Please make money.

Her identity is not recognized, and if something goes wrong it is her personal behavior. If anyone is unhappy, just bite her!

Jack Chen hesitated for a moment: "Is it such a big deal?"

"So I say, if you do this, your mission might not be completed very well, and it might even look a bit lucky. At least by then, the other party won't give you a few-star general as a medal of honor, but will quickly send you away - what do you think?"

"Are you sure you can clean up all these illegal activities?"

"Of course not. I just want to make sure they can't affect us. Out of sight, out of mind."

"I don't care. As long as I can save the people and clean up these illegal businesses, I'll accept it!"

Jack Chen nodded vigorously. He is still only a SGT now. Is it because he has not made enough contributions?

No way - as the most capable super cop in the entire Bauhinia, his contributions are enough for him to be promoted to three-flower CIP.

The real reason is that if he is promoted to Chief Inspector, he will not be able to go to the front line to handle cases. He will spend most of his time in the office and occasionally go to the scene to direct.

Now, most of his colleagues and former superiors have already held high positions.

This is not without its advantages. If anything happens to him, his colleagues and superiors will trust his character and will protect him to the death.

For example, he was framed before and had no choice but to snatch Lin Sir's gun, but in the end everyone worked hard to clear his name.

More importantly, he realized that he did not have that kind of management ability. Instead of spending his energy dealing with his superiors, he would rather be down to earth and handle cases and do things.

Yu Cixin was very emotional: "It would be great if there were more super police officers like you. Maybe Siam would be able to have some peace and quiet."

“Is there anyone here who wants to be a good person?”

"Yes, there was a man named Achai before. He was very good at boxing and was very similar to Tony Jaa, a martial arts star here. He was a good man, but unfortunately he had a bad life. His daughter had leukemia. He should be working as a prison guard to make money now."

“How can you make money as a prison guard?”

"Heh... guess?" Yu Cixin smiled, then put a stack of money on the table: "Boss, pay the bill--"

The two men stood up, and Jack Chen was about to ask where everyone was going next when he saw a convoy rushing out of the shantytowns in the Kongti district.

There was a bunch of tuk-tuks chasing behind, the scene was comparable to Fast and Furious, it was extremely exciting.

He skillfully turned over and used the table to shield himself and several civilians: "What's going on - another mutiny?!"

"That's not such a big commotion. Wow... is it so cruel? This is going to turn the world upside down..."

Yu Ci Xin also hid behind a cover skillfully, seeming to be thinking about something: "But thanks to them, I do have some other plans."

"What's the plan?"

"Don't let the civil service group and the King of Thailand arm wrestle, let the military break with him!"

"Is it possible?" Jack Chen lowered his head. The convoy that rushed out was actually firing at the ground to intimidate the people chasing them, and gravel flew everywhere.

"Yellow mud falling down the crotch of your pants, it's either shit or shit!"

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"Now even if we didn't do it, it will be considered as ours."

Xincai's face turned pale and he crushed the phone in his hand.

What about street fights, life-and-death fights between gangs - what a mess?

God have mercy on me! Master Sinchai of the Old Buddha Temple really didn’t know what happened before, he was in the Grand Palace at that time!

Last night he was invited into the Grand Palace to pray for the prince.

In order to demonstrate his piety, the master obviously did not bring any communication equipment to prevent being interrupted midway.

And he didn't think there was anything to worry about. It was just one night and one morning. If there was anything happening outside, Sayer would handle it. He still believed in his ability.

Sayer had told him about Jiang Tianyi’s affairs before, and he thought it was reasonable - how could a mere businessman deserve to be involved in such things?

For the sake of the five hundred thousand dollars, he had no intention of making things difficult for the other party.

Just hand over your things honestly and go back home obediently. We can continue our business and we can still be friends.

Master Xinchai is easy to talk to and has a good reputation. Who in the world doesn't know his reputation?

But he didn't expect that before he could finish praying, the eunuch from the Grand Palace found him and said that the Old Buddhist Temple was on fire.

He thought it was just an ordinary fire and didn't take it seriously.

But after a while, someone came to tell him that the entire underworld of Siam was in turmoil.

The Old Buddhist Temple did not catch fire, but was blown up directly by someone.

It was a street that represented the local power of Siam. All the dojos and boxing gyms were destroyed, and all the Thai boxers who went to defend their dignity in and outside the long street were defeated.

The gangs from other places were so excited about the fun that they couldn't wait to buy popcorn and coke and sit on beach chairs to watch.

What kind of grudge is it? So cruel that he is targeting Xin Guai directly to deal with him?

Xinchai is also a coward. He has no civil or military subordinates under his command, and he is still hiding and dare not come out. Where has he gone?

I guess you are a Jiba! You'd better not go back to Kongti District, or you will knock off everyone's hood!

Master Xinchai was now very angry - and a little confused - where were my men? Where was Sayer? Where was Tha Song?

His subordinates were even more confused than him: "I can't go! Didn't you ask us to go and cause trouble, and then we got killed?"

"...Don't worry, solve them one by one. First, the donor who shot through Kongti Street, where is she?"

We must deal with the strong ones first!

Why don't you go to the hotel?

Ah, because they are too strong over there. I heard they even set up machine guns...

Let's deal with this troublemaker first. I heard she is alone and doesn't have a gun.

Xinchai has not yet connected the matter with a deeper crisis. His current understanding seems to be that a dragon from across the river wants to set up a flag here.

This kind of thing happened before. When North Americans and Nigerians first arrived, they also did the same thing, fighting and killing each other.

As long as things don't get out of hand, he won't use his connections to ask for official help.

Having guns may seem powerful, but the people using guns are still human beings after all. The Romanians also used guns, but they were still wiped out in the end, right?

In his opinion, that kind of advantage is only temporary, and his face is more important.

Because Sayer provoked Alia in close proximity, Alia beat him in half and then stuffed him into an oil barrel to play the role of the Axe Gang leader, but he accidentally cut off Xincai's source of information.

After all, there was no need to track him at all. One only needed to ask to know where Jiang Tianyi lived and what the room number was and how many people lived in it. It was not Xin who guessed, but his subordinate Sayer. Sayer was his eyes, ears and mouth, and He Song was his hands and feet.

Didn’t you see Sayer working overtime at the night market in the middle of the night? He came to Alia early in the morning to make trouble. He can be said to be very conscientious.

On the contrary, Xinchai himself is now committed to following the path of power and wealth, which seems to be a bit of a departure from his old profession.

Now, the industry's strategy has been updated and iterated, and foreign capital is forcing him to move down the track.

"Go collect information. What's going on? I want to know the details. Is Sayer still not awake?"

"The hospital said... he might never wake up in his lifetime..."

"What about his song?"

"Same here. Perforated eardrum and concussion. Like a car accident."

"Who on earth is that person in the hotel? How dare she kill my people?!"

"The problem is that there are no deaths, only casualties. Even at the Old Buddhist Temple, only the buildings were damaged..."

"That's enough!" Xinchai took a deep breath and said, "That's enough. Go gather some people and surround the hotel. I'll be there when I'm done."

He still remembered the young girl who followed Jiang Tianxin at the beginning. She wore a mask, her blood was surging, her eyes were bright, and she was obviously a martial artist.

It is she who is now killing everyone on Klong Toei Street, with almost no one to match her. The underground community in Siam is spreading the rumor that Thaksinchai has been beaten so badly that he dares not show his head.

"What should we do at the hotel?"

"Do you need me to teach you?" Xin Cai frowned. "First, cut off their water and electricity. Also, find the families of those people in the hotel and ask them to help us."

"Yes……"

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"If I believed in guessing, I wouldn't have come to see her - so fierce!"

At the end of the long street, Yu Ci Xin and Jack Chen looked at the people lying all over the street and marveled at them.

Is the enemy strong enough? How long has the fight lasted from the beginning to the end? The people lying on the ground are almost forming two rows.

These thugs are very useful against civilians. They can just yell and threaten them a few times, but when facing real masters, they can break bones and tendons in one encounter.

Jack Chen frowned and said, "She can't go on like this. Human power is limited."

"Did your Bauhinia club have a fight back then? Was there a famous scene like this?"

"How is that possible? If you can't beat him, you can just throw knives and axes, use fishing nets, or even throw acid. A martial arts master? No matter how good he is, he can't... Eh? It's not like there hasn't been such a thing before."

Jack Chen touched his chin and said, “When I was still in uniform, I heard that a large society was swept by someone. It was just one person, and he also cut through a street.”

"so smart?"

"Yes, but I remember more about the big boss Jiang who went to jail. He asked the gang to hack people, but they killed them in return. In the end, the incident became a big deal. He said he turned himself in because he felt guilty. The news about the master was mixed up, true or false, and there were no details."

"Oh, that, I have the same impression... I'm leaving."

"Don't worry about her?"

"How can we deal with such an expert? Can you defeat him?"

"I can't beat him on the street, but I can hide somewhere with furniture."

"You're bragging, I'm a half-step master, a big boss——"

Yu Ci Xin glanced at the girl standing on the street holding a long stick, and her gaze was fixed on the stick in her hand.

Wow, we just had a little discussion before, but he almost learned all my skills. Is this kid so talented?

Ye Tianxin, who was at the end of the long street, seemed to have sensed something and looked back at the other end of the street.

The Klong Toei slum has its own rules, and one of the most important rules is that ordinary people should not watch the fun.

Wasn't she just watching the fun before, and then got dragged into an unexpected disaster?

A figure flashed by on the street, and Ye Tianxin frowned, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere.

But soon her attention was drawn to the seemingly endless fights -

"Xincai—get out of here!!"

“Stinky woman—ahhhhhhhhhhhh——”

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"Miss, what are you writing about...Meyer Economics?"

"Oh, I was just kidding."

Alia, who was eating, didn't even raise her head: "How could anyone really use this as a thesis, right?"

Meyer economics, kick with left foot and ascend to heaven on the spot.

If I use the simplest example to explain this thing, it would be like this -

Alia: Ah, the new armored vehicle looks so cool! I really want to buy one!

Meyer: Then go to the bank and get a loan to buy it!

Alia: I bought it, but I regret it and I don’t have the money to pay the bank back.

Meyer: Are you stupid? You already have an armored vehicle, why do you still give money to the bank?

There is no such thing as debt - if the person who raised the problem is solved, who will have any problems?

This matter actually has to do with the conversation between Alia and Black Bee Tiger before, and whether she wants to make a big deal.

Black Bee-Tiger said he had no experience, but Alia said experience was something that could only be gained after starting over.

Black Bee Tiger also said that there were insufficient personnel and equipment, making it difficult to achieve the expected market results and unable to focus on user pain points.

Alia asked, where did our current equipment come from?