On the sand between the coconut grove and the stream.

Liu Jianming, Sha Li, and Mena, two men and a woman, collapsed on the ground and waited for the judgment of fate.

From time to time, crackling gunshots and the heart-rending roar of crocodiles could be heard in the direction of the stream, the sound of pursuing police shooting and killing crocodiles.

The breeze was a little cool on his face, and Liu Jianming thought in his heart that he was playing big now, he was stolen and caught by the foreign police, and the yellow mud fell off his crotch and was not but.

I heard that Thailand has the same death penalty as the mainland, and now Lao Tzu is.

Nima, I'm not shallow in the old horse pit, do you really let Lao Tzu become a ghost and go to him every day after he?

In the interval of cranky thoughts, a large number of policemen behind him had already surrounded him with guns, and the sound of boots rustling on the sand rattled.

Liu Jianming doesn't want to resist now, his legs are all hung up, even if he is bullish, it is impossible to be the opponent of so many police forces, people only need one person and one shot, and he will immediately become a blood sieve, and it is useless to open a bullish hanging.

Just when he had already resigned himself to his fate......

Suddenly—

Hula!

A large number of people in green military uniforms suddenly appeared in the coconut grove, and two behemoths appeared in the creaking and creaking of the tracks.

It's a tank!

****** (Thai: Fire!) Behind the tank, a commander with a comb of twenty-eight opened opened his hand waved.

"Dada!"

The muzzles of the M16 assault rifles in the hands of the soldiers in green uniforms flashed with white flames, densely packed, and the sound was like fried beans.

“fall back！”

“fall back！”

The police who came after them fled in a hurry.

"Fire!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The holes of the two tank guns burst into dazzling fire.

"Ahh

Columns of water in the stream rose into the sky, and crocodiles' carcasses were blown apart and thrown everywhere.

In the field of vision, the figure in the green military uniform chased the blue-uniformed figures who fled for their lives as they shot and farther away......

……

In a small village near the river.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is picturesque.

The surrounding farmland is full of green plants, the plants bloom red and bright poppies, the breeze blows, the flowers sway in a wavy shape, wafting sweet fragrance, there are farmers with turbans holding basins and sickles busy inside, running and playing children laughing on the edge of the fields.

In the village's tallest three-story building, Liu Jianming took his eyes back from the farmland below.

The calf was tingling, and an old witch doctor was holding a lump of brown slimy feces and smearing it on his bullet holes, with the scent of Chinese herbs, which was cold and painful when applied to the wound.

Thankfully, the bullet pierced through and didn't stay in his muscles.

"Thank you." Liu Jianming followed the customs and made an Amitabha gesture to the old witch doctor who healed him.

The old witch doctor replied, said a word in Thai he did not understand, and then walked away, saying a few more words as he passed by Sarit and Menna.

After the witch doctor left, Mena rolled over with a wheelchair and said to Liu Jianming with a grateful face: "Handsome guy, thank you this time." You saved my life and my eldest brother's life. ”

"It's just a gesture. You didn't save my life in the end? Liu Jianming shrugged.

"That's different." Mena stretched out her lotus-like arm to hold Liu Jianming's hand and asked, "Handsome guy, what's your name?" ”

“Lau kim-Ming。” Liu Jianming told her his English name. Now that he has been reinstated, with the cunning of the eight-faced Buddha, he will definitely be able to find out his identity as a policeman, and instead of deceiving him, it is better to tell him his identity.

The highest level of lying is neither true nor false, but nine percent true and one false.

"You can call me kim-ming." Liu Jianming said.

"Kim-Ming, I'm going to thank you. Tell me what you want, and I'll help you mention it to him when Baba comes. Mena said with an innocent face.

Liu Jianming smiled and didn't speak, if the old fox can do it so easily, then he is not the old Jiang Eight-faced Buddha who has been crisscrossing Southeast Asia for so many years.

As soon as I finished thinking about it, there was the sound of footsteps under the wooden staircase, and an old man and two men walked up the steps of the staircase.

The old man's hairstyle is very touching, his hair is cocked to the left and right, and there is a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.

There is no need to guess, Liu Jianming knows that this old man is the target of this trip - the most powerful drug lord in Southeast Asia today, the eight-faced Buddha and the eighth master.

That kind of momentum that looks down on all beings is not something that can be pretended to be just an impostor.

There are two men behind the Erawan Buddha, one with short shaved hair, but the person is very strong and has a very fierce face, and it seems that he belongs to the type that can fight.

The other one was combed with two or eight opens, and although he was not as strong as the upstairs, he had a pair of triangular eyes, and his eyes were very gloomy, like poisonous snakes.

Although Liu Jianming didn't know who these two guys were, based on his guess, he guessed that it might be Shaman and Shama, the other two sons of the Erawan Buddha.

"Huh? Poop is coming. Mena immediately shook her wheelchair to meet her, grabbed the arm of the Erawan Buddha and said, "Baba, he called."

Lau kim-Ming, it was kim-ming who saved me and my big brother today. You should thank him a lot. ”

Lying on the bamboo bed over there, Sali also said something loudly in Thai, and there was a look of gratitude in his eyes.

"Yes." The eight-faced Buddha stroked Menna's head, and then walked straight over and walked in front of Liu Jianming.

looked over, and the eyes under the reading glasses were staring at Liu Jianming's eyes, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul.

Liu Jianming's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly thought in his heart, this old guy is really not simple, this time Lao Tzu is an opponent in chess, if he doesn't get it right, Lao Tzu's life will definitely be put on hold here today.

Silently thinking in his heart, the eight-faced Buddha had already spoken, and he showed a kind smile, with a harmless face to humans and animals, just like the amiable old man next door, he said, "Let's not beat around the bush." We're all smart people, so I'll introduce myself first. I am the eight-faced Buddha, and I am politely called the eighth master on the road, of course, my real name is Wei Xingguang. More than 90% of me is in the blood of Chinese people. ”

His Chinese is very standard, he looked around, swept over the faces of Mena, Shali, Shaman, and Shama, and then looked over and continued, "They are all my children, my eldest son Shali, and the youngest daughter Mena You should already know each other." The two of them are my second son, Saman, and my third son, Shama. ”

After saying this, the eight-faced Buddha's eyes became kind, and he said, "I am a businessman, but also a businessman. Business is business, and integrity is the most important. Doing business in the Golden Triangle is a matter of life and death. That's why I speak and behave very honestly. ”

He made a gesture of please, "I'll tell you everything you want to know now, now...... Please tell me what I want to know...... What are you......"