Naturally, we are not talking about Saigon in Hong Kong, but here in Vietnam, Saigon is full of filth and filth, and the police stations here are only responsible for the French and the Americans who have just arrived here, and the rest is only exploitation and violence.

Take the man on the street today, his wife not only had a miscarriage, but also died, and what was even more frustrating was that they brought back the half-dead man, and the mole man exchanged his body and a woman's body for some dollars, which was worth more than the Vietnamese dong!

After receiving the bounty, Mole Man and some of his men set up wine and meat in the backyard of the police station to celebrate.

To say that this corrupt situation has absolutely nothing to do with Ngo Dinh Diem, the president of South Vietnam and the commander-in-chief of the army, a true dictator surrounded by a group of people like his sister-in-law, to the embarrassment of the Americans who once supported him.

And his sister-in-law was a very beautiful but cruel woman, an out-and-out Catholic, a sworn enemy of the Communist Party, who did not accept Buddhism, and Ngo Dinh Diem made his enemies, the Buddhists and the Viet Cong, have a hard time from the beginning.

After Diem took office, mutilated bodies were often found underground, on riverbanks and in caves, with a label around their necks labeled "enemies of the people."

If Chu Jian hadn't paid a blind eye to this matter today, then the man who had been taken back to the police station might have appeared in the river a few days later, which was outrageous and that his death was not the end.

The Vietnamese government's repression of the Viet Cong is so brutal that the slightest suspicion will be investigated by a special police team, and the arrested Viet Cong members will face the fate of dying with their families and friends.

It can be said that the people in this police station are just a group of demons in human skin, and many innocent people were tortured to death by them, and then exchanged for a bounty, which in turn can allow these soldiers and policemen to enjoy themselves in Saigon**.

Xingtian felt that he was not a saint, he didn't want to pay attention to these Vietnamese, he just came out to help Chu Jian.

Others don't know what the Torture Days knew what the Vietnamese had done after they drove out the Americans, and that the ungrateful dogs didn't match him pitifully.

However, Xingtian does not confirm one thing, according to the current history, after the Americans are defeated, will there be a self-defense counterattack against Vietnam?

Or, will North Vietnam lose this war?

This thought made Xingtian a little confused, this was no longer the world he was familiar with.

It's useless to think too much, after the three of them were ready, they went to the street wearing the clothes of South Vietnamese soldiers, don't look at Saigon is very prosperous during the day, and at night the house is closed, for fear that gangsters will break into the door, and I don't know how many hungry people can no longer survive lurking in the darkness here.

Generally, they will not appear on the street alone, they will sit in that kind of old car, and a few thugs or bodyguards will stand outside the car, so that they dare to come to Saigon at night to consume.

This is also the manifestation of the incompetence of the Saigon police, the law and order is too poor!

When passing by a brightly lit nightclub, there were many cars parked outside, and there were usually one or two thugs standing next to the cars, and they all nodded and greeted them when they saw them, because the three of them were wearing the clothes of Vietnamese soldiers, but the green broad-brimmed hats on their heads made the three of them feel funny.

This kind of hat is called a cool helmet, although it is called a helmet, it is not bulletproof, it is not iron.

A thug with a hippie smile stepped forward and handed Xingtian a cigarette, and Xingtian asked in English, "Do you know how to get to the police station?" ”

After Dinh Diem came to power, he made English a second language, and he was a Vietnamese who could speak a few words of English, and that thug was no exception, respectfully pointing out the way to Xingtian.

After knowing the way to the police station, the three of them walked from the street to the police station in a big way.

In Saigon, the police did not easily provoke the soldiers, because the soldiers had far more friends than the police, and the guns were more advanced than the revolvers and batons used by the police.

The three of them arrived outside the police station like this, because they were originally here to find trouble, and several people didn't think about being polite to anyone, and knocked on the glass on the guard box outside the police station and said to the soldiers standing guard inside: "Brother, let's inquire about someone!" ”

The South Vietnamese soldiers who were napping on the wall in the sentry box were startled by the sound of knocking on the window, and when they opened their eyes, they saw that someone was knocking on the sentry box outside, so they unceremoniously pushed open the door of the sentry box, and said angrily: "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

Xing Tian took out a cigarette and said with a smile: "I'm looking for a mole on his face, and there is a hair on it, I heard that he is here!" ”

The soldier looked Xingtian up and down, but still didn't recognize who this person was, so he asked in an accentuated tone: "Are you looking for our captain Fan Ming?" He's in there, I can call him, you tell me where you are first! ”

Xingtian sent out a cigarette, the soldier took it, and took out his own lighter to light Xingtian, Xingtian grabbed the lighter before saying: "Oh, his name is Fan Ming, it's good here, then let's do it!" ”

Xingtian's words made Chu Jian and Yan Luo move.

The soldier immediately glared and shouted, and the cigarette from his mouth fell to the ground: "What are you going to do, someone is coming......"

Chu Jian and Yan Luo put the soldier back into the sentry box one by one, and then Chu Jian inserted the bloody bayonet back into the scabbard and said, "Shall we go in like this?" ”

Xing Tian lit a cigarette for himself with the lighter he had just arrived and said, "If you don't go in like this, you still go in on your stomach, you don't need to plan to deal with these miscellaneous pieces, do it!" ”

"Bang" threw the lighter on, and then everyone walked into the police station, the police station at night was no longer in the office, the whole police station building was pitch black without a sound, when everyone arrived at the front of the building, they heard the sound of shouting five and six from the back of the building, and at the same time there were two soldiers who hooked their shoulders and supported each other from the back of the building.

It seems that these two guys have drunk a lot, they should have taken a lot of bounty today, and they drank two more glasses, and when they saw the three of them standing in front of the building, the two of them were still shouting: "No one is allowed to escape tonight, go back and continue to drink~"

The other said: "I can't do it anymore, I'm going home to sleep, I can't do it anymore......"

Xing Tian said to them as he walked, "Is Captain Fan Ming still there?" ”

The guy who spoke first turned around and pointed to the back of the building and said, "Yes, I'm gambling money, the fuck let the captain win tonight, my money~!" ”

Xingtian waved his hand, and when he approached the two drunks, he saw that the other guy was holding on to the tree and vomiting, Xingtian thought, it's really drunk and dreaming of death, then don't wake up!

Needless to say, Chu Jian and Yan Luo behind him stepped forward to solve the two drunks.

The vomit on the ground still overwhelmed the smell of blood, which made Xingtian can't help but say: "It seems that you have to kill two more to cover this smell, go, let's bleed the people inside!" ”

Not to mention that Pham Minh in it couldn't imagine that someone would come to the police station to kill people like this, even Ngo Dinh Diem would never have imagined how bold he thought the Viet Cong was, what the three of them did tonight, Ngo Dinh Diem would only remember it on the head of the Viet Cong, because the people who had seen them would soon become dead bodies!

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