Siam is a very magical and magical country. It is said that 95% of the population here are very devout Buddhists.
This place, under the lanterns, in the bright place, almost everyone is kind and enthusiastic, and it has the reputation of a paradise of freedom.
However, Siam under the dark night is also a sinful city where crime is frequent, pornography, gambling, drugs are prevalent, and violence is rampant. It is like a hell on earth.
Du Weiguo slowly put down his wine glass, stared at the dark alley not far away with interest, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Seeing his expression, the dark red light under the hotel beauty's glasses flashed past, she rolled her eyes at Du Weiguo, and said angrily:
"Duda, I said you can't just calm down and stop meddling in other people's business?"
Miss Hu has great eyesight and hearing. To a certain extent, it is omniscient. It is naturally aware of situations that Du Weiguo can notice.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, not wanting to argue with the big fox, and said in a dull tone:
"If the road is uneven, someone will plow it. If it's uneven, someone will take care of it. Hu Da, you eat slowly first, and then go back to the hotel. I'll go over and take a look at the excitement."
After Du Weiguo finished speaking, without waiting for Hu Da's answer, he waved to the shop owner and threw a few banknotes on the table:
"Boss, check out!"
Du Weiguo stood up and walked quickly towards the alley. In fact, he was not acting on a whim or with a strong sense of justice, but was simply curious.
Because among the thugs who kidnapped someone, one of them, Du Weiguo, had some impression that this guy was clearly the patrol officer under Officer Songpa who came to the hotel for questioning two days ago.
Good guy!
When he was a police officer, he was upright and responsible. Once he took off his police uniform, he started raping and kidnapping on the street. Is this a proper rogue police officer?
The key is that he acts so blatantly and unscrupulously, committing crimes in the street without even covering his face. It is really rare.
Du Weiguo was very curious about this contrast. In fact, he especially wanted to know whether Sheriff Songpa, who looked just and awe-inspiring with stern eyes, was involved in it.
Even though he was already familiar with the dark side of human nature, Du Weiguo was still full of curiosity about exploring human nature. He really wanted to know.
To what extent can a person be two-faced? When it comes to this topic, Du Weiguo also feels sad.
Du Weiguo was originally a character who was so twisted that he was about to be torn apart. He was a time traveler with a system and the soul of an ordinary person. These two identities were always in a fierce battle.
Travelers who are capable of reaching heaven and earth will inevitably experience stormy seas, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but the souls of ordinary people always pursue a peaceful and happy life.
Therefore, Du Weiguo's performance is also distorted. In Yang Caiyu's eyes, he is the most perfect husband, affectionate and dedicated.
In the eyes of Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan, Du Weiguo was a disgusting scumbag who only flirted with others but didn't bury him.
Du Weiguo can work tirelessly to complete his mission, risking death at any cost, but at the same time he will resort to lynching for his own selfish desires, and will use all possible means.
Because he is very divided, Du Weiguo wants to know what kind of person this police officer Songpa is?
There were four men in total who carried out the kidnapping in the dark alley, all of them were strong, and their targets were a mother and her son.
The woman is probably in her 30s. It can be seen that she should have been a beautiful woman when she was young, but now she is just a fat old lady.
The child was about 7 years old, with a tiger-like head and a very courageous mind. Facing several big men who looked like wolves and tigers, he actually dared to resist, kicking, hitting, and even biting them.
But how could women and children withstand a few strong men, and moreover, strong men with weapons in their hands?
When one of the men pulled out a sharp knife, the resistance came to an abrupt end, and the woman and child were pushed deeper into the alley by several big men.
When Du Weiguo reached the entrance of the alley, several big men had already escorted the mother and son into a Dudu car at the entrance of the alley.
The Dudu cart is a unique type of tricycle in Siam. It has become popular in this era.
The patrolman under Sompa quickly jumped into the driver's seat, started the three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove away in a puff of smoke.
Du Weiguo frowned slightly, and the Jiuyou Lock in his hand shot out violently, nailing the roof of the third floor, the highest place in the alley.
Then he jumped into the air. While he was in the air, he did a beautiful front flip and stood gracefully on the roof.
Du Weiguo was condescending, glanced at the street, and found the Dudu car. He suddenly looked like the wind and chased after it without hesitation.
The hotel beauty was standing in the dark alley at this time, carrying a few skewers of chicken that had just been grilled and were sizzling with oil.
Seeing Du Weiguo move gracefully, like a dragon, he climbed onto the roof and disappeared, his tone was hateful:
"Oh! In the public eye, you can fly over eaves and walk over walls. I think you are strong and arrogant. You use force and self-respect. Just pretend, and you will be struck by thunder sooner or later!"
Hu Da was right. At this moment, Du Weiguo was really flying over the walls, with the help of Jiuyousuo and his super agility attribute.
Whether it is crossing the street or the height difference between buildings, it has become easy. Du Weiguo is like a weakened version of Spider-Man, flying on the rooftops of Pattaya under the cover of night.
Dudu, a tricycle unique to Siam, is small and flexible, and the speed is not slow. It takes about 30 minutes.
The bus left the city and headed north, finally stopping at the seaside in the north of Pattaya City, near the entrance of a detached house near the Erawan Buddha Temple.
Standing on a big banyan tree about 2 kilometers away from this house, Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes slightly and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared again, he had already appeared on the roof of this house, silently.
This house is a common wooden structure house in Siam, but the area is not small, several hundred square meters, and there are front and rear yards.
At the gate of the yard, several big men drove the mother and son out of the car. Songpa's subordinate waved to one of the big men and said something.
The big man nodded immediately, drove the car and left, presumably to deal with the transportation.
Several of Songpa's men roughly dragged the mother and son into the yard. At this time, a man walked out of the house, neither tall nor short, with a calm demeanor. It was Songpa.
He said something in a low tone, and his men suddenly punched the fat woman on the back of the neck, causing the woman to fall softly to the ground.
Then, he knocked out the little boy without hesitation. The remaining two big men quickly picked up the woman and the child and walked towards the wooden house.
Sompa and his men said a few more words in the yard, but Du Weiguo couldn't understand Siamese and was a little embarrassed.
"Damn, if I had known this, I would have brought the big fox with me. I don't understand the language. You don't even know what they are talking about?"
System dad, I have already rushed out of the country and gone international. You don't want to give me a telepathic power. At the very least, you can also give me a language translator? Bad review! "
Du Weiguo squatted on the roof and complained endlessly. He had no intention of going down to save people. He just wanted to follow and watch the show.
It wasn't some Madonna attack, and he didn't understand it at all. Du Weiguo had never been a good person.
"There's nothing going on, so I'll just wait and see what happens. I'll treat it like watching a silent movie. I hope it's an interesting story."
Du Weiguo directly found a flat slope on the roof, lay down lazily, looked at the golden Erawan Buddha Temple not far away, and even lit a cigarette with a leisurely expression.
Damn it, Du Weiguo has been so arrogant and lawless that he has never done anything before or since.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest melon-eater in history!
The house was close to the seaside, and the mosquitoes were so big and fierce that Du Weiguo had no choice but to take out the Hundred Animal Pills again. He had just upgraded his blinking skills at noon yesterday, and he was so tired from struggling that he actually fell asleep on the roof.
It was just getting dark when Du Weiguo was woken up by a roar of mourning coming from the yard. He rubbed his eyes and turned over to sit up.
There was a middle-aged Mediterranean man in his 40s standing in the yard. He was pointing his nose at Sompa and yelling and cursing loudly, with spit bubbles flying everywhere.
This Mediterranean was wearing a gray Lenin-style lapel short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, leather sandals, and a fan in his hand, a typical Siamese cadre look.
"Well, it seems that this bald man should be an official, Songpa's boss? This matter is getting more and more interesting."
Du Weiguo squatted behind the eaves, stroking his hair that was a little disheveled by the night wind, and murmured softly to himself.
The Mediterranean was furious. After roaring angrily, he put his hands on his hips and waited for a reply, but Songpa just said something in a low tone.
After he finished speaking, he took out a document and a pair of handcuffs from his trouser pocket, and handed them to the Mediterranean with a calm expression.
Mediterranean was stunned immediately, his face was as suffocated as pig liver, he couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept it either, he was extremely embarrassed.
As if Songpa had made up his mind, he took Mediterranean's hand, slapped the ID and handcuffs directly into his hand, said something in a dull tone, and then turned around and went back to the house.
The bald man chased him a few steps eagerly and shouted something. Songpa turned a deaf ear to him with a cold face and ignored him. He slammed the door shut with a bang.
Such a familiar scene couldn't help but bring back Du Weiguo's memories, and he smiled unconsciously, with a beautiful curve in the corner of his mouth.
If there is really no justice in the world, why not use violence for violence? This songpa seems to be the way to go.
The Mediterranean man stood at Songpa's door for a while, his expression changing, and finally a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and left.
The middle man drove an old Ford car. Du Weiguo stood on the roof, looking at the car going away, and couldn't help but sneered.
After coming here for a while, there was still no movement in the room. Du Weiguo sighed and said in a faint tone:
"It seems that this Songpa must be a villain for the first time. He is really inexperienced. His hiding place has been exposed, and the negotiations have collapsed. Why don't you move quickly and stay there to die?"
I raised my hand and glanced at my watch. It was 5:20. At this time, the sun just jumped out from the distant horizon, extremely brilliant.
Du Weiguo sat down facing the rising sun, took out a box of cans from the space, pried it open with a small Tang knife, picked up the beef and ate it, and said to himself:
"Well, just wait for an hour. If the fight doesn't start at 6:30, I will withdraw."
At 6 o'clock sharp, Du Weiguo, who was smoking on the roof of his house, suddenly flicked the cigarette butt in his hand. On the road in the distance, smoke and dust were everywhere, and almost 10 cars were rushing towards this direction.
In each car, there were about 4 or 5 men with ruthless faces, holding shiny Thai knives, and they didn't shy away from it.
At the very back of the Dudu car was an open-top jeep. Sitting in the passenger seat was a burly man with a dark complexion and a fierce face, and a huge golden Buddha amulet hung around his neck.
Du Weiguo only glanced briefly, then withdrew his gaze, curled his lips contemptuously, and muttered disdainfully:
"Damn, after a long time, it was just a bunch of club members wielding knives and guns, pecking each other, it's really boring."
At this time, there was finally movement in the wooden house under Du Weiguo's feet. Several men hurriedly ran out of the house, lay down on the wall to observe, and then started shouting loudly!
Songpa also rushed out of the house with a pistol in his hand. He first calmly observed the situation.
After a few deep shouts, several of his men immediately responded and ran into the house like a swarm of swarms.
The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong was soon heard in the wooden house. This was the sound of furniture and heavy objects blocking the doors and windows. Du Weiguo nodded and commented to himself:
"Well, it's not bad. It's not that stupid. If you stay in the house with a hostage in hand, you don't have to worry about fire attacks. If you hold on to the doors and windows and have a gun in your hand, you should be able to hold on for a while."
In just such a short time, the mighty Dodu motorcade, carrying a large cloud of smoke and dust, arrived at the door of the house.
The burly man with the golden Buddha amulet jumped out of the jeep, threw off his coat, went shirtless, revealing black tattoos all over his body, brandished a shotgun in his hand, and roared viciously:
"???~"
Upon hearing this, the horse boys holding Thai swords shouted loudly, their faces full of excitement, and they rushed towards the courtyard gate in a swarm.
The wooden courtyard doors shattered in an instant, and many of them climbed directly over the wall. These guys with long knives, ferocious expressions, and red eyes roared in like a group of madmen and poured in like a tide. .
Du Weiguo on the roof lit another cigarette, glanced at it, curled his lips, and muttered disdainfully:
"Tch, they are another group of drug-taking lunatics. These gangsters in Siam really have no future."
"Dangdangdang~~"
These drug-addled swordsmen couldn't open the doors and windows, so countless gleaming Thai knives slashed hard at the closed doors and windows, penetrating like a gust of wind and rain.
"?????!"
At this time, the big man with the golden Buddha amulet strode in with a shotgun. When he walked to the door, he shouted and pulled the gun bolt hard.
The gangsters holding knives dispersed immediately, and the big man pulled the trigger toward the door of the wooden house without hesitation:
"Boom! Boom! Boom~"
The big man fired six shots at the door, clearing the bullets of the shotgun. At this time, the door was full of holes, and even the wooden chairs and cabinets blocking it inside were badly damaged.
The big man with the Buddhist amulet took a few steps back, took out the bullet from his trouser pocket and reloaded it, and yelled again.
All the Thai swordsmen suddenly rushed towards the door as if they had been given blood.
