This is the northerner imitating Fujianese speaking Mandarin, followed by the old man's son's voice. He said something in Minnan dialect. The old man became nervous and the attention of the two thugs was also attracted.

Fu Ping'an was waiting for an opportunity. Since he was hit by a gun, his nerves and muscles became tense. When he was at Ryazan, there was a special class to talk about anti-hijacking. It was all the experiences summarized by his predecessors with blood and life. They were used in a rapidly changing battlefield and were more than enough to deal with amateur-level thugs.

During the two minutes of negotiations, Fu Ping'an made an analysis and judgment on the situation. There is no doubt that the old man was an overseas Chinese who cut precious wood in Southeast Asia. They were not a gang of killing and robbing people, but businessmen with more flexible minds and diverse means. When someone blocked the way for money, they dared to do anything, but after all, they were not professional, and Fu Ping'an at least received professional training.

The old man brought a car, three people, one of them was a driver, two with guns. Now one of the two gunmen was holding a formal box full of banknotes, with only one gun behind his head, and this person was distracted.

Fu Ping'an turned his head, avoided the gun, grabbed the gun with lightning speed, and grabbed it, and used force so hard that the other party's hand holding the gun was broken on the spot.

The gun was in his hand, and the first move was to slash it hard. The steel handle of the gunman hit the gunman's head, and blood was splattering everywhere. The guy holding the official document box hurriedly threw the box and pulled the gun, and the euro was sprinkled all over the floor. When he pulled out the gun, Fu Ping'an's gun was already pressed against his head.

Fu Ping'an took another gun with his left hand, and then he realized that neither gun was insured, which means that the other party was fearless and that their level was indeed amateur.

The situation reversed sharply, and the old man didn't even finish the phone call.

Fu Ping'an did not relax. He raised his foot and kicked the guy who was hit on the ground and was about to get up. He still retained the habit of wearing iron-headed military hooks. With this kick, he could kick out the brains that were not hard enough.

"Let's go down and hold your head with both hands." Fu Ping'an shouted sternly, and he turned on the safety hammer, and he was obviously a master of gun play.

The expert knew if there was any problem. The second guy only hesitated for a second, and Fu Ping'an kicked him in the crotch. Taking advantage of the moment he lowered his head, he hit the back of his head and immediately rushed.

Fu Ping'an pulled the driver out of the car again.

"Don't do my business..." The driver begged for mercy in fear.

A hand knife slashed the driver's neck artery and then pounced on him.

Fu Pingan opened the car door, signaled the old man to get out of the car with a muzzle, took his cell phone, and drove the handset free.

What came from there seemed to be Mu Lan's voice.

"Is it you? Me!" Fu Ping'an was very alert. He did not mention Mu Lan's name in front of the old man. The two were very familiar with each other's voices. Without further ado, Fu Ping'an understood what was happening in a few words.

The old man's surname is Huang, from southern Fujian, and he is a wood smuggler. His main business is rare wood in Southeast Asia. This batch of goods was confiscated from them, so they attacked Mu Lan and kidnapped Fu Ping'an in order to regain their property.

The situation is very delicate now. When Fu Ping'an was suppressed, his son was also pointed at by Mu Lan with a gun at Xingmatai, but he could not kill him, and he dared not let him go, which was a bit difficult to get rid of.

Killing is very simple. The trigger is finished, but there are many aftermaths. If you kill someone, you must be careful of others' revenge. From then on, there will be no peace. If you release the tiger and return to the mountain, there will be future troubles.

Violence cannot solve the problem, so we can only negotiate and win-win. Fu Ping'an reminded Mu Lan a few words, hung up the phone, and said to the old man: "Boss Huang, let's talk?"

"Talk." Boss Huang was very calm. After all, he was an old man. It was obvious that Fu Ping'an would not kill anyone.

"We are all seeking money when we come out. I will say that behind me is His Majesty Matteo II. These woods belong to him. Regarding the law, you steal and smuggle, this is a serious crime. In terms of the rules of the world, although this batch of goods is handled by you, it is mine when it falls into my hands. In this world, the big dick has the final say, are you right?"

Boss Huang nodded and admitted that what the other party said made sense. He has been living in Southeast Asia for many years and has seen many people who are more cruel than him. He kills people without blinking his money. In the end, he ends up in a tragic ending. The reason why he has never failed is his tactfulness. He has three principles: one is not fighting with the military and police, not fighting with the government, and the third is not fighting with the Raptor Crossing River. If you come out, you are seeking wealth. It is not necessary to kill people to destroy the family, but when you are forced to the door, people dare not kill them.

That's why these two unsuccessful actions occurred. Boss Huang had a son who had committed a crime in China and ran away. He has always been stationed in Xingmatai. He led his men to bribe the police and came to catch people. However, he kicked the iron plate. His son was hit by a few shotguns in the leg, almost injuring his life.

So Lao Huang organized this operation himself. His intelligence network in China was not good, and he did not find out Fu Ping'an's true background. He only thought that he was the young master of his family, so he wanted to tie him up and threaten him. Lao Huang thought very simply, and he would first be polite and then soldiers. If he didn't, he would take him to the riverside to scare him. If he really couldn't, he would chop up a finger and send him home. In short, killing people is not the goal, but taking back the wood is the goal.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ping'an was also a piece of iron. Lao Huang had several skilled guys under his command. He had worked as a soldier and practiced Muay Thai, but he still fell.

Lao Huang didn't understand that soldiers were different from soldiers, infantry and armed police were trained differently, special forces were trained differently, and field agents were another routine, like a mountain, and conscripts who served in the internal security forces of the armed police for two years basically couldn't learn anything.

Fu Ping'an was the same. He worked as a big soldier in the garrison area for two years. In addition to the queue and physical fitness, he practiced himself in the areas where he was better than others. However, compared with the soldiers and kings of the T-device, there were huge differences in all aspects, which was the difference between amateur and professionalism. Later, he went to Liang Zan to learn some things, such as close combat, cqb, reconnaissance and prisoner arrest, but he had not received practical training for a long time and was relatively unfamiliar. This time, he was two and a half-baked guys from Lao Huang. When he really met a fierce man, Fu Ping'an had no way to die.

Now both sides have tested the strength of each other. Although the Lao Huang team is not very powerful, it is impossible to kill them all. Fu Ping'an decided to cooperate with them.

"The wood is in my hands. I snatched it with my ability. If you have the ability, you can snatch it back. Do you think this is the reason?"

Boss Huang said: "Young people should not speak too aggressively."

Fu Ping'an said: "Don't you call a young man? I'm useful to this batch of wood. If you want to take it back, please don't talk."

Boss Huang said: "Do you know the consequences?"

Fu Ping'an said: "I should ask you this, I can make you unable to stay in Xingmatai and China. I can uproot your overseas industries overnight. Do you know the consequences?"

Boss Huang stopped talking. Times are changing too quickly and he can't keep up with the trend.

"The cake is so big. I ate it, and there is no portion for you. But you can eat it by making the cake bigger, and you can eat it for one piece." Fu Ping'an instantly dismantled the two guns into parts and threw them at Boss Huang's feet, "You go back and think about it carefully before calling me."

After saying that, he left without getting on his Audi. He was afraid that the car would be loaded with bombs or something, but he would not brush the car in front of people and then break the effort, so he had to rely on his way.

...

Xingmatai, a Chinese-American settlement area, Zhongjing Clinic, Mu Lan successfully trapped Mr. Huang. She looked at the name on the medical record and said: "Peter Huang, what do you think you are like? Banana people? It's not right. Those who go to Europe and the United States are Banana people. You are a Mango people. The outside is yellow and the inside is even yellow."

Peter Huang was very angry. He was not angry because he had two shotguns on his leg, nor because his wood was intercepted, but because his IQ was insulted and he was deceived into the clinic with a call and surrendered.

This little girl didn't look like a ruthless person no matter how she looked. Peter Huang decided to take a risk. He reached out and tried to hold Mu Lan's muzzle. At this moment, a picture appeared in his heart. He held the muzzle and pressed his forehead without fear, making the other party shoot when he had the affair. The little girl was so scared that she let go of her hand slowly, shivered, and was impressed by her heroic martial arts.

But the facts did not develop as Peter Huang had expected. Mu Lan fired a shot directly, and the bullet flew over Huang Peter's ears. The gunshot sounded particularly loud inside the room. The ears on one side of Peter Huang were buzzing, hearing was temporarily lost, and the gunpowder gas burned his hair, a burnt smell.

Peter Huang became honest, so there was a scene that followed.

Mu Lan did not call the police, but called the military police according to Fu Ping'an's instructions and notified Matteo.

Both the military police and the police have the responsibility of urban security, but one is under the jurisdiction of the military and the other is under the Ministry of the Interior. The business overlaps, and there are inevitably some conflicts between the two sides. The military police arrived at the scene first and captured Peter Huang. It was too late when the police arrived.

The arrest of Peter Huang means that Fu Ping'an had an extra card in his hand, which was really "your son is in my hand". Old Huang did not dare to act rashly anymore. After all, he was just a man from the martial arts world and could not compete with the state machine, even if it was a violent organ of a small country.

Not long after, Lao Huang called, with a humble tone and kind tone, saying that there was a misunderstanding that peace was the most important thing, and that there was something useful to brothers.

"I, Huang Lifa, have no ability, but I am also the leader of the Hongmen in Xingma. If you have any inconvenient things to come forward, you can come forward on your behalf."

The Hongmen was the Tiandihui of the past. It is now one of the eight democratic parties, called the Zhigong Party. There are many Hongmen branches of all sizes overseas, especially in places like the Americas and Southeast Asia. Fu Ping'an did not expect that Huang Lifa still has this status, but he didn't care too much. He is only concerned about Mu Lan's safety now.

The two of them had a video call, and Mu Lan talked about how she captured Peter Huang. Fu Ping'an was surprised: "Mu Lan, when did you learn these skills? Have you received special training or what?"

Mu Lan said: "I didn't do anything. I just checked the map with Google and then looked through the trash can in the clinic. That's all, the simplest logical reasoning can be done by individuals."

Thinking about it, Huang Lifa and his son are local Hongmen and have a good relationship with the police. They don’t bother to hide anything. No wonder Mu Lan found it as soon as she searched. Everyone is amateur and amateur. Even so, Mu Lan’s courage and wisdom are still amazing.

"Have the Cossacks arrived?" Fu Ping'an remembered this again.

"It's here, it's pretty good." Mu Lan was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to drive Xiong Da and Xiong Er away, so she passed by vaguely.

Everything has its beginning and end, Fu Ping'an called Ivan to express his gratitude again. Ivan was in the Syrian battlefield, but his communication was not affected at all. Not only were they Russian mercenaries, government forces, anti-government armed forces, isis, not only did they keep their guns away, but they would not leave their mobile phones. They used mobile phones where there were signals, and satellite phones where there were no signals. Only the boss was worried that they would be removed by drones after being located. Ordinary soldiers did not care about this. Convenience was the king. Moreover, the price of missiles launched by drones was much more expensive than a life. Even the US military could not lose money like this.

"No need to thank you. Andre is the best. If you need more staff, I have them here. I will be waiting for your arrangement at any time. You are too polite. Just give the final payment to Uncle Andre. Yes, I'm going to fight and I won't have a chat."

...

Uncle Andre was playing in the bar with Mu Lan at this moment. The overall situation was settled. Mu Lan was in a happy mood and ordered a cocktail for herself, and ordered two more drinks for Xiong Da and Xiong. Suddenly, two white men came over to chat with him. There were two types of white men who were having sex in Xingmatai, one was a tourist and the other was Lloyd's employees. These two belonged to the latter. Judging from their big and round waists, they should be Lloyd's security guards.

Mu Lan hated these people and refused to pay attention. The two of them drank too much and pestered Mu Lan. Andrei stepped forward to persuade him. This was his duty as a bodyguard, but an old man in his fifties and sixties was obviously unable to do so against two strong men who were six feet tall.

While protecting Mu Lan, Andrei stepped back, smiling, and retreated to the bathroom without realizing it. Two drunken guys looked at each other and simply pushed them into the bathroom and closed the door casually.

Mu Lan touched the gun, but unfortunately, she didn't bring it. She called the police with her cell phone, and was stolen as soon as she took it out.

Suddenly, Andrey burst into a fist, as he was as quick as a cheetah, and his steel prosthetic fist hit the human face. The two big men fell to the ground in shock in a blink of an eye, with a terrible face, as if a train had hit him head-on.
Chapter completed!