[The dark room was closed in the previous chapter, so some things cannot be written.

I'd like to apologize to some book friends who bought it. I'll try my best to see if I can modify it.
The general content is that several middle and high-level people from Jinmeng Club held a special entertainment performance. Dozens of local dignitaries, politicians, rich people and even celebrities watched, and were killed by Du Sheng in a wave.

In order to smoothly connect the plot, the following part is intercepted, and I sincerely apologize again]

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"Don't, don't kill me—"

Pu Zhana ignored the severe pain and heard footsteps approaching from behind, his voice trembling:
"I..., my father is the Golden Triangle Kunchai. He has more than 2000 million knives at home. I give them all to..."

Du Sheng recognized that this was the cruel executioner in the bullring, and he was also the target of his trip to make Jin Mengshe take the blame. How could he let him go.

As for 2000 million knives, only what you can get is money.

Click!

The sound of a shotgun being cocked.

"no no--"

Looking at the disguised face filled with murderous intent, Puchana's face was full of despair, and he staggered back in horror.

boom!
Pu Chana's screams stopped abruptly, and his whole body was riddled with holes like a sieve, and even dense bullet holes appeared on the floor.

Du Sheng fired another shot, blowing out Puchana's head. His father, General Kunchai, probably wouldn't even recognize him when he came.

After collecting more than a dozen fragments, Du Sheng quickly searched the body and the storage room.

Tonight is indeed a feast for the big shots, with nearly [-] million baht in revenue from the Fengqiang Museum alone.

Moreover, there is also a batch of guns and ammunition stored in the warehouse, which makes up for the almost depleted weapons inventory.

In addition, there are two large boxes of currency quietly placed in the safe, including Thai baht, knives, Hong Kong dollars and other currencies. A rough estimate is that there are at least more than 1 million baht.

It should be the payment made by Jinmeng Society to Puchana.

After just one trip, he made a lot of money. Du Sheng almost admired his ability to make money.

If I didn't have time to go to the Golden Triangle, I would go to the place where the warlords ruled.

Seeing that there was nothing left, he immediately withdrew from the crumbling style museum.

He also habitually gave away a bunch of C4 fraud kits in return.

When the local police, Jinmeng Society, and some family representatives who got the news arrived at the scene, they saw only ruins and the completely collapsed style museum.

The fire was still burning, and explosions were heard from time to time. When the fire fighters put it out, there would be nothing left.
Du Sheng ignored all this and left in a happy mood, not forgetting to call Yang Tian to remind him:
“It’s done here, let’s ask another person in charge to come out and talk.

If the other party still doesn’t know whether to live or die, launch full force tonight——”

The purpose of his action tonight was basically achieved.

In addition to killing the three middle and senior managers of Jinmeng Society and destroying the other party's transactions and pillar industries, Jinmeng Society also had to withstand the wrath of heaven.

Dozens of big shots died. The Chinese police chased General Kunchai and killed his son.
Under such a dire situation, if the person in charge of the Chiang Mai area of ​​Jinmengshe still doesn't return Hongxing's territory and assets, Du Sheng won't mind giving him another 'bad luck'!
"Brother Sheng, you won't kill them together, right?"

Yang Tian exclaimed under pressure and replied:
"Sampaio seems to be unaware of this and has promised to talk about asset sales, but in their territory."

Du Sheng did not answer directly, but said coldly:
"Why, do they still want to play tricks?"

In his indiscriminate bombardment just now, he also installed a signal jammer.

Being attacked suddenly in such a short period of time, unless the other party is using a Daisy Mate 60 with its own satellite call.

Otherwise it would be damned if the news could get out.

Yang Tian knew Du Sheng's style very well.

There is a high probability that the opponent's team will be destroyed!

When he thought about the uproar this time would cause, he was both shocked and amazed.

With such terrifying abilities and methods, I'm afraid I won't even be able to catch up with the taillights of a car in my life.

"Brother Sheng, do you want to make preparations later?"

Yang Tian suppressed his confused thoughts and asked.

Du Sheng thought for a while, and reminded:
"Our manpower is a problem. We should try our best to make arrangements for washing the ground and holding flags, and don't make wedding clothes for outsiders."

"And this is not Xiangjiang. The opponent has a gun, so don't capsize the boat in the gutter."

Afterwards, the two confirmed the flag-raising time.

Yang Tian found out strangely that this was the time when the two parties were meeting.

Talking at the same time and walking on the stage at the same time, they really complement each other!

Du Sheng came to the Hongxing branch base in Chiang Mai. He first met with Gan Zitai, but he ignored the politeness and then met with a group of middle and high-level executives.

Lin Weizhang, Yang Cuilian and others already knew the ability of the person in front of them. Although it was their first time to meet him, they did not dare to neglect him and gave him enough respect.

If time does not allow, it is necessary to spread the word.

"There isn't much time. You all go get ready. I'll celebrate with you all later."

Du Sheng glanced at the time, stood up, clapped his hands and said.

Yang Cuilian and others nodded solemnly, knowing that tonight was almost a big gamble for the Hongxing branch.

Whether it's life or death, it's a matter of course.

Before Match left, he couldn't help but said:

"Brother Sheng, since we have decided to seize the flag and take back the territory, is there still a need for talks?"

He was worried that something might happen to the big boss, since he was weak here.

Lin Weizhang on the side saw Du Sheng's expression as usual and smiled:

"This is for other communities to see."

First of all, even if other societies have ideas about the Hongxing branch, they have to consider a few points.

If the Jinmeng Society, which has a large number of people, not only fails to win the Hongxing branch, but is beaten back steadily, those societies may change their minds.

Lin Weizhang guessed that there may be some factors involved in this.

But there weren't many clues, and he didn't know the situation at the Fengqing Pavilion for the time being, so he naturally couldn't think of any of this.

Du Sheng smiled and did not answer, but pointed to the large bags of heavy objects that A Wu and others dragged in:

"Take them all and distribute them to make sure there are no mistakes."

These things were obtained from the Customs Museum and can be said to be taken from the people and used by the people.

Everyone looked happy and some couldn't wait to open the sacks.

They are all .9, Black Star, M[-] and other types of pistols, including microflush.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Cuilian's eyes, and she became more and more curious about Du Sheng.

Although goods, firearms and other stolen goods are common here due to lax border control, it is not something that ordinary society can produce with so many of them.

It seems that this person's success in becoming the first leader of Hongxing is no accident. There is probably huge power behind him.

As a result, she became more confident in tonight's big operation and said proactively:

"Brother Sheng, I have taken care of the police here in Chiang Mai. As long as the floor is washed quickly, there shouldn't be a big problem."

Although it hurts to pay tens of millions of baht, if I don't prove myself now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future.

Du Sheng glanced at her and said with a smile:

"Then the certainty of success will be even greater."

When Lin Weizhang saw this, he quickly said:
"I've already said hello to Feilong Yao. They are obviously interested in what you mentioned, Brother Sheng, but everything has to wait for the results to come out."

Fei Long Yao is a rising star in the Golden Triangle area. Most of its members are made up of people from the great Eastern countries. It is currently vaguely expected to become the third largest force in the Golden Triangle after Kunchai and the Eight-faced Buddha.

Du Sheng didn't say much and nodded:

"Then act."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the Chiangmai base of Jin Meng Society, Meng Kong Nightclub.

"Boss, the people from Hongxing are here——"

After hearing his younger brother's reminder, Sampao, who looked a little gloomy, put down the phone and said cruelly:
"Let them in."

He has already heard the report on the situation at the Chiang Rai Prefecture Customs Museum.

Completely reduced to ruins, with such serious casualties, it can be described as an unprecedented loss!

Moreover, the involvement of dozens of rich and powerful people was so deep that it not only shocked the entire Jinmeng Society and the local police, but even the royal family sent people to investigate.

But so far, the local police have not even gotten many clues, let alone identifying the murderer.

On the contrary, General Kunchai was furious and had already held Jin Mengshe responsible and forced them to give an explanation within two days.

Sampaio can no longer care about the death of his uncle Basong. As the second-in-command in Chiang Mai, he must take responsibility.

If he hadn't had some ideas about the Hongxing branch and planned to use this to wipe out the dissatisfaction from his superiors, he would have rushed to the scene by now.

"Brother Sheng, that is Sampao. His status here is second only to Basong."

Lin Weizhang pointed to the leader of the group of people walking towards him and whispered to Du Sheng.

Du Sheng looked at him for a few times, but did not get up to receive him. Instead, he leisurely lit a cigarette.

People who don't know better think that he is the person in charge here.

"You bastard, you are so crazy!" "You still drag yourself like this on our territory, you are looking for death——"

Everyone in Jinmengshe was furious and wanted to take action.

Sampao frowned, waved his hand to suppress his dissatisfied subordinates, came to Du Sheng, and said calmly:
"Are you the person in charge of Hong Xingxin?

It seems like you don’t want to have a good conversation? "

"Talk, of course we have to talk"

Du Sheng almost blew out a puff of smoke in front of Sampaao and replied in Thai:

"But you swallowed up my land assets, how can we negotiate?"

"This is not Hong Kong Island. We bought it with real money. You can either spend money to buy it back or start an all-out war."

Sampao stared at Du Sheng with a fierce expression:

"You have no choice."

"No choice? Haha"

Du Sheng smiled contemptuously and suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand and pressed Sampao's head on the table.

Bang!
An ashtray fell down, and Sampao's head was instantly bruised and bloody, and he screamed in agony.

Everyone in Jinmeng Society immediately exploded, and they reached out to their waists in anger.

"Try moving again, believe it or not, I'll blow his head off!"

Lin Weizhang was well prepared, and he directly took out his gun and pointed his ferocious gaze at Sampao's head.

The younger brothers next to him also moved quickly, and they all took out their guns and aimed at the people around them.

Du Sheng pressed the cigarette butt on Sampao's cheek, making a sizzling sound.

"Tell me, do you have a choice now?"

Sampao felt the burning pain, his eyes were filled with cruelty and resentment:

"You're dead, I guarantee you won't be able to get out of here -"

"Threaten me? You have the guts."

Du Sheng had a grenade in his hand, and he sneered and pulled the ring.

"I want to see why I can't get out."

"Don't, don't—"

Sampao was frightened and frightened. He could not maintain his composure and crawled away in panic.

Although he had hundreds of subordinates outside, who would have thought that he was a madman in front of him!
He fell out on the spot after a disagreement, but still dared to launch a grenade attack?

In such a closed space, isn't he afraid of committing suicide?
Moreover, there are only more than 1000 people left in the Hongxing branch, less than one-sixth of the Jinmeng Society.

With such a big show tonight, are you not worried that the Hongxing branch will be uprooted?
Unfortunately, he was destined to not get the answer.

Boom!

A second later, the high-explosive grenade exploded.

Sampaio couldn't avoid it at all, and fell bloody and bloody next to the wine cabinet.

The chandeliers in the nightclub were blown apart and cracks appeared on the walls.

The closest members of the Jinmeng Society were directly blown into sieves, and those further away were also blown away by the shock wave.

A Wu, Lin Weizhang and others stayed away early, hid to the side and locked, the triggers in their hands kept moving.

"We can't just have a good chat, but we have to threaten. Isn't this asking for death?"

Du Sheng shook his head. He originally planned to leave it as soon as it was good.

Get back the lost territory and assets, and then ask the other party to compensate you.

Now it is impossible not to expel the Jin Meng Society’s forces from Chiang Mai.

Otherwise, others would think he was here for a trip.

Da da da!
Du Sheng picked up a handful of microflush at random and called the names one by one.

Members of the Jinmeng Society outside wanted to rush in for rescue, but two more grenades were thrown out of their pockets.

In less than a moment, half of the people standing in the nightclub were gone.

The members of the Jinmeng Society outside the door were blown up to pieces. They went crazy and tried to rush in. As a result, more than a dozen blood holes appeared on their bodies the next moment.

It is impossible for people to be afraid of death. Seeing that the opponent's firepower was too strong, the members behind them retreated subconsciously. Suddenly, there was a wild burst of fire from the side, and flowers suddenly bloomed on their bodies.

More than a dozen vans roared over, and Ekin and others rolled down their windows and started their sudden journey with Wei Chong in their arms.

If a reporter captured this scene, it would be guaranteed to make headlines tomorrow.

Unfortunately, the highway was blocked by a large overturned truck, making it impossible to get in or out.

As for the streets on both sides, there were no pedestrians at the moment. Even the shops and entertainment venues had closed their doors early, fearing that it would harm Chiyu.

"Ahem, madman, are you crazy?"

Sampao's body was covered in scars, but he survived despite wearing a bulletproof vest. He coughed and got up.

He glanced at the dead men, and his rage instantly turned into fear.

These dragons crossing the river are so cruel and cruel!
Even if you just shoot in a place like this, you actually throw grenades?
Not even a trace of scruple, what is this but a lunatic?
"Stop! Let your people stop, I will give you all the land assets here..."

Sampaio was frightened and shouted in panic.

"Were you blown away?"

Du Sheng glanced at him with a hint of contempt:
"The land assets here belong to Hongxing. With such a big loss tonight, you Jinmeng Society should think about how to compensate."

"In the future, there will no longer be a Jin Meng Society here in Chiang Mai."

After saying that, a gunshot rang out and Sampaio's forehead exploded.

Meanwhile, two streets away.

"Everyone bring the guys and drive Jin Meng She out of Chiang Mai tonight!"

Yang Tian got out of the car with over a hundred young men with murderous intent and headed towards the shop run by Jin Mengshe.

They dispersed with purpose, regardless of whether they noticed the situation outside, they rushed in and had an American-style meal.

Before the members of the Jinmeng Society could take out their weapons, they were shot to the ground.

It was cleared up in just a few moments.

"Someone is cleaning up here, next one!"

Yang Tian quickly evacuated, regrouped, and headed to the next house.

Similar situations have occurred in various streets in Chiang Mai Province.

One side comes prepared, and each team is assigned members of the Apocalypse Team.

The other side was almost unprepared, and not many had firearms. The result was predictable.

At this time, several refrigeration trucks drove in.

If anyone looked carefully, they would find that their movement trajectory was very close to the store where the gunshots were fired.

Ekin, Match and others jumped out of the car and directed the people behind them:

"Hurry up and deal with it, we don't have much time left."

Although bribery of police officers is a common practice in the local area, there is such a big fuss tonight that the other party cannot remain indifferent.

A group of acquaintances dragged the body, rinsed it with water pipes, sprinkled disinfectant, and ransacked the cash box.
"Brother Match, the fire fighters here must know it, can't they hide it from the purge like this?"

A young man pointed at the front desk and the door panel, which were full of bullet holes.

"Who said purges are meant to be hidden?"

Match held a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly:

"You only need to know one thing. There is no benefit in letting you wash the floor at night. Are you willing?"

The younger brother was honest and shook his head.

Tonight, in addition to the rewards, they will also get a share of the transportation. Otherwise, who would be shouting slogans?

He suddenly reacted and said this.
"That's right, if we let the police come clean the floor at night, will they be satisfied? If they are dissatisfied, they will definitely arrest them."

Of course Match wouldn't tell him about using money to smash through it, so he said leisurely:
"Now that we do it ourselves, they can tell them after just one look. They can feel relaxed and go back to sleep with their mother-in-law in their arms. How are you, how are I, how are everyone."

Anyway, when the police come, they have to deal with it, as long as they can't see the body.

This happens at least several times in a month, and they have long been numb.

But having said that, Matcha was also a little stunned.

Over there in Xiangjiang and Haojiang, the battle between the two prefixes is never so fierce.

Even the use of guns is rare.

But the country borders the Golden Triangle, and if the problem of gun proliferation cannot be solved, this is what will happen.

However, major events happened one after another in Jinmengshe tonight, which is good for Hongxing's operation.

(End of this chapter)

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