"(Vietnamese)..." The policeman said, and he walked to the car window and raised it. Aze obediently shook the glass, but he couldn't understand what the police said, so he said English to him.

The policeman was stunned for a moment and fucked a little stiff, but still smoothly, and said in English: "Sir, your car was speeding just now, and you didn't turn on the light when you turned in front."

He saw that Aze spoke English and probably understood that the foreign tourists in front of him were a little polite: "Please show your ID and driver's license."

Aze was a little hesitant. He didn't bring his driver's license at all!

Seeing that Siro did not move, the policeman was a little impatient and repeated it again.

At this time, I slowly leaned over, and the police immediately turned his body. His vigilance was quite high. He immediately started to talk on the chest with one hand and pressed his waist with the other.

At this time, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the mixed-race beauty, and the original nervousness on her face disappeared.

She suddenly looked radiant, twisted her waist and walked to the policeman, opened her red lips lightly, and said slowly...

Although I don’t understand Vietnamese, I know very well that the mixed-race beauty does not speak Vietnamese… nor does it in English.

Then there is only one explanation, she, who has French descent, speaks French!

The policeman might have been stunned for a moment. After all, he was just a policeman, not a foreign language talent. After a moment of confusion, he saw such a charming beauty approaching him, and he couldn't help but feel a little alert and relaxed a little. His hand, which was pressing the walkie-talkie on his chest, slowly relaxed.

The mixed-race beauty was indeed a nightclub. Such women are all good at acting! She was talking French while whispering, pretending not to understand what the police said, while deliberately making tricks on her head and making casual gestures, revealing a little bit of spring. I noticed that the policeman was already distracted. At this time, I quietly walked two steps closer...

"Hmm?!" The policeman snorted, and I had already pressed it on quickly. He pressed the weapon on his waist with one hand, which was a gun, and the other hand quickly pulled out my gun and pressed his back tightly. At the same time, I quickly shouted in English: "Don't move! Don't talk! I don't want to hurt you!"

At this time, several brothers in the car had jumped down. They stood around quickly and surrounded me and the policeman. I quickly seized his gun and threw it to a brother. The policeman was a little panicked and instinctively wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Just as he was hesitating, a rustling sound came from the walkie-talkie on his chest, and then a few voices with inquiring tone were in Vietnamese, with a somewhat lazy accent.

The policeman was about to speak, and the gun that I held his waist tightened a little.

The Vietnamese police hesitated for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in their eyes. Then they turned their heads and looked at me, lowered their eyelids, and quickly spoke a Vietnamese sentence to the intercom.

I felt relieved when I saw the mixed-race beauty, and she whispered to me: "It's okay, what he just said was 'Everything is OK'."

I felt relieved and whispered to the police: "Don't resist, I won't hurt you."

Then I quickly pulled down the walkie-talkie on his chest, pulled out the thread, and threw it into the grass on the side of the road. I looked at the policeman and he was obviously a little panicked, but he still wanted to maintain his calmness on the surface.

"Take him into the car and cover his eyes with something... Forget it, I'll knock him out." I glanced at the mixed-race beauty and said, "You guys get in the car first, wait for me for two minutes."

I quickly ran towards the motorcycle parked by the police behind the road, and the motorcycle was naturally unlocked. I went over and turned over the car, and then quickly drove out in the opposite direction.

It was very close to the riverside, so I noticed that there were no pedestrians or vehicles on the left and right. I quickly drove the car to the riverside, then stopped, and overturned the brand new motorcycle into the river. The heavy motorcycle sank quickly. I looked around again. There were only two trucks passing by on the bridge in the distance, and no one noticed my movements down the riverside in the distance.

I was relieved.

The Vietnamese police's equipment is very backward. I guess their police cars should not have a positioning system. I overturned the police cars into the river and would not be discovered tomorrow as soon as possible.

When I ran back to the ground, everyone had already got in the car. I got into the car and pulled the door. Aze quickly started the car. The boy was a little excited. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Damn! Xiaowu, I said, what's the point of doing land?... I am a legal citizen in China. I came to Vietnam, but I have done all kinds of illegal and criminal activities with you... Now even the police dare to kidnap..."

I knew he was joking with me, so he patted him from behind and smiled, "If you don't drive us to Haiphong City quickly, we will all go to the prison... What does a prison in Vietnam look like? You can imagine it yourself!"

Inside the car, the policeman had been tied up and stuffed horizontally to the bottom of the last row of seats, his mouth and eyes were blocked.

As soon as I sat down, Siro said to me calmly: "I have interrogated this policeman. He usually contacted the headquarters with a telephone once an hour, which means that within an hour, we should be fine."

"Good job." I patted his shoulder to show encouragement. The boy finally improved a little and began to learn to do things with his brain, but I immediately wondered: "Is he willing to tell the truth?"

Siro couldn't help but look at Mutou: "Well, it's him... he took a needle..."

Mu Tou sighed, looked at me, and smiled very rarely: "I took a needle pointed to his eyes, then asked him a question, and I told him that if he lies, his pupils would change, so I would till it."

Xi Luo couldn't help but look at Mu Tou with some weirdness, then looked at me and said in confusion: "Xiao Wu, why are we catching this policeman? Just knock him out and throw him to the side of the road."

I sighed: "He saw that we were running out of the city, and the direction of the road was northeast. If we knocked him out, he would wake up for more than half an hour. At that time, he would report to the police, our car model, color, appearance, etc., we would wait for a large number of police officers in front and behind to surround him!" After pausing, I continued: "So. There are only two ways, first, to kill him. The police must investigate him and die first, and it will take a while before it will be possible to find us here. The second is to make him disappear. Now we have tied him up, and in the police, he is 'missing'. The police have to investigate his disappearance first. Then start from the place where he disappeared... it is still early to find us."

I kidnapped this policeman, but in fact I saved his life. If I didn't kidnap him, I could only kill him.

At this time, I glanced at the mixed-race beauty huddled in the seat. Then I smiled at her and said warmly: "You performed very well just now. Thank you."

The mixed-race beauty's eyes were a little complicated, and she gently bit her lip and said nothing.

Aze in front suddenly whistled on purpose. Then he laughed and said, "Woman! For the sake of the man he likes, he is willing to do anything... No wonder, no wonder..."

I was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but laugh and scold...

"What are you talking nonsense!"

"What are you talking nonsense!!"

It was Qiao Qiao and I who spoke at the same time! I was embarrassed to stop Aze from saying such words. After all, I have no extra thoughts about mixed-race beauties, so as not to be troublesome.

And Qiao Qiao's eyes were a little...dissatisfied?!

At night, our car stopped near a small fishing village northeast of Haipang City. There are many sheds with asbestos tiles. Some are houses for fishermen, while others are used to make fishery products, such as shrimp paste, etc.

We took advantage of the darkness to park the car in a bush next to us and found a pile of huge palm leaves to cover the body. As for the unlucky policeman, we threw it next to a very remote national highway while we were halfway...

I also stripped his clothes naked.

If he had good luck, this poor policeman would have to walk on that road for two or three hours before he could encounter the town... and I doubt that such a naked person would believe that he was a policeman.

This is a very simple truth.

If you were driving on the road and saw someone on the side of the road, waving to you to stop the car? Would you stop?

If it were you, suddenly a naked man came to borrow a phone call from you, would you lend it?

Don’t blame me for being too ruthless in doing things. I’ve already spared his life. Who made him so unfortunate that he stopped our car without stopping other cars?

We walked into the fishing village in the dark, and then came to a house with asbestos tiled fields near the pier. There was a long wooden pole next to it, carrying a station lamp on it. When I saw the light on from afar, I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Siro.

"This was arranged by Eighth Master, and this address was also given by Eighth Master before I came. This lamp is a secret code to indicate safety." Xi Luo explained.

I nodded silently.

As we walked over, a man flashed out of the shed. He glanced at us from a distance and asked loudly: "Who?"

"Go ahead and leave!" Xiluo shouted loudly.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Get your backpack and set off."

I understood that this was a code. After walking over, I found that the man standing in front of me was barefoot, with his trousers rolled up high, and his upper body was a worn vest. His skin color could not be seen under the light, but he looked very old and had wrinkles on his face, but there was a hint of courage in his eyes.

"You're here too early." He frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!