These words were equivalent to reassurance, which was equivalent to telling Sang Kun and his brother that I didn't see anything bad in that house. Both of their faces softened a little, and Sang Kun asked, "I can't remember what happened last night, Mr. Tian, tell me about it." "I told you about last night, but I deliberately hid the nonsense that Sang Kun said during the spell casting, so as not to make the other party think that we knew too much.

"Tonight or at midnight, where will we meet? Last night Mr. Sangkun's car was driving so fast and it was so dark that I couldn't remember the way to the old villa at all. I asked.

Sang Kun coughed and said, "We'll find another place, and if it's still midnight, we'll call you in advance in the evening to inform you of the location." "I said no, Azambaden has already said that you are the Yin Spirit who collided with that old villa, and you must also cast a spell there to solve the problem once and for all.

The brothers looked at each other and didn't say anything, and then the younger brother said that they would call me in advance and meet somewhere first, and they would come and pick us up by car. I said no problem at all, now please pay the cost of the spell 300,000 baht first. Sang Kun asked why he had to pay the full amount before the spell was over.

I said, "This is the rule of Master Azan to cast spells, and you have to pay at least 50% of the cost first." But yours is in a special situation, and you have to cast spells for seven to eight days in a row. To be honest, we are not willing to accept this kind of business that not only consumes mana, but also requires Master Azan's high mana. When I was in Hong Kong before, that Master Azan Nangya gave you an empowerment and did not pay the deposit, which is enough to prove our sincerity, but I hope you can also show sincerity, after all, not every Master Azan can drive away the yin spirit in your body. ”

The two looked at each other, and Sang Kun's younger brother said, "Then we can also pay 150,000 baht first, and then pay the balance afterwards." ”

"I'm afraid not," I smiled and shook my head, "after days of casting, we really don't have the energy to deal with this kind of thing if the customer doesn't pay under various excuses." And there are also many customers who can't actually take out the full amount, and we can't force it when the time comes, so ......"

Sang Kun's younger brother was angry: "Are you saying we can't afford to pay?" "Of course I don't mean you, but we've been in this situation before, so in order to avoid it, we all changed the rule to pay first.

"But how do I know if you'll be able to cure my illness once and for all? What if you can't solve it, but you don't pay for it? Sang Kun asked with a calm face, and his younger brother nodded again and again.

I said, "First of all, Master Azan makes a living by blessing Buddha cards and doing things, Thailand is so big, if there is any Master Azan who just collects money and does not do anything, not to mention that no one will come to look for it in the future, I believe that customers will not give up, and no Azan is willing to find this kind of trouble for himself; Secondly, both of you are Thai, you can ask the names of Tian Qi, Fang Gang and Lao Xie. Our three Chinese brand dealers are also somewhat reputable in Thailand, plus the name of Azan Baden. The Philippine ghost king only has three apprentices, one of whom lives in seclusion in China, and two of them are my friends. ”

Sang Kun said to himself: "Philippine ghost king...... I think I've heard about it. This person is a famous head descender, and he can collect money for his relatives to die. ”

I said yes, it's him. Sang Kun's younger brother scolded: "There are still such people? Then there is no humanity! I laughed to myself, thinking that you can say such a thing, but fortunately it is not a thunderstorm.

After my soft and hard hints, the Sangkun brothers were silent for a moment, and finally compromised. Samkhun asked my brother to go to a nearby bank and withdraw 300,000 baht in cash and put it in my hand, I took out a pen and paper from my purse and opened the receipt.

In the afternoon, I drove Fang Gang's old car to the airport to take the owner of the car to his residence in Azan Baden. After listening to what I said, and seeing the 300 thousand-yuan baht bills on the floor, Fang Gang said: "This Sangkun is not an underground casino, but an underground shooting range. ”

"Underground shooting range? But that place didn't look like a shooting range, it looked like a place of torture. "I don't get it. Fang Gang said that this underground shooting range is not an underground shooting range, but an execution ground as I said, but it is not only torture, but also human lives. Seeing my ignorant face, Fang Gang told me something seriously.

In some countries in Southeast Asia, there is such an industry that is dedicated to those who have the wealth to vent. But this venting is not alcohol, gambling, sex, or fighting, but abuse of people. It was about a decade ago, mainly in Thailand, when the price was still $10,000, but judging by the conversation we heard in the courtyard of that old villa last night, it should have risen to $20,000 by now.

This kind of industry is also very simple, it is to find two kinds of people at the same time. One is the rich man, for various reasons, hoping to vent his emotions by abusing or even killing the living; The other is the poor, who are in a hurry to use money, even if it is in exchange for their own lives. These two kinds of people actually exist all over the world, but it is very difficult to bring these two kinds of people together at the same time, and it needs to be done by a broker, and the Sang Kun brothers are this broker.

The basement of Samkhun's old villa on the outskirts of Bangkok was the site of the "Underground Shooting Range", and the Samkhun brothers and their accomplices searched for both types of people and took them to the basement to trade. Collect 20,000 US dollars from the rich first, then give half to the poor, and the rest is your own profits, and finally lock the poor in an iron cage, and then let the rich man in, in a limited time, he can abuse the poor man as much as he wants, all kinds of tools in the basement can be used, but in the end, the poor must be killed, and there can be no living mouth, even if the person is not dead, Sang Kun They will help solve it.

Although he killed someone, he didn't have to worry about being arrested by the police, because Sangkun and these people can settle everything to ensure the absolute safety of customers. I was talking to Sang Kun on the phone in Hong Kong that day, and I heard the voice of a man beating a woman over there, and it is estimated that the Hong Kong man is also a potential customer of Sang Kun and is talking. And that man should also be a rich man, who has nowhere to vent when he is psychologically abnormal, and often beats women to get angry.

This kind of business sounds cruel and perverted, but unfortunately this kind of business is quite prosperous, because there is never a shortage of two kinds of people in this world: the rich with twisted psychology and the poor who are desperate.

"Is there really an industry like you say?" My hands were shaking, I felt sick all over, and I remembered the basement of the old villa last night. It was easy for me to think of it, and I immediately had this image in my mind: in the iron cage there was a poor man waiting for money, trembling, nervous and afraid. The rich man descended the stairs, closed the iron door, and his eyes lit up, and he picked out the tools in the house. The poor are even more afraid, and may regret it, or they may beg the rich to let them suffer less, or even die with dignity. Of course, it is unlikely that the rich will do this, so the money will be spent in vain, and the purpose of their $20,000 here is to vent. They took turns torturing the poor, either drowning in the cement, hanging them, or shooting them outright......

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and as soon as Fang saw that I was distracted, he patted me on the shoulder vigorously and said, "I saw a few guys in a bar a few years ago, and some of them did this, but not in Bangkok, but in Songkhla." I didn't expect you kid to meet it now, what a coincidence. ”

"Can you be sure that Sang Kun is doing this kind of thing?" I have one last question. Fang Gang said that he was basically sure, and all kinds of indications showed that these were the ones who did this.

I asked, "Then we really have to cast a spell for several days to cure a bastard like Sang Kun?" "Fang Gang said that if you don't save it, you can't do it, you know, people who have the ability to do this kind of thing are not good, Sang Kun and those people didn't kill you It's already a blessing, don't think about what the hell you want to do before you cure Sang Kun.

There seemed to be something in his words, and I said, "You mean, after healing him, you can do it?" Fang Gang smiled and said look at what I mean.