To be honest, Zhao Fanchen did not understand what the last sentence of Duke Jialan meant. When he returned to his place on the dock, Robin was not asleep yet. He sat in the room and watched TV. He was watching the football game. Seeing Zhao Fanchen come back, he stuffed a bottle of beer and two people sat together to drink beer and the skewers he bought to watch the football game. Zhao Fanchen couldn't help but remember when he was in China, especially in summer, several people were eating skewers and drinking beer in the food stalls, and watching the full text of the Northern Song Dynasty chef reading.

Next are the recent reports of several gangster incidents in Chinatown. Of course, the reports you can see on TV are not true enough. At least the media will not report the most serious plot to you.

What the police hope for is peace, not the large-scale dispersion of the gang forces. What they hope is that these gang forces have a unified organization, so they will not be too dispersed. Talking with one person is always easier than talking to many people. So this is the cleverness of Inspector Will. He does not go into the water, only makes money, and can cooperate with people like Xiong Ye to maintain this stability. So to a large extent, this has solved the chaos caused by the melee between gangs.

Although Inspector Will may not be a policeman in the strict sense, he is at least able to maintain Chinatown stability and create incalculable economic benefits every year. In fact, to put it bluntly, Inspector Will is a politician.

After this time, the gangster giants in Chinatown sat together and talked, Chinatown quickly calmed down, and the fire between the gangs disappeared, and it was as calm as if nothing had happened before.

In fact, for the police, there is no way to completely destroy the Chinese or Vietnamese gangs in Chinatown, because that is simply impossible. The gang is the product of the giant wheel of this era, and the role played by the police is at most just to suppress it.

There is no need to fight to the death if you are a policeman for a day, because those who are fighting to the death cannot eliminate the underworld, they can only maintain a balance.

Gangs are the product of social existence, they are thieves in the eyes of police. It is natural for soldiers to catch thieves, but in this world, if there are no thieves, how could there be us 'arms'?"

Just like before, Vietnamese, Burmese, Xiong Ye, and Qiao Zhenhai fought to the death, but whoever wins and loses, there is really no difference for the police. The police are suppressing and cleaning up the forces of the gangs on the surface, but in fact, they are all those small gangs and gangs who take the opportunity to clean up the behemoths. For those giants, it is not to say that they can suppress them, and don’t mention cleaning. The police are even willing to push them in the middle... They don’t care whoever dies. If anyone is strong, the police will choose to help whoever they want, because the police can secretly support this powerful force to annex and clean up other small gangs. In this way, at least they can overwhelm the other two parties as soon as possible and end the current chaos immediately!

This principle is very simple, but it will be difficult to implement it. It is not as powerful as Inspector Will. This is also the reason why he has been the Chief Inspector of Chinatown for so many years, because others can't deal with these things at all.

A person's ability is that he can do things that others cannot do, and his talent is to use the same intelligence as others to unique places.

In the next few days, Chinatown was completely calm. On this day, Xiong Ye appeared in the repair shop and said that a batch of goods would be traded on the dock and asked Zhao Fanchen to take a few people there.

After careful last time, Master Xiong undoubtedly started to ask Zhao Fanchen to go out to do some things and exercise. Zhao Fanchen asked Robin to find a few smart and skilled brothers who were usually good at following him out for work.

Sitting in the black van, these people usually wash cars at the recycling station on the dock and dismantle the vehicles, and they have no chance to do things. This time, they have this opportunity because of Zhao Fanchen. These people were all nervous and excited. Robin was driving in front, and Zhao Fanchen distributed the gun in his bag to several people, and said solemnly: "When trading in a while, no matter what happens, do you have to listen to me? What I mean is unity. You all have to listen to my command, because we are not practicing, but in actual combat, it will kill people. If I can make money without bleeding, I will never let everyone bleed. Each of us has only one life, so don't bleed without being absolutely necessary. But once it is time to bleed and chop people, don't shrink back, do you understand?"

"I understand!" These people are now centered on Zhao Fanchen. They nodded heavily. Zhao Fanchen asked each of them to wear gloves and hide the gun behind them at any time to wait for backup.

This time, Mr. Xiong was trading diamond jade with Burmese people. Mr. Xiong was not used to buy these diamond jade jade, but to give them to the wives and daughters of high-ranking officials.

A black van was driving on the street, and there was a police car at the intersection in front of him. Several policemen stood in front of him, as if they were checking their documents, and they were dangerous and passionate: the president's VIP lover full text reading.

The van was stopped by the police in front. A Chinese policeman and a white policeman came over and reached out to knock on the glass. Zhao Fanchen slowly rolled down the window and showed a gentle smile. He reached behind and patted the people behind, signaling them to relax and calm down, and then smiled and said, "Police Officer, what's wrong? Why did you investigate so strictly recently? Is there anything wrong?"

The Chinese policeman, wearing a hat, bent down and looked in the car window. When he saw the people behind Zhao Fanchen, he obviously frowned, but he said casually: "We are just routine inspections, so you don't have to be nervous. The gangsters were in frequent attacks some time ago, so the investigation was stricter. Please take out your ID." Perhaps it was because it was Chinese, so the Chinese policeman said a few more words to Zhao Fanchen and the others.

However, the white policeman obviously had no good feelings for Chinese people like Zhao Fanchen and others. He looked at them with contempt and had a very arrogant attitude. Zhao Fanchen put his gloves on his right hand and quietly placed it on the door handle. As long as the white policeman had made any special moves, Zhao Fanchen would pull the trigger. This position was just enough to hit the white policeman and would be shot to kill him.

The two policemen searched all the documents of everyone in the car, and the brothers behind them all looked a little unnatural on the sheriff, because this was their first time on a mission, and they were hit by the police as soon as they went out. In their opinion, this was not a good sign. They had never had a slight favoritism towards the police in Chinatown, and even hated them very much.

After reading Zhao Fanchen's ID, the policeman glanced at him with a very harsh look, and then said in a contemptuous tone: "Did you just live in Chinatown not long ago?"

"Police officer, have you seen this? Do you still need to ask me? I immigrated to Chinatown two months ago." Zhao Fanchen still had a smile on his face and replied patiently.

The white policeman sneered and suddenly looked at Zhao Fanchen in a arrogant tone: "Why don't you say you were smuggled? Pull your car aside, everyone gets out of the car, and opens the trunk of the car. I have the right to suspect that you are like black in the United States, and even more so that your residence identity is fake, so we have to conduct a routine inspection of the Chinese who have just completed the immigration and residence procedures??"

The few people behind Zhao Fanchen wanted to make some moves, but they were stopped by Zhao Fanchen's eyes. Everyone knew that the white police in Chinatown were not in dealing with these Chinese community circles, and these Chinese people didn't like white police.

The Chinese policeman outside gave Zhao Fanchen helpless expressions. He was just a auxiliary policeman, so he had no right to speak.

Zhao Fanchen smiled gently, quietly took back the gun in his hand, took off his gloves, looked at the policeman outside, and said lightly: "Police Officer, I hope you should pay attention to your words. Please tell me your name and police number. I will complain about what you said just now, but I will still accept your inspection before this. Everyone should get out of the car!"

After patting the hands of the person behind, Zhao Fanchen smiled faintly and gently opened the car door, allowing everyone behind to get off the car. Robin in front glanced at Zhao Fanchen, without saying anything, and opened the car door and got off.

"Brother Xiaofan, what should I do now?" The people behind all put away their guns, asked in a low voice, and looked at Zhao Fanchen with inquiring eyes.

Robin's expression was a little excited and excited, but more nervous. This guy looked at Zhao Fanchen and looked a little eager to try. The other two brothers in the car also understood something. After all, there have been too many things in recent times, and as soon as they came out of the factory area of ​​the dock, they were found by the police. This is inevitably a bit abnormal, so their nervousness is very normal.

After setting a color, Zhao Fanchen signaled them not to be impulsive and there would be no trouble.
Chapter completed!