I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 202: The close relationship between police and criminals?
When the Swiss bank account that Lin Chen informed her of was opened, the fat girl was quickly replaced by the bank's vice president who rushed over after hearing the news.

"Dear Mr. Lin, I am Roberts, the deputy general manager of our bank. It is an honor to serve you." Vice President Roberts tried to get close to Lin Chen in a very flattering tone.

Of course, he didn't want to be gay, but because the balance in Lin Chen's account reached an astonishing 7 million US dollars.

This deposit is enough to put him among the top depositors in their small bank.

"Mr. Lin, you can actually deposit the money in our Mexican bank. We will provide you with the best service!" Roberts was lobbying desperately. If Lin Chen could deposit even a part of it, his commission would be ridiculously high.

Lin Chen is not a fool. The creditworthiness of Mexican banks, at least at this time, is average.
He has seen too many situations in his previous life where the other person calls him grandpa when they ask him to save money, and calls him a chamber pot when all the money is saved.

"Okay, I'll think about it." Lin Chen smiled reservedly.

Just this one expression, in the eyes of Vice President Roberts, became infinite possibilities.

He had met many big bosses, but most of them had their eyes on the top of their heads.
Even though Roberts is the vice president of this bank after all, there are five or six vice presidents in this bank, and all of them have connections and backgrounds. People like him who have worked hard and gained seniority have little say.

Therefore, he didn't have much of a presence in the bank. This time, he finally met a big client and naturally cherished it even more.

"This is my business card. If you need anything, I can serve you 24 hours a day." Roberts handed over the business card respectfully with both hands.

Lin Chen took it with one hand. To be honest, he didn't have any intention of transferring the money. He was just wondering how there was so much money in his account. It was incredible.

But money makes the world count, especially in a place like Mexico.

After withdrawing 5 US dollars from the bank, Lin Chen put the cash into a black backpack and walked out leisurely.

With his many years of military experience, he could immediately tell that a group of people with bad intentions were targeting him.

Lin Chen couldn't help but sneer. There were so many blind thieves in this broken place. He had put all his stuff in a baggage storage area not far from here.

There was no way he was going to go into a bank carrying a weapon.

But there shouldn't be any need to use "Frost" to deal with just a few of these guys.

Sure enough, he walked out of the bank's sight and was stopped by several local Mexican thugs at a corner.

"Brother, can you please talk to me for a moment?" The leader was a burly man covered in tattoos. His Mohawk hairstyle was very eye-catching, especially the row of eye-catching words on his neck: Don't mess with me!
"Ok?"

The official language of Mexico is Spanish, how could Lin Chen understand it? However, judging from the other party's harsh tone and the fact that he tilted his head to the side, he could understand that they wanted him to follow them to the alley to solve the problem.

To be honest, Lin Chen is not afraid of causing trouble, but if he can avoid it, it is better to try not to cause trouble.

After all, his purpose was not to fight in Mexico, and there were all kinds of people here, and he was alone and weak after all.

So he looked at what seemed to be a police car not far away, and he shouted loudly towards it, "Officer, I need help."

What happened surprised him greatly: the two armed policemen in the car looked at him, then glanced at the muscular man with the Mohawk hairstyle, turned their backs and leisurely drank coffee in the car.

Holy shit! !
Lin Chen was dumbfounded. Are the police here and the local community so well-coordinated?
Several thugs stared at Lin Chen as if he were a fool.

"Boy, you don't think those useless policemen will help you, do you? Here, our Shark Gang is the biggest! I'll give you one more chance, go over, or you'll die!"

Lin Chen pretended to be very scared, then walked into the alley "obediently", and walked deeper into the alley "tremblingly".

“Hahaha, what a coward!” Seeing how timid Lin Chen was, several people laughed so hard that they fell backwards.

"Okay, okay, there's no need to go this far. Just take out the money you withdrew from the bank!" The Mohawk-haired handsome man said with a smile on his face.

He has informants in the bank. Once a "big fish" comes in to withdraw money, he will send a signal to them, and then they will come out to rob the people. The police cars are not there to help maintain law and order, but instead they watch them "do their work" and give them 30% of the money after the job is done.

This is the rule in Mexico. As long as you have money, you can poke a hole in the sky.

Seeing Lin Chen's bewildered expression, the Mohawk-wearing man thought he had run into a fool, so he could only shout in broken English, "Money! Give me money! All!"

Now Lin Chen understood and began to slowly take off his backpack.

Seeing Lin Chen being so sensible, the Mohawk handsome man sighed secretly, thinking that the boss was right, "No matter what business you are in, learning a foreign language is useful."

It seems that after I finish this job, I will go back and find a girl from school to teach me foreign language.

As he thought about it, he began to grin foolishly. His younger brothers thought that their big brother was going to perform a "man on top of man" evil act and could not help but take a step back.

In this perverted city, there are many people who are bisexual.

Lin Chen had no idea that they had so many tricks up their sleeves. He saw that he had been hidden enough and was too lazy to continue pretending with them.

He kicked out two whip kicks quickly, knocking away the two knife-wielding thugs nearby, then quickly attacked and killed the smoking guy who was a little further away.
The series of actions were as fast as lightning. By the time the Mohawk handsome man reacted, his men had already fallen to the ground in a mess. This was completely beyond his cognition.

I am already perverted enough, how come this man is even more perverted than me?
He swallowed hard and pinched his thigh.

This must be a dream, a nightmare!
However, even though his legs were bruised from being pinched, it could not change a cruel fact: all his men were taken care of by a tall Asian man.

"What kind of weird Kung Fu is this?" he could only ask stupidly.

"You don't know?" Lin Chen thought about it and decided to say the famous English phrase.
“Chinese gong fu!”

"Have mercy, it's all a misunderstanding!" He is no ordinary person to be able to become a small leader in a place full of evil forces.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

But just when Lin Chen was about to speak, two policemen, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared behind the Mohawk handsome man.

"Stop! Police! Put down your weapons!" In fact, Lin Chen had no weapons in his hands, but the two policemen calculated the time and decided to divide the money. Otherwise, they would let them run away like last time, and then they would look for them later and say that they did not rob the money.

So this time they came here at the right time, but they didn't expect that the moment they arrived, they found these guys lying on the ground, so they naturally thought that Lin Chen must have weapons, maybe even a gun!
The weapons in their hands are all revolvers. Although they are a bit old-fashioned, they are "real spray guns" after all.

In fact, Lin Chen was not afraid of them, but he also wanted to see how corrupt the Mexican police were, so he glanced at them jokingly.
"Two police officers, they came to rob me, they both had knives and sticks!"

"Shut up! We only saw you intentionally hurting someone! Did you hear me? Put your hands above your head and squat down! Otherwise I will shoot!"

The Mohawk handsome man immediately showed off his power and strength,
"That's right, officer. He forced us here just now to rob us." When he said this, he suddenly realized that what he said seemed to be wrong.

"Shut up, idiot!" The tall policeman couldn't stand it any longer. How could one person threaten a group of people? It would be embarrassing if this were made public.
They just wanted to see how much money was in the boy's bag. As long as they got the money, everything else would be easy.

When the two saw that Lin Chen had no weapon in his hand, they immediately wondered whether he had any accomplices. Fortunately, there was no one else here. This was a straight alley, and it was easy to see whether there were other people here.

When they confirmed that there was no one around, the two of them became very wary of Lin Chen.

This must be a super scary guy!
They even had the urge to shoot first, but as they slowly approached Lin Chen,
"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Suddenly a series of artillery bombardments began.

Lin Chen knew from experience that this was an explosion of an 81mm medium mortar shell.

One of the shells landed right behind the two police officers. The shock wave from the explosion blasted the two policemen directly against the wall, and they were obviously dead.

This? Is this a war?

Lin Chen was a little confused. It was already the 50s, and there was still a war? That wasn't right.

"Damn, it's the Crocodile Gang! They're attacking again!" The Mohawk-wearing man spat out a mouthful of saliva containing dust. He had just fallen down very quickly, and it was obvious that he encountered such bombardment frequently.

However, Lin Chen reacted even faster. Not only was he unharmed, he picked up a revolver that had not exploded from the ground and took out some bullets.

Since there will be a gunfight, it would definitely be a good idea to carry some weapons with you.

"Wait, big brother, take me with you!" The Mohawk handsome man saw that Lin Chen was a master. Since a fight had started, it was important to run away to save his life. As for whether the gang wins or not, it was none of his business.

Lin Chen didn’t have time to care about him. He climbed over the high wall in the opposite direction and ran away.

There was fierce fighting everywhere outside.

Lin Chen could see from the corner,
The Shark Gang's firepower is not at an advantage. Although the Crocodile Gang has fewer people, they are all equipped with automatic firearms and even have mortar units for long-range support. This is comparable to a small or medium-sized battle.

"Damn it, those bastards from the Crocodile Gang just sell white flour and got advanced weapons from the north, otherwise why would we be in such a mess?" Lin Chen didn't expect that the Mohawk handsome man would catch up with him, which was a little beyond his expectations.

"Since your gang was beaten, why don't you go and help?" Lin Chen looked back sarcastically. These thugs are all like this. They will be unhappy when they encounter a life-threatening situation.

"What kind of help! Didn't you see that the Crocodile Gang is armed with Thompson submachine guns? Look, that bastard even has a Browning heavy machine gun! We all have bolt-action rifles, how can we fight them? And I don't have a gun!"

After listening and taking a look, Lin Chen found it to be true. The Shark Gang suffered heavy casualties. However, as for the fights between these gangs, he would not intervene as long as they did not piss him off.

There are rules for being in the underworld. It is impossible to expect others to help you with everything.

Just like the law of the jungle in nature.

"Why don't you Sharks learn from the Crocodiles and get some cannons and automatic firearms?"

"You think we don't want to? Our boss is a fool. He doesn't allow the Crocodile Gang to sell flour! He also stipulates that if he finds out that any of his men sell flour, he will kill them without mercy. As time goes by, our gang is short of funds, and many of our brothers have run away. Naturally, we can't get good weapons anymore."

After listening to the explanation of the Mohawk handsome man, Lin Chen actually had some favorable impressions on the Shark Gang.

"Haha, if you don't want to sell flour, you're going to rob people on the road?" Lin Chen said with a sarcastic look on his face.

The Mohawk handsome guy was a little embarrassed. "Hey, isn't it because we are short of money? We haven't received funding for several months, and the brothers have to make a living too!"

While the two were chatting in the corner, the Shark Gang was almost unable to hold on. How could they withstand the opponent's heavy firepower with just bolt-action rifles and pistols?
A disorganized retreat began.

"Too bad. Although our firepower is inferior to that of the enemy, the bolt-action rifle has its advantages. It has a high range and accuracy. If the Sharks were better trained, they wouldn't have been beaten so badly."

Lin Chen couldn't help but sigh. Compared with the intensity of the war he had experienced in World War II, this conflict was simply like playing house.

Everyone is actually just shooting randomly. Bullets are free, but whether you can hit the target depends entirely on luck.

"Tsk, you act like you're so powerful. If I give you a rifle and I have a Thompson, you won't run away!" The man with a Mohawk thought Lin Chen was bragging.

Lin Chen was too lazy to pay attention. He just wanted to wait for the fight to be over and then do his own thing.

The Shark Gang eventually evacuated. What’s very funny is that when the fight was over, a large number of police arrived at the scene, just like a Hong Kong movie in later generations.

It just happened to come at such an unfortunate time.

Of course, these policemen could not do anything to the Crocodile Gang. Instead, they chatted and laughed with the leaders of the Crocodile Gang with a frivolous look on their faces, as if the gunfight just now was just a game.

Those who were beaten to death or injured were just irrelevant guys.

Lin Chen also saw with his own eyes a leader throwing a few US dollars to the police, and then the police tacitly put them into their bags. Is this considered a close relationship between the police and the criminals?
"These bastards watched the fight between us end and then came out to collect money. No matter who wins, as long as we pay, they will turn a blind eye. Alas! Things change. In the past, it was always us, the Shark Gang, who chased and beat the Crocodile Gang." The Mohawk handsome man cursed with some dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)