1194 Scumbag Zhang Likes to Make Family Members (Eight Thousand Complete)
After hearing the report from his subordinates that Su Jianqiu's daughter had been missing for four days, Old Man Yan suddenly frowned.
He was quite confident that the boss behind the kidnapping would give him face and send the person back.
Or wait for a day and a half, wait for the other party to deal with the relevant handlers, and then quietly let go of the little girl.
But what happens in these four days is beyond his control.
Even if Su Jianqiu's daughter was very beautiful, the auction might have started on the dark web on the day she was kidnapped.
Once the deal is concluded, the probability that the other party will give Mr. Yan face for the sake of credibility is low.
However, he had said what he said and regretted it in front of dozens of subordinates, the director, Quintiles, and Huang Landeng. From now on, he would never say the same thing again.
"Mr. Su, I really want to make a friend like you, but I can only assure you that as long as your daughter is still alive, she will definitely be able to send her back, but just in case."
"No, no way." Su Jianqiu endured the worry and the violent murderous intention in his heart, "Help me find my daughter, and I will help you find the gold. If you can't find it, I, the seller, will compensate you. Just in case, if
one".
Gritting his teeth, Su Jianqiu said fiercely, "Then tell me who captured my daughter."
"Sorry, I can make both black and white give me face because I never interfere in other people's business." Old Man Yan shook his head, "If something happens that we don't want to see happen, and you want to take revenge, you can only
Check it out yourself."
Su Jianqiu himself is the leader of the anti-black group, so of course he knows the principles of dealing with people like Old Man Yan.
It is useful to reason with these people, but that is only if there is no conflict of interest.
Moreover, these principles are determined by themselves. In fact, it is they who have the final say on whether they should keep their word or not.
Unless you have the power or leverage to force them to bow their heads, you will have to use money to knock them out.
But although his two houses were worth tens of millions, they were far from enough for Old Man Yan.
I couldn't help but silently think about what Yin Yang said before that his boss knew Zhang Ziwei.
He could tell at a glance that Yin Yang and these people were masters. Even the seven people under Yin Yang gave him a feeling that they were even more powerful than Yin Yang.
The most important thing is that the body language of these seven people and the actions of the orders and prohibitions all told Su Jianqiu that they were elites from the army.
Can he afford and hire such a person, or is he just a bodyguard for his cousin? How rich and powerful does Chen Qinfeng's cousin have to be?
Seeing that Su Jianqiu was just contemplating and not speaking, Old Man Yan shook his head and gave a few instructions to his subordinates.
Then he said to Su Jianqiu, "I have sent someone to find your daughter. Shouldn't the person I want be given to me?"
After taking the mobile phone handed over by Old Man Yan, Su Jianqiu knew that it would be useless to talk.
I called Yin Yang, and soon a car drove to the door of the bar, dragged out the trunk and the four unconscious people in the back seat, threw them on the ground, and drove away.
After the four Dong brothers were dragged into the bar in front of the Bangkok police, Quintiles immediately said in a sinister manner, "Huang Landeng, isn't this your assistant Tony Xiao?"
What? Are you the real mastermind behind the gold robbery?"
"Shut up, Quintiles." Huang Landeng immediately jumped up and cursed as dozens of gangsters stared at him with uncertain expressions.
"You are slandering and slandering me. I will sue you for slandering me."
"Hehe, I don't know if it's slander or not." Quintai looked at the frustrated Huang Landeng with a smile, and looked away at the old man Yan who was looking over, "But Tony Xiao is definitely your subordinate."
Old Man Yan's face immediately darkened. He pointed at the four unconscious people on the ground and said to his subordinates, "Wake them up. I want to know if there is a mastermind behind the scenes or other accomplices."
The interrogation was going on here, and on the other side, Old Man Yan’s confidants were calling several gray gangs in Bangkok.
But I found that the other party was polite and polite at first, but when I heard that it was about looking for someone, I immediately hung up the phone.
"Mr. Yan, something must have happened."
"What?" Old Man Yan, who was watching Tony and Xiao being beaten and forced by his men, looked back at his confidants in surprise.
"Several gray gang members who have good relations with us hung up the phone immediately when they heard they were looking for someone."
"How dare you not answer my call?" Old Yan stood up in disbelief and glared at his confidant, "How is this possible?"
In the entire Bangkok Chinatown, at least three floors of real estate belong to him, and Bangkok Chinatown is two kilometers long and spans three entire streets.
It is not only one of the most prosperous neighborhoods in Bangkok, but also the most prosperous street with the highest market value in Chinatown in Southeast Asia.
Not to mention that he also opened many gold shops, nightclubs and bars in Bangkok, and controlled thousands of taxis. Although his subordinates were all half-black and half-white, he did not lack people who were willing to work hard.
To put it bluntly, these people from the Gray Gang just live for money. Except for those who have their own armed forces and sell flour, he doesn't want to mess with them.
If anyone else offends him, just one word will prevent that powerful person from entering his property to make money.
But now these people really don't give him face. When old man Yan was angry, he immediately said to his confidants, "Hurry up and call and ask, what happened?"
The confidant nodded immediately. He actually thought that something big had happened, otherwise no one would offend the donor.
"Old boss, quickly turn on the TV."
When Old Man Yan saw that his confidant dared to talk to him like this, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.
He raised his cane and pointed at the TV, and someone quickly stepped forward and turned on the TV.
I saw a report on TV that in a manor on the outskirts of Bangkok, not only was smoke billowing, but there were at least a hundred corpses covered with white sheets in the open space of the manor.
Old Man Yan immediately remembered who the owner of this manor was, "Hell, this is Hong Wengang's manor."
Thinking of this, Old Man Yan immediately felt that Su Jianqiu and Hong Wengang looked a lot like each other. If they wore the same hair, they would look like the same person.
For a moment, Old Man Yan felt that this matter was related to Su Jianqiu, and that there might be some conspiracy waiting for him.
The crutch pointed at Su Jianqiu, who was still watching TV, and shouted, "Get out of here and go back to Hong Kong Island."
Su Jianqiu immediately understood that there was something unknown to him, and hurriedly explained, "This matter has nothing to do with me. I am so capable, so I don't need you to save my daughter."
Old Man Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this was indeed okay, but he still had a thought in his mind.
Even if this matter has nothing to do with Su Jianqiu, it definitely has something to do with him.
As for what the relationship is, he can't tell now.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and called the Bangkok police chief himself.
When he heard that what happened in Hong Wengang's manor was just the tip of the iceberg in the shootout last night, people of Old Man Yan's level began to sweat on their foreheads and tremble in their hearts.
In one night, at least ten one-sided killings took place in Bangkok. Four hundred people have been found dead.
The only thing that makes Mr. Yan feel at ease is that these dead people are all people related to the population.
In other words, someone is specifically cleaning up this kind of people, and it seems that the other party is so powerful that the Bangkok police chief doesn't want to cause trouble.
Because the boss told Mr. Yan that after today, the entire Bangkok will start a large-scale cleanup operation that will last for a whole month. If you don't want to get into trouble, just be quiet.
Su Jianqiu, who was planning to get Old Man Yan's help again, heard a report on TV that at least hundreds of people who had been secretly detained had been sent to special shelters, waiting for their families to claim them.
Su Jianqiu didn't care about Old Man Yan anymore. He pushed away the gangsters who were watching him and rushed out of the bar.
"Let him go".
Seeing that his subordinates were about to give chase, Mr. Yan hung up the phone and immediately stopped his subordinates, and then strictly ordered them to stay calm recently.
I was sitting on the sofa, silently wondering if it was time to go out and hide?
A veteran like him knows very well that no one can really clean up the darkness.
After these people are wiped out, there are many forces and people in Thailand who want to replace those dead people and continue to make such inhumane money.
After all, this is Thailand, a country where all transactions are legal.
Otherwise, Thailand would not be called a population transfer station. He knew that two to three million people were sent to Thailand every year and then transferred to other places.
Some tourists actually dare to leave the tour group and go to those special places alone to find excitement. They feel that they are looking for discomfort.
After this incident, Bangkok may become even more chaotic. After all, few people will abide by the rules when fighting for the chassis.
William, who was diving with Daddario in Koh Samui, came out of the water and held Daddario close to him, planning to have a swimming competition.
I felt a speedboat coming towards my yacht.
Daddario swam back to the yacht with the puzzled Daddario in his arms, smiled and patted her roundly behind her, "Go prepare some drinks, guests are coming."
Standing on the deck in the middle of the second floor of the yacht, William soon discovered that the person coming was actually Zhang Ziwei, whom he had not seen for many years.
Then he immediately thought of the words, I am Zha Zhahui.
Waving to the speedboat from a few dozen meters away, Zhazha Zhang immediately smiled and waved back a few times.
Shaking hands with Zhang Ziwei who walked up to the second deck, William smiled and said, "I thought the person coming would be from Thailand, but I didn't expect it to be you, an old friend."
Taking the wine glass handed over by Daddario, Zhazha Zhang said thank you, and after Daddario went to sunbathe on the front deck,
Then he smiled and said, "I learned the day before yesterday that something happened to Su Yongzhi, and her unreliable father actually came to Thailand alone to look for someone. I knew that things were in trouble.
I can only come to Bangkok to find my goddaughter."
Seeing that Zha Zhazhang was in a very relaxed mood, William smiled and said, "Have you found the person?"
Zhazha Zhang smiled and nodded, "You know, I was thrown into Thailand by two bastards, Ma Haotian and Su Jianqiu.
In the end, in order to survive, he had no choice but to stay on the Thai-Cambodian border with the Eight-faced Buddha for five years.
I still got to know a lot of people in those five years. Even if I returned to the police force, I still inevitably picked them up because of the mission.
In addition, a lot of money had been left in overseas banks during those five years, and this time I just used it to save my goddaughter."
William smiled and nodded. To be honest, he was a little envious of the relationship between Zhazha Zhang, Su Jianqiu, and the man named Ma Haotian. At the same time, he also knew that it was impossible for people like him to truly experience the brotherhood of life and death.
After all, he can't meet a friend who can live and die together, and he won't let himself face that kind of danger, so there is no way to talk about brotherhood.
Seeing that William didn't answer, Zhazha Zhang could only laugh awkwardly, take a sip of wine and then said, "Tell me a little story that someone told me?"
William knew in his heart that the topic was coming, so he smiled and took Zhazhang to the sofa area on the deck behind the yacht, and helped him cut a cigar, and the two smoked for a while.
Seeing that William didn't show any disgust or impatience, Zhazha Zhang said seriously, "The story tells that in ancient times, there were more than a dozen families living on a street.
In the beginning, although everyone's homes were big or small, there was not much difference in financial status.
Some families with smaller houses are even wealthier in terms of money and connections than the families with the largest houses.
But as time goes by, the family with the largest house has always adhered to the principle of harmony in the home and everything prospering."
"Okay, I get it," William interrupted Zhanzhang directly.
When he heard that more than a dozen families lived on the same street, they had big houses and small houses, and they had more money and less money, he almost understood it.
Other people's families quarrel and fight every day, which is actually a good thing for some people.
"On Sunday, let Craig and Natasha stop and let them handle other people's affairs themselves. Just deal with those who have Chen Qinfeng's ideas."
"Understood, sir, the order has been issued."
Hearing that William was willing to stop, Zhazha Zhang felt relieved.
Eight years ago, he was already very afraid of William, the big boss who almost didn't let him go, let alone William today. If he didn't want to stop, probably no one could stop him.
After all, secret killings, if no evidence can be found, will not threaten William.
Not to mention that all the people he touched were those who deserved to die ten thousand times. If the media really broke the news, the people might actually support him and even welcome him.
After the serious talk was over, Zhazha Zhang hesitated for a moment and then whispered, "Can you do me a favor?"
William grinned. He hadn't heard anyone directly ask him for help in a few years. "Just tell me."
Zhazha Zhang put down his wine glass and said with a gloomy look, "The people who helped me rescue Yongzhi told me that after they caught the person who kidnapped her and questioned them,
I learned that Yongzhi would come to Bangkok because someone checked her information on Hong Kong Island.
The data shows that she has the same blood type as the first person in a certain city in Thailand, and the human leukocyte antigen is also consistent, so there will be no rejection."
William was stunned for a moment, then said, "Heart?"
Zhazha Zhang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that what he said was unclear, but William immediately thought of the reason.
It seems that the information says that William is a real super genius. Not only is this not true at all, but it is also seriously underestimated.
The disciplines involved are definitely not only mechanical, artificial intelligence and biology, but now it seems that there is even some research in medicine.
"When I found the connections to save Yongzhi, she was on her way to her last journey. As long as she was three hours late, she would be gone and there wouldn't even be a trace of her existence.
Everything that belongs to her will be sold, so,".
"Okay, let's just kill someone, but is this really okay for you?" William grinned, "While telling me it's time to stop, you begged me to help you avenge your goddaughter, so you won't be afraid of being blamed by your superiors.
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Zhazha Zhang smiled softly, "Hey, I am a person who has lived in darkness for five years. I adhere to the principle of repaying kindness and never staying overnight if I have hatred."
William laughed along. The reason why it was so big this time was entirely because Craig and Natasha told him respectively that he should be sent to hell eight years ago.
That guy named Hong Wengang actually lived for eight more years. Depending on the situation, he could live even longer.
And it was precisely because of him that Chen Qinfeng encountered the scene where he was plotted against at the airport.
Showing his white teeth, he said, "Then do you prefer that the mastermind and accomplices all die, or do you just deal with them?"
Zhazha Zhang said without any hesitation, "Of course it's a member of the whole family."