Chapter 879: Chapter 879

Zhou Ruoran gave Ding Fan some constructive suggestions, such as implementing a household registration system. This would allow for more effective management of the situation within the jurisdiction.

Ding Fan was not very familiar with these matters. Hence, he simply entrusted Zhou Ruoran with these responsibilities.

However, the current troublesome issue was that even though police stations were established within Ding Fan's territory, there was a shortage of manpower. As a result, soldiers from the military were managing the police work, including the household registration tasks, which proved to be somewhat difficult.

Ultimately, Ding Fan decided to allocate a platoon from the troops stationed at various locations specifically for the implementation of the household registration system. He also ordered increased patrols in all areas to minimize the chances of criminal incidents.

After Zhou Ruoran proposed this idea, she presented another suggestion to Ding Fan.

That was the attraction of talent.

The development and growth of a region are significantly linked to talent. Without effectively attracting a significant number of talented individuals, substantial development would be difficult.

As for the methods of attracting talent, Ding Fan had some thoughts.

Ding Fan's production of the Steady Heart Pill Ultimate Edition had already established a firm footing in the world. He only needed to publicly invite talents to Mali Island for the sale of the Steady Heart Pill Ultimate Edition.

Then, by implementing some policies to entice special talents, such as giving out pills as gifts, attracting talent should not pose much difficulty.

The only current impediment to this plan, as Ding Fan felt, was that on Mali Island, various Tusi lords were ruling their separate areas. Although Ding Fan's territory had already become stable, other Tusi areas continued to cultivate opium and traffic people, directly affecting Ding Fan.

After all, Ding Fan only occupied less than one-fifth of Mali Island's territory. Viewed as a whole, Mali Island was still quite chaotic.

However, even though Ding Fan currently had no way to attract external talent, he could first draw over the capable individuals he could mobilize from his surroundings.

The first one he could bring over was Red Spider.

Red Spider has always been a hidden force at Ding Fan's disposal, with its members taking the lead in many situations to resolve issues for Ding Fan.

If he could transfer all members of Red Spider here, then at least the armed forces would see a significant enhancement.

Besides Red Spider, Sun Qi could also be transferred over.

Sun Qi was an Alchemy Master, and Ding Fan could share the refinement method for the Steady Heart Pill Ultimate Edition with Sun Qi. This way, more pills could be produced in preparation for future talent attraction efforts.

Regarding the Dahua Group.

Ding Fan felt that the timing was not yet right. If it became appropriate, establishing Dahua Company's headquarters on Mali Island would not be impossible. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁

While Ding Fan and Zhou Ruoran were discussing the future development of Mali Island, Huang Can rushed in from outside.

"General Ding, the command post has just received a report. On a small town connecting to Davis's territory, Davis has sent armed forces again to plunder the local citizens. One of our platoons has just engaged with the enemy and has been surrounded by them."

Wasn't Henry here to support Davis? Having just killed Henry, it seemed Davis had not yet received this news, likely thinking that with the backing of Fass Nation, he dared to be so presumptuous again.

"How many troops can we mobilize?" asked Ding Fan.

"Apart from the forces required to be stationed in each area, we should have a battalion's worth of soldiers, which is over three hundred men," Huang Can honestly replied.

"Take this battalion of soldiers and set out immediately to attack Davis's forces."

Huang Can then asked, "What is the objective of this battle? To drive the enemy's armed forces out of our territory?"

"Annihilate them completely!" Ding Fan said indifferently.

They had already attacked his home. There was no need to be courteous with them at this point. Since they dared to invade, they should be thoroughly exterminated.

Huang Can nodded. "I will make the arrangements immediately."

Ding Fan stood up at this moment, his eyes looking out the window.

As the saying goes, the tree may desire calm, but the wind will not cease. A prominent tree attracts the wind, and since one cannot avoid it, the only option is to strike decisively.

It's time to teach those ignorant of death a lesson...

The small town connecting to Davis's territory.

Gunfire here was incessant. The battle had been raging for an entire afternoon already.

On Davis's side, a burly man from Fass Nation was in charge of commanding the armed forces. This man, named John, had previously served in the Fass Nation Marine Corps. After retiring, he was hired for a considerable sum by another country to help Davis establish his territory on Mali Island.

At the moment, Davis stood within a house that had already been cleared of its inhabitants. This place was his temporary command post.

"General, the members of the Chinese Gang are tough opponents; we've already lost quite a few men, yet we're unable to annihilate them," said a burly black man carrying a Gatling gun as he walked in.

The Chinese Gang was the name other Tusi lords on Mali Island used to refer to Ding Fan and his followers.

John glanced at the black man. "Judging from the gunfire, the Chinese Gang has at most only a few dozen people, while we deployed over three hundred. You're telling me you can't take them down?" John's face darkened as a hint of chill passed through his eyes.

The black man, seeing John's reaction, dared not say anything further.

After pondering for a moment, John said, "Order our men to capture more of the townspeople and drive these civilians to the front lines, with our forces following behind."

The black man's eyes lit up upon hearing John's words. "The General's plan is indeed brilliant; I will see to it immediately."

With that, the black man hoisted the Gatling gun and left.

As John watched the night begin to fall, he calmly lit a cigarette, thinking it wouldn't be long before they took control of the town.

Just at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from beside John.

Startled, John turned his head to look.

At this time, one of his soldiers had been thrown to the ground. The man's face was full of terror as he hurriedly got up from the ground. Then, trembling with fear, he stood in a corner.

"Is it him that you mentioned?" Ding Fan said to the soldier.

"Y-yes, he is our commander," the soldier stammered in Chinese.

"Are you a Huaxia person?" Seeing Ding Fan and the soldier speaking in the Huaxia language, John finally spoke up.

The commonly spoken language in Mali was Huaxia. Having stayed here for some time, John could speak a bit of Huaxia as well.

"Come with me," Ding Fan said, walking towards John as if no one else were present.

John, however, appeared very cautious. After all, he was once a member of Fass Nation's Marine Corps with an extremely high level of alertness. Yet, when Ding Fan appeared behind him, he hadn't noticed at all. If it weren't for the soldier being thrown to the ground, he wouldn't have known that someone had approached from behind.

Just as Ding Fan reached him, John suddenly lashed out with a kick.

John had learned some simple and practical martial arts in the Marine Corps. At this distance, he was confident that he could knock Ding Fan over with a kick, then grab his gun to shoot Ding Fan.

However, the script did not play out as John had anticipated. Before John's kick could reach Ding Fan, Ding Fan had already kicked out.

Ding Fan's kick was swift to strike, aiming directly at John's kneecap.

Immediately, the sound of bones breaking was heard, and John felt a sharp pain shooting straight from his leg bone.

"Ah..." John screamed pitifully and fell straight to the ground.

Right then, a series of footsteps came from outside the door.

Obviously, the people outside had heard the commotion inside and rushed over.

"Shoot him! Kill him!" John, clutching his leg and enduring excruciating pain, shouted loudly towards the door.

Following John's outcry, four armed personnel wielding submachine guns charged in through the door.

But before the armed personnel could properly aim at Ding Fan, Ding Fan had already launched a Wind Blade.

The Wind Blade, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, split the bodies of the several people who rushed in into halves. Their internal organs and blood spilled everywhere, leaving no chance of survival.

John, slumped on the ground, saw this with eyes wide open, truly unaware of how Ding Fan had managed to slay these soldiers.

Ding Fan then walked straight over to John.

"You… don't come over," John said, panicking for the first time.

Having served in the Marine Corps and been in Mali for so many years, John had long become a composed and cold-blooded killer.

John had not felt fear for many years, and now this feeling made him feel ice-cold all over...

John tried to back away, but how could he move as fast as Ding Fan walked? As if suddenly remembering something, he went for the pistol at his waist.

A Wind Blade from Ding Fan flew out, and the right arm that John was about to use to draw his gun was cut off by Ding Fan.

"If you don't want to die, don't make any sudden moves," Ding Fan said in an indifferent tone.

"I…I won't move, please don't kill me..." John obediently raised his hands.

Ding Fan walked straight over, grabbing John's neck with one hand. The burly John was picked up by Ding Fan as easily as if he was a small chicken.

Without wasting any time, Ding Fan carried John and left the building...

Huang Can, leading a company of soldiers, arrived quickly at the outskirts of the town.

After sending out scouts to check the situation inside, Huang Can led the troops in pushing back Davis's armed forces and successfully joined up with a platoon that had been surrounded.

The platoon of thirty-six people, after being fiercely attacked all afternoon, now had only twenty left.

Although sixteen were lost, they also inflicted heavy damage on Davis's armed forces. A conservative estimate put the death toll at nearly a hundred of Davis's troops that afternoon.

This was also thanks to the elite and strong troops Ding Fan had brought back last time, otherwise, this platoon would not have been able to exhibit such fighting power.

Each squad was equipped with small mortars, which made Ding Fan's troops extremely formidable.

Huang Can then ordered the remaining twenty soldiers to retreat from the battle, handing over the situation to the troops he led.

The replacement was completed quickly, and just as it finished, the sentries in front reported a situation again.

"Deputy commander, there's a situation ahead."

Huang Can hastily picked up the night vision goggles and looked.

After seeing the situation on the other side, Huang Can's brows furrowed tightly. "These animals..."