Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Fang Xinwu raised his hand and pulled out a tactical dagger from his calf, and quietly cut 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 the world's top special operations expert, and the other is a special agent sent by his hometown to infiltrate the Golden Triangle. Naturally, their skills are beyond doubt.

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

Then, Fang Xinwu took the assault rifle to defend the house, and Zhou Quan followed closely and climbed through the window.

Although the buildings in this village are all wooden structures, the construction technology is very good.

At least the wooden floor at the moment is no different from ordinary ground when stepped on, and it will not make some strange sounds.

It is precisely because of this that no one on the Eight-Faced Buddha side noticed the actions of Zhou Quan and his brothers.

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

It was called a bedroom, but it was actually the innermost room of the wooden house, and there was not even a proper door installed.

After entering, the two saw the Eight-Faced Buddha Wei Xingguang facing them with a full beard.

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

Slowly walking to the bed, Zhou Quan pointed the pistol in his hand at the heart of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

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

When people get old, their sleep quality is very poor.

What's more, it is almost five o'clock in the morning now.

According to the normal work and rest habits of the Eight-Faced Buddha, he will get up in an hour at most.

In this state, if someone suddenly appears in front of his bed, he is 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 that he looked at it. Two fully armed mysterious men were pointing their guns at him.

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

The Eight-Faced Buddha, who was originally in a hazy state, suddenly felt his soul coming out, and he shuddered and woke up immediately.

However, he did not make any extreme reactions. The pistol that suddenly came close to his chest made him very clear about his current situation.

If there was any mistake, he would definitely die at the first time under the guns of the two mysterious men in front of him.

Therefore, staying calm enough is the only way to change the situation at present.

"Which gangster are you?"

The Eight-Faced Buddha kept his original posture and did not move to avoid causing irreparable misunderstandings.

"Seeking wealth? Or seeking life?"

"If it's seeking wealth, it's very simple!"

"I, Wei, am most keen on making friends from all walks of life. If you name a number, I, Wei, will never refuse."

"If it's seeking life, it's not difficult!"

"I, Wei, don't think I have done anything wrong to you. It's just that someone asked you to help."

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

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

It must be said that this drug lord in the Golden Triangle does have a calm demeanor that is calm even when facing a catastrophe.

Of course, in fact, he is not calm at all deep in his heart now.

This can be seen from the fact that he subconsciously speaks in Chinese.

With three-quarters Chinese blood, he naturally has a language talent engraved in his bones.

Who can be truly indifferent when a gun is directly touched to the side of his bed by an outsider?

What's more, this village is his most secret lair.

Except for him and his children, others are not qualified to enter and leave at will without permission.

The armed elements under the Eight-Faced Buddha don't even have communication tools inside the village.

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

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

Thinking about Wei Shali and Wei Mena going to Chiang Rai, Thailand to meet Bobby last night, the Eight-Faced Buddha immediately understood that the current situation of his children is probably not optimistic.

The Thai Police Headquarters has made a big move recently, which is the news he has already found out.

Regardless of whether the two gunmen in front of him are from the Thai Police Headquarters.

The most important point at the moment is to calm the other party's emotions.

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

But the other party is not just holding a knife in his hand, but a more terrifying gun.

At this time, the Eight-Faced Buddha also discovered the place he had neglected in a hurry.

Chinese was a language engraved in his bones, but the other party might not be able to understand it.

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

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Two imperceptible gunshots rang out, and Zhou Quan chose to shoot without hesitation.

One shot hit the heart of the Eight-Faced Buddha, and the other shot hit the symmetrical part of his body.

Villains die because they talk too much. Although Sir Quan is a positive character walking under the sun, he will definitely not waste any more words with the Eight-Faced Buddha.

There is no time to waste. Delay will lead to changes.

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

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

After all, their action time is only ten minutes.

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

"Carry this guy on your back, let's withdraw!"

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

The reason why he chose to use a pistol just now is nothing more than that the power and sound of the pistol are all less than the assault rifle.

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

At that time, it might cause some unnecessary trouble and alarm the surrounding mercenary teams.

The situation was very good now. Fang Xinwu carried the Eight-Faced Buddha on his back and followed Zhou Quan closely. The two of them walked quickly but tried to keep the noise as low as possible.

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

After all, Fang Xinwu had an Eight-Faced Buddha's body on his back.

If they continued to climb through the window, it would definitely affect their actions.