Chapter 881: Chapter 881

Davis slumped in weakness after hearing Ding Fan's words.

You have to understand that he was sent by the Fass Nation, and to restrain him, his wife and children were all detained there. If they found out about him revealing secrets, it wasn't just about other matters— the Fass Nation would certainly not spare his family.

"What on earth did you do to me..." Davis looked at Ding Fan across from him, puzzled.

You should know, Davis had undergone the hellish, demon-like training of the Fass Nation. He was an elite among secret agents; ordinary interrogation tactics were useless against him.

Yet Ding Fan merely pressed his hand on his body, and he spilled everything he knew.

Could it be that Ding Fan possessed methods even more formidable than the world's most advanced interrogation equipment?

At this moment, Ding Fan didn't pay any attention to Davis's words. He straightforwardly said to Huang Can, "Take him away."

Huang Can nodded and immediately arranged for people to take Davis away.

Now Davis no longer possessed the toughness he had upon arrival. At this point, his limp body and the look in his eyes conveyed his deep despair for life.

"General, we now have complete control over Davis's territory. What should we do next?"

"Arrange for all prisoners of war to eradicate the opium crops and plant wheat instead," Ding Fan ordered.

After receiving his orders, Huang Can immediately went to carry them out.

Davis's territory was not small; after being occupied overnight, it was subsequently taken over.

These matters weren't what Ding Fan was interested in managing. What he cared most about now was purchasing some heavy weaponry.

In the battle against Davis, due to a lack of heavy weapons, Ding Fan's troops had suffered considerable losses. With heavy weapons, these issues could be well resolved.

And it was impossible for Huaxia Country to help Ding Fan with these weapons. Light weapon support was indisputable, but if it involved supporting tanks and warships, even Huaxia Country couldn't withstand the international pressure.

Afterward, Ding Fan consulted with Huang Can about this issue, and Huang Can actually pointed out a way for him—the arms dealers in the Middle East.

There were many local armed groups in the Middle East, and conflicts there were some of the most concentrated in the world. Thus, some large consortia, even some countries, made covert contacts with these armed groups to sell them weapons.

Huang Can once had a buddy who had been a mercenary and had contact with these arms dealers while in the Middle East.

Ding Fan, upon hearing this, immediately asked Huang Can to help arrange it.

After the battle with Davis yesterday, Ding Fan had made up his mind to completely unify Mali Island.

If he wanted development, it was imperative that the island present an image of peace and stability. The current situation with many Tusi vying for power made this impossible.

So, the decision was to unify.

Although Ding Fan's troops, having been reorganized under Huang Can, had become extremely powerful, without heavy weapons, this armed force at most could only ensure self-preservation. They certainly couldn't achieve what Ding Fan envisioned.

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In fact, this friend had always been in the military.

His friend was named Sun Chao. After being a mercenary in the Middle East for several years, hearing that Huang Can was doing well in Mali, he came over to join him, and Huang Can had introduced him to Ding Fan before.

Ding Fan met this person in the city hall.

Sun Chao was around 26 or 27 years old, somewhat skinny, but through his sharp-eyed gaze, one could tell that although he was not a Martial Artist, he might have practiced some form of Qigong.

"General." Upon reaching Ding Fan, Sun Chao gave a very proper military salute.

Ding Fan nodded, then got straight to the point. "You know arms dealers in the Middle East?"

Sun Chao nodded. "When I was in the Middle East, I did save a man named Smith. He is an arms dealer."

"Can he get anything? Like tanks?" Ding Fan asked.

"No problem. To my knowledge, that Smith is the manager for a security company from The Stars and Stripes Country. He's got a large number of mercenaries in his hands, getting a few tanks shouldn't be a problem," Sun Chao said.

Ding Fan's eyes lit up. This was exactly what he was lacking. "Come with me to the Middle East."

"General? Are you going personally?" Sun Chao asked, a bit taken aback.

"Is there a problem?" Ding Fan asked, perplexed by Sun Chao's reaction.

"General, you might not be very familiar with the Middle East. It's very chaotic there. At any moment, a shell could land right beside you, and it's complicated. Not only are there numerous local armed forces there, but also a large number of The Stars and Stripes Country's troops. It's a lot more dangerous than Mali Island," Sun Chao explained.

"It doesn't matter," Ding Fan dismissed the concern with a shake of his head. "The shells and bullets that could kill me haven't been made yet."

Ding Fan was now a Cultivator in the Middle Stage of Golden Core. If he were to be killed by a few shells and stray bullets, then he wouldn't be called Ding Fan.

Seeing Ding Fan had made up his mind, Sun Chao had no choice but to stop persuading.

Ding Fan then decided they would set off directly the next morning. After receiving the orders, Sun Chao went down to prepare immediately.

Ding Fan took this opportunity to call over Huang Can, Zhou Ruoran, and Fang Ruohan.

Now these three were the main people in charge of his territory. Ding Fan was leaving for the Middle East and naturally needed to make arrangements for them.

Ding Fan briefly organized the affairs for after his departure and specifically instructed Huang Can that if Fass Nation dared to seek revenge, he must contact him immediately.

Fass Nation, after all, was an old and powerful European nation, so Ding Fan couldn't help but repeatedly remind them to be cautious.

At this point, Ding Fan slipped his mobile phone into his coat pocket, no longer having to worry about missing any calls...

A night passed without incident, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day. Ding Fan and Sun Chao arrived at the seaside early in the morning, where Huang Can had already prepared a speedboat for them.

Last night, Ding Fan had already planned the route: after leaving Mali Island, they would head directly to Vietnam and then from there directly to the Middle East.

Everything went smoothly along the way, without any issues, until Ding Fan and his companions' speedboat was about to stop at the Vietnamese Coast, only to be caught red-handed by a Vietnamese coastguard ship.

However, it was a close call but no danger—after Ding Fan took out ten thousand US dollars, the Vietnamese military directly let them go.

Afterwards, through the connection provided by Red Spider, Ding Fan found a snakehead in Vietnam.

The so-called snakehead referred to those responsible for smuggling people across borders. Through this snakehead, Ding Fan and Sun Chao, without much effort, boarded a cargo ship directly heading to Vietnam.

After drifting at sea for three days on the cargo ship, they finally arrived safely at a city in the Middle East called Is.

The city was not small, probably about the size of a Huaxia Country's city. Thanks to its proximity to the sea, the environment there was still quite decent. However, due to the constant state of war here, ruins and rubble were everywhere, and burnt houses could even be seen from time to time.

Most of the inhabitants here were Arab People, thus Ding Fan and Sun Chao's attire was quite conspicuous. Fortunately, Sun Chao had good connections here, and he led Ding Fan directly to a hotel with Arabic writing on its sign.

This hotel was not big and was located on the edge of the city, so it seemed to have very little business.

The owner of the hotel was from Huaxia, and Sun Chao was acquainted with him.

The owner was a man in his early thirties with fierce eyes and a scar on his face.

"This is Ah Hua from the Northeast Gang of Is city. Most people making a living in the Middle East have received help from the Northeast Gang to some extent," Sun Chao finished introducing the owner, then introduced Ding Fan to him. "Ah Hua, this man is my big brother, Ding Fan."

The one called Ah Hua didn't pay much attention to Ding Fan initially, but upon hearing Sun Chao refer to Ding Fan as his big brother, he couldn't help but take a second look.

It was known that Sun Chao was a formidable soldier, and there weren't many who could be called his big brother.

"Hello." Ah Hua reached out his hand.

Thereupon, Ding Fan and Ah Hua shook hands.

"Ah Hua is a good friend of mine. I've been in so many dangerous situations in the Middle East where I almost died, and each time Ah Hua saved my life," Sun Chao shared.

"Sun Chao, why have you and your big brother come here at this time? This is precisely when Is city is in chaos," said Ah Hua.

"What happened?" Sun Chao asked.

"Recently a group of Rakshasa Country people have arrived, and since their arrival, they've been quite forceful. The people from the Elders' Hall in Is city have been done in by the Rakshasa people, and now the Rakshasa are making their mark here."

"These damn Russians, always in the middle of every ruckus," Sun Chao cursed casually.

"Anyway, whatever you two are here for, it's best you don't go out on the street for the next couple of days. There is no way the people from the Elders' Hall and those from Rakshasa Country will let this go. A fierce battle is inevitable," Ah Hua said.

"Got it. First, find two rooms for my big brother and me. We'll settle in for now," Sun Chao said.

At that moment, Ah Hua took out a notebook and began to look for room numbers.

And just at that time, a middle-aged woman rushed in from outside in a panic. "I'm from Huaxia Country, please, I beg you. Save my daughter..."

Once she entered, the woman immediately knelt on the ground and started kowtowing non-stop.

Ah Hua quickly put down his notebook and helped the woman to her feet. "We're all Huaxia people; we must help each other in times of trouble. What happened to your daughter?"

The woman spoke through her tears. "I was walking outside with my daughter when two foreigners suddenly rushed over. They knocked me over and then dragged my daughter to the street over there. Please, go save my daughter quickly, it'll be too late soon."

"Damn it..." Ah Hua cursed fiercely as he brandished a machete from under the counter.

"I'll go with you," said Sun Chao, who was standing aside.

Ah Hua nodded; he knew what Sun Chao was capable of, and at critical moments, he could be of help.

Seeing Ah Hua's display of gallantry stirred up Ding Fan's goodwill.

Back home, so many cases of robbery occurred, and bystanders ignored them, yet in this chaotic world, Ah Hua dared to stand up for what was right. Considering such valor, it was indeed rare!