Spokesperson of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police Force

Chapter 622 The villain dies because he talks too much
Fang Xinwu raised his hand and pulled out a tactical dagger from his calf, and silently cut open the screen in front of the window.

At the same time, Zhou Quan put the assault rifle in his hand behind his back and replaced it with a pistol equipped with a silencer.

One of them is one of the world's top special operations experts, and the other is a special agent sent from his hometown to infiltrate the Golden Triangle, so their skills are naturally beyond doubt.

Zhou Quan held a gun to guard Fang Xinwu, and Fang Xinwu carefully climbed through the window and entered the wooden house.

Then, Fang Xinwu took over and defended the house with an assault rifle, and Zhou Quan followed him in through the window.

Although the buildings in this village are all made of wood, the construction craftsmanship is very good.

At least the wooden floor now is no different from ordinary floor when you step on it, and it won’t make any strange noises.

It was also because of this that no one on the Eight-Faced Buddha's side noticed the actions of Zhou Quan and his brothers.

Forming a two-man defense formation, Zhou Quan and Fang Xinwu quietly moved towards the bedroom of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

It is called a bedroom, but in fact it is just the innermost room of the wooden house, and there is not even a proper entrance door installed.

After entering, the first thing they saw was Wei Xingguang, the Eight-Faced Buddha, facing them with a full white beard.

Zhou Quan and Fang Xinwu already knew the profile and photos of the Eight-Faced Buddha very well, so it was impossible for them to recognize the wrong person.

Walking slowly to the bedside, Zhou Quan pointed the pistol in his hand at the Eight-Faced Buddha's heart.

However, at this moment, the Eight-Faced Buddha who was originally lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

When people get older, their sleep quality becomes very poor.

What's more, it's almost five in the morning.

According to Eight-Faced Buddha's normal daily routine, he would get up in an hour at most.

In this state, if someone suddenly appears in front of your bed, you are likely to be awakened.

The Eight-Faced Buddha felt as if someone was right in front of him, so he opened his eyes half asleep and half awake.

It didn't matter what he saw, two fully armed mysterious men were pointing black guns at him.

Even though the sky is not bright enough now, there is still a faint light that allows the Eight-Faced Buddha to see everything clearly.

The Eight-Faced Buddha, who was originally in a daze, suddenly felt his soul come out of his body, shuddered, and immediately woke up.

However, he did not make any extreme reaction. The pistol suddenly pressed against his chest made him very aware of his current situation.

If anything went wrong, he would definitely die at the hands of the two mysterious men in front of him.

Therefore, staying calm is the only possible way to change the situation at the moment.

"Which gang are you from?"

The Eight-Faced Buddha maintained its original posture to avoid causing irreparable misunderstanding.

"Seeking wealth? Or seeking life?"

"If you want to make money, it's easy!"

"I, Wei, am most enthusiastic about making friends from all walks of life. If you name a number, I, Wei, will not refuse."

"If you want to save your life, it won't be difficult!"

"I, Wei, do not think I have done anything wrong to you. It is nothing more than someone asking you to take action."

"No matter how much others offer, I, Wei, can offer double!"

The Eight-Faced Buddha's voice was very weak, and he tried his best to avoid disturbing the two mysterious gunmen in front of him.

It has to be said that this drug lord in the Golden Triangle does have a calm demeanor that allows him to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe.

Of course, deep down he was not at peace at all.

This can be seen from the fact that he subconsciously speaks in Chinese. With three quarters of Chinese ancestry, Chinese is naturally a language talent engraved in his bones.

How could anyone remain indifferent when a gun was directly placed next to their bed by an outsider?
What's more, this village is his most secret lair.

Apart from him and his children, no one else had the right to enter or leave without permission.

The armed elements under the Eight-Faced Buddha didn't even have any means of communication inside the village.

Even if they go out, there are at least two other people to supervise them.

The current situation made Eight-Faced Buddha very clear in his heart that there must be some problems with his children.

Thinking about how Wei Sali and Wei Mena went to Chiang Rai, Thailand to meet Bobby last night, the Eight-Faced Buddha immediately realized that the current situation of his two children was probably not optimistic.

He has already learned that the Thai National Police has made some major moves recently.

Regardless of whether the two gunmen in front of us are from the Thai Police General Department.

The most important thing at the moment is to calm the other person's emotions.

In the final analysis, he, the Eight-Faced Buddha, is now like fish on a chopping board.

But the other party was holding not only a knife, but a more terrifying gun.

At this time, the Eight-Faced Buddha also discovered the neglect he had made in his haste.

Chinese is a language that is engraved in his bones, but the other party may not be able to understand it.

Just when the Eight-Faced Buddha was about to switch to Thai to bribe, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Whizzing!"

Two barely perceptible gunshots were heard, and Zhou Quan chose to shoot without hesitation.

One bullet hit the Eight-Faced Buddha's heart, and the other hit a symmetrical part of his body.

The villain dies because he talks too much. Although Sir Quan is a positive character walking under the sun, he will definitely not waste any words talking to the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Things should not be delayed, otherwise things will change.

The goal of his action this time was not to capture the Eight-Faced Buddha and bring him back for trial, but to directly take down this drug lord.

If the Thai side did not need the body of the Eight-Faced Buddha, he would have turned around and left right now.

After all, they only had ten minutes to act.

Every second wasted on the Eight-Faced Buddha would increase the danger to him and his brothers.

"Carry this guy on your back, let's get back to the team!"

Inserting the pistol into the quick-draw holster on his waist, Zhou Quan greeted Xinwu from above while changing to an assault rifle and remained alert.

The reason why he chose to use a pistol just now was simply because the power and noise of a pistol were both smaller than those of an assault rifle.

If the Eight-Faced Buddha was killed with a rifle, even with a silencer installed, the bullet would definitely pass through the body of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

By then, it might cause some unnecessary trouble and alert the surrounding mercenary teams.

The situation is very good now. Fang Xinwu carries the Eight-Faced Buddha on his back and follows Zhou Quan closely. The two of them walk quickly but try to keep the noise as low as possible.

Unlike the trouble they had when entering the wooden house, this time the two chose to go directly through the main door of the wooden house.

No matter what, Fang Xinwu had an extra corpse of the Eight-Faced Buddha on his back.

If they continued to climb through the window, it would definitely affect the movements of both of them.

(End of this chapter)