When Feng Jun heard this, he finally understood that what he encountered was a bunch of Siamese scum through and through.

In fact, the local escort also mentioned this situation, Bangkok is mixed with dragons and snakes, and no guns are banned, and foreign tourists will fall into some traps if they are not careful, and they have to break the bank to avoid disasters.

Like this taxi driver, what he fancied was Feng Jun coming out of the shopping mall with two beauties, carrying a lot of large bags and small bags, and subconsciously thought that he was rich.

It's a shame that Feng Jun put a lot of things into the storage bag, otherwise I don't know what he would think.

So he dragged people into the alleys and did the robbery, and if the other party didn't accept it, they also prepared a poisonous pin to plant it - no money? Then you have to be prepared to go to jail.

Feng Jun was not very clear about this, and when he saw that the other party threatened to frame himself, he made a decision in his heart.

But before that, he still wanted to ask, "Is it really that someone is looking for you and wants to deal with me?"

"Oh?" the Glock pistol's eyes lit up, "You're so rich...... Want someone else to deal with you?"

"I really can't communicate!" Feng Jun raised his hand and punched this person against the wall.

That's right, it was pasted on the wall, and this person was five or six meters away from the wall, and was blasted out by Feng Jun with a punch.

When this person hit the wall, the kinetic energy on his body was still not small, and he shook the wall twice, but it was okay and did not collapse the wall.

When the others saw this, they were directly stunned, but there were more than ten men in the courtyard.

Bangkok is not a tourist and leisure resort like Phuket, just look at those desperate motorcycle riders on the street, you can feel that this is also a fast-paced city, not so lazy.

But in fact, this is not the case, there are a lot of idlers in Bangkok, if you can catch a fat sheep like Feng Jun, a single order is enough for at least half a month of drinking.

The smugglers sent four drivers, and they only collected 5,000 baht a day, or 150,000 a month, and the cash these people found from Feng Jun was worth more than 400,000 baht.

This kind of profiteering business is really normal to raise a dozen idlers.

With a punch, Feng Jun's body flashed, and under the punches and kicks, everyone fell to the ground one after another.

Of the dozen or so people in the courtyard, three were armed with guns, but his body moved so fast that some people wanted to shoot, and they had to worry about whether they would be injured by mistake.

Feng Jun didn't grab a gun or anything first, because he was not very skilled in using a gun, although he had used it a few times on the mobile phone plane, but it was a sniper rifle or something, which was more of a test of stability, and the requirements for gun sense were not high.

And he was also worried that after snatching the gun, the other party would have scruples, and he might hit Sister Hong and Haojing with his ideas.

In just about ten seconds, he knocked them all to the ground, and then bent down and picked up an iron rod.

In addition to guns, these people also had cold weapons, machetes, daggers and the like, but he only picked up iron rods.

Then he walked up to the taxi driver, held an iron rod in his hand, and said coldly, "Say, who sent you?"

The driver was dizzy and shouted, "Shoot." ”

He said it very lightly, and others wanted to shoot it, but the two guns, one long and one short, were snatched by Feng Jun and thrown to the ground, and the Glock pistol fell next to the person who was suspected of being the leader, but this person had already fainted.

"It's really dishonest," Feng Jun gritted his teeth, and the iron rod in his hand smashed down, only to hear a "click", the driver's left leg was suddenly broken, and the white bones pierced out of the flesh.

"Ah~" The driver shouted in shock, and rolled on the ground with his broken leg in his arms, looking like he was in pain.

This is definitely not a small movement, but this place is originally a place to hide dirt and dirt, and the surrounding neighbors have long been accustomed to all kinds of screams here, and no one will be troubled by this.

Feng Jun also estimated this in his heart, so he chuckled, "Do you remember...... Who sent you?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound of "bang", and his body shook suddenly.

"Feng Jun!" Sister Hong shouted in the car, raised her hand to grab the pistol of the scenery, and was about to open the door and get out of the car.

Teacher Mei grabbed her, "He's definitely fine, don't go down and make trouble." ”

As soon as Feng Jun turned around, he saw that the leader was holding a Glock pistol and was staring at him with extremely resentful eyes.

Seeing Feng Jun turn around, as if nothing had happened, the leader didn't say a word, and pulled the trigger again.

Feng Jun raised his foot and kicked it, and a half brick on the ground flew up and smashed squarely on the leader's chest.

The leader tilted his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out again, although the Glock pistol in his hand rang again, but the bullet did not know where it flew.

"I'm still too good at talking," Feng Jun smiled again, and rushed forward, smashing the iron rod in his hand hard.

There was a soft "poof", and the leader's head exploded like a cracked watermelon, red and white splashed everywhere.

This is Feng Jun's original intention of choosing an iron rod, a knife can also kill, but it seems that it is definitely not as shocking as an iron rod to kill.

The master who licks blood from the knife all the year round may not be frightened by the knife wound, but witnessing the lethality of the iron rod, except for those places where the perennial war is torn, ordinary people can rarely accept it.

Feng Jun deliberately did not deal with these three guns, he wanted to see if the other party was scaring people with guns, or if he really dared to shoot at people.

If the other party is shooting at the sky, he may also think about how to deal with these people, since he shot at him, then he will be at ease if he kills again.

He smashed the heads of three people in a row, and when it came to the fourth person, the man cried out in Chinese, "spare your life, spare your life...... We just want to grab some money. ”

Is it Huaxia?Feng Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is there really no one to hire you?"

"Not really," the tearful and incoherent man said, "we are that, that...... Tie the fat sheep. ”

Feng Jun sighed, but he remembered that this guy was the one who pulled him out, "As a Chinese, you actually help outsiders harm your compatriots, won't your conscience hurt?"

"My father is not Chinese," this thing's brain was indeed a little unconscious, and he even dared to say this, but the next moment he realized his mistake and immediately made amends, "I was brought up by my mother, and I have never harmed my compatriots!"

Feng Jun was a little convinced that this guy was brought up by his mother, otherwise he would not have been able to master such fluent Chinese in a foreign country.

But the latter sentence, that's hehe.

So he knocked the man unconscious, then walked over to the next person and continued to ask in English, "Who hired you to deal with me?"

Seeing that he finally stopped killing people with sticks, these scum finally made up their minds, but many people were already scared and incontinent.

But in fact, Feng Jun didn't intend to let anyone go, he had already killed someone, so was he about to kill a few more?

He just didn't want to make a mess of it, anyway, if Liwei was right, three lives would be enough.

In the next questioning, everyone was very cooperative, maybe they thought they were a rotten life before, but after seeing the three tattered watermelons, they finally realized that in fact, being alive is the best.

Unfortunately, however, most people say that it was just an accident.

But the guy with the poison pin is clever enough.

He didn't speak English very well, but he still had no problem making it clear, "Who are you going to testify, my lord, and our leader may contact anyone...... Maybe he did it, and we can all testify to it. ”

Speaking of this, perhaps he was worried that Feng Jun would not understand, so he even explained in a nutshell, "Anyway, he is dead, and it is impossible to make a defense." ”

"Desire to survive...... It's really strong," Feng Jun muttered lightly, and knocked the other party unconscious with a stick.

In the end, he didn't get any new clues, so he finally roughly determined that he was just unlucky and had encountered a chance event.

Then he killed everyone one by one, leaving only two bodies in the area - including the Chinese-speaking fellow.

For the other corpses, he took out a mortal version of the talisman and put it up, he felt that bringing these people to the mobile phone plane was a waste of energy points, and these scum were really not worth it.

There were originally more than a dozen people in this courtyard, but there were only two corpses left, as well as traces of fighting, brains, and plasma, and the Siamese police must be very big, right?

He doesn't sympathize with these police officers at all, they brought it on themselves - if it weren't for your inaction, would Bangkok be in such a mess?

Anyway, as long as he takes the taxi driver's body away and drives the car away, it will be difficult for anyone to find his head in the short term.

Of course, before doing this, he must first probe the "nearby cameras".

As he expected, there were no cameras around, so where would the people who did these things ask for trouble and leave their own incriminating evidence?

After disposing of the body, he didn't leave in a hurry, but searched for nearby items again, only to find that in a locked hut, there were not only some gold jewelry, but also some sea luck.

He kicked the door open and found about two hundred grams of gold, including a bar.

With the gold, there are still more than 100,000 baht, but Feng Jun has not taken a penny, this money does not look at his eyes, he does not like any trouble, even if most of these banknotes are old banknotes.

However, those sea Luoyin are quite interesting, packed in a large plastic bag, which is divided into several small bags, exactly like the small bag that framed him.

The small packets are not very small, at least not the kind of packaging that is specially designed for smoking, each pack has about ten grams, and it is basically the level of "distributors take the goods".

This can be taken away! Feng Jun put it away, his foundation in Huaxia Kingdom is getting bigger and bigger, and he has to prepare some means.

Just as he continued to search the house, suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle came from outside the door.

(Updated to, who sees the new monthly pass again?)

https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:. Mobile version reading URL: m.