"Yo, Brother Tiger speaks Chinese well!" Ah Cheng smiled flatteringly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where's the money?" The tall man who was called Brother Tiger by Ah Cheng laughed hehehe, and his face suddenly became serious.

Ah Cheng also smiled: "Look at you, I'm in a hurry." With that, he put the iron box on the table and opened it, and a box of 100 dollars was worth 100 dollars.

The hand of one of the subordinates beside the tiger reached over to touch it, but Ah Cheng's movements were very fast, and he covered the iron box and said, "Where are the goods?" ”

The tiger did not speak, shook his head, and motioned for the workshop workers to bring the goods over.

After a while, a workshop worker came over with an iron box and placed it next to Ah Cheng's box. Then, Ah Cheng pushed the money over, and the workshop worker looked at the tiger and pushed the iron box over.

Ah Cheng took out a small packet of white powder from the iron box, picked a little bit with his fingertips, put it to his lips and licked it, showed a smile, and stuffed the small packet of white powder back into the box.

Ah Cheng lifted the box, glanced at the white wolf, and walked out.

The Thais who were looking at the banknotes stood up, looked at Ah Cheng's figure, and muttered something to the tiger.

Suddenly, the corners of the tiger's mouth pulled down, staring at Ah Cheng's back, and shouted, "Stop." The pistol was drawn from his waist and aimed at Ah Cheng's head. Then the door of the wall closed, and the guns of several of his men were pointed at the three of them.

Ah Cheng turned his head with the corners of his mouth raised and said, "Isn't the money enough?" ”

"Are you kidding me?" Brother Tiger tilted his head sideways and asked rhetorically.

"No one dares to play Brother Tiger!" Ah Cheng turned around with a grin, glanced at the white wolf, and shouted, "Feng Jing." ”

Feng Jing came back to his senses from the box that Ah Cheng was carrying, and looked at the tiger and his brothers behind Ah Cheng.

"If you take some counterfeit money, you will exchange it for my goods, and keep the goods." As soon as the tiger finished shouting, he pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew out of the muzzle.

Feng Jing's eyelids rolled upward, and a dodge came to Ah Cheng, opened his palm, tilted his head and looked at the tiger and the others, and fell the bullet to the ground.

"What if you don't stay?" Ah Cheng tilted his head sideways behind Feng Jing and said disdainfully.

The tiger looked surprised and muttered impossible. Then the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Feng Jing and the trigger was pulled. At this time, the tiger's subordinates did not hesitate, and continuously pulled the trigger, and dozens of bullets ran out of the muzzle and shot towards Feng Jing and the three of them.

The white wolf and Ah Cheng trusted Feng Jing very much, and they didn't dodge or hide, looking at Feng Jing.

The corners of Feng Jing's mouth twitched back, his eyebrows frowned, there was an extra layer of air film in front of him, and the bullet that came from him fell into the air film, and his speed decreased suddenly, and finally stopped in the air film and took off.

The workers heard the gunshots, like rats in the stairs, and fled in all directions, and the workshop ping-pong sounded, accompanied by screams, as if it was a war and they were refugees.

The tiger and his men looked at the bullets in the air, stopped pulling the trigger, looked at each other in surprise. A timid Thai man screamed, dropped his pistol, and fled like a worker.

"White wolf." Ah Cheng looked at the box in the white wolf's hand and shouted.

The white wolf did not speak, crouched down, the box was placed on the ground, opened, and four time bombs were placed inside. The white wolf's hands and feet were dexterous, and he operated quickly on the instrument, and after a while, all four bombs were timed to explode after ten seconds. Close the box, get up, and throw the box towards the tiger.

"Are you crazy? You can't get out for ten seconds. The tiger looked at his fleeing men and asked the question of whether he would die or die.

"We're not crazy, you're going to be crazy." Ah Cheng raised the corners of his lips, "Feng Jing, let's get out of here." ”

Feng Jing's face was a little reluctant, he glanced at the iron box at the tiger's feet, and came to Ah Cheng and the white wolf in a flash, frowned, and disappeared in the workshop with Ah Cheng and the white wolf.

“oh，my god。” The tiger's eyes glared at the boss and shouted helplessly. Immediately after that, a burst of fire burst out, and the wall door shot out......

Feng Jing's hands were on Ah Cheng and the white wolf respectively, and flashed out from the side of the car. At this moment, the truck parked not far away moved and drove towards them.

Ah Cheng threw the iron box into the uncovered truck compartment with one side and a flick of his waist. There was nothing unusual about the truck, not even the sound of the iron box colliding with the carriage, and it continued to drive forward, as if it were a garbage truck, and the box was a garbage.

The building leaned slightly to the side, and the people on the upper floor fled as if fleeing the earthquake disaster, and I don't know how many people would be trampled to death by that narrow and dark staircase.

Feng Jing's eyes turned from the private building to the truck: "The man named Tiger is a mad dragon?" "Tiger looks like he's only in his thirties, not like a father with a son in his twenties.

"It's not." Ah Cheng's gaze shifted from the truck to the car, then opened the door and got into the car, completely ignoring the people fleeing from the building.

Feng Jing hesitated for a moment and asked, "What was in that box just now, drugs?" Feng Jing opened the car door, got in, and looked straight at Ah Cheng in the front row.

"It's drugs." Ah Cheng drove the car, turning the front of the car until the car walked straight, Ah Cheng continued, "Only in this way can we find the dragon, you did a good job." ”

Feng Jing ignored Ah Cheng's words, turned his head through the car window, and looked at the slightly slanted private building, he felt a lot of uneasiness in his heart. He didn't know how many people had died, but he knew that he had killed them indirectly.

He didn't see the body, but he saw death, and life was so fragile, as fragile as an ant.

The white wolf turned his head, glanced at Feng Jing, and couldn't help but grin at Ah Cheng.

The car drove back to the Peninsula Hotel in Bangkok, Feng Jing followed Ah Cheng and the white wolf to get out of the car, and the car was driven away by the hotel staff. Ah Cheng walked forward, patted Feng Jing, who was silently looking at the car, and then entered the hotel with the white wolf, as if there was nothing, talking and laughing.

That night, Feng Jing did not stay in the hotel, walked along the avenue, tired of walking, came to the path and sat on the edge of the flower garden and fell asleep, like a homeless wanderer. Is he homesick? No, he has no home to think about, he just thinks about whether he should come to Bangkok to remove the so-called "danger" for Xu Aiyi.

The next day, the sun was dishonest, and the reflection of the light disturbed his dreams. In the dream, he walked on a road with no end...... Is that a sweet dream?

Feng Jing recalled the dream that could no longer be familiar, and walked back to the hotel step by step. A hundred meters away from the hotel, the white wolf ran over and asked him where he had been last night. Feng Jing replied and walked outside, ignored the white wolf, and walked back slowly.

The white wolf frowned, his fists clenched, and he looked angry. But after a while, his anger subsided, as if he understood that there was nothing he could do about the person in front of him.

Ah Cheng's Toyota sedan drove up to Feng Jing, pushed open the co-pilot's door, and shouted to Feng Jing: "Get in the car, there is intelligence." ”

Feng Jing didn't get in through the car door that Ah Cheng opened, turned around and opened the back door and got in. The white wolf grinned treacherously at Ah Cheng and sat in the co-pilot.

Ah Cheng was expressionless, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away. Unlike last night, a Toyota van came up at an intersection. Feng Jing glanced back at the business car, and there were seven or eight strong men in jackets sitting inside, looking very powerful.

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