Three hundred and eighty-two chapters soldiers and thieves are not at odds
"That's right, the whole family." William looked at Zhang Ziwei who was staring at him with a smile, "My son-in-law is also considered a family member. Have you really obtained a marriage certificate with Wei Menina?"
"No." Zhang Ziwei shook his head when William stared at him maliciously, "That damn place controlled by the Eight-faced Buddha has an official marriage certificate. It's just serving wine according to custom."
"Haha, I don't want to die now. Someone just vowed to me, man, when you kill the Eight-faced Buddha, kill me too."
William smiled, and the sense of danger like being stared at by a ferocious beast disappeared. Zhang Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief, "Fuck you, I don't want to die now. Didn't I tell you? The worst I can do is go back to Hong Kong and go to jail. My previous identity
But as a police officer, if you make a mistake while undercover, even if you are guilty, you will be punished."
"Ha, man, I can see that you have never been an undercover agent. The regulations are very clear. The prerequisite for a reduced sentence or exemption is the consent of your boss, and it does not cause any harm. You acted privately or committed a felony. The judge will not care whether you are a criminal or not.
Police, and do you still have a boss now?"
These words made Zhang Ziwei silent. He still had some conscience in his heart and wanted to kill the Eight-faced Buddha. In addition to avenging his brothers, in the final analysis, it was because he believed that he was still a policeman and soldiers and thieves were not compatible. And as long as he was really killed or arrested,
Eight-faced Buddha, then his identity as an undercover agent can be explained, but if he doesn't admit that he is an undercover agent, it will only take a few words.
"Don't think that c1a will help you prove it. If you kill the Eight-faced Buddha or capture him, c1a will probably be the most unhappy. I have personally seen a c1a person cooperate with Duxiao on the island of Bilena in South America.
Regarding flour, you should know where it is to the north of here."
"Damn it," Zhang Ziwei said in confusion, "Is there no other way or are you really going to kill me?"
"Who knows, man, I kind of like you now. If you are willing to go back to jail, maybe I will help you with the commutation of your sentence." William shrugged, "If you kill bad guys, I will pretend you can't see them. Maybe
I will also clap my hands and applaud you, because I am good at doing this.
"You can read, trafficking in women and children, slaughtering living people as pigs, and buying and selling organs are the most unacceptable things to me. I will kill every one I see. If I let you go, I would be sorry for those whose families were ruined because of flour."
After struggling for a long time, Zhang Ziwei said helplessly, "Forget it, let's kill the Eight-faced Buddha first. It's better to be in jail than to be killed by you. And maybe the Eight-faced Buddha will kill me before I can take my revenge. Guy, do me a favor."
"You say," William nodded. If he could go back and accept Xing, it would be none of William's business. It would be Hong Kong's business.
"A batch of goods of the Eight-faced Buddha will arrive in Hong Kong tonight, which is very popular. I contacted a gangster named Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui and asked him to grab this batch of goods. At the same time, I would kill the eldest son of the Eight-faced Buddha who was buying the goods. As long as the Eight-faced Buddha
If the Buddha's eldest son dies, the Eight-faced Buddha will definitely send someone to take revenge, and will go to see his son off in the first seven hours, but I'm worried that Duan Kun doesn't have the ability to kill the Eight-faced Buddha's eldest son."
"No problem, I will ask someone to follow up on this matter," William thought for a while and said, "How about after Duan Kun kills the eldest son of the Eight-faced Buddha, I will arrange for someone to escort him to Vietnam or the Philippines, as long as he is not in
As long as Hong Kong is very Hong Kong, don’t ask me why.”
"It's useless. As long as Duan Kun takes action, it doesn't matter whether he dies or not. The key is to lead the Eight-faced Buddha out of the Thai-Cambodian border. According to custom, the Eight-faced Buddha will definitely send his son off. This is the only way to make the Eight-faced Buddha show up.
If you have any scruples, then don’t interfere in Hong Kong’s affairs.”
After Zhang Ziwei got up and wanted to leave, William smiled and said, "Don't you want to know about your mother?"
Zhang Ziwei knew what William meant by what he said. He was threatening his mother, "Don't worry, since I started planning, there is no possibility of reconciliation between me and the Eight-faced Buddha. Either I will die or his whole family will die. I will not take advantage of it."
My mother’s life is a joke.”
"However," Zhang Ziwei stared at William and said, "If there is no problem on my side, but because of you causing my mother to have an accident, I promise that no matter how much energy you have, I will only do one thing for the rest of my life.
That means killing you."
"Haha, very good. It seems that I have to send your mother to a safer place first to avoid multiple enemies for no reason. Come on, man, help take a video so that she won't believe your mother when my people come looking for her."
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Upon hearing about the video being taken to show to his mother, Zhang Ziwei said excitedly, "How do I look now?"
"Okay, stop being so long and hurry up."
After taking the video with his mobile phone and watching Zhang Ziwei leave, William said to Sunday, "The meeting between Zhang Ziwei and I was not captured by the surveillance cameras of the Grand Palace."
"Don't worry, sir, the video has been modified by me. I guarantee there will be no flaws."
"That's good. Why can't you find any trace of the Eight-faced Buddha after searching for so long?" William walked out of the Temple of the Emerald Buddha pretending to be a tourist.
"Sorry, sir, any place without internet is a no-go area for me."
"Hey, it seems that it is really difficult to kill the Eight-faced Buddha in three days. I hope that guy Chen Feng won't call me these days." After walking out of the Grand Palace, William, who was unwilling to give up, got on his motorcycle and followed the map given by Zhang Ziwei.
Go wherever the Eight-faced Buddha may be.
After arriving at the destination, he released more than a dozen finger-sized Black Frontier drones. It took him five or six hours to search for seven or eight strongholds without finding any trace of the Eight-faced Buddha. "Fk, where is this old bastard hiding?"
Hey, don’t you have any clues about hacking into Thailand’s special system?”
"Sorry, sir, there are very few clues. There is no record of traces of the Eight-faced Buddha."
"Nm, do you really want me to go to Spiceport?"
After careful calculation for a long time, it was okay to go, but William didn't want to do it himself. Once he did something in Spice Harbor, and the Chinese government found out about it, they might label him as persona non grata, an antique, a fan of the team's development, and his own company in the future.
The sales of our products in China will be affected, and since this is the case, the same goes for killing someone with a knife.
"Hell, notify the death squads to gather in Tsim Sha Tsui to monitor Duan Kun. They are not allowed to act without my order. We will rush to make three sets of suits with level 4 bulletproof resistance."
"Sir, what are the sizes of these three suits?"
"Zhang Ziwei, Su Jianqiu and Ma Haotian, Su Jianqiu and Ma Haotian are Zhang Ziwei's former colleagues. Their information will not be difficult for you, right?"
"Understood, sir, the data is obtained, and the bulletproof suit is expected to be completed in one hour."
"Well, help me book a ticket to Spiceport. Can you handle the identity issue?" William asked.
"No problem, sir, you go back to the castle to get the certificate, and leave the rest to me."
"Yeah", William opened the portal back to the castle to get his documents, return to Thailand, and get on the private plane to Spice Harbor.
At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night in Spice Port, on the sea more than ten kilometers away from the land in Spice Port, two fishing boats used flashlights to signal each other. After the signals were matched, the two fishing boats came close to each other.