"What case should I report?" The man in uniform frowned and looked up and down at the thin man in front of him, biting the cigarette mouth, and asked vaguely.

"I found that someone made drugs." The man took a deep breath and said loudly.

The policeman's face froze, and the cigarette in his mouth unconsciously bit hard. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the man and then swept left and right, then said, "Okay, come with me."

The man followed the policeman and turned two turns, suddenly stopped, "Where are you going to take me?"

"So many words, of course I will take you to record the transcripts." The police officer stopped and said impatiently: "Let's go."

"I won't go, you, you're just a fucking black policeman!" The man suddenly started to curse, which made the policeman in front of him stunned.

"It's all you, it's all you, it's all you guys who are inaction and collusion between black and white. Otherwise, how could there be so many drug manufacturing factories!" The man's face turned red and he shouted at the police officer in front of him: "Tell me, tell me!"

"You fucking indulge in Poison, your black and white collusion, you vampires!"

"Is it you? Is it you?" The man roared and rushed towards the policeman in front of him, and the suitcase wheel in his hand was smashed.

Before he was careful, the policeman was suddenly furious and rushed directly to him by the man in front of him. The corner of the suitcase hit the policeman's head and opened it on the spot, and blood flowed down his cheeks.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of other police officers in the police station. Hulala didn't know where many people rushed out, and a group of people rushed up to pull the man away. The man was still holding the box tightly in his hand and kicking his legs towards every police officer he saw.

The man who was thrown up was lifted from the ground and wiped the blood from his face. He suddenly felt a scorching pain on his head. A blood flashed in his eyes and he was furious and touched the gun in his pocket.

On the other side, the man's crazy fight made several police officers unable to control themselves. They simply waved their fists and kicked the man hard. With the sound of "bang" and "bang", the man was beaten to kneel down to the ground, but he was still holding the suitcase in his hand tightly.

He looked up and gasped, his face was covered with blood. The man grinned and vomited a mouthful of blood. Blood dripped from his teeth. He laughed at the group of policemen in front of him, "You guys should not die well. Let's go to hell with me."

As he said that, the man threw the suitcase in front of him and pulled out a necklace from the collar. Only then did the policemen see clearly that the necklace was not a pendant, but a small detonator.

So, why are there detonators?

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the broken box on the ground. The box had cracked when it was fighting, and some things could be seen from it.

But before everyone could see clearly, the man pressed down on the pendant.

"boom!!"

A violent explosion sounded, and then the flames sprayed out from the police station building, which sprayed several meters from the glass windows on all sides, and the sound was vibrating half of the city.

"It's done, let's go, kill them all!" Wang Yaozu suddenly said in the two business cars parked more than 100 meters away.

The two cars started suddenly, and with the roar of the engine, the tires made a harsh sound, rushed to the door of the police station, made a sharp turn, and rushed straight in.

In front of the explosion of the small building, the car door suddenly opened. Wang Yaozu, wearing a camouflage uniform, a bandit hat, and holding Remington, jumped out first, and rushed into the messy small building in three or two steps.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" Remington's combat power in a small space is indeed strong, especially the enhanced version of Wang Yaozu, which has a greater impact and a higher coverage, which is really a big shot.

Behind him, Li Ying, Yuan Haoyun and others rushed in, forming a combat formation, and killed everyone when they saw the gun in their hands.

"Second floor!" Wang Yaozu rushed out first, and halfway through, three pineapples behind him flew upstairs and exploded with a bang.

The pineapple bounced open, Remington charges, and AK47 harvests. Whether it is a room with the door open or a door closed, it will be like a shuttle of bullets to sweep over first.

It took only six or seven minutes to fight from the first floor to the fourth floor, and then from the fourth floor to the first floor.

There is such a large amount of firepower because of ammunition. With Alang prepared, there are five magazines hanging on one person, so there is no need to consider whether the bullets are enough.

When they came out again, the entire police station building was already filled with smoke and dust, and Wang Yaozu promised that there was no living person!

Go out, get in the car, and run away.

The only combat-capable police station nearby has been "peaceful". No other combat-capable units will appear again. It is just a small border town, just such a police station. Well, to be precise, there is no police station now.

There was no way to stop it along the way, and two cars rushed out of the small border town.

Halfway through, I got off the car and got on the new car next to me that Alang had prepared long ago. He swung and disappeared on the road, leaving only two crime vehicles behind him whose gasoline was directly poured on fire.

On the way back, Su Jianqiu couldn't help asking, "Why are seven or eight out of ten police here having an affair with drug offenders?"

"Haha, there's nothing strange about this." Alang pulled his collar. It was so exciting just now, and now he was hot. "You have to understand that this is Thailand. Thailand relies on the service industry to make money, and what does the service industry rely on."

The service industry accounts for more than 60% of the GDP here, and it is supported by attracting tourists from all over the world to come to Thailand to consume.

So what are foreign tourists consuming?

Beautiful scenery?

Seaside scenery?

Everyone squatted by the beach and watched the coconut trees?

Stop kidding.

There are so many things in the world that have this kind of conditions. The four elements that are really indispensable are: sucking, drinking, prostitute, and gambling.

The whole of Thailand attracts less than US$6 billion in foreign investment in a year, but through poisoning, it can attract more funds from the world than this.

What's more, tourists who come here spend money in the local area every year.

The demand is so large and so developed, how can it be banned? Besides, the four elements are all linked to each other. How can people who operate these things have nothing to do with black? The society accounts for such a large proportion, so how can they have nothing to do with the police? It makes no sense.

"Okay, these things have nothing to do with us. Now, let's go to Bangkok, have a two-day trip to Hong Kong Island." Wang Yaozu interrupted Alang's long speech, leaning comfortably on his seat and began to take a nap.

How people live here has something to do with themselves.

What's related to me is a phone call...

"Really, wait for me and get home soon!" Wang Yaozu hung up the phone and jumped up like he was flying.
Chapter completed!