After hearing the report from his subordinates that Su Jianqiu's daughter had been missing for four days, Old Man Yan suddenly frowned.

He was quite confident that the boss behind the kidnapping would give him face and send the person back.

Or wait for a day and a half, wait for the other party to deal with the relevant handlers, and then quietly let go of the little girl.

But what happens in these four days is beyond his control.

Even if Su Jianqiu's daughter was very beautiful, the auction might have started on the dark web on the day she was kidnapped.

Once the deal is concluded, the probability that the other party will give Mr. Yan face for the sake of credibility is low.

However, he had said what he said and regretted it in front of dozens of subordinates, the director, Quintiles, and Huang Landeng. From now on, he would never say the same thing again.

"Mr. Su, I really want to make a friend like you, but I can only assure you that as long as your daughter is still alive, she will definitely be able to send her back, but just in case."

"No, no way." Su Jianqiu endured the worry and the violent murderous intention in his heart, "Help me find my daughter, and I will help you find the gold. If you can't find it, I, the seller, will compensate you. Just in case, if

one".

Gritting his teeth, Su Jianqiu said fiercely, "Then tell me who captured my daughter."

"Sorry, I can make both black and white give me face because I never interfere in other people's business." Old Man Yan shook his head, "If something happens that we don't want to see happen, and you want to take revenge, you can only

Check it out yourself."

Su Jianqiu himself is the leader of the anti-black group, so of course he knows the principles of dealing with people like Old Man Yan.

It is useful to reason with these people, but that is only if there is no conflict of interest.

Moreover, these principles are determined by themselves. In fact, it is they who have the final say on whether they should keep their word or not.

Unless you have the power or leverage to force them to bow their heads, you will have to use money to knock them out.

But although his two houses were worth tens of millions, they were far from enough for Old Man Yan.

I couldn't help but silently think about what Yin Yang said before that his boss knew Zhang Ziwei.

He could tell at a glance that Yin Yang and these people were masters. Even the seven people under Yin Yang gave him a feeling that they were even more powerful than Yin Yang.

The most important thing is that the body language of these seven people and the actions of the orders and prohibitions all told Su Jianqiu that they were elites from the army.

Can he afford and hire such a person, or is he just a bodyguard for his cousin? How rich and powerful does Chen Qinfeng's cousin have to be?

Seeing that Su Jianqiu was just contemplating and not speaking, Old Man Yan shook his head and gave a few instructions to his subordinates.

Then he said to Su Jianqiu, "I have sent someone to find your daughter. Shouldn't the person I want be given to me?"

After taking the mobile phone handed over by Old Man Yan, Su Jianqiu knew that it would be useless to talk.

I called Yin Yang, and soon a car drove to the door of the bar, dragged out the trunk and the four unconscious people in the back seat, threw them on the ground, and drove away.

After the four Dong brothers were dragged into the bar in front of the Bangkok police, Quintiles immediately said in a sinister manner, "Huang Landeng, isn't this your assistant Tony Xiao?"

What? Are you the real mastermind behind the gold robbery?"

"Shut up, Quintiles." Huang Landeng immediately jumped up and cursed as dozens of gangsters stared at him with uncertain expressions.

"You are slandering and slandering me. I will sue you for slandering me."

"Hehe, I don't know if it's slander or not." Quintai looked at the frustrated Huang Landeng with a smile, and looked away at the old man Yan who was looking over, "But Tony Xiao is definitely your subordinate."

Old Man Yan's face immediately darkened. He pointed at the four unconscious people on the ground and said to his subordinates, "Wake them up. I want to know if there is a mastermind behind the scenes or other accomplices."

The interrogation was going on here, and on the other side, Old Man Yan’s confidants were calling several gray gangs in Bangkok.

But I found that the other party was polite and polite at first, but when I heard that it was about looking for someone, I immediately hung up the phone.

"Mr. Yan, something must have happened."

"What?" Old Man Yan, who was watching Tony and Xiao being beaten and forced by his men, looked back at his confidants in surprise.

"Several gray gang members who have good relations with us hung up the phone immediately when they heard they were looking for someone."

"How dare you not answer my call?" Old Yan stood up in disbelief and glared at his confidant, "How is this possible?"

In the entire Bangkok Chinatown, at least three floors of real estate belong to him, and Bangkok Chinatown is two kilometers long and spans three entire streets.

It is not only one of the most prosperous neighborhoods in Bangkok, but also the most prosperous street with the highest market value in Chinatown in Southeast Asia.

Not to mention that he also opened many gold shops, nightclubs and bars in Bangkok, and controlled thousands of taxis. Although his subordinates were all half-black and half-white, he did not lack people who were willing to work hard.

To put it bluntly, these people from the Gray Gang just live for money. Except for those who have their own armed forces and sell flour, he doesn't want to mess with them.

If anyone else offends him, just one word will prevent that powerful person from entering his property to make money.

But now these people really don't give him face. When old man Yan was angry, he immediately said to his confidants, "Hurry up and call and ask, what happened?"

The confidant nodded immediately. He actually thought that something big had happened, otherwise no one would offend the donor.

"Old boss, quickly turn on the TV."

When Old Man Yan saw that his confidant dared to talk to him like this, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He raised his cane and pointed at the TV, and someone quickly stepped forward and turned on the TV.

I saw a report on TV that in a manor on the outskirts of Bangkok, not only was smoke billowing, but there were at least a hundred corpses covered with white sheets in the open space of the manor.

Old Man Yan immediately remembered who the owner of this manor was, "Hell, this is Hong Wengang's manor."

Thinking of this, Old Man Yan immediately felt that Su Jianqiu and Hong Wengang looked a lot like each other. If they wore the same hair, they would look like the same person.

For a moment, Old Man Yan felt that this matter was related to Su Jianqiu, and that there might be some conspiracy waiting for him.

The crutch pointed at Su Jianqiu, who was still watching TV, and shouted, "Get out of here and go back to Hong Kong Island."

Su Jianqiu immediately understood that there was something unknown to him, and hurriedly explained, "This matter has nothing to do with me. I am so capable, so I don't need you to save my daughter."

Old Man Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this was indeed okay, but he still had a thought in his mind.

Even if this matter has nothing to do with Su Jianqiu, it definitely has something to do with him.

As for what the relationship is, he can't tell now.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and called the Bangkok police chief himself.

When he heard that what happened in Hong Wengang's manor was just the tip of the iceberg in the shootout last night, people of Old Man Yan's level began to sweat on their foreheads and tremble in their hearts.

In one night, at least ten one-sided killings took place in Bangkok. Four hundred people have been found dead.

The only thing that makes Mr. Yan feel at ease is that these dead people are all people related to the population.

In other words, someone is specifically cleaning up this kind of people, and it seems that the other party is so powerful that the Bangkok police chief doesn't want to cause trouble.

Because the boss told Mr. Yan that after today, the entire Bangkok will start a large-scale cleanup operation that will last for a whole month. If you don't want to get into trouble, just be quiet.

Su Jianqiu, who was planning to get Old Man Yan's help again, heard a report on TV that at least hundreds of people who had been secretly detained had been sent to special shelters, waiting for their families to claim them.

Su Jianqiu didn't care about Old Man Yan anymore. He pushed away the gangsters who were watching him and rushed out of the bar.

"Let him go".

Seeing that his subordinates were about to give chase, Mr. Yan hung up the phone and immediately stopped his subordinates, and then strictly ordered them to stay calm recently.

I was sitting on the sofa, silently wondering if it was time to go out and hide?

A veteran like him knows very well that no one can really clean up the darkness.

After these people are wiped out, there are many forces and people in Thailand who want to replace those dead people and continue to make such inhumane money.

After all, this is Thailand, a country where all transactions are legal.

Otherwise, Thailand would not be called a population transfer station. He knew that two to three million people were sent to Thailand every year and then transferred to other places.

Some tourists actually dare to leave the tour group and go to those special places alone to find excitement. They feel that they are looking for discomfort.

After this incident, Bangkok may become even more chaotic. After all, few people will abide by the rules when fighting for the chassis.

William, who was diving with Daddario in Koh Samui, came out of the water and held Daddario close to him, planning to have a swimming competition.

I felt a speedboat coming towards my yacht.

Daddario swam back to the yacht with the puzzled Daddario in his arms, smiled and patted her roundly behind her, "Go prepare some drinks, guests are coming."

Standing on the deck in the middle of the second floor of the yacht, William soon discovered that the person coming was actually Zhang Ziwei, whom he had not seen for many years.

Then he immediately thought of the words, I am Zha Zhahui.

Waving to the speedboat from a few dozen meters away, Zhazha Zhang immediately smiled and waved back a few times.

Shaking hands with Zhang Ziwei who walked up to the second deck, William smiled and said, "I thought the person coming would be from Thailand, but I didn't expect it to be you, an old friend."

Taking the wine glass handed over by Daddario, Zhazha Zhang said thank you, and after Daddario went to sunbathe on the front deck,

Then he smiled and said, "I learned the day before yesterday that something happened to Su Yongzhi, and her unreliable father actually came to Thailand alone to look for someone. I knew that things were in trouble.

I can only come to Bangkok to find my goddaughter."

Seeing that Zha Zhazhang was in a very relaxed mood, William smiled and said, "Have you found the person?"

Zhazha Zhang smiled and nodded, "You know, I was thrown into Thailand by two bastards, Ma Haotian and Su Jianqiu.

In the end, in order to survive, he had no choice but to stay on the Thai-Cambodian border with the Eight-faced Buddha for five years.

I still got to know a lot of people in those five years. Even if I returned to the police force, I still inevitably picked them up because of the mission.
To be continued...