Chiang Rai.
Outside the border.
A hillside somewhere in the Golden Triangle area.
Outside a Buddhist temple.
A pickup truck.
Zhang Ziwei is wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses.
Bobby and Su Jianqiu stood nearby with different expressions.
"Boom."
Dust was flying in the distance.
Rolling smoke.
Two pickup trucks full of people were bouncing and bumping toward them.
Zhang Ziwei narrowed his eyes: "The people are here."
"Be careful."
"Yeah." Su Jianqiu nodded and put a gun against Bobby's back.
Last night, "Black Chai"'s call received a series of numbers. According to the method provided by Poppy, the police team called the Thai radio station and obtained a voice message.
The content of the voice message was very simple, asking them to cross the Thai border and come to the door of a Buddhist temple in the Golden Triangle area to meet.
This temple is dedicated to the "Erawan Buddha".
Thailand and India are both places where Buddhism is prevalent, and unlike the mainland, the teachings of Theravada Buddhism are closer to the original Buddhism, and are different from the localized "Tibetan Buddhism" and "Chinese Buddhism". This is also the power of "Buddhism".
Among them, the "Erawan Buddha" is the most famous in Thailand. It is the common name of "Brahma". It is the three main gods of Buddhism. It is the god who created the universe and the god who controls the prosperity and wealth of the world. It has boundless power and has four heads facing the southeast, northwest, and is for believers. It prays for blessings on all four sides, so it is called "Erawan Buddha".
The "Eight-faced Buddha" dares to call himself "Eight-faced". He has more four-faced faces than the Brahma Erawan Buddha, which shows the arrogance and ambition of the "Eight-faced Buddha".
Zhuang Shikai had already led his team members to ambush in the surrounding mountains and forests. They were divided into four groups of five people, grabbing rifles and ready to attack at any time...
"The target has emerged."
"The first-level combat readiness status of each team."
Zhuang Shikai slowly pulled the bolt of the gun and pointed the gun at the approaching pickup truck.
"Boom." Each pickup truck was carrying more than 30 militiamen with dark yellow skin, holding AKs, wearing turbans and shirtless shorts.
These militiamen have standard Southeast Asian looks, and their expressions reveal arrogance and confusion. They are also standard drug lord militiamen.
They are puppets controlled by drug lords under public opinions such as money, drugs, poverty, and faith. There is only blood and violence in their lives, and they have nothing to do with all the beauty. They are victims of the country's lack of political structure, and their minds are filled with ignorance and stupidity.
There is also a light machine gun on the roof of the pickup truck.
The machine gunner was loaded with bullets.
Two figures were sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck, their faces faintly revealed amid the bumps...
Although the drug lords and troops had the advantage in strength and weapons as soon as they appeared, Zhuang Shikai did not take them seriously and issued an order in an orderly manner: "Lock the machine gunners."
"Observe the co-pilot target."
The police immediately locked the machine gunner first.
Then Group B was in the right position, and the two police officers adjusted their posture and used their scopes to zoom in on the figure of the pickup truck's co-pilot.
They could vaguely see the target's upper body clothing and half of his face...
Immediately, the police officer from Group B immediately replied: "The target of car No. 1 is a female, aged between 20 and 30, with yellow hair and a white shirt."
"The target of Car No. 2 is a male, about thirty years old, wearing a camouflage military uniform and wearing sunglasses."
The officers, all wearing headsets, reported over the radio.
Zhuang Shikai nodded: "Received."
"Everyone, be careful."
"The Eight-faced Buddha is not in these two cars."
"The enemy may have backup support, most likely air power..."
He immediately determined that the real "Eight-faced Buddha" was not in the two cars. According to the comparison of intelligence, the No. 1 car was the daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha "Mianna" and the No. 2 car was the youngest son "Kapa" of the Eight-faced Buddha.
These are the basic information provided by "Bobby", and it is easy to get the answer, and the real elite power of the Eight-faced Buddha must be hidden behind it.
"Team A receives it!"
"Group B received..." The four groups of police officers leaned on their rifles and reported one after another.
When they heard that the other side might have air support, their expressions became more nervous, but now they were all ready, and they had to continue fighting no matter how fierce the battle was.
Because they couldn't leave their man behind, and Sir Zhuang couldn't give up easily.
As for the "Erawan Buddha" temple, Zhuang Shikai personally took people to see it. There was no ambush inside, only an "Eight-faced Buddha" statue! That's right! The "Eight-faced Buddha!" is enshrined in the Erawan Buddha Temple!
"Bang!" At this time, two pickup trucks stopped in front of Zhang Ziwei. Dozens of militiamen jumped out of the truck, while several machine gunners still held on to their machine guns. The young, beautiful and heroic "Mian Na" opened the door and got out of the car first.
"Kappa", who was wearing a camouflage military uniform and had an arrogant expression, then got out of the car and walked forward behind his sister.
Poppy raised her arms and shouted loudly: "Mina!"
"Kappa!"
"Sawadika!" After calling everyone, Bobby clasped his hands together, very politely.
He also took the opportunity to whisper in Chinese to Zhang Ziwei and Su Jianqiu: "This is the eldest daughter of the Eight-faced Buddha, Mena! The youngest son, Kapa! It was your eldest son, Kani, who was killed last night!"
"The Eight-faced Buddha usually doesn't show up, and his adopted son and daughter will talk about everything..."
These sons and daughters are the high-level tools of the Eight-faced Buddha. They have no real blood relationship. They are just middle-level members of the drug cartel who were adopted from childhood and controlled by kinship.
After all, drug dealers at the bottom level can use force, money, and drugs to achieve success. Middle-level personnel cannot be simply appointed. It is the most labor-saving and painstaking way to add a layer of kinship and strengthen the bond of trust between both parties.
This is also a common management method used by Golden Triangle drug dealers. They hide behind the scenes and use these sons and daughters to control the militias below.
Of course, only drug lords are eligible to use it. Because sons and daughters also need to be nurtured.
Zhang Ziwei and Su Jianqiu nodded. They had already heard from Bobby about the relevant information, but this was the first time they saw the corresponding face. They didn't expect "Mian Na" to be so good-looking...
"Sir Zhuang treats me well!" Zhang Ziwei sighed in his heart.
"Mian Na" was not polite. She stood in front of Bobby and raised her gun and said, "You killed my brother."
"not me!"
"I didn't kill!"
"It was the Hong Kong police who killed him!" Bobby was pointed at two guns at once. He suddenly panicked and waved his hands repeatedly.
Su Jianqiu took a step closer, sticking close to Bobby, holding a gun against him to signal him not to talk nonsense.
Minna's expression remained unchanged, and she suddenly pointed the gun at Zhang Ziwei: "You are an undercover agent!"
"Crash!" A large group of militiamen raised their AKs and immediately aimed at Zhang Ziwei and Su Jianqiu. Dozens of guns could shoot the three of them into pieces at any time.
Zhang Ziwei took off the pendant with a slight smile on his face and threw it directly to Minna.
"My name is Hei Chai!"
"The undercover agent has been killed by me."
"Next to me is my brother!"
“I brought three of them to Thailand!”
Minna caught the pendant and put it in her palm. When she saw the Aether Society logo and the name "Hei Chai" on it, she put down her pistol and her expression softened...
"Why should I trust you?"
"You should believe it."
"Believe in our Aether Society." Zhang Ziwei pointed at the necklace and said.
At this time, the militiamen had not yet moved their guns.
Menna and Capa had already lowered their pistols.
At this moment, Minna raised her hand and threw the necklace back to Zhang Ziwei, turned around and walked into the pickup truck and took out an intercom. The intercom under the case said in Thai: "Dad, the token has been confirmed."
"right."
"I checked it according to the method you said."
"It's not fake."
It turns out that the "Ether Society" necklace has a special anti-counterfeiting mark, which is a string of letters engraved on the edge of the round plate. The letters are in Greek with a unique engraver, and they are arranged accordingly. Everyone's letters are different, and there is almost no possibility of counterfeiting. .
When you can imitate it, you can also get the real thing.
There is no need to imitate.
Unless there are a large number of necklaces to speculate on the pattern of arrangement, where can a large number of necklaces come from? Copying the ether will lead to the old nest?
Su Jianqiu and Zhang Ziwei pricked up their ears to hear the news.
It's a pity that I don't understand.
Zhuang Shikai had noticed this early and was not surprised by the scene in front of him.
Then Minna put down the walkie-talkie and waved to the militiamen nearby. The militiamen all lowered their guns and stood by with vigilant expressions.
"Just wait a moment."
"My father wants to come and talk to you in person." Mianna said back to Zhang Ziwei.
"No problem." Zhang Ziwei chuckled and looked at the other person with a deliberately possessive look in his eyes.
Minna is no stranger to this and has long been used to it.
Capa, on the other hand, had an ugly face and looked a little unhappy.
The two sides stood quietly by the driveway and waited.
The "Eight-faced Buddha" is about to appear!
Sweat broke out from the police officers' necks and they clutched their guns tightly.
Fifteen minutes later.
"Da da da."
There was a sound of propellers.
A helicopter flies over the hills.
It began to slowly descend on the drive between the valleys.
Mena, Kapa and others all raised their heads and looked at the sky.
Zhang Ziwei, Su Jianqiu and others all stared at the militiamen opposite.
Then the second and third planes appeared...
A total of four helicopters were hovering in the sky!
This time Zhang Ziwei and others were shocked.
The action team ambushing in the mountains also had their pupils shrunk and their eyes were frightened.
Zhuang Shikai took a deep breath and began to calculate the distance and inspiration value.
This is far beyond the armed force in the movies!
This shows the vigilance of the Eight-faced Buddha!
And strength!
Fortunately, the flying altitude of the four aircraft is not high. If the distribution is reasonable, it can handle four helicopters.
At this time, a helicopter was landing, with a middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit with white hair and a round head sitting inside. The other four helicopters opened their hatches and stretched out more than a dozen rifles. All of them were white-skinned European and American employees. soldiers.
At this moment, before the helicopter riding the "Eight-faced Buddha" landed, Zhuang Shikai decisively ordered: "Action!"
"Boom, boom, boom!" Zhuang Shikai mouthed lightly, and the tail cabins of all four helicopters exploded, with huge flames emitting, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, one after another crashed rapidly.
After receiving the order, the police officers immediately pulled the trigger and started shooting: "Da da da."
Gunshots rang out loudly in the forest, flames spewed out, and bullets flew across the street in a cross-fire pattern, cutting down the militiamen on the driveway like straw.
The militiamen screamed loudly, while Zhang Ziwei and Su Jianqiu and "Bobby" were well prepared and immediately rushed behind the wall of the Buddhist temple.
