When Feng Jun heard this, he finally understood that he encountered a gang of Siamese scum.

In fact, the local accompaniment also mentioned this situation. Bangkok dragons and snakes are mixed and can not help but fire. Foreign tourists will fall into some traps if they are not careful, and they will have to break through the money and avoid disaster.

Like this taxi driver, what he likes is that Feng Jun came out of the shopping center with two beautiful women, and he carried a lot of big bags and small bags. He subconsciously thought he was rich.

This is also a loss because Feng Jun put a lot of things in the storage bag, otherwise he would not know what he would think.

So he dragged people into the alley and did the robbery. If the other party refused to accept them, they also prepared poison pins to plant them-don't give money? Then you have to prepare for the cell.

Feng Jun was not very clear about this. When he saw the other party threatening to spoil himself, he made a decision in his heart.

But before that, he still wanted to ask, "Isn't someone really looking for you, who wants to deal with me?" & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

"Oh?" The man with the Glock's pistol lighted up. "You are so rich ... Want someone to deal with you?"

"It's really impossible to communicate!" Feng Jun raised his hand and punched the person against the wall with a punch.

That's right, it was posted on the wall. This person was five or six meters away from the wall and was punched out by Feng Jun.

When this man hit the wall, the kinetic energy of his body was still not small, and the wall was shaken twice, and finally it was okay, and the wall was not collapsed.

When others saw it, they were immediately forced, and there were more than ten men in the courtyard.

This place in Bangkok is not a tourist and leisure resort like Phuket. Just looking at the desperate motorcycle riders on the street, you can feel that this is also a fast-paced city and not so lazy.

But in fact, this is not the case. There are also many idlers in Bangkok. If you can catch the fat sheep like Feng Jun, it will be enough for at least half a month. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Smugglers sent four drivers, and they only received 5,000 baht a day, and 150,000 a month. The cash they found from Feng Jun was worth more than 400,000 baht.

This kind of profiteering and raising a dozen idlers is really normal.

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

Of the dozen people in the yard, three had guns, but his figure moved too fast. Some people wanted to shoot, but they also had to worry about being injured accidentally.

Feng Jun did not grab a gun or something first, because he was not very skilled in using a gun. Although he has used it a few times in the mobile phone plane, it is a sniper rifle or the like. not tall.

And he was also worried that after grabbing the gun, the other party had scruples, and he might hit his idea on Hongjie and Haojing. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Within ten seconds or so, he knocked all the people to the ground, then bent over and picked up an iron rod.

In addition to guns, these people also have cold weapons, choppers and daggers, but he only picked up iron rods.

Then he walked in front of the taxi driver, holding an iron rod, and said coldly, "Say, who sent you?"

The driver was beaten dizzy and yelled, "Shoot."

He said it was very light, others wanted to shoot, but two guns, one long and one short, were snatched by Feng Jun and thrown to the ground. The Glock pistol fell beside the suspected leader, but This person has passed out.

"It's not honest," Feng Junya smiled, and the iron rod in his hand fell down, only to hear "click", the driver's left leg was suddenly interrupted, and Bai Shengsheng's bones were worn from the skin. Came out. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

"Ah ~" The driver shouted in shock, holding the broken leg and rolling on the ground, a look of pain.

This movement is definitely not small, but this place is originally a place to hide dirt and dirt. The neighbors around have long been accustomed to the various screams here, and no one will cause much trouble.

Feng Jun thought so too, so he chuckled, "Remembered ... who sent you?"

Before the words fell, he heard a "bang" muffled sound, his body suddenly flickered.

"Feng Jun!" Hongjie shouted in the car, raised her hand to grab the pistol in the scenery, she had to open the door and get off.

Teacher Mei grabbed her, "He must be fine, don't go on to add chaos."

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

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Seeing Feng Jun turn around, it seemed to be fine, without saying anything, he pulled the trigger again.

Feng Jun kicked his foot, a piece of brick on the ground flew up, and hit the chest of the collar,

The collar was crooked, a spit of blood spewed out, and he passed out again. Although the Glock pistol in his hand rang again, the bullet did not know where it had flown.

"I'm still too good to talk," Feng Jun smiled again, rushing forward, the iron rod in his hand hitting hard.

"Poof" with a soft sound, the collar's head exploded violently, like a cracked watermelon, with red and white splashes everywhere.

This is Feng Jun's intention to choose the iron rod. The knife can also kill people, but it seems that there is absolutely no shock from the iron rod to kill people.

The perennial knife-licking blood may not be scared by the knife wound, but witnessing the lethality of the iron rod, except for those places where the war is perennial, most people rarely accept it. & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

Feng Jun deliberately refused to deal with these three guns. He wanted to see if the other party was scaring people with the guns, or was he really daring to shoot at them.

If the opponent fired a gun into the sky, he might also consider how to deal with these people. Since he was shooting at him, he would feel at ease if he shot again.

He smashed the heads of three people in a row, and when the fourth person arrived, the man cried out lifelessly, in Chinese, "Forgiveness, forgiveness ... We just want to grab some money."

Are they Chinese? Feng Jun raised his brow slightly, "No one really hired you?"

"Really not," the tears whispered, saying incoherently, "we are that, that ... tied fat sheep."

Feng Jun sighed, but he remembered that this man was the one who took the initiative to drag himself out. "As a Chinese, you actually help outsiders to harm your compatriots. Doesn't your conscience hurt?" & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

"My father is not a Chinese," the mind of this goods is indeed a little unclear, and he dare to say this, but the next moment he realized his mistake and immediately made a remedy, "I was brought up by my mother , Never hurt your countrymen! "

Feng Jun believes that this man was brought up by his mother, otherwise he would not be able to master such fluent Chinese in a foreign country.

But the latter sentence is that hehe.

So he raised his hand and knocked this person directly, then walked to the next person and continued to ask in English, "Who hired you to deal with me?"

Seeing that he finally killed without killing himself, the scumbag finally settled on his mind, but many people were already terrified and incontinent.

But in fact, Feng Jun didn't plan to let anyone go. He had already killed. Is there any more to kill? & 1t; i> & 1t; / i>

He just didn't want to make this place too messy. Anyway, if Li Wei, three lives were enough.

In the next question, everyone was very cooperative. Maybe they thought they were a bad life before, but after seeing three tattered watermelons, they finally realized that it is actually the best to live.

Unfortunately, most people said that this was just an accident.

It's the guy with the poison pin who is stolen enough to be smart.

His English is not very good, but there is no problem in expressing the meaning clearly, "Adult, who are you going to testify? Our leader may contact anyone ... Maybe he did it, we can testify for you."

Speaking of which, perhaps he was worried that Feng Jun could not understand, and actually even added an explanation, "He is dead anyway, it is impossible to make an excuse."

"Survival desire ... it's really strong," Feng Jun whispered, stunned the opponent again with a stick.

At the end, he didn't get new clues, so he was finally sure that he was just out of luck and encountered an accident.

Then he killed everyone one by one, leaving only two corpses on the ground-among them the guy who knew Chinese.

For the other corpses, he took out a mortal version of the charm and installed it. He felt that bringing these people to the mobile phone plane was a waste of energy. These scums are really not worth it.

The dozens of people in this courtyard originally had only two corpses left, as well as traces of fighting and brain plasma and plasma. Will the Siam police be very big?

He doesn't sympathize with these policemen at all ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is what they asked for-if it weren't for your inaction, would Bangkok mess up like this?

Anyway, as long as he took away the body of the taxi driver and drove away, it would be difficult for someone to find his head in the short term.

Of course, before doing this, he must first explore the "near camera".

As he expected, there are no cameras around. Where do those who do these things ask for trouble and leave their own criminal evidence?

After processing the corpse, he did not leave in a hurry, but searched the nearby objects again, which only appeared unexpectedly. In a locked hut, there were not only some gold ornaments, but also some sea causes.

He kicked the door open with one foot, and harvested more than two hundred grams of gold in it, including a gold bar.

There are still hundreds of thousands of baht with gold, but Feng Jun has not taken the penny. This money is not in his eyes. He does not like any trouble-even if most of these banknotes are old banknotes.

It's quite interesting that those Hai 1uo are packed in a big plastic bag, which is divided into several small bags, just like the small bags that planted him.

The small package is not very small, at least it is not the kind of packaging specifically for smoking, and each package has about ten grams, which is basically a "distributor get the goods" level.

This can be taken away! Feng Jun put it away, his foundation in China is getting bigger and bigger, and he must prepare some means.

As he continued to search the room, suddenly, the roar of the motorcycle came from outside the door.

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