Chapter 870: Commissioner Smith Captured

He Yuzhu said, "Even if you leave those god-sons of yours, it doesn't count as betraying you; after all, what you're doing isn't anything good!"

Zhang Suquan lowered his head and said, "Although what you say doesn't sound pleasant, you aren't wrong."

"You have so much wealth, isn't it all obtained from drug trafficking and murder? Every single coin is stained with blood. You are the biggest malignant tumor."

Although there was unwillingness in Zhang Suquan's eyes, his mouth was still explaining: "This place is too poor. I am also doing this to support more people. The biggest demand for this opium is M Country. We can't afford to offend them, so we can only help them produce it. Those M Country people say one thing and do another; the Anti-Drug Commissioner is also a private drug trafficker, it's just that they don't show their faces."

He Yuzhu nodded: "I understand all of this. Tell me about Commissioner Smith in Jingdong."

Zhang Suquan said: "This Commissioner Smith is ostensibly the anti-drug person-in-charge for the M Country Department of Justice, representing M Country and the CIA. In reality, he bans drugs on the surface while trafficking them in the dark, taking more money than anyone else..."

He Yuzhu laughed after hearing this; it seems M Country has long been the largest consumer of drugs. "Zhang Suquan, tell me honestly, does this Commissioner Smith live here permanently, or does he come irregularly? Is there anything special about his residence, and how many Bodyguards does he have?"

Zhang Suquan said: "He lives in a wealthy area on the edge of Jingdong. On the surface, the house doesn't look big, just one large villa, but in reality, the dozen or so villas surrounding it are all filled with Bodyguards he has arranged. As for the specific defensive situation, I'm not too clear on it; I've only been there a few times when he summoned those of us with armies to hold meetings."

He Yuzhu nodded: "Good, you can leave once you drop me off there."

Zhang Suquan squeezed out a smile: "Then thank you, hero, for the grace of not killing me."

By the time the car drove to Jingdong, it was already afternoon.

The driver said with a grin: "Two big brothers, could you treat me to a meal?"

He Yuzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled a few US dollar bills from his pocket: "We are in a hurry to do something, no time to eat with you."

When the driver saw there was over twenty dollars, he was so happy he couldn't close his mouth.

Zhang Suquan brought He Yuzhu near the few villas of Commissioner Smith, lowered his voice and said: "This is it. Are you... really going to let me go?"

He Yuzhu waved his hand at him: "Go."

Zhang Suquan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping, and finally bit the bullet and spoke: "Little brother... could you give me some money? I don't have any money on me."

He Yuzhu took two thousand US dollars out of his backpack and handed it over, saying irritably: "You really are something. You became a prisoner, and I still have to pay you out of my own pocket; there's no justice in this."

Zhang Suquan took the money and smiled awkwardly: "Hey, if there's a chance to meet again, I will pay you back."

"Forget it!" He Yuzhu waved his hand at him.

Zhang Suquan took the money and walked a few steps slowly at first. He discovered that He Yuzhu did not shoot him in the back.

He suddenly accelerated and took off running like a rabbit.

He Yuzhu watched that fleeing back and had to admire this old thing—all along he had been sickly and listless, but it turned out he ran faster than anyone. It was all a play he had been acting out.

The reason he let Zhang Suquan go was, in the final analysis, because he felt that every debt has its debtor. This old guy was at best an intermediary; the ones who truly did the killing were those M Country people above. Besides, although Zhang Suquan adopted orphans for his own use, he at least saved so many people's lives; compared to those who stand by and watch others die, he still had some conscience left.

He Yuzhu applied deep makeup to himself, transforming completely into a local Burmese person, with dark skin and facial contours that had changed entirely.

After this grooming, he looked much younger, like a man in his early thirties.

He bought two baskets of fruit from a fruit vendor and carried them back and forth around those villas, hawking his wares, but no one came out to buy anything for the life of him.

However, he also took the opportunity to finish Scanning the situation here.

The dozen or so villas in this vicinity were arranged in a circle, surrounding the one in the very center.

Each of the surrounding villas housed over ten people, all of them strong, white Bodyguards.

Some were stretching their muscles in the yard, others were drinking beer and eating barbecue, chatting and laughing, not realizing at all that danger was approaching.

He Yuzhu made a rough calculation; there were at least over a hundred people living inside these villas.

When late night arrived, He Yuzhu finally made his move.

The Bodyguards around Commissioner Smith were no pushovers, so He Yuzhu did not take them lightly at all; he adopted the method of approaching the enemies and taking them into his space to resolve them.

He was busy for a full hour before he had cleared out all the surrounding Bodyguards.

The entire process didn't encounter any decent resistance—only two of the more alert guys raised their guns at him, but before they could even pull the triggers, they were taken care of by his Flying Knife.

By the early morning hours, He Yuzhu finally touched his way to the front of Commissioner Smith's villa.

There were ten guards in this villa.

At this moment, five were patrolling back and forth in the surroundings, and the other five were sleeping; it seemed they were working in two shifts.

Just as He Yuzhu jumped into the villa, two German Shepherds lunged fiercely at him.

He flicked his hand, and two Flying Knives precisely embedded themselves into the throats of the two German Shepherds.

The German Shepherds let out two miserable howls and instantly collapsed to the ground.

The commotion immediately alerted the five patrolling men, and they rushed toward this side at high speed.

He Yuzhu quickly drew his gun and fired several shots at the five men; in the blink of an eye, three of them had fallen to the ground.

The remaining two didn't react slowly either; they pulled two Hand Grenades from their pockets and threw them fiercely at He Yuzhu.

How fast was He Yuzhu? He was quick-eyed and nimble-handed, catching the two Hand Grenades directly in mid-air and throwing them back with a backhand motion.

The two Hand Grenades exploded in the air with great lethality.

After two loud bangs, the two men were instantly riddled with holes, and fresh blood splattered onto the white wall like blooming plum blossoms.

Commissioner Smith sprang up from the bed, covered in black hair, looking just like a startled black bear.

The woman beside him also woke up.

"Crawl into the hole under the bed!"

The woman crawled tremblingly to the entrance of the hole, pressed a button, and slid right in.

Smith followed closely, wanting to crawl in too, but just as his rear end was stuck up in the air, He Yuzhu arrived.

At this time, He Yuzhu had already taken care of the four sleeping Bodyguards.

He grabbed Smith by the thigh and dragged him out by force.

He chopped the side of the man's neck with one palm, knocking him unconscious directly, and took him into his space.

After taking down Smith, He Yuzhu immediately began to ransack the villa.

Through Scanning, he discovered that the entrance to the house's cellar was under the bed, so he jumped in.

Below were many large wooden crates; He Yuzhu opened one, and it was filled with US dollar bills.

He didn't have time to check carefully, and just as he was about to take these crates into his space, he suddenly saw a woman crouching behind a large crate.

The woman also saw that the person who jumped in was not Commissioner Smith, and she pleaded in Burmese: "Don't kill me... I am not his wife."

He Yuzhu said in English: "Hurry out, put on your clothes, and go home. Don't mention today's events in the future, or I will kill you."

The woman immediately climbed up the stairs, and after a flurry of activity in the room, she quickly ran out of the villa.

He Yuzhu collected all the US dollars into his space, then placed Explosive in the villa and blew the place up completely.

He did not want this place to become a stronghold for the people of M Country again.