Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 826: Lang Kun's Defense Breaks

The three of them happily took the famous local general hostage and got into the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz G together.

The car started and drove outside. With Bhumibol in the car, no guard at the door dared to stop it.

In this way, they drove out for five or six kilometers, and only after they were completely out of the range of Bhumibol's troops did Qin Feng help him open the door.

"General Bhumibol, you may get out of the car now."

Bhumibol was also a man who had experienced many storms.

After knowing that they had no ill intentions, I didn't rush to get off the car.

He even took out a pipe from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.

"You guys are supposed to be the best soldiers in the University of Tokyo, right? Special forces, or some secret unit?"

"I'm not the best. I'm just the last one there."

Qin Feng's words made Bhumibol cough repeatedly. He didn't know whether what this boy said was true, but he couldn't tell whether it was a lie or not.

He asked, "You have achieved your goal. Jinshanjiao has been thoroughly cleansed from the inside out. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in the next ten years."

"This white-faced country is actually dead in name only."

Qin Feng smiled: "Then your business will be greatly doubled?"

Bhumibol laughed. His uncle Chai had said the same thing when he gave him advice.

In a chaotic situation, not fighting is actually a big fight.

He also became the force that suffered the least losses and gained the most among all parties.

The market is gone, but supply and demand are still there. Whoever has the most goods is the king!

"I will control my subordinates and try to prevent the goods from flowing north."

"Well, do you have the position of the other old guys?"

"Have."

Bhumibol took out a piece of paper he had prepared in advance, which listed the names and addresses of important people involved in the incident in several other regions.

These are all "senior generals" from the other two countries.

Qin Feng looked at him with a half-smile: "Is it true that I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die?"

Bhumibol laughed and said: "The cake is so small, if there is one less person to share, then there is one less person to share. If you need any help, I can provide it for free."

"Of course, this can only happen in private. We still have to maintain harmony on the surface."

Qin Feng shook his head and let him get out of the car.

When the car started, the guy waved and smiled, asking them to drive safely at night.

He even said that if he had time in the future, he could arrange the reception for him.

Li Jiasheng glanced back and cursed, "That bastard, is he using us as free thugs? He even wants us to help him get rid of his competitors?"

Qi Meng didn't understand: "Aren't they allies? Why are they so active?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "Any alliance is fake, only interests are real."

The two felt that what Qin Feng said was very reasonable, but because they were bound together by interests, they would eventually fall out over the interests.

Li Jiasheng asked, "So, let's go talk to the people on the list?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "Let's go later, until they have calmed down the chaos in Jinshanjiao. Someone has to clean up the mess."

"Are we going back then?"

Qi Meng was somewhat excited.

After being away for so long, I really miss home.

Especially after experiencing one dangerous thing after another, I understand more and more what a gentle harbor is.

Qin Feng shook his head: "Not for now."

Two people: "Why?"

"The mission is not over yet."

"Hasn't the problem at Golden Peak been solved?"

"The deeper issues haven't been resolved yet. We need to at least dig deeper to find clues."

Li Jiasheng and Qi Meng looked at each other. They knew what the deeper problem Qin Feng was talking about was, the King of Spades.

Based on the existing intelligence information, it can be basically inferred that the Spade K organization is America's black glove.

There are many so-called "war contracting companies" in the world. The purpose of these guys' existence is to do shameful things for others.

For example, the previous leader of the demon mercenaries, Abel.

Stir up strife and cause chaos in the desert.

Then America can descend from the sky and openly "fight monsters" like Ultraman.

Abel is dead, and Logan should have taken his place and become the next thug, but this kind of person is not important at all, and he can be replaced quickly even if he dies.

However, Qin Feng was very interested in that guy named Harvey?

From Sally's description, the guy had blond hair and blue eyes, and was a very standard Western handsome guy?

Only by catching that guy can we truly catch the person behind the scenes and fully grasp their layout.

In addition, Qin Feng felt that Harvey's arrangement of this matter was decisive and wrong.

It took so much manpower and material resources to finally achieve this situation after investing so much in the early stages.

In the end, they were destroyed by me in a short period of time. How could the other party be willing to swallow this humiliation, or were they planning something bigger?

Qin Feng shook his head and threw his complicated thoughts out the window: "Let's go back to Hong Kong first. There are some things I haven't figured out yet. I need to find someone to ask."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Lang Kun."

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Stanley Prison in Hong Kong, the serious criminal area.

Lang Kun was locked up alone in a dark cell.

There's no sunlight here, and the space is so confined that spending just a few hours in there can drive one to a nervous breakdown.

Lang Kun sat barefoot on the ground, his beard untidy, his spirit listless, and his eyes became very empty.

At this moment, the window on the cell door was opened, and the faint light from the corridor shone inside.

The prison guard knocked on the iron door with his baton and shouted coldly: "Someone wants to see you."

Lang Kun turned his head and grinned: "It's the guy named Qin, right?"

The prison guard frowned, wondering how this guy knew.

But he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he opened the iron door, went in, handcuffed and shackled him, and took him out of the dark cell.

In the meeting room, Qin Feng and Liu Xinjie sat side by side, and soon Lang Kun was escorted over.

After Lang Kun came in, he stared at Qin Feng and grinned, "I knew that if you couldn't get the answer from Sally and Bhumibol, you would come to me!"

Qin Feng: "It seems that you know more than I thought?"

"Let's talk about the conditions."

"what do you want?"

"free."

"Unlikely."

"Then what can you give me?"

"Let you live longer."

"Hong Kong law completely abolished the death penalty in April 1993."

"So, I'm going to apply to the higher-ups to have you extradited back to the mainland. The mere fact that you organized the trafficking of white flour is enough to get you killed."

"Fuck you!"

Looking at the other person's flushed face, Qin Feng said lightly: "Can we talk now?"

Lang Kun was furious: "I want to move to a comfortable living environment! Clean and bright, with a private bathroom, and the food quality must also be improved!"

Qin Feng didn't say anything. Liu Xinjie crossed his arms and sneered, "We'll see if the information you provide is really that valuable."

But Lang Kun's next words made Qin Feng's eyes flash with a cold light.

"farm."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, but I know that group of people came for it."

Liu Xinjie turned to look at Qin Feng and asked him if he had any ideas for solving the problem.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment and said, "So, you mean that the purpose of that group of people coming to Jinshanjiao is to grow vegetables and raise livestock?"

Lang Kun shrugged: "I don't know about that."

Qin Feng: "Where did you hear these two words?"

"Old country."

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