Police officer Chen Shu.

"That idiot Wu the old man."

In front of everyone, Aung Soe Ling cursed in Chinese, then repeated it in Burmese, and finally spat on the steps.

This is a classic move to completely sever ties between the two parties.

Ang Suling had previously thought the advantage was on his side, but after Chen Shu's analysis, he felt a growing unease. After all, he was just a mountain bandit, and compared to the great power in the north, he was nothing.

Chen Chuan's output theory of drones and robot dogs, acting as a wingman to assist Chen Shu in directly attacking the opponent's vitals, undoubtedly deepened Ang Suo's fear.

Chen Shu couldn't understand Burmese, but he could still read expressions and knew that it was time to give this general a way out.

Looking around, Chen Shu quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, then took a half step back with his right foot, abandoning his initial intention of capturing the leader first.

Sometimes it's best to talk things out.

He stood still and said, "General, I came back this time specifically for this General Wu. We'll keep to ourselves, so there's no need for you to get involved."

Ang Suoling stared at Chen Shu with a serious expression for half a minute, then suddenly smiled and said, "Commander Chen, let's go upstairs and talk slowly."

The group entered the property building and went to the second floor.

The soldiers brought by Company Commander Ma were left on the first floor, and four guards from Ang Suoling took over their duties, escorting Chen Shu and Chen Chuan to Ang Suoling's office on the second floor.

The office was decorated in a very luxurious style.

The mahogany wine rack on the west side has a gilded frame and contains an entire wall of world-famous wines; in the corner stands a life-sized jade Buddha sculpture, with two rubies set in the positions of the eyes, crystal clear; the south-facing desk is more than four meters long, with only a crystal ashtray on it.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge photo behind the desk.

The photos took up almost half the wall, framed in golden nanmu wood, with luxurious wood grain carved on the frame, which was about the width of an adult's forearm.

In the photo, Ang Soling stands ramrod straight, wearing a green general's uniform with bright yellow gold stars on his epaulets and a chest full of medals.

"Release the commander." Angso waved to the guards.

Chen Shu and Chen Chuan sat down on the luxurious leather sofa in the office, while Company Commander Ma stood somewhat reservedly to the side, his eyes downcast and his attitude respectful.

Ang Suoling cut to the chase: "Commander Chen, do you want me to hand over Wu Shengli?"

"Yes."

"reason?"

"General, you know why, and I don't want to repeat myself."

Aung Soe Ling squinted at Chen Shu, raised his right hand and held up two fingers. After waiting for a while, no one responded. He then laughed self-deprecatingly and asked the guard standing opposite him in Burmese to light a cigar for him.

As a result, the guard neither knew how to cut the cap of an eggplant nor how to warm the stem, so in the end he could only light a cigarette to get by.

It's very inconvenient for him without Min-rae.

Thinking of Min Lai, Ang Suo Ling was actually somewhat disappointed. As his adjutant, he led the most elite company, but failed to capture anyone. Instead, Ma Guofeng, an outsider, got the job.

Ang Suling took a drag of his cigarette and said, "I don't like Wu Shengli. He's too petty and doesn't do things cleanly. The incident involving those four policemen was indeed done by his men. Logically speaking, he should have to clean up the mess he made."

After a pause, Ang Suling looked at Chen Shu, waited a few seconds, and then changed the subject, saying, "But he paid protection money to me, and he paid the most. If I hand him over to you, my park will be ruined, and everyone will run away. My soldiers need to eat, and their wives and children need to eat too. All this money comes from these people who pay me protection money. Even if I agreed to hand him over to you, my soldiers wouldn't agree."

Chen Shu understood. Ang Suoling didn't not want to hand over the people; he just couldn't make a show of betraying his investors in front of these online betting companies in his own industrial park.

If a warlord who relies on collecting protection money to support his army were to hand over the people who pay him the money in order to protect himself, who would dare to open a company in his industrial park and pay protection money in the future?

Chen Shu sneered, "General, to put it bluntly, even if you took everyone in your park, you couldn't survive with the lives of four Chinese policemen. If you don't hand over Wu Shengli now, when our Chinese army comes in, you won't be wondering whether you'll hand him over or not, but whether you'll live or die."

"You!" Faced with this blatant, even somewhat discriminatory, threat, Onsori's face turned ashen.

Chen Shuping looked at Ang Suoling, his tone normal and without the slightest fluctuation: "General, you've fought a lifetime of wars, you should know which battles you should fight and which you shouldn't. You have no chance of winning if you fight us head-on."

Chen Shu extended a finger, the tip pointing upwards at a 45-degree angle, slightly pointing at Ang Suoling, and while shaking his finger, he sneered, "Not at all."

Faced with repeated threats from this high-ranking Chinese police officer, Ang Suo was extremely angry. He was the one who had arrested the man, and the other party should be kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy.

But what's the situation now?

They pointed their finger at him and threatened to kill him!

Ang Suo's smile vanished completely. He stared at Chen Shu, his eyes narrowing into slits, his voice chilling to the bone: "Commander Chen, have you forgotten your own situation? I'm talking to you out of courtesy. If you don't even care about your own dignity, then don't blame me for not giving you any respect."

Hearing this, Chen Shu smiled.

He wasn't afraid of Ang So-ling turning on him even with his hands tied behind his back and more than twenty fully armed guards pointing guns at him. Now that he's in this enclosed space with only four soldiers around him, what kind of mysterious confidence does this leader of the local armed group have that makes him think he can be afraid of Ang So-ling turning on him?

To catch a thief, first catch his king; the ancients were right.

Although he was quite confident now, Chen Shu still wanted to confirm whether Wu Shengli and his thugs were in the park before taking action.

"General, how about this, we each take a step back and hand over the murderer, Big Dog and Zorroson. As for Wu Shengli, let's just let it go."

According to the clues provided by Li Xia, this guy nicknamed "Big Dog" is Wu Shengli's nephew and the captain of the company's security team.

For Wu Shengli's criminal group, he was the core of the core, and such a person would not usually be thrown out as a price to pay.

But it's not necessarily the case for guys like Zoroson who come to join them.

Chen Shu brought this up because he knew the other party wouldn't agree; essentially, he wanted to test whether Big Dog and Zorroson were in the park.

Before Ang Suoling could answer, Chen Shu hinted, "The general's management skills are truly exceptional. We just left yesterday, and you're already back to work this morning. Time really is money, haha... By the way, that basketball court outside your building is pretty good. I saw some young guys there who are really skilled at playing basketball..."

I like Policeman Chen Shu.