Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

Chapter 298 ended abruptly!

"Who are you?"

The patrol captain looked at the mysterious team in full armor in front of him, swallowed, and asked with a trembling voice.

There are not many people in this team, only about ten. Judging from the number of people alone, there are still fewer than the patrol officers under his command.

But they have no problem bullying the native blacks, but compared with these professionals, they are not even a little bit inferior.

What's more, compared with other people's weapons, the weapons in their hands are no different from fire sticks.

The patrol captain was a man with a keen eye. He could tell at a glance that the equipment these people were wearing and the weapons they were holding were all made in China. He knew without a doubt that these people's origins were very unusual.

"We are from IPS Security Company. We are here specifically to perform the escort mission. We hope you will cooperate!" A burly man with a mask walked out of the team and responded.

This mysterious team was none other than the intelligence team sent by Raymond before. The person who spoke was the team leader, Pigeon!

"IPS?" Upon hearing this name, the inspectors present gasped and their feet began to tremble involuntarily.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree!

The name of IPS is a golden sign in Africa. Who wouldn’t be scared when seeing it?

These patrol team members never imagined that they just came out to stand guard and collect some free money, but they would encounter a walking "plague god"!
The patrol captain tried to calm himself down, put on a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Captain, excuse me, who are you tasked with protecting this time?"

Although he had some guesses in his mind, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. What if it was different from his goal?

But the next second, the pigeon's words shattered the patrol captain's expectations.

"Here~ that's the plantation you saw!"

The pigeon tilted its body sideways and raised its head towards the harvest plantation not far behind it.

“Pah~da~dong!”

Upon hearing this, all the inspectors threw the "fire sticks" in their hands directly to the ground, and walked to the side very consciously, squatted on the ground in a row, and put their hands on their heads.

Just surrender!

This level of self-awareness truly stunned the entire intelligence team. They never expected that these inspectors had such little courage.

The patrol captain was stunned when he saw his soldiers surrendering their weapons. Not only were they weak in combat, but they also surrendered so quickly. What should he do?

He came to the prairie with a mission this time, which was to rob the plantation.

Gritting his teeth, the patrol captain wanted to struggle a little more and wanted to ask if there was any room for maneuver. After all, the people who had taken a fancy to this plantation had promised him a lot of benefits.

As long as he does things well, promotion and salary increase are not a dream, but if he gives up just like that, he would feel a little unwilling.

I was thinking about trying again and was about to open my mouth when the pigeon raised its hand to interrupt me.

"You don't have to say anything to us. Just give up on this idea."

"You should know that the head of the company personally informed the heads of the surrounding areas about this plantation, but he never expected that small fry like you would come out and cause trouble!"

"Alright, go back to where you came from. If you don't leave, I'll have your Lixinga patrol chief call you personally to explain!"

As Pigeon spoke, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned out the chief inspector's phone number, and handed it to the patrol captain.

"Inspector General?"

When the patrol captain saw the phone number on the phone, his eyes widened. The chief was a big shot who was out of his reach.

Even the person who was sent this time could only speak with his head down in front of the director.

He had no doubts about the phone that Pigeon showed him. After all, people from IPS would not resort to such petty tricks. It would bring shame to the company.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and looked at his men squatting on the ground. He kicked the team member closest to him in annoyance and shouted, "Why are you still squatting here? Pack up and leave!"

The team members squatting on the ground immediately picked up their weapons, stood aside with their heads down, not daring to look at the members of the intelligence team, for fear that they would see something they shouldn't see and endanger their lives.

The patrol officer turned around quickly, bent over and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, we'll leave right away!"

He had only taken a few steps when an idea flashed through his mind. He immediately stopped, turned around and ran back towards the pigeon.

The intelligence team, who were about to put away their weapons, saw the patrol captain's posture and thought they were going to resist, so they immediately opened the safety of their weapons and aimed directly at the patrol captain who was running over.

Seeing this, Dove raised his right hand and waved it gently, signaling the team members not to be so nervous. He could see that the patrol captain seemed to have something to say to him.

"Anything else?" Pigeon asked with a raised eyebrow.

The patrol captain rubbed his hands nervously, looked at the pigeon with some trepidation and said, "My dear brother, let me ask you a question. If I find a mob about to attack the plantation, do you think I, as the patrol captain, should stop the mob?"

After saying that, the patrol captain looked at the pigeon nervously, wanting to see how the pigeon would react.

Of course, he couldn't see the pigeons' expressions. After all, they were wearing masks, so he couldn't tell anything.

"Huh?" There was a flash of surprise in Dove's eyes. He had never thought that...this patrol captain was such a wonderful person.

As inspectors, they certainly have the obligation to protect the investors' properties, whether in name or in other aspects. Sihe is indeed as he said, they are the best candidates to come forward!
Of course, Pigeon also understood the purpose of his doing so. He just wanted to curry favor with them and get on their good side. After all, he had said before that he could call the Chief Patrol Officer of Lixinga at any time.

As long as he can mention this patrol captain in front of their chief patrol officer, his future career can be said to be smooth sailing.

"You are a smart person. I won't say more. As long as you do this well, you will get the benefits, but..."

The pigeon's eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the patrol captain, and said with a hint of coldness in his voice:

“If anything unexpected happens on the plantation, you and your family will regret coming into this world.”

"If you regret it now, it's not too late!"

The patrol captain shuddered all over and broke out in a cold sweat on his back, but when he thought that this was a good opportunity for him to make a big move, he fixed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and nodded his head heavily.

Looking back at the dozen men behind him, he said loudly: "When a man dies, the birds fly back to the sky. When he is not dead, he will live forever! Brothers, let's fight. Whether we can enjoy the good life in the future depends on our performance!"

"Fuck!" The patrol team members also echoed loudly. They had heard the previous conversation and naturally understood that this was also a rare opportunity for them.

We all understand that if we miss it this time, there may never be a next time!

"Brothers, follow me!"

The patrol captain waved his hand, and more than a dozen people ran towards the plantation with weapons in hand. They were much more active than the previous time!
After watching the patrolmen walk away, the intelligence team members walked up to the pigeon and asked, "Boss, will this cause any trouble?"

The pigeon shook his head slightly, "Don't worry, as long as the patrol captain is smart, nothing will happen!"

He also had his own plans. Their intelligence team could be said to be an elite group within the IPS. It was impossible for them to stay in such a poor place as Mozambique forever.

Properly supporting a local puppet can also, to some extent, take care of the development of the plantation.

The plantation is about a hundred meters in front of the gate!
At this time, Lumumba had gathered everyone together. Looking at the closed gate, the guards standing on the wall, and the automatic weapons in their hands, he felt inexplicably nervous.

If the guards really opened fire, they didn't know how many bullets they could withstand.

But when he thought of the patrol captain from the city, the nervousness in his heart disappeared instantly.

"Gulu~"

A sound of sobbing came from the throat, bringing Lumumba back to his senses.

Following the voice, I looked back and saw the two village chiefs and the leading captains following behind him, all with fear in their eyes.

After all, there were dozens of automatic weapons aimed at them, so it would be a lie to say they were not afraid.

"What are you afraid of? Don't forget that we have patrol officers behind us. If they dare to shoot, the patrol officers will definitely arrest them!"

"Brothers, as long as we break through this gate, the food inside will belong to us. Follow me if you want to have a full meal!" Lumumba raised the spear in his hand and loudly encouraged the morale of the blacks.

As soon as the words fell, the crowd of black people all rushed towards the gate of the plantation. Lumumba, as the leader, was no exception, but he did not rush forward all the time.

After taking a few symbolic steps forward, he gradually slowed down. The old blacks, who had been dazzled by the countless food, directly surpassed him.

Of course, he was not the only smart one. The other two village chiefs also tried their best at the beginning, but when they found that Lumumba was gradually falling behind the crowd, they also slowed down.

Those who can become village chiefs are not fools. They naturally know that rushing to the front is definitely dangerous. How could they put themselves in danger?

"Da~da~da~"

The fastest black men had just run about ten meters away from the gate when a burst of gunfire rang out. The black men immediately stopped and looked at the bullet holes not far from their feet. They were suddenly stunned.

But the black men following behind didn't react in time and directly bumped into the people in front, and dozens of people fell down immediately.

All of a sudden, all kinds of wailing sounds were heard, and Chen Fan and the guards on the wall were stunned.

Everyone knows that Lao Hei is a bit stupid, but I didn't expect him to make such a joke.

However, Chen Fan and his companions were not happy for long, as they discovered that the large group behind them bypassed the fallen crowd and rushed towards the gate again.

Seeing this, Chen Fan's face immediately darkened.

The shooting just now was Chen Fan's warning to the black men outside, but he didn't expect that it did not cause panic among them. Instead, it made some of the black men behind him even more rampant.

"Huh~ Do you really think I don't dare to shoot?" Chen Fan snorted, then turned around and said, "Just rush to the door and shoot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door made several loud bangs. Chen Fan looked down and found that several black men were banging on the door violently.

Without even thinking, Chen Fan raised his weapon and shot towards the gate.

"Da da da~ da da da~"

Chen Fan emptied the magazine with a few short shots, and the captains beside him also pulled the trigger upon seeing this.

A burst of gunfire rang out, and a large number of black men who were banging on the gate fell down in an instant, at least a dozen or twenty of them.

Apart from the fact that Chen Fan's shooting skills were indeed a bit poor, the bullets either hit the ground or hit the hands, legs and bodies of those black men, and none of their vital parts were hurt.

As for the other captains, they were all good shooters, but they deliberately avoided the vital parts of the old blacks when shooting.

Although Chen Fan had said before that he would be responsible if anything happened, and they also knew that the plantation had an IPS background, they did not want to kill anyone, and subconsciously followed the old blacks' instructions.

"Ah~ I was shot, help me!"

"Ahhh, my feet!"

"Ah~ I feel my hand is broken, come and save me!"

The dozen or twenty people lying at the gate suddenly began to waile, and blood flowed from their wounds and dripped onto the ground.

After a short while, a small red mark formed where they were lying, scaring the panicked old blacks so much that they retreated backwards.

Lao Hei is a typical person who is soft-hearted and afraid of tough ones. When he saw those people being shot, he retreated backwards in panic.

Those who had fallen to the ground had just stood up, and before they could take two steps, they collided with those who were retreating. Suddenly, the scene was filled with people falling to the ground and angry curses were heard.

Lumumba and the two village chiefs who were walking behind suddenly had their eyes light up. The reason... was, of course, that shots were fired from the plantation, injuring more than 20 people.

"God is really helping me!"

Lumumba had been looking towards the gate, knowing that it was his turn to take the stage!
Looking at the chaotic group of black men, Lumumba shouted, "Everyone, be quiet! Everyone, find your village chief or the leading captain!"

After hearing Lumumba's roar, the blacks, who were originally in chaos, seemed to have found their backbone and began to look for their village chief or team leader.

Soon, the black men divided into groups and stood behind their leaders, but those who had been shot before were still lying on the ground wailing, and no one went to carry them out from the gate, as if no one saw them.

When Lumumba saw the old black men lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of pride, but it quickly disappeared.

"Listen, everyone in the plantation. I advise you to open the gate quickly and send people out to treat the wounded. Otherwise, if the patrol finds you, you will be in trouble!"

Lumumba took a few steps forward, found a distance he thought was safe, raised his spear in his right hand, and shouted at Chen Fan and the others. As soon as he finished speaking, there were several cheers from the back of the crowd, "Look, the patrol is here, and when they see the injured people, the people in the plantation will definitely arrest them."

In an instant, the crowd, which had originally quieted down, began to discuss excitedly again. In their opinion, as long as the inspection came, the people from the plantation would have to open the gate.

And they can also legitimately rush into the plantation to "carry" their own share of food!

When Lumumba heard this, he looked back and found that the patrol was indeed coming towards them, and was jogging. Suddenly, the pride on his face increased a little.

In Lumumba's view, the patrols heard the gunshots and came specifically to target the plantation.

This gave him some confidence, and Lumumba walked about five or six meters towards the gate, with his left hand on his waist and his spear in his right hand, looking so fearless!
"I'm sure you can see from the wall that the patrol will be here in two or three minutes at most. If you come out and surrender now, I'll say a few good words for you in front of the patrol captain, and you'll suffer less!"

As soon as the words fell, the two village chiefs and several captains standing at the front of the crowd looked at each other, immediately raised their right hands and shouted: "Open the door~Open the door!"

The old black men also started to learn from them, and suddenly their shouts of "open the door" echoed throughout the plantation.

Afa and several team leaders standing on the wall all looked at Chen Fan, wanting to see what he could do. After all, when the patrol arrived, they certainly wouldn't be able to shoot indiscriminately like they did before.

"Brother Fan, what should we do? Why don't we make a phone call?" Gao Zhong looked at the scene and knew that this was the most critical moment. If he was not careful, not only would the plantation be in trouble, but they would as well.

It is not a solution to drag it on like this. They really have no way to fight against the patrols with their own strength. No matter how strong those patrols are, after all, they represent the official face.

If they deal with these patrols, who knows what kind of revenge will be waiting for them.

Hearing this, a trace of dejection flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. He had originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to expand the sphere of influence of their plantation, but no one expected that Lixinga's inspectors would personally take action.

Now, for Chen Fan and the plantation, perhaps making that phone call is the best option.

Afa and several captains also guessed that the phone call Gao Zhong mentioned should be to IPS. For a moment, several captains looked at Chen Fan with expectant eyes.

"Oh~" Chen Fan sighed. He naturally noticed everyone's gazes and knew that this was indeed a critical moment.

"Call.. Gao Zhong, go get the satellite phone and I'll make the call myself."

Before Chen Fan could finish his words, angry curses and wailing sounds came from the crowd not far away!

Everyone looked up quickly, and saw a dozen patrolmen waving their batons, clearing a path through the crowd, and beating up anyone who blocked their way.

In a short while, a three-meter-wide path was cleared among the crowd, and the patrol captain walked to the front with his hands behind his back.

Seeing the arrival of the patrol captain, Lumumba, who had previously acted like the boss, hurriedly walked up to the patrol captain and said attentively:

"Captain Harry, you are finally here. Please take a look at those thugs in the plantation. They shot and wounded more than 20 of our brothers. You have to help us!"

When he spoke the last part, there was a hint of tears in Lumumba's words.

People who didn’t know would really think that he was feeling sorry for those injured black people.

At this moment, Lumumba truly displayed the characteristics of a lackey to the fullest, and he directly complained to his "master".

The speed of the face changing was breathtaking. The two village chiefs not far away opened their mouths in shock when they saw this scene.

Before the two men could come to their senses, the next scene not only shocked them, but also made their legs tremble. Even Chen Fan and others who were standing on the wall and watching were no exception.

"Pa~" Patrol captain Harry slapped Lumumba hard on the face with such force that he staggered and fell to the ground.

Lumumba was so stunned that he covered his face with his hands and was unable to recover.

Captain Harry glanced at Lumumba lying on the ground, then turned around and looked at the crowd behind him. He gently raised his right hand, and the patrol officers behind him immediately spread out to both sides, raised their weapons and aimed at the black men.

"Who gave you the guts to come here and act wild? Get down right there, and if anyone dares to resist, I'll shoot them!"

Although the sound was not very loud, the black men present felt it as if a thunderclap sounded in their ears. Didn’t they say that the patrol was their backer? Why were they now helping the plantation to deal with them?
Even Lumumba, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, showed a look of disbelief when he heard this.

"Captain Harry, didn't you come to help us? How could this happen? You are deliberately angry with us because we failed to break through the plantation, right?" Lumumba said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I will have them break down the gate of the plantation right away. With you here, the guards in the plantation won't dare to shoot."

"Just give me five minutes, and I promise I can take over the plantation!"

Lumumba quickly stood up and was about to tell the black men to charge forward, but before he could stand firmly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back and flew forward, crashing heavily into the two village chiefs.

"Damn it! Don't you understand what I say? I told you to squat, why are you still standing?" Captain Harry said angrily, and his eyes naturally fell on Lumumba.

"Also, who is familiar with a thug leader like you? Don't slander me!"

"Someone, come and handcuff this thug leader and the relevant persons in charge!"

Hearing this, the patrol officer Lao Hei, who had been ready to take action, pounced forward directly.

Lumumba, who had just climbed up from the ground, was kicked two or three times by the patrol officers. Before he could react, he was pinned to the ground and handcuffed.

Lumumba was beaten up by the patrolman, and he no longer had the energy he had before. He lay on the ground and muttered, "I'm not a thug, Captain Harry, I'm one of us!"

Unfortunately it's of no use.

The two village chiefs and several team leaders were also handcuffed without exception. As for the old black men, they all squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads.

This agile movement is even more skillful than any previous patrol team, and shows a definite cultural heritage of "holding the head".

Harry saw that all the black men were squatting on the ground and all those who should be caught had been caught. Then he looked in the direction of the plantation. After taking a look at the injured black man lying on the ground gasping for breath, he shouted to Chen Fan and others.

"I wonder who is the person in charge of the plantation? Please come out and meet him." Harry seemed to have thought of something and quickly added, "If you are worried, you can let me go in alone."

Chen Fan and the others were already confused by this sudden reversal.

Wasn't it said that the inspection was specifically for their plantation? Why does it look like they are here to rescue now?

However, Chen Fan didn't think much about it and turned around and went down the wall.

"Brother Fan, why don't you let that person in!" Gao Zhong shouted hurriedly.

"Yes, Brother Fan, your own safety should be the most important thing in everything!" Ah Fa also echoed.

Chen Fan paused, turned around and said with a calm smile: "Don't worry, I believe that the inspector has no ill intentions!"

Seeing Chen Fan's insistent attitude, Ah Fa jumped down from the wall and said, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

"Let's go too!" Gao Zhong and several other captains on the wall also spoke up.

Before they could make any move, they were stopped by Ah Fa.

"No, if we all follow, who will lead the guard? Besides, there is only one person. If too many people go, they will think our plantation is timid!"

Upon hearing this, everyone retracted their steps and nodded to show that they understood.

"Ka~ka~ka~"

As the sound of gears sounded, the door slowly opened, revealing the width of two people and then stopped.

Chen Fan walked out first. Harry, who was not far away, ran over to greet him. He stretched out his hands excitedly and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, sir. I am Harry, the patrol captain of the East City area of ​​Lichinga City. Nice to meet you!"

Upon hearing Harry's proactive attitude and the respectful title, Chen Fan and Afa were both confused. They never expected that the patrol captain would be so enthusiastic.

Chen Fan came back to his senses and immediately stretched out his hand and responded: "Hello, Captain Harry, I am Chen Fan, the person in charge of the plantation!"

Harry excitedly held Chen Fan's hand and shook it several times before letting go in the face of Chen Fan's puzzled look.

"Captain Harry, excuse me for asking, as far as I know, you should be one of these thugs." Chen Fan did not continue speaking. After all, everyone knew what he was saying at this point.

Harry smiled calmly and said, "Haha~ It was before, but it won't be in the future!"

"Mr. Chen Fan, I wonder if I could exchange phone numbers with you. If there is anything happening in this area in the future, you can call me at any time!" As he said that, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

Chen Fan was still thinking about what he had said before. When he saw Harry holding out the phone in front of him, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and took out his own phone.

After some tinkering, Harry successfully got Chen Fan's phone number. He put the phone in his pocket contentedly and prepared to leave.

But when they saw the old black men who were shot and lying on the ground, they hesitated for a moment. After all, they came in a cargo truck, and if they loaded all the wounded, the patrolmen would have to walk.

But if he doesn't treat these people, this matter will get out and his reputation will be affected.

As for leaving the wounded on the plantation, Harry didn't even dare to think about it.

Harry caught a glimpse of the black men squatting on the ground and immediately had an idea. He waved to a patrolman and whispered something in his ear.

The inspector nodded, turned and walked towards the group of black men, asking the people from the same village as the injured to step forward and carry the bodies back for treatment. Whether they were dead or alive was none of their business.

"Mr. Chen Fan, we won't bother you any more. I will take the leader of those thugs away now." Harry said and prepared to leave. His goal had been achieved at this time.

But after returning, I still have to think of a good reason to shut up the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Mr. Harry, wait a minute!"

Hearing Chen Fan's call, Harry stopped and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Mr. Chen Fan, is there anything else?"

Chen Fan took a deep breath and asked, "I want to know what made you suddenly change your position?"

"Uh~" Harry didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked into the distance, but saw nothing.

After hesitating for a moment, Harry decided to tell the truth. After all, his future was in the hands of the person in front of him. It could be said that the two would be closely related in the future.

"To be honest, this is all because of the IPS security company. I was stopped by their intelligence team three kilometers away. That's how I found out that there is this giant Buddha behind your plantation!"

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I just wanted to curry favor with someone powerful. I hope Mr. Chen Fan doesn't mind!" Harry said this with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

After all, having others understand his subtext and being honest with yourself are two different concepts.

But when Chen Fan heard the word IPS, he couldn't help but take a breath, as it felt like all his actions were under someone else's eyes.

I still want to fight and expand in this land. I take my feelings for granted. I still say I won't call for help.
Even the patrol that made their plantations worried changed their stance directly in front of a team of IPS intelligence teams.

How could this not make Chen Fan feel melancholy!

I feel like a clown.

"Ah~" After a long sigh, a smile appeared on Chen Fan's face again. He now understood that everything is based on strength.

Whoever is powerful will naturally have people sticking to him.

He still has a long way to go and needs to polish his skills.

"Captain Harry, thank you for your help!" Chen Fan responded with a smile.

Harry waved his hands quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, we just need to move around more in the future!"

“Hahaha~ no problem!”

The road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten bite by bite. The pie that Chen Fan had drawn for himself will start with Harry!
Watching Harry lead the old blacks away, he turned to the guards on the wall, raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "We won!"

"Wuhu! We won!" The guards shouted happily, and their voices spread far away.

In the grass on a small hill about four or five hundred meters away from the plantation, Pigeon stood up, brushed off the sand on his pants, and said, "It's time for us to leave. Also, tell the brothers inside to pay more attention and report any situation at any time."

"I see. By the way, Captain, didn't you promise to act as a go-between for the patrol captain? Are we just leaving like this? Aren't you afraid that he will be made difficult by his superiors when he returns?" a team member said jokingly.

Pigeon rolled his eyes at him and said, "I still need you to teach me, how about you be the captain?"

"Hehe~ It's not impossible!" The team member approached the pigeon with a nasty look on his face.

"roll!"

Pigeon cursed with a smile, and at the same time took out his phone from his bag, found the general manager's number and called him directly.

(End of this chapter)