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At this time, the fat man came back, and as soon as he came in, he shook his head at me very firmly. So Xiao Ting can also be ruled out.

You don't need to pinch your fingers, it's clear at a glance, there are just a few of us, squeezed into a room and slept. The problem is not with us.

The fat man dragged his chair back across from me, leaned his upper body forward as I did, stared into my eyes and said silently, 'Someone is targeting you.' It started with Zhenfeng. ’

I'm not surprised that he can think of what happened in Zhenfeng, all the sharp and most incredible things are pointing at me at the moment, even the patriarch of the Hakka people has negotiated with me by name, not the fat man who put the most pressure on them. It seems that the halo of the protagonist above my head has become so eye-catching that it cannot be stopped by walls and mountains.

I nodded helplessly. Here, in this village, there are probably acquaintances of mine. I don't believe my name would come to their lips for no reason. There are no internal ghosts among us, and the person who revealed my name may have been here or before you and Xiao Ting. We have to find a way to find him, or we probably can't leave here. At least me. ’

The fat man kept a forward posture, stared into my eyes and said, 'Is it possible... Your old acquaintances. ’

I interrupted him. 'Don't be preconceived. This affects judgment. We can't leave here for the time being, this village is not big, I don't believe I can't find a reason, I can't find this person who calculates me. ’

I know who the fat man is talking about. Although the name is the most suspicious, I prefer to believe that it is someone else and the reason, and I cannot accept that this person is calculating me. And I don't think he has a reason.

I roughly communicated my guess to the fat man. Of course. I focused my suspicions on people who were interested in thwarting my short-term actions.

'Who has the ability to follow here from Zhenfeng?' Who doesn't want me to complete Xiao Guolin's deal? It is clear that the Vietnamese are the most suspicious. ’

The fat man's big eyes rolled in the dim light, shook his head and said silently, "It's not the Vietnamese gang. If they want to kill you, they have a better chance than they have now, at least in Laos. Also, you think highly of the strength of the Vietnamese gang, they are very arrogant in Southeast Asia, but their power is limited to Southeast Asia. Their claws do not reach China. It's impossible to go so far into China, otherwise they wouldn't have asked you to help rob the tomb. ’

I know, it wasn't Wu Qitai who did it, he needed me. At least he won't do anything to me until the grave raid is over. However, do you think the Vietnamese gang is monolithic? Wu Qitai needs me to help him dig something, what about the jackal? And others, they don't need me. If they want to sabotage Wu Qitai's plan, killing me is the easiest way. ’

The fat man was silent. My guess is quite likely. It's worth seriously brushing along this line of thought.

I leaned my upper body to the table, it was getting dark, the light in the room was dim, and the fat man's face was almost in the shadows, and he had to get closer to see it.

As I gathered my thoughts, I mouthed him and said, 'My position should be very important in the eyes of the Vietnamese.' Well...... In fact, it can also be said to be very subtle. If they don't want to complete the deal with Xiao Guolin, as long as they kill me, the deal will be automatically canceled. I think the person who is secretly attacking me is a certain force in the Vietnamese gang, and they don't want this deal to continue. It may also be Wu Qitai's opponent. In the sabotage of Wu Qitai's tomb robbery operation. ’

Speaking of this, I felt a chill in my heart. No matter how fucking I analyze it, I'm going to die, and I play the role of Mr. Key in both of these things, and I'm sure to be a stumbling block for some.

The fat man gestured to me with his gaze, Ah San, who was leaning against the corner. Something might come out of his mouth. ’

I reached out and pressed one of his arms. He's just an errand runner, the Vietnamese who died. I sighed. 'You know one of us died. That man is a small leader in the Vietnamese gang, and if he were alive, you might be able to pry something out of his mouth. As for Ah San, don't waste your efforts, he won't know more than us. ’

Maybe Ah San can know something, but I'm afraid that the fat man will scare him to death. Even if I had to ask him anything, I was going to ask him alone in the absence of the fat man.

Let's divide the work. It was impossible to leave here anytime soon, so we used this time to find this person in the village who had revealed our information. The fat man regained his composure and said, 'You are his or their target, don't go alone, stay here or stay with me.' It is very likely that this force has bought off the Hakka people and will attack you at any time. ’

I nodded, and the information that Ah San revealed scared me. I don't want to die in a daze without knowing the true face of the enemy hiding in the shadows, or hiding in the house safely.

Let Buazon go and see the destruction of the zipline, anyway, his Laotian Hakka people can't understand it, and they are not afraid that he will leak the information. I don't believe a word of the old fox. ’

I shook my head and interrupted the fat man's words.

There is no need for this matter, if the Hakka people say so, they must have done something in advance, and whoever looks at it will be the same, and they will not see the flaws. I suddenly remembered something, and then asked the fat man: 'The Laotians shouted a word on the road and showed great fear. It seems to be Kumantong, what does it mean? ’

The fat man thought for a moment and asked me, 'Under what circumstances did he shout?' ’

I told the fat man about what happened when we first entered the valley.

When the fat man heard this, he was surprised and said, "Your story is wonderful, and you have encountered so many strange things." ’

The fat man's words immediately caught my attention, and I asked him more surprised than he was: 'You haven't touched anything strange?' ’

The fat man shook his head. Maybe you're lucky. ’

"Damn!" I couldn't help but let out an interjection. The dead fat man is purely pulling hatred.

'I've only been plagued by locusts for a while, and not for long. I'm mostly fighting with the mud in the swamp. I envy your experience. ’

I blackened my face and said, 'Get down to business.' ’

"Huh." The fat man laughed wantonly. 'Okay. This thing is similar to the Chinese Taoist ghost, and it is also very evil to say that the real card is opened. Kumantong is the most abundant in Thailand, and all countries in Southeast Asia have this thing, and only God knows if it can bring good luck to the victim.

However, Kuman Thong in the Lao population is likely to be a variant, and the Lao mountain people have a more incredible way of making Kuman Thong. I don't know the specifics, but as far as I know, this kind of Gumantong is closer to my country to raise little ghosts, this thing can grow up, and it will come back to eat its master, it should be called a backlash. If this thing eats its owner, it can leave the host and become a wild ghost. ’

'Hell yes. I muttered. (To be continued......)