Chapter 1088 Really Good at Kung Fu
Real foreign police are different from the police in movies and TV shows. They are not the kind of people who are always slow to react. Although it was their negligence to let these people break into the visiting room, a group of police rushed to the visiting room to stop it immediately.
But their actions were still a little slow. By the time they entered the reception room, everyone except Xiao Peng and Chris was lying on the floor.
"What's going on here, Chris?" an officer asked.
Chris said helplessly, "I didn't see it clearly either. Have you ever seen a Kung Fu movie? You're playing it at five times the speed, and that's what I just saw. If anyone tells me there's no 'Kung Fu' again, I'll get angry!"
Before the police could say anything, Xiao Peng spoke up: "I never thought someone would break into the Amsterdam police station and attack me. I'm just an ordinary person, but when I encounter something like this, I should spread the word and ask for justice!"
Everyone looked unhappy after hearing this.
What do they do? Police! Who among them doesn't know what Xiao Peng does?
Are you an "ordinary person"? Could you please stop insulting the term "ordinary person"? Haven't you been causing enough trouble in Europe these past few years? You've been quiet for nearly a year now. I don't know what's going on back home, but there's been a "Searching for the Salvage King" craze in Europe, and everyone's clamoring for you to start livestreaming again!
Can you promote us? You think our work is too easy, right? We don't want to lose our jobs.
After all, the welfare of Dutch police is really great!
In the Netherlands, police benefits are generally higher than those of other government departments. Media reports even reveal that a significant number of senior police officers earn more than ministerial-level officials in the Dutch government. Lower-level police officers also earn more than ordinary civil servants.
In addition, their work is easy: in Amsterdam, except for some key areas, most police stations are closed at night, and the workload during the day is not heavy to avoid overwork of the police.
Does this mean that the Netherlands has good security?
That's not true. Every year, Dutch police shelve over 20,000 cases. The Dutch police union categorizes crimes, prioritizing high-level cases while leaving the rest to be dealt with later. Essentially, only serious crimes are investigated.
It's basically a good job here, you can get paid and there's not much work to do...
Of course, they also pay a price: constant criticism. Public satisfaction with the police here consistently falls below 10%, and even the smallest police action sparks intense public discontent. Putting aside the question of who was right and who was wrong in the interview room just now, the mere fact that "ordinary citizens stormed into the police interview room and attacked someone" is enough to make them suffer!
They all imagined how the public would protest against lax police management: if such things could happen in the city police station, let alone in the homes of ordinary people.
Someone will definitely be blamed at that time - "temporary workers" are a common way of dealing with conflicts around the world.
How to solve this problem?
The police officers glanced at each other and instantly came up with a solution: if the sky fell, someone higher up would help. They had to wait for Chief Bao Wu to come and handle the problem.
Just as someone was about to run out to look for someone, the reception room was pushed open again and another group of people walked in.
"What on earth is going on here?" The one walking in front was a large man over two meters tall, with gray hair, and about fifty years old. Xiao Peng, who was following behind him, was helpless when he saw it: It's William!
No wonder he made me wait here for so long, it turned out he was waiting for William to come.
Calculating the time, it’s enough for William to rush over from The Hague!
A police officer who came in said, "Chief Bao, the situation is this: these criminal suspects' family members came here and attacked Mr. Xiao, but he knocked them all down."
Only then did Xiao Peng realize that this two-meter-tall man was actually the police chief of Amsterdam!
The height of the Dutch should not be underestimated!
"You idiots!" Chief Bao Wu's eyes widened. "Why did you just get in? What if these people hurt Mr. Xiao? Take them all away and lock them up! How lawless! This is a provocation to the dignity of the police station!"
The police officers immediately understood what Bao Wu meant. One officer hurriedly said, "Chief Bao Wu, we got in very quickly! It took less than a minute from the time we discovered the situation to the time we entered, and yet, all of these people were taken down by Mr. Xiao."
"Hiss." Bao Wu took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Peng. "Mr. Xiao, we didn't believe you when you posted the video in the UK claiming to be the best fighter in the world. Now we have to believe it! Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Frank Bao Wu, the chief of the Amsterdam Police Department. You can just call me Bao Wu - don't just stand there! Take these idiots away! Lock them up for a few days to let them calm down! Your children killed someone! And they killed and dismembered the body! You still have the nerve to come here and make trouble? No wonder your children would do such a cruel thing! With parents like you, it's strange that they wouldn't be bad! 'Spoiling a child is like killing a child,' do you understand?"
Xiao Peng was so shocked that he couldn't speak!
Frank Bowman switched between two languages in this paragraph. He was proficient in Chinese! He spoke Mandarin more fluently than me!
Is this a fake foreigner?
Frank Bowman watched his men escort the man away and said with a smile, "Mr. Xiao, do you think my Chinese is quite fluent?"
Xiao Peng nodded.
Frank Bowman explained, "My two daughters and one son are studying and working in your country, and I have been there many times myself to learn about your advanced experience in drug prevention and rehabilitation. It is a magical country, and the future of the world lies in Daxia."
William on the side said: "Xiao, you don't know this, right? Frank is involved in many foreign affairs activities of our country and your country."
It is said that "flattery never wears out", and seeing Frank, who speaks fluent Chinese, Xiao Peng instantly felt more favorable towards him.
"Officer, can we talk to Mr. Xiao alone?" William said this to Chris.
Chris was dumbfounded. If he didn't believe that the Eikenhorst Villa was in Xiao Peng's hands at first, he couldn't help but believe it now: even the king is here!
"Oh, okay, Mr. Xiao, then I'll go back to Zandvoort!" Chris said goodbye to Xiao Peng.
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Don't forget our agreement! The day after tomorrow!"
Chris was stunned: "Mr. Xiao, are you telling the truth?"
Xiao Peng's face was filled with black lines: "Why would I tease you?"
Chris said excitedly, "I'll go back and tell Zack right now! He'll be so excited! Mr. Xiao, I'm leaving now!"
Xiao Peng smiled and waved goodbye.
William asked curiously: "Xiao, what did you agree on?"
"Oh, nothing, I just invited his son to a party."
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