"How to deal with this guy?" Li Ying kicked the short winter melon, who was in a state of embarrassment and had blood-red eyes.
Touching his chin, Wang Yaozu didn't think much about it for a while.
There were two choices before him. First, get the person back to Hong Kong Island, bring him back generously, and try him how he should be tried, and how he should be sentenced.
As for whether this guy will talk nonsense when he goes back, saying that he has a private army, kills people randomly, etc., Wang Yaozu doesn't think so.
After all, matters at the Thai-Cambodian border have nothing to do with the laws of Hong Kong Island. He certainly has no control over him. It is also a matter for Thailand and Cambodia to arrest him, provided that the other party is really willing to do this for a drug lord.
Totally unnecessary.
The advantage of doing this is that you gain a reputation as someone who will retaliate against you, which intimidate your subordinates and improve their morale, but nothing else.
The second way to deal with it is to learn about it directly here.
The good thing is, you get your money back!
In recent years, the Eight-faced Buddha has created such a big scene. Although it has incurred a lot of expenses, it is impossible without money.
It just offsets the cost of this trip. Rockets also have a cost. They were purchased from the United States at a high price. The price is really not low.
And there are only rockets, Hellfire missiles, they won’t sell them alive, and they won’t give them high prices...
That thing can penetrate 1400mm of homogeneous armor with one shot, and its power is really terrifying.
"Tell me, do I need to prove anything?" Wang Yaozu tilted his head and looked at Li Ying.
"Proof? What proof?" Li Ying was stunned, not understanding what Wang Yaozu was asking.
"Forget it, it's nothing." Wang Yaozu waved his hands, suddenly feeling a little uninterested, just like the fatigue he felt after just launching, and his whole person looked very 'holy'.
However, it was true that the launch had just been completed, and a lot of shots were fired, covering a radius of several kilometers, and the firepower was extremely fierce.
"Let's interrogate him, get all his money out of this guy, and then send him on his way." With a wave of his hand, Wang Yaozu turned around and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, knelt down in front of Han Chen, and patted him.
He patted this guy's face and said, "Let me tell you something. Your wife Mary is not dead. She was saved by Liu Jianming."
"Well!" Han Chen suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Wang Yaozu and asked, "What do you mean?"
"It means Liu Jianming is obsessed with Mary. It was Liu Jianming who killed Ni Kun. For the sake of sister Mary in his heart, he took Mary after you disappeared... so what? Well, just think of it as a hidden beauty in the golden house.
, anyway, the meaning is the same, so you don’t have to worry about whether your wife is doing well."
"At least, now I am definitely better than the one who was with you, and my identity has been cleared."
"What the hell..." Before he could even curse him, Wang Yaozu grabbed Han Chen's chin, gave it a hard squeeze, and removed it with a click. He didn't have any special hobbies and didn't like to be scolded.
"Okay, I just want to see how pitiful you are. I'll inform you before I die so that you can die in peace." After saying that, Wang Yaozu stood up, clapped his hands and turned to leave. A faint voice came, "You're welcome."
It was an hour after the helicopter took off again and disappeared. The entire camp was billowing with thick smoke, and many attics were still burning. The nearby poppy-growing farmers who were controlled by Han Chen gathered around with trembling and excitement.
, Wang Yaozu had no intention of raiding this dilapidated camp, but it was undoubtedly a treasure land for the farmers living here.
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It was already a day later when we returned to the city. As for the helicopter, after refueling, it flew at an ultra-low altitude along the border and returned to the sea.
The Thunderbolt is almost completely useless against low-altitude targets, and there is no need to worry about the troops on the border between the two countries. It’s not that they look down on them. It’s hard to even target drug criminals, let alone Wang Yaozu’s gang. It’s okay to say that it’s like entering an uninhabited land.
question.
After a day of rest and washing away the fatigue, the group became lively again. All that was left was to cause trouble with the Thai police.
Wang Yaozu will never forget this, and it is also an important reason why he finally chose to deal with Han Chen directly.
The police here are indeed nothing. If they pick them out one by one and shoot them, no one will be found unjust. There is nothing to say about the Hong Kong police falling into the hands of drug criminals, but being betrayed by one of their own people is absolutely unacceptable.
"Brother Yao, I have arranged for the person you are looking for." At noon, A Lang hurried to the door, and this was the first thing he said after entering.
"Oh, who is it? How did you arrange it?" Wang Yaozu pointed to the sofa next to him and asked A Lang to sit down.
After sitting down and drinking a large glass of coconut juice, Alang said: "A consumptive ghost used to work in a black factory in the village, making methamphetamine. After working for several years, his lungs were completely damaged. At home,
He is poor, cannot afford medical treatment, and has a wife and a lot of children. This guy can be considered successful here, but there is nothing he can do about it. The living conditions are like this, unlucky."
"He agreed on his own?"
"Yes, I agreed. I want cash, 500,000 Hong Kong dollars. I want to die quickly and I can also give some money to my family. I want to send my family to a big city. It's my wish."
"Give him 1 million to leave peacefully. We are not short of money." Wang Yaozu doubled the amount. It was not a sign of sympathy, definitely not, it was just to make people feel at ease.
There are too many things like this, and I can't handle them. If I see them too much, my heart becomes cold, but since I have used them, so be it.
"Okay, I'll thank Brother Yao on behalf of his family." Alang nodded and stood up, "Then I'll make arrangements."
When helping Wang Yaozu to do things, Alang always did it himself, so the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
"What's the rush? Let's get over it. We'll have dinner here later, and we haven't had a drink together for a long time." Wang Yaozu greeted, "It's been four or five days!"
"Haha, okay, then tomorrow." A Lang responded with a smile.
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The building of the police station is gray, and the sign at the door is a bit shabby. There are no security guards standing guard at the big car. There are many people coming and going, and everyone is talking and laughing, and they look happy.
A thin man stood at the door of the police station. His eyes were sunken, his skin was dark yellow and there were gray patches on it. When his chest rose and fell, he could hear a tingling sound, as if there was something in his lungs.
Wearing something.
He raised his head and looked at the sign. An abnormal blush flashed across the skinny man's face. His hand holding the broken suitcase tightened, his bones turned white, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. His heartbeat began to accelerate unnaturally.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling it heavily, the man lowered his head and walked towards the police station.
No one paid attention to him on the road. Such people are so common in Thailand. No one cares whether he is a tuber or a drug addict.
Stepping into the lobby on the first floor of the police station, the man stopped and looked around, staring at a uniformed person who said, "I want to report a crime!"