Late at night.

In a bar in Chinatown, the atmosphere is quite lively.

"Brother Tai, let's finally take this eucalyptus! Come, have a drink. ”

"Cheers!"

"Hello, first of all, my colleagues from Hong Kong Island."

Brother Tai grabbed the wine glass, covered it with his palm, refused the toast of his subordinates, and set his eyes on Meng Fan and Dasha, as well as Amin and the others who hurried to meet.

"It's all a collective honor."

Traveling in Bangkok in the future, it may be troublesome to the other party, Meng Fan naturally can't refuse the suggestion to drink together, so he should be in a bad mood and use wine to relieve his boredom.

"Here, cheers."

The clinking of glasses rang out.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the bar began to chat with acquaintances.

"What's the matter, look at you sullen."

Amin was keenly aware that Meng Fan was in a bad mood and was about to devote himself to the ease and joy of vacation.

"When I see a disgusting couple who descend their heads, they don't forget about killing, and they like to attack their children."

Dasha said disdainfully.

It's already simple, in order to avoid Amin and their hearts being uncomfortable, they deliberately changed the baby's mouth to a child to reduce the degree.

"There is no good or evil in the law, and I have some doubts about this sentence now."

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "Don't care about these for now, drink a bar, and wait until I get rid of the master of the male and female thieves, let's relax." ”

"Master?"

Dasha was stunned for a moment.

Then he didn't ask questions, and he, like Kim McKee, never doubted the boss's sources, let alone questioned the decision.

Execute!

Execute!

Execute!

There is no need to think about major events, just listen to the arrangements and implement them, without any exceptions, and the crisis can be resolved every time and the task can be successfully solved.

"We police officers are like that." Amin said thoughtfully: "But it is necessary to combine work and rest." ”

After seeing Huang Huotu's past experience, he can understand more and more how important it is to have a wife who supports him, and Meng Fan's mood has improved slightly.

In fact, he has also experienced a lot of hardships, including many big scenes, and he was simply disgusted by things that exceeded the plot of the movie at night, and he was not so sluggish, even if no one persuaded him, he would adjust his state after a good night's sleep.

"Drink."

"Here, cheers." Ah Yun smiled and agreed.

One thing I realized when I came to Thailand in the 80s was that bars weren't all about fashion, there were no mirrors everywhere, and there were no metals to create a futuristic look.

A row of slightly mottled wooden counters surrounds the medium-sized dance floor, in which thirty girls dance, all of a different look, purely for fun.

In addition, there are two small dance floors, where mixed-race beauties with three-dimensional facial features dance, very professional and very lively, and several Chinatown police detectives have already gone over to talk to them.

Saying...... Are there shemales in this era?

In my previous life, I heard rumors that they were more distributed in Pattaya, but Bangkok, as the capital, should have distribution if this profession really exists.

Because the general environment is like this, the thinking is a little divergent, and it is just pure curiosity.

Meng Fan's orientation was very normal, and the thought flashed quickly, and then it no longer appeared.

"Sir Meng, there are a few more."

"I'm here to toast you and sacrifice your rest time to help." Monte left the small group and came over to make a toast.

You must know that Meng Fan sternly refused any form of compensation, saying that it was a show of hands.

But after all kinds of strange events, Tai Ge feels that this is not a trivial matter at all.

One don't reciprocate.

The other one didn't want to go.

No way, drink.

In addition, Tai Ge also started on some small details, handed over the special license plate Mercedes-Benz under the police station to them, did not have to worry about the means of transportation during the tour, provided various fuel cards, and wrote a travel guide that combined the experience of locals.

It may not be worth much, but the heart has arrived.

Meanwhile.

The morgue of the Chinatown Police Station, which is heavily locked and separated by a double iron gate, can be heard with the sound of ropes.

Click.

After a crisp sound, the lock was torn.

Immediately after, there was another sound.

Unless a special tool is used, the guard lock cannot be twisted off at all.

Now, they are more fragile than twists, and the police officer on duty in charge of guarding them is silent.

Clearly, corpse robbers are anything but ordinary.

"Master, why don't you kill him?"

"To avoid startling the snakes, now that the police have closed the eucalyptus, they don't care about the whereabouts of the two bodies at all, but the people who killed them are different, and I need an absolutely quiet environment to complete the supreme masterpiece."

The interlocutors were a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in a robe-like garment, about forty or fifty years old, and looked quite proud.

And the woman who talked to him was extremely young, even in the eighties, she was still wearing an animal skin skirt, with a tender face and long legs, but she was not good at speech.

As for the one who opened the door, it was another young man, who was silent, doing things silently, and was responsible for opening the way.

The three of them are the master of Nami and Jinsha, and the younger sister and younger brother.

According to the development of the plot, after stealing the corpses, they nested in the ravines and ravines to refine the yin and yang corpses without the attention of the police.

After throwing in all kinds of foul-smelling things, a lump of flesh formed, and the two young head lowering masters were suddenly overshadowed by the master, and their heads were fed to the hermaphroditic corpses that had just been successfully formed.

And then ...... Master also received a boxed lunch at the speed of light.

At this moment, the golden-eyed boy stayed in a hidden corner, silently watching everything.

No one would have thought that the Chinatown Police Department, which is so backward, would have artificial "surveillance cameras" that are monitoring what they do.

"Master, it should be senior brother and senior sister, they are so miserable, they are unrecognizable......"

"yes, the bones seem to be broken."

Young men and women sang and harmonized.

And the old head descending master Song Pashan didn't care, and walked over slowly, but he failed to maintain that high-level demeanor, broke the defense in an instant, and shouted in sharp Thai:

"What about the soul?"

"What about their souls?!"

The power of the yin and yang corpse is infinite, not afraid of the sun, not afraid of fire, it is a monster outside the three worlds of people, ghosts and gods.

If he can devour a woman born when he was born when he was ten spirits, and obey his own orders, Song Pashan will be able to do whatever he wants, and he also knows that the reason why the Yin and Yang corpses can be so powerful is because they are different from ordinary zombies and have souls!

What's the use of having an empty body now?

Song Pashan couldn't help but go crazy.

After all, there are gains and losses, the yin and yang corpse is powerful, but it is very difficult to refine, it must be a pair of men and women who love each other deeply, they have mana in their bodies, and their hearts are extremely vicious, and they die at the same time, and they are angry and talented.

After working hard for most of his life, he started to lay out before Nami and Jinsha got started, and now he finally gathered the materials, but found that he was missing his soul.

The old head descending master Song Pashan almost went crazy, and he vowed to get the souls of the two back.

"Bear the corpse on your back, and hurry away."

"I'm going to meet the master behind the police station for a while!"

The cause and effect can be easily clarified, and ordinary police detectives simply do not have this ability.

Where did the strange head descender come from?

Or maybe a temple monk?

All kinds of speculations surfaced in Songpashan's mind.