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We must identify which group of people are our enemies, and determine which group can be won over and reformed, and which group we can set aside our disputes with for the time being.

Old Xia's current identified enemies are the feudal nobles, slave owners, and these kings and chieftains.

Therefore, Xia Lin's plan for these people was to hang them all and burn them completely from the root—leaving no trace of them behind.

He dared to ignite economic wildfires, create a great famine, dismantle clans and families, and kill all the stubborn clan members. Naturally, he did not hesitate to completely eliminate the small peasant class from the root of productivity.

Neither Xia Lin nor the Doctor cared how many people would die once they learned that the sun would explode in 350 years. After all, if the space program couldn't be restarted for 300 years, everyone would die.

Among the noble class, the easiest to manipulate and the easiest to unleash a killing spree on is not Talulah, who is planning to kill Koschei and take over the duchy, but the Swire family. One of the benefits of the political marriage is that after Old Xia gets married, he will be the future head of the family. Once Old Swire retires, no one can say anything when he unleashes his killing spree.

Whether the goal is to control the resources of the Swire family or to reform the enlightened aristocratic class, the killing spree is inevitable.

And the good news is that Little Tiger is an only child, meaning she has no siblings, and as for her relatives...

As the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons in the imperial family. In the struggle for family resources, there have been more than one or two cases where relatives and nephews have been slaughtered.

Therefore, the first major noble group that Lao Xia could target was the Swire family. Other nobles wouldn't even be wary of him—as if everyone had done this kind of thing before, ojpg;

Normally, this would greatly damage the family's power, and for most people it would be a losing proposition, so they wouldn't do it so thoroughly. But Lao Xia is different; he doesn't care. In terms of assets alone, he can't compare with the Swire family right now.

However, in terms of influence and future profits, the Swire family's acquisition was inevitable.

Of course, the big tiger knew this, which is why he chose to form a marriage alliance with him. Since this enemy was extremely strong and defeat was only a matter of time, why not stand on the side of the victor in advance?

Even if Lao Xia swallows up Taikoo Group and then takes all the shares for himself through a killing spree, what difference does that make to Little Tiger?

What does the death of the other concubines have to do with the big tiger? As the old guy whom Lao Wei called "Old Sick Tiger," he doesn't have that much indecisive sentimentality. He can even sell his own daughter, let alone his other relatives.

"Achoo!" The little tiger sneezed loudly. "I've caught a bit of a cold."

"The weather is starting to get colder, and you're still dressed like this. How can you not catch a cold?" Old Chen handed over a pack of tissues. Little Tiger was wearing a rather thin dress that resembled a cheongsam, with a thick Lungmen Guard Bureau coat on top. His pair of fair and tender thighs were exposed, and the cold wind was truly bone-chilling.

"Stop with the pink sausage dragon. Since you know I'm cold, why don't you hurry up and get the job done?"

Old Chen is now dressed in a typical manly style, wearing brown sunglasses, playing the role of "Tourist A who wishes to remain anonymous," while Swire plays the role of "Tourist B who is on vacation with her boyfriend."

There was no other way; among the Guard Bureau officers, only Old Chen could play her boyfriend. The other Guard Bureau officers didn't have the guts, afraid of being sacked by Old Xia's followers if they went out.

The others were even less daring; everyone had a pretty good idea of ​​what the new district of Longmen would be like.

"Has your dad stopped pressuring you to get married?"

"No, I'm just wondering if he realized that no matter how much he urged him, it was useless, so he stopped trying."

Two years after their engagement, there was still no news. Old Swire had urged them several times, but recently he stopped urging them, which made Little Tiger feel that the old man was plotting something.

"Forget it, he can't just tie me up and dump me on Old Xia's bed, can he?"

"Based on my understanding of Lao Wei, and Lao Wei's opinion of your old man..." Lao Chen thought for a moment, "I think he's capable of doing it."

"Hmm, thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem so bad, so... Pink Sausage Dragon—" The little tiger's face was a bit pale, but then he seemed to think of something and glanced at Old Chen, "If you were tied up and thrown onto a bed, no one would want you, right?"

"Hey, Char Siu Cat, at a time like this, you still want me to fight... um?" Old Chen seemed to realize that Little Tiger's condition wasn't right. He glanced at the street out of the corner of his eye and immediately changed his expression. "With my abilities, do I need to be tied up? I can just snap my fingers and someone will be there."

Then the two of them started arguing like a bickering couple, while the woman in the distance and the bearded middle-aged man she met only glanced at them before continuing to walk into the hotel.

"Are they those two?"

“That’s right, the female senator from Glassval is said to be running for president, and the other person seems to be our target this time. But why would they come to Lungmen?”

"I don't know. Let's continue monitoring. This is related to the whereabouts of a large amount of weaponry."

"This is all thanks to the information provided by your fiancé. Someone in Glassval bought a large quantity of suspicious raw materials. If he hadn't told us, Lungmen would never have known. The same goes for the previous piece of information."

Old Chen was talking about information about the Black Snake. Although Old Xia didn't say it was Koschche or anyone else, everyone had their own suspects in mind, and some strange cases from the past had been brought up again with reasonable explanations.

"Hey... I actually let you off the hook with this news. Surprised? Unexpected? Pink Sausage Dragon! I won this time!"

The little tiger chuckled because she had indeed noticed the procurement information. Old Xia didn't care about the glass or anything like that; he would sell as long as he was paid, regardless of what the buyer did with it. In the end, they would all be taken by him or the doctor.

On the contrary, the more chaotic the better. However, Little Tiger is not the kind of person who thrives on chaos. So after discovering this anomaly, he informed Old Chen through some channel, which led to their current surveillance work.

"There aren't enough of these! The plan won't be completed on time!"

Where are the personnel?

"Everything's ready... let's get started..."

"We have to be quick, before the presidential election..."

"No problem... We need funds... The explosion requires..."

"An explosion? This is getting tricky." Old Chen and Swire exchanged a glance. "We can't wait any longer, let's just rush in!"

This sounds like some kind of coup plot. If it's discovered that Lungmen is providing the support, then Lungmen's situation will become extremely awkward!

Moreover, it all sounded like a bombing plot was about to be staged, and the fact that the current President Glasswald was coming to Lungmen for a business trip and visit... made Old Chen and Little Tiger feel a chill down their spines.

Meanwhile, inside the hotel, the female congresswoman who had decided to run for president bowed her head and thanked him, saying, "Then I'll leave it to you, Master Anthony."

"No problem. This is the first time I've taken on such a large project. As long as the personnel, funding, and equipment are in place, we can proceed. We will definitely be able to complete it before the election."

However, we need to blast away several hills, and this demolition project will require a large amount of explosives. Hopefully, we've procured enough this time.

Antonio nodded. This large-scale urban project was a serious challenge for him, especially the technical challenge of extracting water from the lake to create an artificial beach resort, which gave him, as an unknown architect, a strong desire to take on the challenge.

"Bang!" A metal sphere was thrown into the hotel, and then choking smoke filled the entire lobby. "Don't move! Lungmen Guard Bureau!" The two people sitting at the table quickly raised their hands in surrender.

An hour later, "I'm so sorry, it was all a misunderstanding," Old Wei apologized, puffing on his pipe, a rare occurrence for him. Meanwhile, Glass Val's face turned green. "You really need to discipline your men properly, Officer Wei!" she glared at Old Chen, but casually ignored the little tiger.

There was nothing he could do; she was just too rich. The newly built Glassval tourism industry desperately needed a big shot like her to cooperate with. Even though he had just been pinned to the ground by this woman, he could only pretend that nothing had happened.

Especially when her own project required her fiancé to provide enough explosives.

Moreover, I heard that her fiancé is doing quite well in development in Kazdel, and there will be some cooperation on some construction projects in Glassval in the future.

Putting aside other things, for example, cooperating with the Xia Group on the most troublesome first batch of tourists and organizing a regular vacation program for workers would be a good idea...

Anyway, I've heard that the Xia Group's employees have pretty good benefits and get holidays anyway. So why not earn that money for vacation?

The group saved on expenses, Glassvale generated tourism revenue, and Xia's Group's beverages and various products could be used as tourist souvenirs or supplies, boosting employment and economic development. Everyone has a bright future. jpg;

However, she didn't give Old Chen a friendly look, selectively forgetting the fact that she was pinned down and arrested by Little Tiger. This is the professional conduct of a politician. If she can still maintain basic respect for Old Wei, then naturally she will put all the blame on Old Chen, the handpicked leader of the Guard Bureau, since she has no use for him at all.

As for the little tiger who was the main culprit... hahaha, the big client's fiancée is just another big client joking around, she's very lively—that's how realistic the adult world is.

"Commander Shi Huaiya, are you interested in investing? Although the city is still a project, there are many business opportunities. Investing here will definitely not disappoint you, and the policies and taxes are also very favorable..." After venting her anger, the female councilor quickly switched to investment promotion mode.

"Um, I'll consider it..." I felt bad about refusing her since I had just made a mess of things, and her offer was indeed very tempting.

Chapter 10 The Establishment of TMP and the Railway Hospital

chapter Ten

To give these people a sense of security as soon as possible, instead of hiding food and living in fear every day, Petrenko and his men set up camps on both sides.

Moreover, it can effectively deter speculators, since with so many women gathered together, it's inevitable that some idlers will come and cause trouble.

However, they all ran into the youth infantry regiment, who were already in a state of impotent rage after witnessing everything. Perhaps their sense of justice and shame wouldn't last long, but at least for the time being, these guys crashed into them and it was a truly miserable experience.

Based on the booklet that Lao Xia had given him before the trip, Vasily carefully checked the identities of these people. After confirming that they were the kind of idle, unemployed guys, he hanged them all, regardless of what they were shouting. For the few who were howling the loudest, he had a special cleaning team of veterans take them to the slums and miners' areas with molten metal weapons and have a heart-to-heart talk with them one by one.

The booklet that Lao Xia gave him was a legitimate work booklet. The definition of these people was: if a person can survive and even eat well without any job in a place like the Central Sarkaz, he is either an exploitative class such as an aristocrat, or a rogue who is even more hateful than these exploitative classes and feeds entirely on the flesh and blood of others.

The order given to Vasily and his men was that no matter how pitiful these people acted, how miserable they cried, or how persuasive they were, they should not show the slightest pity, including the poor people they had incited.

The various scenario handling solutions in the pamphlet can basically be summarized as follows: half is calm education and shelter assistance, and the other half is measures to ensure that the other party can also sit down calmly. To put it bluntly: for these apathetic people who have been incited, there is not much American time to slowly persuade them patiently; just kill them all.

Its core logic is similar to Russia's counter-terrorism efforts, making it clear from the beginning that there is no such thing as "the law does not punish the masses." No matter how many people you gather, no matter how eloquently you speak, you will die. Those who follow others to disrupt order, no matter what their grievances are, will also die!

Only this simple and direct approach can control the situation from the start and draw the line. Not to mention them, even Liu Bang in feudal society would have made a three-point agreement when he entered Guanzhong, using this simple and understandable method to draw the line.

They will only stand in the middle when both sides are facing certain death. Otherwise, a group of moral people and a group of shameless and unscrupulous people are truly outmatched, and a classic case of good people being forced to let guns be pointed at them will emerge, because good people won't kill their whole families, while bad people will.

But when Vasily led his platoon of veterans to demonstrate to them one by one what it meant to "I'm not a good guy either," these thugs completely shut up. And an unexpected consequence of this was—

Because no bullies dared to come to their jig, and the train station was inherently a place where there was plenty of work and it was easy to survive, so...

A small market spontaneously formed outside the station, forcing Petrenko to assign some people to guard and patrol, and then hang all the hooligans who were caught and still hoping to get away with it at the gate.

After discovering that these people were nothing more than a bunch of devils using hellish methods to exercise justice, the surrounding gangs dared not come, and even those who controlled children to steal chose to find another place to make money.

Because these guys are really capable of taking people away, and then the army will come knocking on your door and exterminate your whole family, without even talking to you about evidence or the rules of the underworld, and all those little brats will be stuffed into the recruit training camp.

Whether forced or willingly fallen into depravity, the veterans of the Second Company would use various methods to forge them back into human beings, rather than anything else.

Another side effect is...

"Congratulations, Vasily, you are now the first commander of the Railway Military Police."

What is the Military Police Corps?

"Maintaining military discipline and order in the military-controlled area is what law enforcers used to do. However, until Talulah and Frostnova find you some experienced judges... you'll have to do this job yourself."

Given that a large number of civilian disputes were coming to Vasily and his group for adjudication, Old Xia and Talulah discussed it and decided to turn the Second Company into railway military police, which would also serve as a circuit court during their inspections.

The problem is that to be responsible for arbitration, there must be a set of effective laws or rules, and overly complex laws are not very useful in this chaotic world—because your audience is a group of people who may not even be able to read.

Fortunately, Old Xia's family has a real professional. Well, a semi-professional, not Talulah, but Swire, the Lungmen Police Superintendent, and she can also get Old Chen, who is now more than a professional, to supplement her.

The latter was very enthusiastic about the job, but Lungmen could not give such an idealist complete autonomy to carry out sweeping reforms.

However, Kazdel was an open space where they could paint however they wanted—and that's when the dragon and the tiger started arguing even more fiercely.

It was almost to the point of directly criticizing the other party for taking the wrong path. Little Tiger thought Old Chen was too idealistic, but the rules he set were very good.

However, it is almost impossible to implement, and the locals, who lack sufficient education and have not broken with the old production relations, simply cannot accept it.

Old Chen, on the other hand, accused Swire of condoning evil and said that there were many reasons and difficulties for Longmen to become like this.

However, since we are setting rules for the future, every loophole left in the law will come at a price a thousand times greater in the future.

Many people should have a deep understanding of this cost, right? Things that were originally done out of practical and humanitarian considerations have now become huge breaches in the net of law.

In the end, what Lao Xia got were two booklets. He decided to use the one for Little Tiger as a military control measure, along with the mercenary law experience provided by Patriot, Talulah, and W, with the focus on simplicity, directness, and ease of understanding.

The other version was given to Talulah to further refine, to serve as the true written law for the future.

"Congratulations, future Chief Justice Vasily!"

"Forget about being a Supreme Court Justice. I'll be lucky if I don't end up being nailed to the pillar of shame in the future."

Vasily rolled his eyes. His boss had given him a serious lecture on how disgusting the so-called "reflections" of the new generation, living in their honey pots, would be once all the suffering was over.

Those living bodhisattvas don't care what you're facing or what you're doing. They view things with a compassionate and merciful heart. As the main executor of "severe laws and harsh punishments," Vasily will inevitably be the main force to be purged by the returning forces in the future, even if it's just verbal purging.