"Investigate PM? Fuck!"
Japan, Tokyo Shinjuku.
Baron was leaning against the railings on the street in the red-light district. During the day, Kabukicho seed very deserted, perhaps directly related to the disbandnt and collapse of the Yijuan Association.
In recent days, he has been probing and gathering information in the areas where gangs are active.
But no clues whatsoever.
Just as he was worrying, a ssage from 7472 suddenly popped up on his phone.
Seeing 7472’s request to investigate PM, Baron couldn’t help but curse aloud, feeling like the sky was crashing down. "God, I barely managed to escape to Asia, now investigating PM is akin to a death sentence for !"
After the bombing incident in New York, the official organizations in the United States responsible for tracking him down are the DIA and FBI.
But the two are rely tracking him.
The most frightening are those rcenary assassins. All signs indicate the ones most likely to send people to kill him are PM Company, with a background in arms manufacturing.
Monts later, Gu Ji received Baron’s reply.
Though he reluctantly agreed, Baron’s words were still full of reluctance, essentially asking Gu Ji for equipnt and support.
To be honest, Baron’s and Wa Xueming’s performances in the Japan incident were quite comndable.
Considering he hasn’t needed to enter the ga levels for three months now, it’s reasonable to reward them with so equipnt.
"Mr. Wa, the doctor has already treated it, no issues, the person has been locked up."
"Next ti..."
"Sorry, Mr. Wa! I’ll be careful next ti!"
On the first floor of the New Jinyuan Group Building, Wa Xueming was standing in the lobby smoking, his flat-headed confidant nodding and bowing, apologizing.
Because not long ago.
His two subordinates acted on their own, punished Tangben Xiu, and nearly beat him to death.
But this isn’t what Wa Xueming is worried about.
What he really cares about is the reply from 7472.
Currently, the Bai Family has lost the opportunity to collaborate with the Yijuan Association, can’t get the "Paradise" drugs, and the obedient desperadoes under them are dwindling. The three other major families in Northern Myanmar and the Kokang warlords they previously offended are all frantically targeting them now.
Just this week, the Bai Family has had "pigs" kidnapped or cheated from Xia Kingdom three tis, causing the electric fraud area to almost beco desolate.
And Mr. Liu, responsible for the spinach business, was also stabbed and severely injured yesterday, now lying in bed, almost as good as dead.
Even he himself has been assassinated no less than four or five tis.
As the group’s top enforcer, countless people in Northern Myanmar, constantly want Wa Xueming dead; fortunately, he is almost constantly surrounded by thugs and bodyguards 24/7.
If only 7472 could provide so support.
"Buzz~"
At this ti, a vibration suddenly ca from his pocket. Wa Xueming, full of anticipation, took out his phone, thinking it was a reply from 7472, but it turned out to be Bai Maoliang’s call.
"Mr. Bai."
"Mr. Yang told , there haven’t been new pigs coming in for two weeks, what’s going on?"
"Mr. Yang" referred to by Bai Maoliang is Yang Chen, who was the underground building’s electric fraud supervisor.
Since the manager was killed by Kokang warlord Qi Liran, Yang Chen naturally took over the position of electric fraud manager.
Facing Bai Maoliang’s questioning tone, Wa Xueming answered truthfully, "Recently, the other three big families have been causing a lot of small troubles, and people have been intercepted by them halfway."
"Such small matters you can’t handle. How’s the Paradise drug situation?"
"Haven’t got any leads yet."
Wa Xueming thought for a mont and decided not to disclose the interrogation content for now.
On the call, Bai Maoliang restrained his anger, his voice sowhat agitated, "Old Wa, how can you betray after I personally raised you to such a high position? From now on, focus on interrogating those two Japanese guys; if there’s no news in half a month, you won’t need to oversee the supervisory branch anymore."
What is referred to as the supervisory branch is the group’s enforcers.
Without the enforcers, Wa Xueming would be stripped of his real power.
Without answering, Wa Xueming directly hung up the call, because he saw a suspicious man with dark skin, wearing a black silk shirt, blue flower shorts, sneaking around nearby, suddenly moving quickly towards the entrance of the Jinyuan Building.
Quickly, he drew his Glock 19 pistol from his waist.
"Bang bang!"
"Crash!"
Gunfire continuously erupted, glass shattered. Before the man in the black shirt could pull out his gun to kill him, Wa Xueming shot him twice in the chest, felling him on the ground.
"Mr. Wa!"
"Mr. Wa, what’s happened!"
"A killer, find a place to dispose of the body!" Wa Xueming shook his hand, stepping through the scattered glass fragnts, leaving the building.
Just as he was heading to his car, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from behind.
Wa Xueming quickly drew his gun, aiming behind him, only to spot a disk-shaped object rolling to his feet, and his face changed drastically upon closer inspection.
It’s that invisible mine!
He had witnessed Baron using this thing in Japan firsthand.
Wa Xueming quickly looked up, the group’s enforcers were busy handling the killer’s body, and a figure in a black T-shirt was disappearing into the alleyway nearby.
Are they people from 7472?
They’ve extended their reach to Northern Myanmar?!
With shock in his eyes, Wa Xueming picked up the mine, unable to believe it. He had only briefly ntioned his plight in the interrogation ssage he sent; it had only been two or three minutes, and soone had sent the weapons and equipnt right to his doorstep.
This mysterious team’s power is too terrifying.
He couldn’t help but feel fortunate that he chose obedience rather than betrayal; the Bai Family is nothing but a re ant compared to 7472.
"Smash!"
In the Bai Family villa, Bai Maoliang grabbed a cup from the tea table, slamming it onto the floor, shattering it to pieces. "That Wa Xueming! How dare he hang up my call, who does he think he is? Without , Bai Maoliang, he’s just a stray dog!!"
"Dad, please calm down. Wa Xueming has decent skills, still has so value. Now the other three major families and Kokang warlord are all eyeing us covetously; if we take him down now, I’m afraid he’ll act desperately and lead a rebellion!"
Bai Mingliang quickly got up, walked over, took out a brand new teacup, picked up the teapot, poured another cup of tea, and handed it to Bai Maoliang.
"Without Wa Xueming, and my Bai Family still can’t run?" Bai Maoliang drained the tea in one gulp, "How’s Liu doing now?"
"Uncle Liu got addicted to drugs; he’s ruined." Bai Mingliang sighed. Uncle Liu was one of the earliest enforcers in the group, but ever since the last land subsidence event, he’s been indulging daily, and his health has deteriorated, while the border defense camp he oversees can’t be mobilized at will due to needing to guard against Kokang ard warlords’ surprise attacks.
"We can’t stake everything on Wa Xueming and those two Japanese guys." Bai Maoliang squinted his triangular eyes, a sinister look flashing, "Mingliang, take so people to Thailand, first grab so pigs from Xia Kingdom to ensure the electric fraud operation continues—this is the Bai Family’s money tree and cannot be cut off."
"Understood, don’t worry, Dad!"
After Bai Mingliang left the study, he returned to his desk, took a business card out of the drawer, prominently marked: PM Military Consultant Company.
Bian Ga Special Police Special Warfare Brigade Training Base.
Gu Ji began to continue training with Gao Bo.
He had sent one of the newly refreshed Poison Needle Trap mines to Wa Xueming, another to Baron, and what he sent to Jian Na and Vidi were ERC Signal Jamrs.
That’s right.
For the second ti, he contacted Vidhi Dali from the Indian flood level character. Guided by him, Vidhi had already successfully entered the National Disaster Managent Authority of India.
Gu Ji focused on directing him and Jian Na in investigating the explosion at Japan Defense Ministry Land Equipnt Research Institute and the avalanche event at US-India Himalayas Research Institute.
Because Gu Ji himself couldn’t openly investigate the 304 Research Institute.
After his father’s plane crash, Beijing National Security personally visited to inquire, proving the "Research Institute Explosion Event" is still under National Security Bureau’s monitoring.
Hence, he can only temporarily place his hopes on the 7472 team mbers for now.
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