Hong Kong Compilation begins with a serious case of anger

Chapter 207 203, Wild Fairy Tale [1]

"You bunch of trash, you've lost all your face~"

In the police station in Bangkok, a large group of people in police uniforms are having a meeting, and at the top is the city's biggest gang leader, the Chief of Police in Bangkok.

"Listen, if I can't catch the murderer, I will definitely step down, but before I step down, I will definitely let you pack up and leave. I can still do this. I will give you two more days. If you can't catch the murderer, You all hand in your resignation letters by yourself~"

"Yes--"

"I keep a close eye on all the smuggled boats, whether they are going to Guinea, Laos, Myanmar, or Cambodia. They must be watched to death. The murderer must not be allowed to escape. This is related to the face of our Bangkok police~"

The director yelled until the veins on his forehead burst out, there was no other reason, the pressure was too great, a candidate died, no, or the mayor, because the councilors had a great advantage in the election, if it wasn't for the sudden physical The disease has already suppressed another faction to be elected as the mayor.

But now, the 'mayor' is dead. He was first kidnapped in his own home, and then one night later, a monk from a temple came to call the police and found him hanged in front of the Buddha statue in the temple. It's the line written in blood, to steal the hearts of others, damn——

And the congressman just finished the heart transplant operation. In addition, two corpses were found in his home, one belonged to his secretary, and the other belonged to a policeman from Hong Kong Island. The cause of death of the latter was clear at a glance. ——

Whether the congressman's heart was taken by murdering other people's life is meaningless. Everyone is dead. Pursuing accountability will only embarrass Thailand.

Now on Hong Kong Island, they are asked to give them an explanation why a Chinese policeman committed suicide in their MP's home.

They can ignore Hong Kong Island, an island that parents don’t care about, but the mainland can’t. The Hong Kong Island has used its connections to ask the mainland embassy to find out the truth about this matter.

All kinds of news are flying all over the sky. He managed to suppress the news that the congressman had taken someone's heart away, but his superiors asked him to catch the murderer.

No matter how wrong this congressman is, no matter how damned he is, he is still a 'mayor'. They can only kill themselves. It is a disgrace to be killed by others in the temple. If the murderer cannot be caught, what will be the face of Bangkok?
Although Thailand is a small country, Bangkok is the capital. As the saying goes, even a bad ship has three nails. In less than a day, some elite agents directly discovered Liu Jizu. The person who escaped from the police station a few days ago was the most Possibly the murderer.

Then, based on the handwriting left at the scene and comparing it with Liu Jizu's signature before boarding the plane, those elite detectives judged that it might be him. Although this evidence is not very sufficient, it is enough. What they need is a legal identity, which makes sense The murderer of the reason just gave an explanation to the one above.

So the Bangkok police set up a net to check the smugglers at the major piers in Bangkok, and added several teams of special police patrols at the airport, but Mao didn't find a single one.

"Could it be that our thinking is wrong?"

One of the police officers, who obviously has solved many cases and has rich experience, said, "I haven't been able to find the other party. Obviously there are only two possibilities. One is that he has acquaintances in the local area and is hiding in Bangkok, and the other is that he Instead of fleeing to the docks and airports, they fled into the interior—"

Bangkok is located near the sea, so the first thing they thought of was that the wanted criminal might sneak away from the sea, and they never thought that the other party would go to the interior of Thailand——

The fat and fat chief was furious, "Then why don't you go find it? All the roads, everyone carefully compares them with photos, and absolutely won't let him escape."

At this time, a police officer with sly eyebrows asked a question cautiously, "Director, uh, can I ask a question?"

"Speak~"

"Since we want to catch him, why didn't we do it secretly in the first place? It was announced on TV early, and now he will naturally hide or run away when he sees it."

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Can he say that he didn't think so much?

Of course, it is easier to arrest him secretly. He was pressured by his superiors. As soon as he found out that Liu Jizu might be the murderer who killed the congressman, he immediately claimed the credit and put it on the news. He didn't think so much.

"Director, Chief, I found that person. He was running towards the suburbs, driving a motorcycle~" A police officer hurried over to report.

"Trash, you all found him, so why did he run away?" The director immediately became furious, and if he couldn't catch him, he would lose his hat.

"He was driving on a small road in the countryside, and the car couldn't catch up~" The policeman responded aggrievedly——

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Bah!
One shot of the M500 pierced a hole in the chasing car, a big hole was blown in the front of the car, and the engine was turned off immediately, and the plainclothes above did not dare to pursue because of Liu Jizu's fierce firepower.

"Boss, are we not going after him? That guy is a wanted criminal, he caught the one who was promoted to the third rank—"

"Chasing ass, didn't you see the other party's gun, one shot paralyzed our car, you go after it, life is more important than being an official?"

The two plainclothes pursuers were all holding . 500 small pistols. Of course it was enough for ordinary people without weapons, but Liu Jizu picked up an M[-] and blasted their car with a single shot. They dared not chase them even though they were so powerful. , Just kidding, a car shot a big hole, can't stop the opponent's bullets, ghosts are not afraid.

"Walking on a country road."

Liu Jizu was humming a song. Motorcycles are his old profession. He escaped from Bangkok smoothly in his car, avoided the encirclement, and then drove in the direction of the Golden Triangle.

He planned to go through there, then reach the border of Yunnan, and return to Hong Kong Island from the mainland. As a man of high art, he was bold and naturally he was not afraid of anything, not to mention he was carrying a weapon.

Even if he encounters a guerrilla, he is sure to survive, because the guerrilla is incomparable with the regular army. If it is a regular army, he will naturally hide as far away as possible~
To Liu Jizu's surprise, before leaving, Kuntai handed over the 1 U.S. dollars that Li Zhongzhi gave him to Liu Jizu. The reason was that in northern Myanmar, the baht was not as good as the U.S. dollar. Goods, he will definitely need to buy some supplies from the villagers on this trip, and it would be better to bring some US dollars.

Liu Jizu asked him with a smile, [-] U.S. dollars is a lot in Thai baht, why is he so generous all of a sudden.

Kuntai expressed carelessly, since Liu Jizu called him Brother Tai, he naturally couldn't be stingy to his brother, not to mention the check for 100 million Hong Kong dollars——

. . . . .

I'm afraid that 100 million Hong Kong dollars is the reason why Xiao Kunkun is so generous.

After blessing Kuntai to become the chief of the bureau as soon as possible, Liu Jizu set off. On the way, he met two plainclothes people who didn't know how to live or die, and the scene just now happened.

"Come on, fill up the tank~"

"@@#%*&!."

The trouble of not knowing Thai is just like that. Chickens talk to ducks, but fortunately there are internationally accepted gestures. Liu Jizu pointed to the fuel tank of the motorcycle to the old man, and he immediately understood it.

This is a gas station in a Thai village. It is said to be a gas station, but in fact it is just private oil produced by the owner of the grocery store at the entrance of the village. The advantage of these gas stations set up by the farmers in the countryside is that the oil will not leak water. Of course, the disadvantage is that Expensive, at least half the price of a normal gas station.

Seeing that Liu Jizu couldn't speak Thai, the boss's eyes lit up, and he offered twice the price. Fearing that Liu Jizu wouldn't understand, he took a cardboard and wrote Arabic numerals on it.

Liu Jizu nodded, agreed, and asked the other party if he knew English.

"@￥#%!..."【Oh, I don't understand English】The old man explained.

"Okay, I got it, just fill up the gas~" Liu Jizu waved his hand, the car stopped and smoked a cigarette.

The old man smiled and went inside to get oil, hummed a song and whispered to his wife that a fat sheep came outside, a foreigner, who could not speak Thai.

"Old man, look at this." The old woman carefully looked at Liu Jizu outside, and then took out a newspaper.
Impressively printed on it was Liu Jizu's profile picture. He was wanted by the police and even appeared in the newspaper.

The old man's eyes lit up because the amount of the reward was written on it. After seeing the amount on it, the old man's eyes couldn't help showing a hint of greed.

Then he discussed something with his old lady in a low voice.
After a while, the old man took a plastic bucket and a loophole to go outside to cheer for Liu Jizu. When he looked at Liu Jizu's motorcycle, his eyes showed a hint of greed.

"@￥@￥%..."【Hello, 200 baht~】

Liu Jizu couldn't understand, and didn't know what the exchange rate was, so he took out a dollar and handed it to the old man. After seeing it, the old man's eyes became more greedy.

Click!

"@#@%..." [Don't move, raise your hand~]

When the old man took Liu Jizu's money, he quietly went around to the proprietress behind Liu Jizu, holding a shotgun in his hand, pointing at Liu Jizu.

This time, there is no need for translation or guessing. Anyway, anyone who points a gun at someone knows that it is either for money or death.

Liu Jizu smiled, "At first, I planned to refuel and leave. Who knew that I met a black shop, did you know Wu Song? It's a pity that you are not Erniang Sun—"

When he finished speaking the last word, Liu Jizu dodged suddenly, hid behind the old man, grabbed him and blocked him in front of him. The proprietress was not a professional after all, and she didn't even have time to fire a gun when Liu Jizu finished.

Bah!
Bah!
One shot into the soul, the proprietress was directly sent to meet the Buddha by Liu Jizu, and her shotgun fired when she was hit in the head, but unfortunately the bullet flew to nowhere.

"!@#￥%..." The old man looked at his old woman's tragic death, and couldn't help but feel grief and indignation, and looked at Liu Jizu with hatred.

Bah!
The second shot hit the old man's head and sent him to a family reunion without pain.

Liu Jizu blew the gunpowder smoke, and said lightly, "Let you both die in the same year, the same month, and the same day, so that you can continue to be husband and wife in the next life, no thanks."

Then I went into the grocery store, took out a box of plastic barrels as spare oil, tied them on the back of the motorcycle, and then pulled the couple to the store, put the flammable materials away, lit the fire with US dollars, and then lit the fire. smoke~
"As a person, I don't like to eat Bawang's meal, so it's the same if you come on, this one hundred dollars, please keep it~"

Then throw the burning dollar back, real men never look back at the explosion——

boom--

The flames started to burn instantly, and soon wrapped the convenience store at the entrance of the village in flames, and the greedy boss also met the Buddha with his greed.

After dealing with this greedy boss, Liu Jizu went on the road again, but he was reminded just now that he is a wanted criminal right now, and he needs to make some small disguises.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in the grocery store, and there are the most groceries. Liu Jizu took a hat and a razor, changed his hairstyle halfway, and then put on sunglasses. I also deliberately made it gray, and after a few days, I became another person.

After all, newspapers and TVs don't have high-definition photos, and no one is sure about wearing a little makeup.

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Three days later, Liu Jizu successfully arrived at the so-called Golden Triangle, which is the junction of the Three Kingdoms, the flour paradise of this era——

But to my surprise, the people here are very well behaved, and there is no unremarkable person who robbed Liu Jizu along the way. Of course, it may be because he is carrying a gun.

"@@#￥%..."

Liu Jizu walked into a noodle restaurant that seemed to be quite popular, and was about to eat. He took out a small amount of US dollars and spoke a few English words with the boss, signaling him to get something delicious. of.

"OK, OK——" Surprisingly, the boss knew a little English.

"Boss, I can't tell, why do you do business here?" Liu Jizu asked curiously.

"Hehe, I can't help it. The locals are here to make a living~" Then the boss began to explain that because of the chaos in this place, naturally no foreign businessmen invested in building factories.

As a result, many products here cannot be produced by themselves, and they can only rely on foreign sources or imports, even for clothes. Since they cannot be produced by themselves, they are of course expensive.

Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are indispensable to the common people, not to mention the food here. Except for flour, even salt can only rely on trade, and it is impossible for people to eat three meals without salt.

Once the profit of the product reaches [-]%, some people will come to do business at the risk of death, so gradually more and more people come and go, and the boss also set up a noodle shop by the side of the road. After all, even businessmen need basic necessities of life.

The boss can not only speak Thai, but also a little bit of Burmese and English, and even some Mandarin
Liu Jizu asked curiously, "Boss, aren't you afraid?"

The boss brought up the noodles, waved his hands and said indifferently, "It's good to get used to it, hang around here, the first thing is, don't panic, and hide your head when you see someone shooting, and just leave when they finish fighting. "

"When you're here, the first thing you need to do is to learn how to look at people. For example, little brother, I know you are extraordinary when I see you~"

Liu Jizu smiled, "How do you know that I am skilled?"

The boss pointed to his eyes, "I will never be wrong if you dare to ride a motorcycle alone in the Golden Triangle. You are either a mercenary or an expert."

At this time, two more people came in, a man and a woman, and shouted in English to ask the boss to bring two bowls of noodles
"Okay, I'll be here soon~" The boss responded, and said to Liu Jizu apologetically, "I'll be busy with the guests first, you can do whatever you want."

Liu Jizu smiled and nodded——

He bowed his head and was about to eat, but the familiar Cantonese came from his ears, which made Liu Jizu look up curiously. It was the man and woman just now, and they were talking in Cantonese.

After seeing that woman, Liu Jizu was taken aback for a moment, isn't this so-and-so, that 'disaster for the country and the people'?

To be able to meet beautiful women in such a place, could it be that good people are rewarded according to the legend?
　Don't blame the author Shui, this is a movie I wanted to add a long time ago.

　　
　
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