City Marshal

The faces of the section chief and the fat platoon leader turned gloomy. This was their purpose. Now they felt embarrassed to be pointed out, but what Chu Tian said next made them even more annoyed: "I have already said that if you want to frame me as the Communist Party of Burma, you must Don't dream, if you don't leave the bamboo building, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The Chief of the Fan Section couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "You have to figure it out, this is Myanmar Dian, and this is the Golden Triangle. As long as I suspect that you are agents, you must be investigated. If you don't cooperate, we can enforce the law. You can be shot, no matter whose friends you are."

After the section chief finished speaking, he made a look at the two plain clothes beside him, and the two plain clothes from the intelligence department rushed towards Chu Tian. Feng Wuqing and Nie Wuming took two steps forward with no expression on their faces, and then pinched them aggressively. wrists, and with a twist, they dropped them on the ground like spinning pinwheels.

When the fat platoon leader saw that Chutian and the others dared to hurt someone in front of him, he couldn't help becoming annoyed. He pulled out a short gun from his waist and shouted at Chutian: "Do you still have the law? You are asking for trouble for Mr. Sha, all of you Don't move, or I'll shoot you."

Chu Tian recently said with a smile on his face, "The insurance is not on."

The fat platoon leader looked down, and at this moment, Chu Tian flashed to his side and stuck in his arms, pinched the fat platoon leader's left wrist with his left hand, held the back of his right palm with his right hand, and pressed his fingers on his clasp. The index finger of the trigger, and then blasted at the heads of the two civilian intelligence officers who had just stood up with the force of lightning.

'Bang bang' two shots were fired, and the two plain clothes of the intelligence service fell to the ground and did not move. The blood spilling from their heads declared their death.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly, and without warning.

Chu Tian controlled the fat platoon leader's body, turned around and shouted at the stunned soldiers in Shacheng with his short gun in hand, "These two members of the Burmese Communist Party pretended to be members of the Burmese Tenant Intelligence Office and intended to kill the distinguished guests of the Sha family. Killed."

The soldiers in Shacheng were at a loss, they really didn't see who fired the gun.

Ming'er seemed a bit at a loss, Chu Tian shot and killed two intelligence officers, which was a major event of beheading.

The fat platoon leader and the section chief came to their senses, shouting, "Presumptuous, presumptuous."

Dozens of soldiers from Shacheng rushed up, and eight of Sha Qinxiu's cronies also pushed up. Nameless Nie flashed out lightly, holding two German grenades in his hand, and instantly made the soldiers back a few steps, not daring to Everyone knows that these two German grenades are enough to blow them up.

Ke'er and Yang Feiyang also pointed their guns at the fat platoon leader and the section chief, and the situation became serious.

Chu Tian let go of the fat platoon leader but held his short gun, hands behind his back, walked up to the angry section chief, and said flatly: "section chief, tell me the truth, why did you pretend to be a government official to shoot me? Are you Not a senior cadre of the Communist Party of Burma? What is the position? Who is the internal response?"

Although the Chief of the Fan Section was angry, he did not lose his mind. When he heard that he was framed by Chu Tian, ​​he yelled angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you framed me, I am the Chief of the Eighth Section of the Intelligence Department, how could I be a member of the Burmese Communist Party, you killed us Two men, you have to pay the price, you have to pay the price."

Chu Tian snorted heavily: "You said you are the section chief of the intelligence department, what can you prove?"

The section chief pointed to the fat platoon leader and said, "He can prove that he was sent by Mr. Shacheng to assist me. Could it be that Mr. Shacheng will collude with members of the Communist Party of Burma?"

Chu Tian stared at the section chief, and said with a slight sneer, "You will take the hat off. Could it be that Ms. Sha is also colluding with members of the Communist Party of Burma? Is it possible that General Sha was deceived by you?" Then he turned his head and looked at the fat platoon leader : "Can you prove that he is the chief of the intelligence department?"

Although the fat platoon leader was angry, he was afraid of Chutian's methods and Nameless Nie's grenade, not to mention that Ke'er and Yang Feiyang had their guns pointed at his head, so he still didn't dare to fight, and reluctantly replied: "I can prove that He's the head of the intelligence service."

Chu Tian seemed to know that he would answer like this, and continued to ask: "How do you prove it? Do you have any documents? Do you have any documents? Have you seen it? Fat platoon leader, I warn you, if you give false evidence indiscriminately, he will not be able to prove himself later. You are the chief of the intelligence department, so don't blame me for being ruthless to you."

The fat platoon leader was slightly stunned. He really hadn't seen the certificate of the section chief. Although he knew that the person General Sha asked him to assist would not be fake, what if the section chief couldn't prove it at this time?So he could only say vaguely: "General Sha sent me to assist in the investigation, but I haven't seen the documents."

With a smile on his face, Chu Tian nodded and turned to the chief of the Fan Section, saying, "Chief Fan, you are in a bit of trouble now. If you can't prove that you are the chief of the intelligence department, then I will deceive General Sha with bad intentions. Burmese You were shot as an accomplice."

At this time, the section chief of the Fan was aggrieved, but he was helpless. He believed that Chu Tian dared to shoot, and hurriedly touched himself, but found that he hadn't brought his ID for a long time. He pointed to his two companions on the ground anxiously and said, "I No papers, but they definitely have them."

Chu Tian was unmoved, slowly raised the short gun in his right hand, and said flatly: "They are members of the Burmese Communist Party and have been killed, so the certificates are naturally fake; taking ten thousand steps back, even if their certificates are genuine Yes, they can only prove themselves, not you."

The Chief of the Fan Section shouted angrily: "You are deliberately framing, and you are arrogant and unreasonable."

Chu Tian's face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Then you can't prove yourself. As you said, as long as you are a suspected member of the Communist Party of Burma, you need to actively cooperate with the investigation. If you don't cooperate, you have the power to Law enforcement, even shooting you."

The barrel of a gun is political power and the right to speak.

The head of the Fan Section gradually became flustered, and suddenly remembered something: "You are not a law enforcement agency, and you have no power to enforce the law."

Chu Tian showed two small dimples, the short spear was still raised, and said calmly: "The Bamboo Tower is my site where Miss Sha rewarded me, so I can naturally enforce the law."

The section chief looked at the muzzle of the gun that was gradually raised, sweating, and turned to look at the fat platoon leader: "Platoon leader, you should say something for me, this is your territory."

The fat platoon leader looked up at Chu Tian, ​​and said in a warning tone: "The head of the Fan Section is General Sha's guest. If you kill him, General Sha will be very angry and the consequences will be serious."

'boom. '

Before the fat platoon leader finished speaking, the gun in Chu Tian's hand rang again, and the bullet shot into the face of the section chief, and then passed out from the back of the head. The body of the section chief was taken a few steps back by the momentum, and then fell down He didn't close his eyes until he died, it was really hard for him to believe that he would be killed.

Chu Tian sighed softly: "The members of the Burmese Communist Party are really everywhere, and there are even more of them today."

Although the words were soft, the fat platoon leader and the others felt creepy. They suddenly felt that they had met a devil. Although Ming'er had experienced many wars, it was the first time they saw Chutian killing people while talking and laughing. Can not let go for a long time.

The fat platoon leader was already furious. Looking at the three corpses on the ground, he decided not to suffer the immediate loss, and went back to report to Shacheng what happened in the bamboo building. With Shacheng's temper, he would definitely take Chutian's head himself. He believed that, At that time, no one in the entire Golden Triangle can save Chu Tian.

Thinking of this, the fat platoon leader waved to the soldiers of the Sha family and sighed: "Let's go!" Then he turned around and led the people to the truck more than ten meters away, but the jeep lying on the bamboo ladder did not dare to move, for fear of causing distress. The wrath of the heavens caused an accident.

Chu Tian watched dozens of soldiers stepping onto the truck. The driver was slowly starting the engine, showing a startling smile, and turned to look at Nameless Nie: "It exploded."

Nameless Nie deactivated the grenade without hesitation, and threw it into the troop loading places of the two trucks.

At the same time, Chu Tian stretched out his hand to press the dazed Ming'er down and shouted: "Lie down.".

Feng Wuqing and the others hurriedly lay on the ground with their heads in their arms, and then heard two bangs, waves of heat coming from not far away. After a while, Chu Tian looked up and saw the truck still on fire, turned his head to Feng Wuqing and the others and shouted: "Go up and have a look, and kill all the survivors, the speed must be fast."

Feng Wuqing and the others nodded, pulled out their short guns and charged forward. Sure enough, there were still seven or eight seriously injured soldiers wailing, so they fired repeatedly, leaving them all in a pool of blood. The fat platoon leader was also dead beyond recognition, not only the lower body was injured It didn't explode, and even the neck was pierced by broken glass.

Ming'er finally woke up, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked Chu Tian: "I can understand that you killed the section chief and others, but why did you kill the fat platoon leader? They are all the Sha family army? How would you kill them?" Wasn't it embarrassing for Miss to be shot dead by General Sha?"

Chu Tian patted her on the back lightly, and said lightly: "There is a deep grudge between Sha Qinxiu and Shacheng, and sooner or later there will be a big battle. I will take this opportunity to help Qinxiu consume Shacheng's power, which is beneficial and not harmful. Don't you Do you really not know what Sha Qinxiu wants you to obey me?"

Ming'er was shocked at how Chu Tian knew about the conflict between Miss and General Sha, then thought about the content of Sha Qinxiu's phone call just now, and seemed to have figured out something, but looking at the bones all over the body, she still smiled wryly: "How do you explain to General Sha? With his temper, he will kill you with one shot."

Chu Tian stood up and said with confidence: "It's very simple. The situation is as follows: the fat platoon leader assisted the chief of the Fan Section to identify whether Chu Tian was a member of the Communist Party of Burma. The cadres of the Communist Party of Burma wanted to arrest us to provoke the relationship between Sha Qinxiu and General Sha, so the fat platoon leader stepped forward and led the soldiers to fight fiercely with the section chief, and finally both sides died."

Ming'er was stunned after hearing this, and then said with a smile, "That's okay too? Will General Sha believe it?"

Chu Tian rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Just remember it, don't let it slip, I never thought of making him believe it, what I want is to give him a reasonable explanation, since ancient times, all the truth is victory So what if he doesn’t believe it?”

Ming'er was shocked. Since ancient times, all the truths have been written by the victors.What kind of arrogance does it take to say this sentence?

The sound of two explosions obviously attracted the attention of all parties. After a while, more than a dozen trucks full of soldiers could be seen swarming. Chutian even saw two armored vehicles accompanying him. This ability to respond and maneuver is far beyond the underworld.

Ming'er frowned slightly: "What should I do?"

Chu Tian returned to the living room and made some hot tea: "Leave the rest to Qin Xiu, she should be here."

As soon as the words were finished, Ming'er saw Sha Qinxiu's jeep following closely behind the armored vehicle, and couldn't help but raise her hand to check the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock.

The reception room of the Sha family is full of swords and arrows.

A marble table that can hold dozens of people for a meeting, there are a few people sitting alone at this moment.

On the left are Chu Tian and Sha Qinxiu, and on the right sits a muscular middle-aged man with a majestic appearance; his eyes are blazing with anger, his eyebrows are like lacquer paint, his chest is broad and invincible, and he lacks a little finger. The palm is broad and rough, showing that he has experienced many vicissitudes and dangers.

He is Sha Cheng, the number two figure in the Sha Family Army.

Nearly ten people stood behind both sides, and the guns on their waists were all clearly visible.

Chu Tian lowered his head and peeled the apple with a fruit knife, with a calm expression as if he didn't know what happened. Sha Cheng stared at him coldly, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and he bit two betel nuts in his mouth. Qin Xiu's face was solemn, but there was an unconcealable smile on the corner of her mouth.

Everyone is waiting for Sha Kun, the overlord of the Golden Triangle to come out and uphold justice.

Suddenly, Shacheng spat out the betel nuts in his mouth to Chutian, wanting to use this to give Chutian a majestic power. Chutian laughed, and the fruit knife flashed out, and instantly strung together two betel nuts and stabbed them fiercely into the marble table. The hard marble is as soft as tofu under his knife.

Inch by inch, it stabs not only the marble, but also the heart of Shacheng.

"Young man, your skills are pretty good, but you're just a little angry." A kind voice came from the door.