Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 493 Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
The sturdy man who was coming towards him raised his elbow to block, and the rattan chair was thrown aside.

The sturdy man did not slow down and rushed forward again.

Bao Tianqiang stood between him and Yang Zixiong. He first glanced at Hao Fan next to him. The bastard didn't show any expression at all. He was still biting the watermelon in his hand, looking like he was watching a show.

Bao Tianqiang was helpless and quickly stopped the burly man who was two heads taller than him: "Where the hell are you from? You are so arrogant!"

The man had a fierce look in his eyes. He grabbed Bao Tianqiang's shoulders and tried to drive him away. He pointed at Yang Zixiong and cursed him viciously: "In May 09, in a subdivided flat in Sham Shui Po, this guy took a knife and cut the tendons of my brother's hands and feet! Tell me, should I settle this account with him?"

Yang Zixiong clenched his fists and walked towards him: "I remember now, I cut the tendons of the scumbag you mentioned. You want to avenge him? Come on, come and kill me!"

Upon hearing this, veins bulged on the sturdy man's forehead. He picked up the fruit knife on the rattan table next to him and separated Bao Tianqiang with one hand.

Bao Tianqiang was a smart man. When he saw the man drawing his knife, he dodged to the side without him having to push him away. He picked up a rattan chair and stood in front of the sturdy man.

"I'm telling you, young man, this is Boss Hao's territory. According to the rules of the underworld, it's very rude of you to use a knife like this!
We are here to do business, to fight for wealth, not life and death!"

The sturdy man raised the tip of his knife and pointed it at Yang Zixiong who was ten meters away: "I must kill him!"

At this time, a group of people stood on the steps. They first nodded to Hao Fan who was sitting in a chair, and then watched the show with great interest.

Hao Fan, in the manner of a host, threw away the watermelon in his hand, wiped his hands with two pieces of tissue, pointed at the strong man and said, "If I remember correctly, you are from Haixi Province. Your boss's nickname is 'Big Ghost Zhang'. You are his cousin, right?"

The sturdy man glanced at Hao Fan, still not putting down the knife, and nodded: "Yes, Boss Hao, my name is Zhang Bing."

Hao Fan pointed at Yang Zixiong and smiled: "He cut the tendons of your brother's hands and feet. It's right for you to take revenge, but I have to hear what he says."

Yang Zixiong said nothing, but just stared at the strong man coldly.

Bao Tianqiang walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "Yongzi, is this really the case?"

Yang Zixiong nodded: "In 09, his younger brother was wanted by the inland police, so he ran to Sham Shui Po to make a living. This kid gathered a group of people and wanted to seize the white powder business. He was beaten up by several gangs. After that, this kid restrained himself a little.

However, in May 09, I ran into this guy selling goods to students, and I saw with my own eyes that he had imprisoned some students, all girls, in a subdivided flat.

This guy used drugs to support prostitution, and used prostitution to sell drugs, and he harmed many people. One girl took an overdose and died on the rooftop. When she was found, her body was covered with rats. "

Yang Zixiong's voice was neither hurried nor slow, and everyone could hear it.

Bao Tianqiang swallowed his saliva and said, "Is this something a human would do? No matter how bad we are, we can't be this bad!"

He turned to look at Hao Fan: "Boss Hao, listen to me, I did nothing wrong. If anyone saw this situation, they would not be able to resist taking action, right?"

"Bullshit!" Zhang Bing cursed, "My brother didn't provoke you. He doesn't compete with you for business. He has a group of people who need to eat. To eat, he has to make money. If he doesn't make money from students, whose money is he going to make?
Damn it, you guys relied on your own territory to cripple him. No matter what, this man can't leave today!"

Bao Tianqiang immediately hit back: "I farted? Can you have some moral integrity? Let's be human beings first, then do business. Your brother is not a human being, and he will be exposed sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bing gritted his teeth and stepped forward with a knife in hand.

Seeing that he was really going to fight to the death, Bao Tianqiang quickly asked Hao Fan for help: "Boss Hao, please say something. We are here to do business, and we can't see blood!"

Hao Fan smiled, put down his crossed legs, turned over his left palm, and scratched his nose with his thumb.

"What's the big deal about a few girls dying?" Hao Fan sneered, "It's not uncommon for such things to happen to a gangster like you. What's the point of talking about morality and humanity?
I remember when I was at my lowest point, I was chased by my enemies for several months. I hid in the jungle in northern Myanmar. I ate rats and bats and endured it for two whole weeks.

Finally, taking advantage of my enemy's laxity, I walked 50 kilometers in the dark along the mountain road and rushed to his home. I took a bone pick and slaughtered his entire family.

My enemy was not at home and was outside trying to catch me. In order to drive him crazy, I boiled a pot of water in his yard.

This man has a pair of children, a six-year-old daughter and a two-year-old son. I just want to defeat my enemy and make him lose his mind.

Damn it, you dare to go against me, do you hate me as much as I do? !
When my enemy came back and saw what was in the pot, he went crazy, really crazy, without me having to do anything.

Afterwards, I heard from others that he put his hand into the boiling water, trying to fish something out, "Tsk tsk..."

Even though those standing around were all heinous drug dealers, they couldn't help but shudder when they heard his words.

Yang Zixiong stared at him coldly. He suddenly realized that he had been undercover for six years. He originally thought that those gangsters and gang leaders of the same generation were the worst.

But he didn't expect that the drug lord from Myanmar in front of him had absolutely no humanity at all.

Bao Tianqiang also felt a chill in his heart. People in the underworld should at least have some moral principles, but these drug dealers have no humanity at all!
Just as the two were stunned, Hao Fan grinned and said, "What are you still standing there for? If you want revenge, just do it!"

Before Yang Zixiong could react, a figure was already running in front of him, holding a fruit knife, heading straight for his chest.

The two sides were only one step apart, and there was a pool behind him. He had no way to retreat and could only grab the blade. The blade cut his palm and blood oozed out immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Bing threw a straight hook with his left hand, heading towards Yang Zixiong's temple.

Yang Zixiong took a half step back, his heels already on the edge of the pool, his body suspended in the air.

If this punch landed, Yang Zixiong would fall into the pool and be at a disadvantage.

"Yongzi, kill him!" Bao Tianqiang screamed.

Seeing the fist coming, Yang Zixiong stretched out his right hand, wrapped it around Zhang Bing's arm, and moved it downward flexibly, instantly grabbing the clothes under the opponent's armpit.

Seeing that he was about to fall down with the other person, Zhang Bing quickly stopped his feet and pulled back hard to try to steady his body.

Yang Zixiong held the blade, endured the severe pain, and used his legs to pull the opponent back. He used the force to run forward, turned around, and went behind Zhang Bing, ten steps away.

Zhang Bing was teetering on the edge of the pool and almost fell into it.

At this moment, a hand quickly grabbed the clothes on his back and dragged him back.

Zhang Bing was startled and turned around immediately, only to find that the person helping him was a charming woman in a red long dress.

Du Qinma winked at him and said, "Brother, you are not as agile as him. Are you sure you want to kill him?"

Zhang Bing swallowed his saliva, just glanced at her, and then turned his gaze to Yang Zixiong.

"Not only will I kill him, I will gut him!"

Hao Fan leaned forward and clapped his hands: "That's right, you are brave! Only by killing your enemies can you make money without distraction. Come on, continue...

By the way, I want to make it clear that no more bodies can be buried in Lao Gong’s tea garden. I can even smell the smell of corpses when I drink tea. If anyone dies, we can only feed them to the dogs. We are not responsible for collecting the bodies.”

You are next to Marxism-Leninism... When Bao Tianqiang heard this, he wanted to kill this bastard.

However, at this point, he seemed to have sensed something. Yang Zixiong was inexplicably entangled by this strong man. Was this pre-arranged? Or was it really just a coincidence?
Did Hao Fan already know in advance the identity of Yang Zixiong's informant?

Countless possibilities flashed through Bao Tianqiang's mind. If the secret was really revealed, Hao Fan would not be able to sit here peacefully.

This is not Myanmar. You can't just pay money to get a way out. Do you think you can hide in the jungle for a while and come out as a man again?
Are you kidding? Even if you hide in the mountains, the inland police will be able to find you and you will not be able to escape.

As long as you cross the border and are discovered by the police, there is a high probability that you will not be able to escape.

At the same time, Bao Tianqiang was wondering why the police hadn’t come yet. Didn’t Yongzi contact them?
He looked at Yang Zixiong, who squinted his eyes, tore off the tablecloth on the rattan table, wiped the blood off his left hand, then picked up a corner of the tablecloth, wrapped it around his right hand twice, and swung it in the air. He circled it vigorously a few times, and twisted the tablecloth into a rope.

Hao Fan’s previous words were very clear, regardless of life or death, the bodies would be fed to the dogs.

Since the person in front of me wants to kill me, there is no room for maneuver.

Zhang Bing stared at him coldly and bared his teeth: "Fuck you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward, guarding against the cloth rope in Yang Zixiong's hand with his left hand and hiding the knife in his right hand.

Yang Zixiong stood still and waited for Zhang Bing to get close to him. Then he raised the rope in his hand and whipped it directly towards Zhang Bing's face.

This is what Zhang Bing was waiting for. He dodged, grabbed the rope, and stabbed Yang Zixiong's ribs with the knife in his right hand.

Yang Zixiong grabbed the rope and pulled it forward with all his strength. At the same time, when Zhang Bing was about to draw his knife, he took a sharp step forward and raised his left leg high.

"Oh!"

Zhang Bing's chin was hit hard by the toes, his hand holding the rope loosened, and the whole person fell backwards.

The drug dealers who were watching were so shocked that they almost heard the sound of bones breaking.

But it was not over yet. Yang Zixiong ran forward, first kicked the fallen fruit knife into the pool, then he knelt on one knee, raised his sandbag-sized fist, and smashed it into Zhang Bing's face.

One, two, three...

Blood was flowing from Zhang Bin's mouth and nose. He was crying out in pain at first, but as Yang Zixiong continued to beat him, he could no longer make any sound.

Bao Tianqiang saw that Yang Zixiong seemed to be crazy, and immediately shouted: "Yongzi, stop fighting!"

Yang Zixiong's eyes were red. He turned his head to look at Hao Fan who was sitting in the chair, and said in a cold tone: "Boss Hao, this is your territory. Do you want him to die?"

Hao Fan narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, then he smiled slightly and looked at Gong Rong standing beside him: "Old Gong, is there a doctor here?"

Gong Rong shook his head: "Why should I support a doctor? Money doesn't come from the wind."

Hao Fan turned his head and stared at Yang Zixiong coldly: "Did you hear me? You beat him like this, should I still find a doctor to treat him? Didn't I just say it? Kill him and feed him to the dogs!" "Okay!" Yang Zixiong grinned.

He raised his fist and punched Zhang Bing in the head again.

Bao Tianqiang swallowed his saliva. He had no idea what Yang Zixiong was thinking at the moment. If it were in the past, he could have made a rough guess. This kid never killed someone, but this time he really wanted to beat someone to death, even though the other party was a drug dealer and his death was not a pity.

However, killing someone is killing someone, and his psychology will become more and more distorted. What's more, in the future, when Yang Zixiong's identity is restored, he will have to wear a uniform.

At this moment, Yang Zixiong seemed to be possessed by a demon, punching Zhang Bing on the head one after another. The opponent's face had turned into a pig's head, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Bao Tianqiang gritted his teeth, his heart tensed, and he picked up a fruit knife from Hao Fan's desk. The knife was one foot long and was used to peel fruit.

Bao Tianqiang ran forward, grabbed Yang Zixiong's arm, pulled him back, and squatted down.

Bao Tianqiang gritted his teeth, gripped the knife handle tightly, stabbed it into Zhang Bing's neck, and then quickly pulled out the knife.

With a "puff" sound, blood gushed out and sprayed into the pool behind.

In the pond, two huge koi carps hiding under the dead branches and leaves were frightened and quickly swam away.

"Knock down the street, you hit my little brother, bah!" Bao Tianqiang threw the knife in his hand to the ground, stood up, and tore a few tissues on the table to wipe his hands.

Zhang Bing raised his head and kicked his legs backwards continuously. He used the last of his strength to try to cover the wound on his neck, but eventually, his eyes began to turn gray and the only sound in his ears was the sound of blood spurting out.

Finally, his pupils dilated, his body went limp, and his head hung over the edge of the pool.

The spotlight by the pool shone on the side of his face, reflecting a green and dark red blood that continued to flow into the pool water from the wound on his neck.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.

Especially the women and the man with the camera hanging around his neck, they all felt a chill in their hearts.

Yang Zixiong squatted on the ground, staring at Zhang Bing's body with a dazed look in his eyes.

Bao Tianqiang kicked him and said, "You only know how to use brute force and always cause trouble for me. This time when you go back, burn some incense for Master Guan and face the wall."

Hao Fan on the side blinked, tilted his head to look at Bao Tianqiang, clapped his hands and said: "Master Bao is worthy of being the third deal with Sheng. He kills people without blinking an eye."

Bao Tianqiang chuckled and clasped his fists, saying, "Boss Hao, you are too kind. I am sorry for making such a mess of your place."

Hao Fan waved his hands, and the bodhi tree on his wrist shook.

"It's okay. Before we discuss business, I just want to use this corpse to pray to the gods..."

Hao Fan clasped his hands together and shook them in front of his chest: "May the Buddha bless you, and I hope everything goes well."

Seeing that his expression was quite pious, Bao Tianqiang also clasped his hands together and bowed.

Hao Fan looked at Gong Rong who was standing aside and ordered, "Feed the corpse to the dogs and clean up this place."

"Okay, boss." Gong Rong called a few strong young men to drag Zhang Bing's body away.

Hao Fan then stood up and faced the group of people standing on the steps, clasped his hands together and said, "You all have come from far away, and I am sorry for not being considerate. I will make you laugh."

These people didn't dare to say a word and just nodded and bowed.

"Everyone sit down and chat." Hao Fan invited them.

After a moment, more than thirty people slowly sat down around the rattan table in front of Hao Fan.

Bao Tianqiang originally wanted to choose a seat farther away, but Hao Fan patted the chair next to him and said, "Master Bao, come here."

Bao Tianqiang smiled, put on a flattering expression, and walked over.

Yang Zixiong followed behind him, his mind completely unfocused on the scene before him.

Hao Fan glanced at the crowd and said with a smile, "I am very grateful to everyone for giving me a favor and taking such a big risk to come here."

At this time, Hao Fan waved his hand, and several younger brothers brought a tray with a cigar box on it.

He took a few cigars and began distributing them to the crowd.

"Old Jiang, long time no see. I remember we met in Yangon three years ago?"

Lao Jiang nodded hurriedly, took the cigar thrown to him with both hands, and said with a smile: "Boss Hao has a good memory. It's been three years since we last met."

Hao Fan then spoke to another person, "Ah Fei? Did I call you that right? I heard that you bought a yacht in Brazil, and it was burned down by local gangsters?"

The man with the camera hanging around his neck nodded and said, "Boss Hao, this happened several years ago. Do you still remember this?"

Hao Fan pointed with his finger, raised his eyebrows and said, "I know everyone who does business with me."

He reached out and patted Bao Tianqiang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are the same as Master Bao. Have you been getting the goods from Lao Tai in recent years?"

"This..." The camera man swallowed his saliva and quickly explained: "Boss Hao, there is really no other way. Longchuan City is blocked. We can only find some supplies from Lao Tai to make a living. We all have to eat, right?"

Hao Fan nodded: "Yes, you guys eat, I want to eat too!"

"Except for you..." Hao Fan pointed at everyone one by one, "You, you, and Sister Fangfang, the number of times you pick up goods has decreased by one third compared to before!"

When these people heard this, they were so scared that they stood up immediately.

Hao Fan smiled and waved his hands: "Sit, sit, sit down, I'm not a devil, the one who just killed someone was Master Bao, don't be afraid of me."

Everyone returned to their positions tremblingly, with their knees together and their faces pale.

Hao Fan pondered for a moment and said, "We are all on the same boat. Some of you are my relatives. My grandfather was a defeated soldier. He was so stupid that he didn't know how to surrender and ran to the barren land of Burma.

In those years, he had to support soldiers, arm himself, and fight for territory. Without money, he had no choice but to sell drugs. Later, he was defeated by the Burmese military, leaving only a dozen guns for my father. My father was also a coward who indulged in eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking.

My Hao family was able to get back on its feet thanks to my eldest brother, second brother, and me. The three of us brothers relied on a dozen guns to expand our business. When we were at our most powerful, even Khun Sa had to give us some face!
But now, the road to making money by trafficking in drugs is no longer viable, especially the police here, they hate us!
Don’t think that Naw Kham is arrogant now, something bad will happen to him sooner or later!

The Myanmar police can't do anything to him, but the police here will definitely deal with him.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have said so much, but my point is that we must find another way out and give up the business of trafficking in drugs!"

As soon as this was said, someone immediately refused to do it: "Boss Hao, what you said makes sense, and we don't want to risk our lives, but what can we do to maintain our current life?

You know, my son and daughter are studying in the UK, and I have two illegitimate children. I have a whole family to support, so how can I make money from other businesses?"

The camera man pondered and said, "I agree with what Boss Hao said. The money earned from drug trafficking is exchanged for lives. Before I came here, I heard that there was a man named Jiang Xiaobin in Longchuan City who died. Another person nicknamed Guanyin was also arrested by the police.

Instead of dancing on the edge of a cliff, it’s better to stop and do some serious business.”

Hearing this, Hao Fan raised his finger and pointed at him: "Yes, we should do a serious business. I have an idea. Listen to me."

"I have enclosed a piece of land in Myanmar and will start construction after the Spring Festival. I plan to build an electronics park. You will be responsible for setting up a company in each province and bring people to me in the name of recruiting workers. We will make money together."

When he said this, everyone immediately understood what he was thinking.

Someone asked: "Is it really that profitable to commit fraud?"

Hao Fan slapped the armrest of the chair next to him and said, "This is a huge profit! And it's also very safe. We recruit people through the Internet, and it's hard for the police to find out. Let's not do it openly. Let's have multiple identities and find a few people to take the lead. We hide behind the scenes. If it doesn't work, you can go abroad or hide abroad. Just find a good agent!

The inland police only arrest them, they can't catch us at all, there is no risk at all!"

The camera man took a breath and said, "This is really a good way to make money, but... Boss Hao, that Luo Yanwang from Haidong Province works in the Public Security Bureau of Yun Province. He is very powerful, and I am afraid..."

"Why should I be afraid of him?" Hao Fan said, "Does he have the ability to come to Myanmar to catch me? Besides, if you all go abroad to do this, no matter how powerful he is, he will be out of reach!"

"Boss Hao, we need to go back and think about this matter..."

Hao Fan leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Are you really afraid of that Luo guy?"

The camera man nodded: "Yes, there are some..."

Hao Fan looked at the others, and they also nodded.

Hao Fan laughed and shook his head: "Okay, you guys think about this first, but I have to say one thing, this Luo Yanwang will not live beyond next year, someone wants his life! It won't be too late to talk about it after he dies.

After the Spring Festival, my electronics park will start construction. If you have time, you can go and have a look. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to make money.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the cigar cutter and leisurely trimmed the cigar head.

However, at this moment, one of Gong Rong's men came running in hurriedly from outside.

Gong Rong glared at him: "You have no manners, why are you so flustered?"

The man swallowed his saliva and shouted breathlessly: "Boss, something terrible has happened. The brothers down the mountain sent back news that the mountain is full of armed police and has been surrounded on all sides!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Hao Fan paused with the cigar in his hand and his pupils shrank!
The others quickly stood up from their chairs, frightened out of their wits!
(End of this chapter)