Wang Bo and the big man were exchanging blows in the air, and Charlie finally appeared belatedly.
Seeing four people lying in a mess in the room and a strong man more than two meters tall yelling, Charlie decisively took out his pistol and shouted a few words in Maori. The strong man squatted down even more decisively, holding his head in his hands and facing The wall is like facing the wall and thinking about it.
Charlie called the police, and soon the police arrived. The four lying on the ground were sent to the hospital first, and then Wang Bo and the remaining big men were taken to the small town police station to take notes.
Omarama is a small town, and the police station is also very small. It is just a red brick bungalow. If it hadn't been for the New Zealand police badge on it and the police car parked outside, Wang Bo would never have imagined that this building like a private house was the law enforcement center of the small town.
In front of the police station is a piece of green grass. Perhaps because they had just finished lunch, several police officers were sitting on the grass drinking soda and chatting.
Entering the police station, except for more people wearing police uniforms and more police badges and national flags, the room no longer smells like a police station, just like an ordinary office.
Charlie had to be questioned even though he was holding a gun, but when a policeman came to question him, he took out an ID and shook it. Then the policeman left, and a middle-aged police officer came out of an independent office and took him away.
In this way, Wang Bo became a little curious about Charlie's identity. He didn't believe that ordinary Ministry of Foreign Affairs employees could carry guns wantonly in a small town.
When the middle-aged police officer picked up Charlie, he told the surrounding police officers that Wang Bo's case should be dealt with coldly first, so that no police officers would care about them. The two of them were not handcuffed, and they just sat on opposite ends of the sofa.
A female police officer came over and gave her a glass of ice water. Just as she was about to leave, the two-meter-tall Maori man stood up and whispered to her in a low voice.
Wang Bo couldn't understand Maori, but he felt that the big Chinese tone was frightening and aggrieved, not at all sorry for his domineering figure and ferocious appearance.
The female police officer obviously knew the Maori man. She smiled after hearing the man's words, then patted his shoulder and took him away. Wang Bo quickly stood up and asked: "Madam, what should I do?"
The female police officer turned back and said: "SIR, our chief will come to entertain you."
The big Maori man's eyes widened in surprise after hearing what the policewoman said. Wang Bo looked at him strangely. The big man shivered, then put his big head back into his shoulders and quietly left with the policewoman.
More than ten minutes later, Charlie came out. He smiled and comforted Wang Bo and said, "Don't worry, it's none of your business this time. It's the guys from the loan shark companies who are going to suffer."
Wang Bo asked strangely: "What do you mean?"
"They attacked the police." Charlie said, "Have you forgotten, you are the mayor of the town, because you are the only staff member in Sunset Town now, so you wear many hats, you are also the sheriff, you can also say that you Or the police.”
Soon, the small town police chief appeared, carrying a bag. Charlie introduced him: "This is Chief Smith-Vitch, the chief of the Omarama Local Police Department."
Chief Smith did not have the dignity of a policeman at all. He shook hands with Wang Bo with a smile, handed him the bag in his left hand and said: "Officer Wang, your uniform, police number, police rank and gun have not been sent to us yet, so I will send them to you first. You will be equipped with pepper spray and batons, and I will notify you to come in for induction when the weapons and equipment are delivered."
Wang Bo took the bag and opened it. Inside was a swing stick and a black bottle. The latter should be pepper spray.
Charlie shook hands with Sheriff Smith and then took Wang Bo away.
Lao Wang asked in surprise: "Don't you need to take notes?"
Charlie said: "Of course, those guys are guilty of assaulting the police. You don't need to make a record. This matter has nothing to do with you."
"So good?" Lao Wang chuckled, but then he realized something was wrong, "Why did those people attack me?"
Charlie sniffed and said slowly: "Old Wang, you know me. I fell in love with you at first sight, as if we were separated brothers..."
"Xue Te, if you have anything to say, just tell me!" Wang Bo felt that something was wrong. Every time Charlie mentioned that they hit it off at first sight, there must be something wrong.
Sure enough, Charlie said: "Actually, those five Maoris belonged to a loan shark company in Omarama. Sir Roberts borrowed some money from them before his death. They came to you this time to ask for money from you."
Lao Wang's expression changed: "Man, are you kidding me? The money owed by Jazz will also be charged to me?"
"This is the inheritance of inheritance. Yes, his bad debts will also be charged to you, as long as these bad debts are protected by law." Charlie said sheepishly.
Wang Bo shouted: "But that is usury! Usury is also protected by law?!"
Charlie pulled him and whispered: "Keep it down, let me tell you good news. When the loan shark company knew that Jazz was dead, they waived the interest. You only need to pay them the principal. So, now this is not It’s a loan shark, and you do have to pay it back.”
"Your mother exploded, how much is the principal?" Wang Bo asked.
"Not much, around 400,000."
"RMB?" Lao Wang asked with a fluke hope.
"That, New Zealand dollars." Charlie looked into the distance.
Wang Bo: "You cheated me?!"
"I told you in advance, Sir also left you hundreds of thousands in bad debts, just the day he went to your territory." Charlie cried out.
Wang Bo: “…”
He thought that the bad debt was because someone owed Jazz hundreds of thousands, but who knew it was Jazz who owed him hundreds of thousands!
In the evening, the two of them were preparing to eat. Charlie felt guilty and said that he would invite Wang Bo to eat whatever he wanted.
Wang Bo was embarrassed and said: "No, man, I'd rather invite you. You've helped me so much."
Charlie waved his hand and said: "You're welcome, Wang, you'd better save your money to help Jazz repay the loan."
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Wang Bo didn't feel comfortable for a minute this afternoon. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that he was carrying a debt of 16.7 million yuan.
After they went downstairs, they were greeted by a Maori with braided hair and a middle-aged white man. Both of them are in their forties, the Maori is wearing flashy hip-hop clothes, and the middle-aged white man is wearing a suit and leather shoes and carrying a handbag, which looks a bit like lawyer Mueller.
Seeing the two of them, the middle-aged white man showed a polite smile on his face and said hello: "Hello, gentlemen, this gentleman, you should be the bastard who inherited Sir Roberts' territory, right?"
Charlie burst into laughter immediately, Wang Bo's face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wang Bo, not a bastard!"
Seeing that he seemed to be angry, the Maori quickly took two steps back and then said: "Don't do it, man, we are ￥#... *%￥#@."
After a few days of intensive supplementation, coupled with Wang Bo's already good English foundation and the improvement of his brain's learning ability due to territoriality, his English speaking proficiency has greatly improved compared to before, and communicating with Charlie in English is no longer a problem. .
But after communicating with this Maori, Lao Wang became skeptical about his English level again. He couldn't understand him at all!
Fortunately, there was a human translator named Charlie. He said: "These two people are in the same group as the people in the afternoon. They belong to a company called Moi Nosebleed International Financial Co., Ltd. Their boss is called Kakapa. They invited us to be guests for discussion." It’s about money.”
This matter really needed to be discussed. Wang Bo had nothing to worry about as he was accompanied by Charlie, and he happily got into the car with the two of them.
The Ford sedan drove wildly on the road, drove into a slum-like urban area, and stopped in front of a food stall.
There were a bunch of shirtless Maori men standing at the entrance of the food stall. There was a table outside. On the north side of the table sat a strong man with tattoos on his face, and on the south side was a chair.
As soon as Wang Bo and Charlie got out of the car, the eyes of the big Maori men immediately stared at them.