen Yue anymore, he's already dead."
"Besides, your drug factory is quite large, and the gang of thugs you employ is quite formidable. Do you think this evidence is enough to kill you countless times?"
“You…” Yang Tie’s face turned pale. Since Ye Xingchen knew about the factory, it meant that his own affairs had been exposed.
"It's not too late to run now," Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. "However, the chances aren't very high."
Yang Tie hung up the phone and hurriedly went to the basement, contacting flights abroad as he went.
Unfortunately, just as they reached the basement entrance, a group of police officers surrounded them. Liu Zhenye, leading a team of men, said in a deep voice, "Yang Tie, I am Liu Zhenye from the Lin'an Branch. You are suspected of drug manufacturing and illegal possession of weapons. You are now under arrest."
With a clatter, more than ten guns were pointed at Yang Tie's head. Yang Tie's face turned pale, and he helplessly raised his hands.
The battlefield is being cleared, and relevant departments have already gone to the basement drug manufacturing plant to collect evidence.
The facilities at this factory shocked even narcotics officers who frequently deal with drugs. Because of the advanced equipment and professional staff, the amount of drugs flowing out of this place every day was an extremely alarming figure.
In a corner, Zhang Yuan, who was already terrified, shrank back and didn't dare to utter a sound.
Suddenly, he was kicked hard and fell to the ground. He curled up in a ball, covered his head, and cried out, "Don't kill me! My dad is Mayor Zhang. This has nothing to do with me. I just came here to have fun."
"Huh, Young Master Zhang is still here?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Zhang Yuan in surprise.
Honestly, Zhang Yuan is a piece of trash and poses no threat to him whatsoever.
It's just that sometimes it's annoying to be in front of you.
"Young Master Ye, please let me go, spare me this time. I can't be taken away, otherwise even my father can't save me." Zhang Yuan knelt down in front of Ye Xingchen with a thud and begged bitterly.
"You still know that even your dad can't save you?" Ye Xingchen said helplessly. He now fully understood what it meant to be a burden on one's father.
"You've really ruined your dad's life this time. Why would he save you? You've ruined his future."
Ye Xingchen gave him a cold glance, then walked away. Immediately afterwards, two armed police officers stepped forward and dragged Zhang Yuan away.
The drug manufacturing case has come to an end. The criminal gang led by Yang Tie was wiped out overnight. The things found during the raid were truly shocking. This guy not only had his own poisoning factory, but also possessed advanced equipment.
Moreover, they had guns and a private armed force. Yang Tie alone could not have done it. So in the following months, a thunderous crackdown was launched, and layers of protective umbrellas were exposed, and countless people were brought down.
These subsequent events have nothing to do with Ye Xingchen. The company has just opened, and it's not so easy to be a hands-off manager.
The first few drugs launched target common diseases such as cardiovascular, cerebrovascular, hepatobiliary, and other conditions, with a key product being a "soul-locking pill."
The raw materials required for the true Soul-Locking Pill are too precious to be mass-produced, so other medicines have to be used to replace them, reducing the effect by more than five times.
Despite this, its effects are not to be underestimated. The Soul-Locking Pill is used to clear heat and detoxify, calm the mind and open the orifices, treat a series of diseases such as stroke, coma, and even cerebral hemorrhage and paralysis caused by evil entering the pericardium.
Unfortunately, the five dragon saliva used in it is a rare and precious natural ingredient; otherwise, this medicine would have an almost miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life.
Making traditional Chinese medicine requires a large quantity of medicinal herbs, so Ye Xingchen needs to find a supplier with a large supply, good quality, and a long-term stable supply.
We can't be careless about raw materials, so Ye Xingchen went to the Tianhai Chinese Medicine Market early in the morning to conduct research.
The Tianhai Chinese Medicine Market is very large, with fixed merchants, wholesalers from other places, and individual farmers from the mountains who dig up medicinal herbs to sell.
After visiting several of the larger vendors, Ye Xingchen wasn't entirely satisfied with the quality of the medicinal herbs. So, he went outside to check out the smaller vendors.
Turning my head, I saw several hand tractors, each pulling several carts full of medicinal herbs.
Ye Xingchen's eyes lit up; the quality of the medicinal herbs was quite good, so he went over to them.
There were herbs such as Solomon's Seal, Schisandra Chinensis, and deer antler in the car. He reached out and grabbed a handful of herbs, then sniffed them lightly. He noticed that the herbs were dry and well-processed.
"Boss, do you buy medicine?" A country man stood up immediately when he saw Ye Xingchen.
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