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Chapter 82: Capture the Eight-faced Buddha(1/2)

It was already afternoon when Lei Yaoyang and others took action.

At this time, the sky had gradually darkened, and the moon hung high in the red maple forest. The battlefield was eerily quiet because no one had been cleaning it.

The corpses on the ground make people shudder when they see them, and Lei Yaoyang, as the protagonist, is sitting on the roof of the car looking at the stars in a daze.

The two children of the Eight-faced Buddha, who were originally very energetic, had been struggling all afternoon.

However, Lei Yaoyang relied on his spider sense to detect any abnormal movement between the two of them immediately, and then beat them up and subdued them.

After an afternoon of torture, the two of them were completely desperate. They no longer imagined that they could escape from the hands of the devil Lei Yaoyang. They could only place their hope on their father and wait for the Eight-faced Buddha to lead his team to rescue them.

rescued.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Lei Yaoyang's lips on the rooftop, and he turned his head to look into the darkness of the woods.

Lei Yaoyang's body has been optimized with intermediate potions, and his five senses have surpassed ordinary people, almost reaching the level of superman. Even the smallest movement can be detected by him immediately, and his eyesight is completely different.

Affected by darkness.

At this time, he had already noticed that the people from the Eight-faced Buddha had arrived, but he was still observing the surroundings for any ambush. In fact, he had already noticed himself.

"Okay, stop hiding there, come out now that we're all here."

After Lei Yaoyang finished speaking, there was no sound coming from the surroundings, as if Lei Yaoyang was talking to the air.

Seeing this situation, Lei Yaoyang couldn't help but frowned.

It seems that the other party thinks that he is cheating and is unwilling to be exposed so early.

"You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you have to force me to force you out?"

After he finished speaking, there was still no response. Lei Yaoyang directly pulled a flare from his waist and threw it towards the shadow where he just looked.

The originally dark woods were suddenly illuminated by flares, and a large group of people were seen in the woods. They were sitting in ambush, but they were all exposed by Lei Yaoyang's flare.

With a cold snort, Lei Yaoyang got out of the car and pulled the two sons of the Eight-faced Buddha out of the car and blocked them in front of him.

Seeing that Lei Yaoyang was really alone, everyone was no longer as nervous as before.

In an instant, the team parted in the middle, revealing an aisle, and an old man with disheveled hair walked out with the support of everyone.

After the old man appeared, a middle-aged man dressed like an adjutant whispered something into his ear.

"No ambush was found."

After hearing his adjutant's words, the old man felt relieved, nodded, and walked to Lei Yaoyang.

"Young man, you are so brave. You dare to wait for me here by yourself without even setting an ambush. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

While the old man was sizing up Lei Yaoyang, Lei Yaoyang was also sizing him up.

Lei Yaoyang was not in a hurry to answer the old man's question.

The old man was not in a hurry, and looked at Lei Yaoyang calmly, even though his two sons were held hostage by the other party.

The more the other party behaves like this, the more suspicious Lei Yaoyang feels.

He then took out the pistol from his waist and shot the hostage in his hand.

As the gunfire rang out, one of the sons of the Eight-faced Buddha screamed instantly, fell to the ground holding his thigh and wailed.

Seeing this, the Eight-faced Buddha immediately exclaimed with concern on his face and called his son.

Lei Yaoyang is the world's god of gambling. He is very meticulous in observing people's expressions. Under his observation, it was obvious that the old man's expression was too stiff. When the hostage fell to the ground just now, his expression

The performance is not natural at all. Although ordinary people's eyesight may be able to hide it, it is full of loopholes in front of me.

"Find me the real Eight-faced Buddha. Where is he? If he doesn't come out, I don't need to say more about the consequences. I don't like to waste time."

As soon as Lei Yaoyang said what he said, everyone in the scene looked at each other, and the old man in front of Lei Yaoyang looked furious and shouted at Lei Yaoyang with a questioning look on his face.

"Kid, do you know what you are talking about? I am the Eight-faced Buddha. What else do you want?"

"Are you challenging my patience?

Your expressions and acting skills are so exaggerated that I can’t stand it anymore.”

Before the old man could say anything else, there was a sound of clapping from behind the team that had just been hidden in the dark. As the sound rang out, an old man with disheveled hair walked out of the team again.

"Get out of here, don't be embarrassed here, people will see through you at a glance, you are such a waste."

Seeing the real Eight-faced Buddha coming out, the substitute immediately ran away after hearing the words.

But a man dressed like an army officer walked up to the Eight-faced Buddha and held it behind him.

"Lord Buddha, if you have anything to do, just ask. It's very dangerous here."

Then the Eight-faced Buddha smiled and said.

"It doesn't matter, haven't you already investigated it? There are no ambushes or traps here. I don't believe that such a brat can do anything to me in front of so many people?"

From the moment the old man appeared, Lei Yaoyang had been observing him.

After confirming that the other party was the real Eight-faced Buddha, Lei Yaoyang showed a smile on his face.

However, Lei Yaoyang did not comment on what the Eight-faced Buddha said at this time.

"You will know in a moment if I can do anything to you."

Lei Yaoyang smiled in his heart.

Bangkok Police Headquarters.

At this time, in the director's office, Qiu Weit was pacing back and forth, completely losing the calmness of the past.

Lei Yaoyang has not returned yet, and the Eight-faced Buddha himself has not been caught. This operation has not come to an end yet. He, the person in charge of the operation, is undoubtedly the most uncomfortable at this time.

The situation he faced now would be a headache for anyone else.

If the case is not completed, he will definitely be punished by his superiors, and his reputation will not be guaranteed. After all, this is a transnational case, and if Lei Yaoyang has an accident, there is no guarantee that his subordinates will not expose the undercover in his police station.

Things are pushed upwards.

Thinking of that situation, Qiu Wet's scalp went numb. But what made her most uncomfortable was that he could do nothing at this time and could only wait for the news in the office.

Qiu Weite has not experienced this feeling of powerlessness for many years.

When Thai policeman Cui Jie saw his father-in-law's appearance, he immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"Director, you don't have to worry too much. We have already seen Sir Lei's skills in the battle just now. They are absolutely terrifying. Everything will be fine."

After hearing what Cui Jie had done, Qiu Weit instead of feeling reassured, he cursed loudly.

"You idiots, no matter how powerful he is, he is still the same person. With so many followers of the Eight-faced Buddha, they still can't cut him into pieces and bury him alive."

Qiu Weite had not seen Lei Yaoyang's strength, so he naturally did not believe what everyone said, thinking that there was some exaggeration in it.

Moreover, what he was worried about now was not only Lei Yaoyang's safety, Lei Yaoyang's life and death could affect his future, but he couldn't tell these people about his difficulties, which gave Qiu Weit a headache.

Hearing Qiu Weite's words, Ma Haotian and the others couldn't sit still. How could anyone curse their leader in front of them to death?

"Hey, please keep your mouth clean when you speak."

Qiu Weit just snorted coldly when he heard what Ma Haotian and others said. He was no longer in the mood to care about these people's rude behavior towards him.

"Am I wrong? Do you know how many people there are under the Eight-faced Buddha? Do you understand what kind of firepower he has? Even if your commander Lei Yaoyang is very skilled, he is only one person.

I don't understand why you can be so relieved and leave him alone on the battlefield."

Hearing this, Ma Haotian's expression also changed, and he collapsed on the seat. After Qiu Weite's reminder, he also felt that leaving Lei Yaoyang there was a bit too hasty.

Because he was shocked by Lei Yaoyang's fighting prowess, he agreed by accident.

After returning to the police station, he gradually felt that something was wrong. After all, no matter how powerful Lei Yaoyang was, he was only one person. If the opponent's long-range firepower was output, could Lei Yaoyang really be able to withstand it?

However, just when Ma Haotian was blaming himself, a voice came from outside the door.

"Director Qiuweit, it's a bit unreasonable for you to speak like this. I just wasn't here for a while and you cursed me in the office."

Lei Yaoyang's voice shocked everyone in the office. They all looked outside the office door and saw a young and handsome policeman standing at the door. It was Lei Yaoyang who had rushed back from the scene.

Yaoyang.

Seeing Lei Yaoyang coming back, Ma Haotian and others could no longer sit still. They all gathered around to check if Lei Yaoyang was injured.

"How's it going? Sir Lei, are you injured?"

"Boss, how is the Eight-faced Buddha? Have you caught it?"

"That's right, Mr. Lei, have you caught the Eight-faced Buddha?"

The latter sentence was asked by Qiu Weite. Seeing that Lei Yaoyang was back safely, one of his problems had been solved.

The remaining question is whether the Eight-faced Buddha can be successfully captured and brought back. If Lei Yaoyang can really do it, then his black hat will be saved.

Cui Jie on the side didn't understand these twists and turns and said.

"Director, it's not easy for people to come back safely. The Eight-faced Buddha is still..."

Cui Jie did not continue what he said, but everyone understood what he meant. After all, he was one of the largest flour merchants in Thailand. How could he be caught so easily?

Besides, Lei Yaoyang only stayed there alone.

Thinking of this, Qiu Weit also knew that he had taken it too much for granted, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly.
To be continued...
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