Police officer Chen Shu.

Chen Shu stood within three steps of Ang Suo Ling.

Ang Suoling laughed and said, "When I saw you off the day before yesterday, I advised you not to be impulsive as a young man. I told you to stop when it was over, otherwise you would definitely be the loser. I was thinking at the time, how could someone like you leave without getting anything?"

After a pause, Ang Suoling waited for a while, but the explanation or plea for mercy he expected did not come. The high-ranking Chinese police officer just looked at him silently without saying a word.

Ang Suling tilted his head slightly, as if examining an unexpected trophy: "Sure enough, not only did you not leave, but you also circled around the mountain and sneaked into my backyard. What, is there something in these piles of broken mountains that the commander is so obsessed with? Tell me sooner rather than later, and I can send it to you by express delivery, so you won't keep thinking about running here in the middle of the night."

Chen Shuwen stood expressionless at the bottom of the steps, his hands hanging down.

As planned, Company Commander Ma should now take the initiative to find a topic to talk about with Ang Suoling, and then seize the opportunity to take Ang Suoling hostage. Meanwhile, the soldiers he brought would untie the ropes binding Chen Shu's hands as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, Company Commander Ma did not utter a sound.

Given the presence of guards all around, it's normal for Company Commander Ma not to take any action. Chen Shu, however, wasn't afraid that Company Commander Ma would betray him.

Since shooting Min Lai in front of Company Commander Ma, this middle-aged man from China has no way out in this place full of Burmese people.

Company Commander Ma's reluctance to speak doesn't mean that Secretary Chen is afraid to speak.

"General, are you afraid of me?"

Chen Shu raised his eyes and looked at the soldiers behind Ang Suo one by one, speaking in a calm tone as if he were talking about something perfectly normal.

Ang Suoling's smile froze for a moment, then he laughed even louder: "Haha, afraid of you? My Commander Chen, now you're tied to my feet, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Chen Shu withdrew his gaze, looked directly at Ang Suoling, and asked, "Are all these your soldiers?"

Angsoling put his hands behind his back, puffed out his chest slightly, and said with undisguised pride, "These are all veterans I brought from the village. Each one of them is a warrior who has killed many arrogant and conceited enemies."

Ang Suling deliberately emphasized the last sentence, implying that Chen Shu was the arrogant and conceited enemy, and that if he did not cooperate, he would be killed by his warriors.

Chen Shu nodded and echoed the other person's words, "It's clear they are all elites."

Ang Suo was taken aback. He didn't expect the other party to talk to him so calmly, without anger, panic, or fear. He was completely calm.

This stability made him somewhat uneasy.

Ang Suo Ling frowned slightly, unsure of what to say next.

However, the atmosphere did not become dull because of this. Chen Shu continued, "General, every one of your soldiers has killed people. Besides the blood of you Burmese, the blood on their hands is mostly the blood of our Chinese."

Ang Suo opened his mouth, originally wanting to explain to Chen Shu that his soldiers had never killed any Chinese, but then felt that such an explanation was too weak and would make him seem not assertive enough, so he pursed his lips again.

Chen Shu's gaze swept over Ang Suoling's shoulder for the second time, passing over the faces of the veterans behind him one by one, his tone unhurried: "You ordered them to kill four Chinese policemen and bury their bodies in the mountains. Oh, by the way, do you know where those four bodies are now?"

Ang Suo licked his dry tongue, wanting to explain to Chen Shu that he knew nothing about the four Chinese policemen, but he held back; after all, he was a general and had to maintain appearances.

He could only ask in a stiff tone, "Where?"

Chen Shu withdrew his gaze, tilted his head to the north, and gestured with his chin: "It's already been sent to China. They're probably doing DNA matching right now. Once the results are in, our main force should be arriving soon. I'd like to ask the general..."

Chen Shu paused, looked at Ang Suling's flushed face, and laughed: "When the time comes, do you think your elite soldiers behind you are more powerful, or our Chinese guns are tougher?"

The scene immediately fell silent.

After about half a minute of silence, a chilling laugh suddenly broke out.

Chen Chuan, who had been standing silently to the side, chimed in with a cold laugh: "Commander, I heard that this time they'll first send out drones and robot dogs to plow through this area, dropping bombs and cluster munitions without a second thought, and only after confirming there's no danger will the main force arrive. There's no way around it, we Chinese are precious."

China's drones and robot dogs are no longer just concepts from the laboratory. Since the appearance of robots performing street dance and wielding large swords at the Spring Festival Gala, foreign media have been in an uproar.

It's said that if you replaced the big swords in a robot's hands with rifles, it would be a naked war machine.

Ang Suo's heart pounded, but in front of his underlings, he forced himself to rebuke them, saying, "Commander Chen, you talk as if you can walk out of here alive."

Chen Shu shrugged, thinking to himself, since Company Commander Ma didn't dare to make a move right now, could he jump up and kick this so-called general down the steps, right in front of Company Commander Ma? Then he could yell at him, and the company commander wouldn't have time to keep agonizing over it.

At this moment, a man in a suit walked over and whispered a few words in Ang Suoling's ear. Ang Suoling listened while looking Chen Shu up and down, revealing a surprised expression.

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The man in the suit was the property manager of the telecom fraud park. He was fluent in both Chinese and Burmese. When he saw that things were not going well, he quickly ran to the general's side and told him the truth.

The four Chinese policemen who died were Wu Shengli, the general manager of Yong Sheng International. When he was stopped by Chinese policemen lying in wait while he was reselling piglets, his men shot him on the spot.

Ang So Ling remembered this incident. Wu Shengli had exploited the employees so much that he destroyed the last bit of hope and fear in their hearts, causing them to break down at the same time. The idea of ​​"what's the use of trying" swept through the entire company, and no matter how harshly Wu Shengli's henchmen disciplined them, it was to no avail.

The piglet's mind was filled with the thought that if he died, he died; it didn't matter, that was it. He didn't resist, he didn't beg for mercy. You can hit me, you can kill me, do whatever you want, I'm not doing it anymore.

The best solution to this kind of collective apathy is to break up the piglets and sell them all, then bring in a new batch of piglets, so that the company can resume operations.

As an important asset of the company, the piglets would definitely be accompanied by the highest level of security during transportation. Wu Shengli naturally gave his security team the highest authority, which was to solve any problems with guns.

Compared to the escape of all the piglets, the death of a few piglets during the transfer is the most normal loss.

The thugs responsible for escorting the animals could never have imagined that Chinese police officers would be lurking among the pigs. When these four police officers jumped out to carry out justice, the thugs saw it as the most ridiculous and absurd excuse that pigs on the verge of death were using to escape.

Once killed, that's it.

I like Policeman Chen Shu.