Already careful.

Yan Qing used to park her car in the parking lot outside the hotel at a distance and not expose her whereabouts.

Now I am following the food street in the red light district that Qiu Wenfang said, and walking through those unnoticed lanes.

I found a girl standing on the street casually, and went to someone's private massage bathhouse to sleep peacefully.

As soon as the sky was bright, I ate a bowl of bak kut tea that Qiu Wenfang had been thinking about, and slipped back to the parking lot on the sparse street in the early morning.

Yan Qing confirmed that the grass she had placed next to the car door had not been moved, so she quickly drove on the road.

Qiu Wenfang, who had learned the craft from the masseuse girl for half a night, couldn't help cheering.

It was as if you were speeding on the capital highway that was gradually becoming more and more noisy, and you were free.

Still writhing and dancing in the co-pilot.

Yan Qing was originally full of vigilance and leaned her shotgun against the door, and she couldn't help but smile.

He also pretended to put his mobile phone on the center console to navigate, and shared the dancing girl waves with the brothers.

The return of more than 300 kilometers to New Poga is easy.

What kind of competition in Melbourne, Australia is just a pretext, just find a place to pass through Southeast Asia to sign up.

So at noon, I got off the highway and had lunch in a small historic town on the Straits of Malacca.

Taiwanese sisters have been admiring it for a long time, but they didn't have time to make a trip in Genting before, so why don't you stop by today.

After all, it is likely that he will not come here in the future.

It is said that more than 600 years ago, when Zheng He was stationed in Malacca in the Ming Dynasty, he left part of the fleet behind, and gradually became the main distribution center for the Chinese who migrated south.

Therefore, the various old-style buildings and shops on the street are very Chinese.

Then, as this strait became more and more important, it was occupied and controlled by Portugal, Helan, and Da Tu in turn.

Even the church overlooking the strait has been changed by various occupiers into four different places.

Everywhere is full of traces of European style and Nanyang Chinese life.

And in addition to historical monuments, walking in the Chinese town can feel the ancient meaning that makes Yanqing familiar everywhere.

For example, the carved portal of the old house, the colorful tiles of the arcade floor, and the gold lacquer plaque hanging high in the old shop......

The little spy is really an excellent tour guide, who knows all kinds of cultural customs in Southeast Asia, is lively and pretty, and has a sweet mouth.

Yan Qing is like an uncle, carrying a fishing bag to enjoy the food and drink arrangements, not to mention how comfortable.

In the end, it didn't go in the afternoon, because the legendary casserole seafood with a very Ming Dynasty taste didn't open until after five o'clock, and all kinds of tourists came to queue up until midnight.

It's all dinner, and of course you have to visit the night market.

There are many coffee shops, souvenir shops and restaurants on the street, and it is closed to cars after dark, and the streets are lined with stalls selling snacks and new gadgets that have never been seen in China.

When walking on this street of just a few hundred meters, it feels like entering a time tunnel.

Qiu Wenfang made a comparison with the places of interest around Pingjing, saying that it seems that the taste of the ancient town market here is not strong, and it seems that the mainland is too commercial.

When they returned to Luzhou from Guixi, the two brothers also visited some ancient town commercial streets in the mainland, which were basically the same, and they felt that they were in a hurry to get on the horse and make money, and there was indeed no such leisurely taste that could be formed naturally for many years.

Shopping and eating, bars, cafes, and teahouses have been sitting, and I found a homestay to spend the night in the second half of the night.

The little assistant who deliberately learned massage last night claimed that he had mastered the supreme meaning of horse killing chicken in Southeast Asia, and he must practice it.

It's hot when it's still in the barrel bath.

is even more in the antique wooden frame bed sarong mosquito net, the boss can't stop.

In the end, it wasn't for her to enjoy.

Gai Qingyun said again and again that I am still a child, let me go to the windowsill and watch the wind.

At this time, he didn't mention the sense of substitution in playing games, and maybe he hadn't played any eighteen forbidden games in the eighteen years before him.

It is definitely not as deep as Yan Qing's previous feelings in various Fengyue places in the Daimyo's Mansion.

With the combination of smart glasses and portable WIFI monitoring.

The red pickup truck parked across the road outside the building was nothing out of the ordinary.

Early the next morning, the young boss who eats the marrow and knows the taste of the hot assistant operated again, and then hurriedly went on the road, and they also made it clear to each other that they were just solving their physiological needs.

Gai Qingyun, the little kid, really believed it, but he didn't expect the little spy's moist and delicate complexion, what would be the scene if he was seen by the sesame little policewoman.

With more than 200 kilometers left to go from Xinpojia, Yan Qing didn't even return to the highway.

Walk along the road along the Straits of Malacca and feel the authentic customs of Southeast Asia.

Of course, whether there is any subconscious precaution in this, only Tianqiaoxing himself knows.

Suddenly, Qiu Wenfang, who was a lot lazy, was so tender that he seemed to be able to pinch out the water easily, curled up in the co-pilot and walked to the ends of the earth casually.

I just casually talk about my own experience of traveling in Southeast Asia, and generally speaking, only along the tourist route, most of the countries in the whole region still present the best side to tourists from all over the world.

Because they know that they have no industrial output value, they can only make money from this, and it is relatively easy to make money.

However, once tourists deviate from the tourist attractions and historical sites, they will enter too much into the life society, especially the dark side of pornography, gambling and drugs.

It's easy to be swallowed up by the actual brutality and cruelty of these places.

"So without you, I don't even have the safety to travel the world, so I must serve you well so that I can always take me ......"

While talking, she deliberately exaggerated and coquettishly threw her eyes, but it was her mixed little woman's posture that was the most seductive.

Gai Qingyun is hey, hey, why do you drive at every turn, change your glasses, you don't see it.

In fact, the pair of photoglasses is particularly suitable for such a vast landscape, and the Malaysian car is driven by a right-hand drive, which is right on the driver's side along the Malacca coastline, and it is beautiful at any glance.

But this non-highway can run at a maximum speed of forty or fifty kilometers per hour, plus stop from time to time to look at the scenery and seascape, and visit the towns and villages.

It was almost close to evening before approaching New Poka.

Under the sunset, Qiu Wenfang was very satisfied: "I heard that Melbourne also has a very beautiful coastline, let's rent a car and visit the seaside......

Navigation shows that there are still more than ten kilometers ahead to enter the highway entrance, and then more than ten kilometers away is the urban area of Malaysia close to the strait of the Singapore Poka border.

Yan Qing liked the satay sauce made with peanuts, sesame seeds, shrimp paste and orange juice in this area, and was saying that she would find a village and town to eat dinner before crossing the city.

As soon as I turned a corner, I saw several policemen on the side of the road in front of me, and waved to pull over......

Yan Qing and Gai Qingyun were lying in the groove almost at the same time.

The pair of photoglasses with optical lenses is equivalent to wearing binoculars at all times, and Gai Qingyun casually threw the magnified picture on the screen when he saw the police.

But the meaning of the two of them is completely different.

Because this kind of overseas driving is usually a notarized driver's license, that is, a translation of a domestic driver's license, which is generally no problem, but the foreign traffic police have no legal effect if they want to be more serious.

So as long as it involves the possibility of meeting the police, it is the Taiwanese sister who will drive, and she has an international driver's license.

Gai Qingyun is very troublesome, because the little policemen in Southeast Asia have a little habit of being greedy and taking bribes.

Yan Qing only needed to take a look, and the alarm in her heart was already whining!

The ill-fitting police uniform made the other party keep twisting and adjusting, and when he came out, he actually turned his head to look at each other and touched the holster on his waist.

What's more important, even more important, is that this kind of eye gesture is full of excitement of robbery!

He's a master of robbery.

The whole Liangshan is doing this kind of business without a book, how to lay out the camouflage, what is the mood when they see the prey, they have already played perfectly, and even a little bored.

Too familiar with this taste.

Anyway, the police should not have such traces of emotion.

Still 100 meters away, he slowed down and turned his turn signal, but got up and stepped back into the back seat: "Come and drive......"

Qiu Wenfang would never ask why when these emergencies occurred, and immediately deftly took off to squeeze through the gear lever to take over the steering wheel from Yan Qing, and controlled the accelerator and brake before he sat down.

Yan Qing had already pushed open the chamber in the back seat, and finally checked the different colors of the shotgun: "Never stop the car, hit it when it should be hit......"

Maybe He Shunzhi still has to hesitate and entangle how I can hit people casually, even if I bump into a bad guy, it is not in accordance with the regulations, Song Siyu will definitely be surprised.

Qiu Wenfang could only hum......

Fifty meters, forty meters, twenty meters, there was already a policeman standing on the road, blocking the front and gesturing, signaling to pull over.

The other three stood by the police car on the side of the road, and the key point was that there was a figure standing at the back of the car, only the upper half of his body was exposed, and he could not see what he was holding in his hands.

Yan Qing finally saw that there were no vehicles in front of him or behind, and the lush crops in the wilderness were more than one person tall, it was really a good place to kill people and sell goods.

He leaned down behind the driver's seat and snapped the door handle with his left hand: "Slow down...... Hurry up, well, keep it in the past and don't stop ......"

Even if it was the right rudder, it was the co-pilot's side on the curb, he hid behind the driver's headrest and passed through the window, quickly screening the threat of three people on the side of the road + one person at the rear of the car.

10 meters, 5 meters......

Boom!

The "policeman" standing on the road was caught off guard and was hit by the pickup truck, although the force did not crash into the air, he did not hesitate!

Completely unexpected, he jumped up at that moment and just landed on the front of the car......

The "policeman" who pretended to be relaxed on the police car on the side of the road also got up in surprise and hurriedly drew his gun!

And the one behind the car finally dodged out, holding a military automatic rifle in his hand!

But in the twilight, none of them seemed to notice that at the moment of the crash, the door behind the driver's seat opened, and Yan Qing ghostly jumped out of the car.

When the tail compartment of the pickup truck slid by, revealing Yan Qing, who was half-bowed, the four people did not have a pair of eyes in the rear of the car.

All of them were distracted by the front impact.

Or when ordinary people hold guns, they can't open their horizons at all.

By the corner of their eyes, when they suddenly realized that the muzzle flame was flashing behind them, it was already too late!

Boom!

This is a troll......

(End of chapter)