I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 63 Normal People

Another day, in the afternoon, downstairs of Lin Xi's apartment.

A dozen or so bodyguards, either Chinese or Thai, were scattered around, forming groups of two to keep watch on each other. Every time a resident in the apartment opened the door, they would attract their attention. Soon, no one went out anymore, and there were fewer and fewer passers-by on the streets.

When Basser De arrived with his men after receiving the report, the entire street had been completely emptied and all the shops were closed. He almost fired a warning shot in view of the situation. Combined with the death of Boss Peng yesterday, his first thought was whether a gunfight had already started.

When the bodyguards saw a group of police officers pouring into the street, they all drew their guns. All the big guys in Chinatown were in the apartment, and if they killed someone, they could be bailed out by the big guys. But if the police broke in upstairs, the whole family would be dead.

"What are you doing!" His men didn't dare to go forward, but Basser De didn't let them do that. He had roughly guessed the purpose of these big men coming here, so he was not afraid at all. He put the gun back into his waist, held his head high and walked towards the apartment. The bodyguards didn't dare to stop him.

The most important thing for a bodyguard is eyesight. Some people can be offended and some cannot. Don't think that everyone can become a Chinatown detective in his twenties.

The name Pakse represents authority and excellence in Thai. De or Zheng is also a common surname for Chinese in Thailand at that time. To put it bluntly, using Pakse De instead of Zheng XX means that he is preparing to enter Thai politics after making arrangements at home.

They couldn't afford to offend him, but no one was stupid enough to be the first to do so, so the bodyguards all pretended to be blind, completely ignoring the inspector and staring at the young police officers with a fierce look.

Basser De also knew the situation. He calmed his men with his eyes and entered the apartment alone. Before he reached the second floor, he saw the bodyguards guarding the stairs.

At the same time, the bodyguards also saw him, and one of them rushed upstairs to report, while the other politely made way for him.

Walking up to the second floor, before he reached the door of Lin Xi's apartment, the door opened. An uncle whose name he forgot came up to him with a smile, took his arm affectionately, and greeted him: "Basai, the last time we met...your father..."

Basser De felt a little dizzy for a moment and followed him into the room. Lin Xi was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Seven or eight middle-aged men and old men who were considered big shots outside were sitting on benches in the room.

What's the situation?
"Inspector, you've come at the right time." Lin Xi took a quick glance and said casually, "All the influential people in Chinatown are here. If there's any other bastard causing trouble, tell me all of them at once and I'll help you solve it."

Solved?!

"No, no!" Basser De shuddered, thinking of Boss Peng who was 'dealt with' yesterday. If all the big guys in the house were killed, it would not just be Chinatown that would be in chaos, but the whole Pattaya would be turned upside down.

Lin Xi turned off the TV, stood up from the sofa, and looked down at all the big guys in the room——

They are called big guys, but in fact they are just those who make a living among the gray and black. Due to the special system and customs of Thailand, they are basically brave and fierce, and have no political capital. They can't whitewash themselves much, so they can only stay in Chinatown to show off their power and live a despicable life.

Speaking of rank, they may not be as good as Jin Ya Bing, not to mention the real big boss of Hong Kong Island who was killed by him. It is unlikely that this dragon from across the river can heal Chinatown, but during the time he stayed here, it was really easy for anyone he disliked to die.

Well, it might be painful. Perhaps it was because the contempt in his eyes and his murderous intent of treating people like pigs and dogs were too suppressed, no one dared to take the initiative to say anything. After being used to killing people, they have lost their fear. For him, what is the difference between killing people and crushing pigs, dogs, flies and insects?

When you feel that you don't care from the bottom of your heart, you have already developed the so-called momentum. Your eyes and micro-expressions reveal your mentality and information. Animals will instinctively feel fear, and humans are no exception.

Perhaps in their hearts they looked down on Lin Xi, a reckless man who could only use force to solve problems mindlessly, but they did not have time to think too much about it at the moment.

"Mr. Lin." It was the youngest Bass De who recovered first. He stretched his neck stubbornly and said, "Do you know that the crime you committed yesterday is enough for me to send you to prison!"

"Oh~" Lin Xi looked at the young man in front of him with interest. As an ordinary person, he actually tried to argue with a fighter.

Thailand is not Hong Kong Island. The fighting culture here is even stronger. Since the 13th century, Thais have been very keen on fighting. In the army, any disagreement would be resolved with boxing. The princes even raised warriors to fight to please the king. When soldiers retired and warriors returned to the people when they were old, this culture would naturally spread from top to bottom.

The Thai royal family even had a history of two princes choosing warriors to fight in boxing to decide their successors, and in the following hundreds of years the whole country was extremely fond of fighting.

When ordinary people in Hong Kong see two people fighting, some will cheer, some will curse, and some will call the police. But on the streets of Thailand, if someone is killed in a fight, only some will cheer loudly.

The biggest difference, apart from the general public, is that Hong Kong Island covers up the crimes of fighters and exempts them with various reasons. In Thailand, it was simple 20 years ago. Fighters were not guilty if they killed people, but were only fined. Even this was a forced requirement after the Japanese, who lived a good life at the time, came.

Fifty years ago, it was common for fighters to kill people.

It wasn't until twenty years ago that a legal reform was passed requiring fighters to face the same punishment as ordinary people, but because of the war that broke out immediately afterwards, this law was like lesbian having sex - it was useless.

For a fighter, killing high-ranking officials or generals might really result in punishment, but if he kills a few Chinese and Chinese Americans, then there will really be no burden at all.

As a time traveler, Lin Xi certainly knew how twisted this rule was, but people in this world had long been accustomed to it. Theoretically speaking, for an ordinary person to contradict a fighter in Thailand would be courting death. In order to find out what the young man in front of him was thinking, he quietly released some murderous intent.

"Cuckoo~"

Basser De's body began to tremble with fear, and his teeth chattered, but his eyes were full of anger, mixed with the unwillingness and fear on his face, making his thin body seem to have some tension.

“Heh…” Lin Xi suddenly laughed. He was really a nice guy. Seeing a normal person in such a distorted world made him feel much better. He smiled and said, “You can go now. I’ll give Inspector Bassard a favor. I won’t hold you accountable for what happened in the past. If I see you again in the future, don’t blame me for being rude.”

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