"Huh? Can one person fight against an army?"
Songpa's mouth was wide open and his eyes were full of disbelief. He was not a fool and naturally knew what this meant.
Although he has an insidious character and is cruel and vicious, he indulges in drinking and sex all day long to satisfy his perverted desires.
He is blind to what is going on outside the window, and has no idea that there is now a peerless ruthless person like Du Weiguo on the ground in Siam.
Songchai's eyes were sinister, and he gave Parra a look of hatred, and said in a low tone:
"You're a loser. You hang around outside all day long. You just lie on a woman's belly and enjoy yourself. You know what the heck you are!
This evil god is not an ordinary person. Some time ago, he single-handedly killed eight hundred dragons in the Triangle and dispersed an army. Two days ago, he single-handedly destroyed the group of pirates in Songkhla. "
"The group of pirates who attacked the Queen's Stage? So powerful? No wonder Raman fell into his hands. Father, what should we do now?"
Parra's tone was panicked. He didn't know about the Eight Hundred Dragons in the Triangle, but he knew about the group of tough pirates entrenched in Songkhla.
Even if it hadn't been a few days earlier, this group of pirates had just wiped out the Queen's Ballroom. His father, the mafia godfather, a member of Congress, and the mayor of Pattaya.
A man who takes both black and white and covers the sky with one hand, every time he smuggles alcohol and medicine through the sea, he has to obediently give them money to buy them.
It's not like Songchai hasn't tested it before, and the result is self-evident. The joint military and police brigade sent was completely annihilated.
In Parra's eyes, those ferocious pirates were ruthless people who killed without batting an eyelid, but now they were wiped out by one person.
And this person was now targeting him again. Just thinking about it made Parra feel shuddering and his scalp numb.
"Hmph! Raman is just a simple-minded street gangster who relies on flour to win over a group of drug addicts like idiots.
I have told you a long time ago that people like him rarely become great people. When they meet a real master, they are just ants who will be crushed to death easily. "
Songchai snorted coldly and commented disdainfully. At this moment, Parra was really panicked and couldn't care less about the drama. He struggled to stand up:
"Father, what should we do? This evil spirit, will the evil spirit come to us?"
Songchai's face was very gloomy:
"Humph, because of your stupidity, he has now set his sights on us. In the morning, my ship was hijacked.
I sent the round-spotted viper to assassinate the little policeman, but there is still no news. He is probably dead. In Pattaya, there is no one else with such ability and courage except this evil god. "
Cold sweat broke out on Parra's forehead:
"Father, what should we do? Please notify General Wellman immediately and ask him to send the Green Berets to protect us."
Songchai was so angry that he was speechless. He was breathing heavily in Wuwu's chest. After a while, he finally cursed:
"Para, you are an idiot, you are ignorant, you are a mouthful of garbage, and you are a Green Beret? Do you really think I am the president of the United States? Can special forces be deployed at will?
Mudd, let alone the Green Berets, Wellman, that damn vampire, is now unwilling to send even a military police unit. "
After saying this, Songchai's face became more and more gloomy, he tapped the table gently, his brows furrowed, and his tone was a little solemn:
"This evil god, I don't know what means he used, but he was able to influence Wellman's decision. I'm afraid things are a little difficult to handle?"
Parra looked anxious and said in an impatient tone:
"Father, let's go to the American military base and hide now. No matter how ferocious the evil god is, he won't dare to rush into the American military camp and kill people, right?"
Songchai's face turned red with anger, and he shouted loudly:
"Asshole, are you a stupid pig? I am a member of the Siamese Council and the mayor of Pattaya. How could I hide there?
Besides, we have dozens of well-trained gunmen in our yard, even pigs will have to be slaughtered~"
At this moment, there were several knocks on the door in the study room. Para was startled and hid behind the sofa with a swish.
Songchai was also horrified. He stretched his hand under the desk and found the latest M870 military shotgun.
This study has two rooms, inside and outside. The outside is guarded by four elite bodyguards with guns. This is Somchai's forbidden area.
Normally, no one could come in without his permission. When he was inside, no one would knock on the door anyway.
Now that someone is knocking on the door, it can only mean one thing. Either all the guards outside are dead, or something big has happened.
Somchai pressed a button next to the office, which was an intercom. He shouted loudly into the microphone:
"Singye, Shad!"
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and no one responded at all. Damn, something must have happened. Songchai gritted his teeth and cursed something.
A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pressed a button next to the desk. A loud bang sounded from inside the door.
On the inside of this study room, a heavy steel fence door fell from the sky.
At the same time, Somchai also picked up the Remington in his hand, pulled the bolt of the gun hard, hid behind the desk, and pointed the muzzle of the gun firmly at the door of the study, preparing to fight to the death.
And his precious son Para had already hid behind the sofa, huddled up, and hugged his head tightly with both hands.
"Para, you coward, get up quickly. There is a gun in the bookcase. Pick it up and fight like a man!"
Songchai shouted loudly, but a foul smell suddenly filled the room, and the good-for-nothing Parra was so frightened that he became incontinent.
This guy Parra is really cruel. When facing the weak, he is extremely cruel. At the same time, he is also really timid. When faced with the threat of death, he is as timid as a mouse.
The tiger father and dog son are vividly displayed at this moment.
At this moment, a very dull sound sounded outside the study door, and the study door lock was instantly destroyed, revealing a hole.
Just as Songchai was about to pull the trigger, his right wrist went cold for an instant, followed by severe pain. But before he could scream, his chin was pinched tightly by a pair of big hands.
"Card it~"
With a crisp sound, his jaw was removed. Somchai was holding his severed right hand tightly, his face was twisted in pain, and he roared like a beast in his throat.
Du Weiguo's joking voice sounded in his ears:
"Hey, this gun is pretty good, but can you use it?" (English)
The severe pain made Songchai tremble all over as if he had been electrocuted, but he still turned his head with difficulty, staring at Du Weiguo with his blood-red eyes.
Du Weiguo didn't care about Somchai's death gaze. He skillfully played with the latest Remington 870 and couldn't put it down.
This is the latest US military Remington this year, with a 12mm caliber, a dark nickel-plated gun body, and a black-coated fiber shock-proof stock. The gun body is 1.1 meters long and has a full ammunition capacity of 8 rounds.
In one sentence: sharp!
Pulling the magazine, a bullet was ejected. It was a red deer bullet with an Arabic numeral 8 marked on it. This was a very rare No. 8 bullet.
Normal shotguns use No. 12 bullets, which claim that all living beings are equal within 3 meters, but No. 8 bullets can extend this distance to 5 meters.
Du Weiguo whistled: "Hush! Bomb No. 8 is indeed a rich man!"
At this time, Du Weiguo suddenly sniffed, and then cursed in extreme boredom:
"Fu*k! This piece of trash just pooped!"
Just when he saw a sheathed dagger on the ground, Du Weiguo rubbed his toes and the dagger was in his hand instantly.
After pulling it out, he glanced at the blade and Du Weiguo curled his lips: "It looks so fancy!"
Then the short knife in his hand turned into a stream of light and penetrated directly through the sofa. Parra behind the sofa groaned, and then there was no sound again.
The strong smell of blood temporarily suppressed the stench of feces and urine.
Seeing his son being killed like a little chicken in front of him, Songcai was speechless and his eyes were almost bleeding.
He let out a few sobs from his throat and endured the severe pain. With one good hand, he opened the drawer and found a pistol inside.
"puff!"
The scabbard of the dagger shot directly into Somchai's shoulder. He was carried by the huge kinetic energy and sat down on the ground, letting out a low and desperate roar from his throat.
Incompetent rage.
At this time, Du Weiguo walked up to him with a shotgun, looked down at him coldly, and said in a cold tone:
"You have the nerve to feel wronged. When you torture civilians like ants, do you care about their emotions? I'm very sorry. In my eyes, you are also an ant."
Du Weiguo had been speaking in English tonight, and Songchai was staring at him intently, with unclear English words coming out of his throat:
"Why?"
Du Weiguo sneered and said in a dull tone:
"Ha! It's nothing. It's just because I'm bored and occasionally want to be a good person and do justice.
Oh, by the way, you can also make some money on the way. Do you have money? If there are enough, I can give you a good time. "
Twenty minutes later, a fire broke out in the white main building of this extremely luxurious seaside manor, accompanied by a violent explosion.
An hour later, Du Weiguo drove a speedboat back to the yacht. He tossed back and forth between the speedboat and the yacht several times.
After the last trip, Du Weiguo was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely and had no image. He lay on the deck in a large figure and panted violently.
At this moment, next to Du Weiguo, there were 8 huge bulging canvas bags.
The big fox curiously jumped onto one of the pockets, hooked the zipper with his dexterous paws, and slowly opened it. Inside were all green hundred-dollar bills, densely packed, and he didn't know how many stacks there were.
The big fox jumped to another bag, which was full of bright gold bars, shining dazzlingly in the moonlight.
The big fox was silent for a long time, and then asked in a faint tone:
"Da Du, how much money is there exactly here?"
Du Weiguo took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke for a long time, and said in a lazy tone:
"I don't know either. The U.S. dollar weighs about 800 kilograms, and the gold weighs about 1,200 kilograms. Mad, I'm exhausted. Hu Da, you didn't even ask for help! You just eat and don't work?"
"help?"
The big fox looked at his slender little paws with a resentful look in his eyes, and resisted the urge to reply. The rich man is the uncle. You are absolutely right!
Two weeks later, at 11 a.m., it was still Dusit Thani Hotel, penthouse suite.
Du Weiguo received James and his entourage very enthusiastically. In fact, they were James and Sompa. Sompa had just experienced the inauguration ceremony this morning and officially took office as the deputy chief of the Pattaya Police Headquarters.
The chief of the police station, his immediate boss, had a car accident on his way home the night before yesterday. He is now lying on a hospital bed. He has never been able to get out of bed for six months.
The former mayor of Pattaya, Somchai Khunben, suffered a retaliatory attack by the remaining pirates and was directly buried in the sea of fire. Ten days ago, he and his son held a grand funeral.
The new mayor of Pattaya is an airborne trooper sent from Bangkok. He has no roots in Pattaya and the same in Bangkok. He is basically a puppet.
In fact, quite a few people have died in Pattaya in recent times. Several prominent political and business figures died in car accidents, drowned while swimming, or suffered heart attacks.
Anyway, in Pattaya, all his old relatives and friends who were close to Somchai before died unexpectedly and went with him.
The underworld is also non-stop. After Sompa quickly uncovered the murder and attack on Somchai Kunben by pirates, he led the police non-stop to eliminate several gangs that had been entrenched for many years.
These guys who were usually very fierce were completely vulnerable to Songpa's fierce attack.
The leaders and backbones had just exchanged fire, and they would be killed by sharpshooters with headshots. The rest of the gang would naturally be scattered. The people praised this, and Songpa's promotion to deputy director was even more popular.
After sitting down, James said in a humble tone:
"Mr. Wesley, all the matters you explained have been dealt with. May I ask, do you have any more specific instructions for the next step?"
Du Weiguo handed James and Songpa an authentic Cuban cigar, and even lit it for them, with a dull tone:
"James, you have been really hard on me recently."
James was flattered, leaned forward and said:
"Mr. Wesley, you are so kind. It is my honor to serve you."
In the past week, Du Weiguo turned his hands into clouds and turned into rain. His ruthless methods and courage in killing and killing have completely impressed James. He was frightened and sincerely convinced.
Du Weiguo turned his attention to Songpa and said in a calm tone:
"Songpa, what I told you before, do you already understand the rules in the market?"
Songpa's eyes were very clear and his tone was very firm:
"Yes sir, I totally understand."
"Well, that's good. Just follow the steps from now on. If you have any problems, ask James to help coordinate. If you really can't coordinate, you can ask me."
Du Weiguo said calmly, the rules he set were very simple, exactly the same as Lei Luo's method.
Evil cannot be eradicated, but it can be channeled. All the underground forces in Pattaya, such as pornography, gambling and drugs, cannot be seen in the light.
They must hand over 30% of the net profits of any business they operate, and they are not allowed to harass civilians without reason.
As for legitimate business, agents are supported to monopolize the supply of alcohol, tobacco, and military supplies, while other industries such as construction, pesticides, fertilizers, crude oil, fabrics, import and export, etc. compete normally.
As for the distribution of profits, for all transactions related to Americans, Gorilla's side will get 10% higher than before, with 6% and 10% for James.
The remaining 30% of the net profit is Du Weiguo's 8 and Somprana's 2. Of course, starting such a huge project naturally requires massive investment, and Du Weiguo is the investor and the father of the funder.
Songpa stood up at this time, saluted Du Weiguo, and said calmly:
"Sir, to maintain the relationship with the Americans, I have Officer James to maintain law and order in the market. I can barely do it, but I really don't know anything about this business. I, I'm afraid~"
Du Weiguo smiled, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and said in a cheerful tone:
"Songpa, James, I just want to introduce you to a lady. She is the general manager I hired and is fully responsible for everything I do in Pattaya."
"Ka~ka~ka~"
The crisp and rhythmic sound of high heels came from the direction of the bedroom. A moment later, Moran walked out with windy footsteps, his eyes bright and seductive!
