Southeast Asia is a national alliance, including 11 countries such as country T, Lao W, and J Puzhai, and Timor-Leste is also one of them.

Timor-Leste is an ethnically complex country with a population of 1.015 million (Asian Development Bank, 2007). Of these, 78 per cent are indigenous (Papuans mixed with Malays or Polynesians), 20 per cent are Indonesians and 2 per cent are Chinese.

TETUM AND PORTUGUESE ARE THE OFFICIAL LANGUAGES, INDONESIA AND ENGLISH ARE THE WORKING LANGUAGES, AND TETUM IS THE LINGUA FRANCA AND THE MAIN NATIONAL LANGUAGE.

The beliefs of the population are also very diverse, with about 91.4% of the population practicing Roman Catholicism, 2.6% Protestant, 1.7% Islam, 0.3% Hinduism and 0.1% Buddhism.

These natives were dark-skinned, with the same African complexion, and wore coarse drastic skirts and chicken feathers on their heads, which was a bit of an Indian. It was a dilapidated old house, built by the sea, with many cigarette butts and bottles and some household garbage discarded at the door, and the sound of heavy snoring of men could be heard in the house.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly kicked open, the sound of the impact went back and forth, the dust on the roof beams was shaken off, and the air suddenly became turbid.

The man in the house woke up suddenly, and immediately jumped up from the bed, this is a thin Chinese man, his facial features are not very deep, his skin is sallow, his hair is fluffy, and his face is full of dirt, and at this moment he looks at the door of the house with a panicked face.

At the door of the house, a tall figure could be seen against the dim sunlight.

The visitor said straight to the point: "Have you ever seen this woman?" ”

He was holding a photograph in his hand.

"Before I answer your question, I want you to compensate the door of my house!" The thin, sallow Chinese sat up straight, didn't even look at the photo, leaned against the wall, grabbed the bottle at the head of the bed and poured it up.

In this East Timor-Leste, where the 369 ethnic group is distributed, the Chinese are an extremely vulnerable group, most of them live at the bottom of society, and survive by relying on cheating, abduction, and stealing in the contemptuous eyes of others.

But because of this, they were treacherous and cunning, observing words and feelings, and after understanding the meaning of the person in front of them, the thin Chinese people stabilized their minds, it turned out that they were asking for themselves, and when he thought of this, he suddenly lost fear in his heart.

The visitor stood at the door of the house, his posture was tall, quietly looking at the thin Chinese man, and under the backlight, the latter could not see a sneer on the handsome face.

He took a step forward, and when he entered the house, he turned around and closed the door, locking it.

The thin Huaxia man frowned, and the hand holding the wine bottle subconsciously exerted a little harder: "You...... What are you doing? ”

"Another way for you to speak"

As the words fell, the figure of the comer flashed, appeared on the bed of the thin Chinese man in the blink of an eye, stepped on the latter's knee, flipped the dagger in his hand, and pierced it into his thigh.

Everything happened in a flash of light, and the thin Chinese man didn't see how the other party suddenly appeared on his bed.

The only feeling was that his knee was being suppressed by a huge force, and before he could react, a heart-piercing pain came from his thigh.

"Ah......h

The comer slowly squatted down, stepped on the other party's knee with one foot, and gently rotated the dagger in one hand, and the screams of the thin Chinese man immediately increased by a few points, which was extremely miserable.

"Can you answer my question now?" The voice of the comer was very gentle, but it was extremely cool in the ears of the thin Chinese people.

The thin Chinese man gasped deeply, his sallow face was dripping with cold sweat, his body trembled, he tried to concentrate on looking at the photo in the hand of the comer, and then his eyes shook suddenly: "I've seen it, I've seen ......."

"Where?" The voice of the comer was full of joy that could not be hidden.

The sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the papier-mâché window that had been pierced by the bottles, and shone on the face of the comer, a plump and handsome face, with an air of elegance between his eyebrows, but his style of conduct was extremely violent, he was a violent gentleman.

Wusheng Shiyu

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At the same time, a flight from the island nation landed at the Harbour City airport.

A man in a gray T-shirt walked from the end of the passage with empty hands, he was more than seven meters tall, his shoulders were very narrow, his figure was extremely thin and thin, and he couldn't even hold up the T-shirt.

He was obviously not an old man, this man's long hair covered his eyes, and with a pair of wide sunglasses, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could tell by the smooth skin below the eye socket that he was not an old man, because an old man would not have such good skin.

His skin is fair and firm.

He walked slowly, as if he were walking, very different from the people who hurried with suitcases.

Under the sunglasses, the long, slender willow-like eyes scanned the surroundings back and forth.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped somewhere.

There were people waiting for him.

"Overlord, welcome to Huaxia Kingdom" The greeter was a man in his early thirties, and when he saw the man in gray T-shirt appear, he greeted him very warmly.

That's right, the man in the gray T-shirt is the overlord.

He didn't even look at the greeter, he turned his face to look at the bustling crowd outside the airport, the corners of his mouth rose up, and he muttered to himself: "It's not coming, it's back!" ”

The man in his early thirties didn't seem to mind the arrogance and rudeness of the overlord.

"Where is Bai Feng?" The overlord turned his face and asked straight to the point.

The other party was stunned for a moment, obviously didn't expect him to suddenly ask this question on this occasion, and looked at the overlord in astonishment, the man in his early thirties looked left and right a few times, and lowered his voice and said, "He's in the Sky Hotel!" ”

"What about Xiao Yi?" Overlord said as he walked.

The man in his early thirties followed the footsteps of the overlord and leaned in front of the latter's ear, still lowering his voice: "Yesterday he had an accident and almost died at the bottom of the sea, but he didn't die and is now recuperating at home!" ”

The overlord lifted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and quickened his pace, he walked so fast that the man in his early thirties couldn't even keep up with him.

"Don't follow me," the overlord said without replying.

The man in his early thirties looked embarrassed, but before he could make a decision, the overlord had already disappeared before his eyes.

In the bustling crowd, the rickety figure in a gray T-shirt disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

Out of the airport, Overlord stood on the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

"Binjiang Road!" That's the only thing the Overlord said when he got in the car.

"Good ......," the driver replied loudly.

The taxi started, like an arrow from the string, and rushed towards Binjiang Road.