In the evening, when the sky was getting dark, the city of Bangkok was covered with clouds, the temperature dropped sharply, and it started to drizzle.
Chinatown, which used to be bustling with activity, became empty of pedestrians. At the entrance of the Chaoshan Guild Hall, Ellie walked in alone without an umbrella, despite the rain and water.
The reason why Du Weiguo didn't show up was because he was trying to alert the enemy. He wanted to carry out a surprise beheading operation, so that nothing serious would happen.
A moment later, a capable, tough-looking young man with a solemn expression walked out of the Chaoshan Guild Hall along with Ellie.
After a while, a dusty and muddy Toyota pickup truck appeared on the side of the road, racing through the rain and heading north.
The young man's name is Tang Li. He is the youngest son of Tang Conglong of the Chaoshan Guild Hall. He is also considered an outer disciple of the Tang Sect and has strong skills.
Tang Li is only 20 years old this year. Although he may not look young, he jumped into the world of martial arts when he was 15 years old. He saw blood early and wallowed in the wind and rain all day long. He is already considered an old man.
He is the backbone of the "Transportation Team" under Mr. Kui. He specializes in smuggling, bringing goods and people. He is very familiar with the land and water transportation in Siam and even the entire Southeast Asia region.
Du Weiguo is determined to avenge his hatred, and he wants to kill Chalun in Khon Kaen Prefecture, but he is not familiar with the ground, so of course he needs to find a party to lead the way.
Mr. Kui and Du Weiguo are now like grasshoppers tied to the same rope. They are closely related. The entire Chaoshan Guild Hall and even Chinatown are both prosperous and destructive with him.
Therefore, using Kuiye's men does not count as dragging him into trouble, and Du Weiguo has no pressure.
Although Tang Li is young, he has an extremely calm personality. He has a small family, and his driving skills are also very good. Even when driving on a rainy night, he is still very stable.
Du Weiguo squinted his eyes, sat on the passenger seat, rolled down the window a little, lit a cigarette, and said in a lazy tone:
"Ah Li, tell me carefully, what kind of heel is this Khon Kaen Mansion Decharun, and what kind of assets does he have?"
"Okay, Mr. Wesley."
Tang Li didn't squint his eyes and still controlled the steering wheel steadily. His tone was calm, neither humble nor overbearing:
"Zhalun is 32 years old this year and is of mixed Burmese and Thai descent. His father is Maung Sang, the largest Burmese clan leader in Mandalay, Mian Dian.
The mother is the only daughter of Tai Lai, the leader of the Siam Udon Caravan, he is the youngest son of Maung Sang, and the third sister is the wife of Kuncha.
After his grandfather Tai Lai passed away in 1962, Chalun took over the caravan business and became the new leader of the Udon Thani Caravan. He was also the largest broker in the Kuncha business in Siam. "
Tang Li spoke clearly and clearly, and kept Zhilun's heel and heel as a treasure. Du Weiguo secretly complained in his heart, "Damn, Zhilun is such a good bastard at reincarnation."
With a strong heel and a background like his, he can indeed walk sideways in Southeast Asia. No wonder he is so timid that he dares to take the initiative to touch his bad luck.
Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke and asked unhurriedly:
"Ah Li, what kind of organization is this Ulong Caravan? Is it very powerful?"
Tang Li nodded:
"Well, it's very powerful. Udon Thani is close to the Vientiane City in the hometown, and there is a waterway that can reach Ha Tinh Province in the south of Yoon. The Udon Thani caravan has always controlled the smuggling business north of Siam.
In the past two years, Yonan has been fighting. The demand for various supplies, especially American soldiers (powder), has increased. The Ulong Caravan has also grown up and become more and more arrogant. "
Tang Li was logical, eloquent, and very insightful. Du Weiguo's eyes showed an uncontrollable look of appreciation.
This guy was a talented guy, so Du Weiguo naturally wanted to recruit him and started to compete:
"Ah Li, what do you think, if Zhalun is killed by me, how can I reintegrate the Wulong Cavalry and use it for my own use?"
Upon hearing this, even though Tang Li was as steady as an old dog, he couldn't help but tremble, his brows furrowed and his eyes flickered.
Zhalun is not an ordinary person. Not to mention his strong background, the Wulong Caravan under him alone has hundreds of warriors who have seen blood.
These guys are not just chattering, they are just gangsters carrying watermelon knives and making noises. Basically, they are extremely vicious people with lives in their hands.
In fact, there is a private saying that the Udon Thani Caravan is called the Udon Thani Gang, a tyrant in northern Siam. They are lawless and do all kinds of bad things.
It is no exaggeration to say that Charlun stamped his feet and the ground in northern Siam shook. This guy was also so crazy that he called himself the Dharma King.
But there is such a powerful and powerful Dharma King. Du Weiguo just said that he wanted to kill him, and his tone was casual, as if he wanted to eat a banana in a while.
Although Tang Li was talented and wise, his level was too low and he was just a small leader under Kui Ye. After all, his horizons were limited.
He knew that the man in front of him, not much older than himself, was the Evil God, but he did not know Du Weiguo's past outstanding achievements, nor did he understand the true meaning of the Evil God.
Tang Li was pushed out by his father to be Du Weiguo's guide today. He didn't know the true purpose of Du Weiguo's trip.
Hearing that Du Weiguo actually wanted to move Zalun, Tang Li was inevitably surprised and advised kindly:
"Mr. Wesley, do you want to move Zhilun? He is not an ordinary person. He is the local emperor of Wulong. He is powerful and powerful. You must consider the long term."
Du Weiguo curled up the corner of his mouth, flicked the cigarette butt away, rubbed his fingers, and said in a teasing tone:
"Well, don't worry, Ah Li, I won't act impulsively. This is just a hypothesis. Just say it boldly."
Tang Li frowned, licked his tongue subconsciously, pondered for a while, and then replied slowly:
"Mr. Wesley, even if we are lucky enough to kill Zhilun, as long as the Triangle is still in charge of Kuncha, the Wulong Cavalry cannot be truly subdued.
And you have to face Kuncha’s endless pursuit. You must think twice before you act. If you have any issues with Zhalun, we can~~"
"Hahaha!"
Du Weiguo felt happy and laughed loudly. He directly interrupted Tang Li's persuasion and patted him on the shoulder:
"Ah Li, you are very good. You are a bit overqualified for following Mr. Kui all day long, so you are overqualified. Please follow me from now on."
Tang Li: ~~~~
Udon Thani is a province in Siam, almost 600 kilometers away from Bangkok in the north. It is adjacent to Laowang, Yonan, and the throat.
At 3 o'clock in the morning, after eight hours of driving at night, the pickup truck slowly stopped near a magnificent manor in the city.
Even if Du Weiguo had seen a lot, he had only seen the luxury of this manor in his life, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
The manor is located in the city center of Udon Thani, covering an area of no less than 20 acres. The main building is a three-story blue high-rise building similar to a Buddhist temple.
The reason why it is called a high-rise building is because each floor of this blue building is very high, no less than 6 meters, and has a pointed high roof. Although it has only three floors, it looks taller than an ordinary 6-story building. It's quite a bit taller, and it's already the tallest building in the city.
There are cascading golden eaves, a golden roof as tall as a sword, golden tiles throughout the courtyard, and French enamel statues of mythical beasts scattered throughout the courtyard.
There is also an artificial river that runs through the entire manor. It can only be described in one word: extremely luxurious.
It was also raining in Wulong, and it was raining quite heavily. The water vapor was hazy. On the road about 300 meters away from the manor, Du Weiguo opened the door and got out of the car.
Just like that, he braved the rain, squinted his eyes and looked at the luxurious blue high-rise building not far away, and whistled angrily:
"Shh~ This house is very beautifully built! It's magnificent. Ah Li, are you sure this is not a temple but Zhalun's lair?"
Tang Li said in a dull tone:
"I'm sure, I've dealt with him before and came here once. Zhalun has a flamboyant personality and lives a luxurious life. This is his home."
Du Weiguo raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, turned to look at Ellie, pointed at a big banyan tree not far away, and said in a casual tone:
"Ellie, go ahead. I'll leave the commanding heights to you. It's 3:12 now and we'll act on time in 5 minutes. My request is that no one can escape from this yard."
"receive."
Ellie raised her hand to check her watch and responded calmly.
Then, without saying a word, she took out a large waterproof canvas bag from the trunk of the pickup truck, took out her SVD, took long strides, and ran towards the banyan tree.
When he saw this posture, Tang Li was immediately stunned. His scalp was numb and his eyes were straight. Hearing this, he was about to launch a late-night raid. Three people and one dog, how about fun?
Tang Li panicked. He could no longer maintain his cool personality. He even stuttered in tone:
"Wei, Mr. Wesley, what are you doing? There are at least dozens or hundreds of fully armed guards in Zhalun's residence. We only have three people here~~"
Du Weiguo grinned, stretched out his hand to hold Tang Li's shoulder, and interrupted him directly:
"Haha, Ah Li, don't be nervous. It's just a small scene. You don't need to participate. Just wait in the car. If the situation is really bad, just leave first."
"Uh~"
Upon hearing this, Tang Li was completely speechless because of the thunder on the outside, and stood in the rain in a daze, messy.
Du Weiguo ignored him and took out a silenced MP5 from the waterproof bag in the trunk, and put a few spare magazines and a few grenades into his pocket.
He briefly checked the firearm, slung it over his shoulder, buckled the hood of his raincoat, and walked quickly towards the manor.
Nightmare shook his head and tail, and followed Du Weiguo. Tang Li stood there stupidly, looking at a man and a dog, as if they were strolling in a garden. He was numb, and he screamed in his heart:
"Zinima, what are you doing, Mo Zi? I'm so proud of you, a master of the Tang Sect, but in your eyes, he's worse than a stupid dog? Isn't this evil god a hammer?"
After all, the Evil God was Mr. Kui's distinguished guest and had a close relationship with him. Tang Li frowned and bit his lip hard, just about to chase after him and try to persuade him.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Ellie's figure not far away, like a civet cat, climbing up the tree at a speed that was not in line with human common sense. He couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stopped abruptly. Stopped.
Turning back to look at Du Weiguo, he had already wandered to the wall of the manor. He suddenly jumped up and stood up from the ground, like a ghost.
In mid-air, with just one leap, he floated directly into the 4-meter-high wall, as if he was crossing a threshold, without any smoke and fire.
The scariest thing was actually the black dog, which just jumped up on the spot and jumped over the high wall without even using any force.
Tang Li was stunned. His mouth was wide open, his eyes were bulging, and his outlook on life was shattered. Is this still the world I am familiar with?
At this moment, on the third floor of the Blue Building, there was an extremely luxurious bedroom, with even the walls covered with carved gold foil, and a huge carved nanmu bed.
Several young girls with no hair, graceful bodies, and Aries-like figures were frighteningly trying their best to please a tall man lying in the middle of the bed.
This man is very strong, almost 1.8cm tall, with a majestic build, long hands and feet, dark skin, and a thick bush of chest hair on his chest.
He also had a good appearance, with a strong outline and a straight nose, but his eyes were narrow and sinister, flashing with a cruel light from time to time.
"Click~"
There was a very sudden sound of bone cracking, instantly breaking the charming atmosphere in the room.
The man straightened his back and sat up suddenly, his eyes flashed fiercely, his big iron-like hands pinched the slender neck of an innocent girl like lightning, and he cursed in a cold tone:
"Damn it, bitch, your teeth hurt me!" (Siamese, automatic translation)
The few remaining girls were so frightened that they trembled like quails. They knelt down and lay on the big bed one after another, keeping silent and not even daring to breathe.
"Dangdangdang~"
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door. The man suddenly frowned, his eyes were fierce, he threw the woman away, and jumped off the big bed naked.
At the head of the big nanmu bed, there is a Shura shape, a ferocious pale white bone clothes hanger, and several protruding branches, all of which are polished and extremely sharp carved ivory.
The man's face was gloomy, he picked up the black silk pajamas from the hanger, put them on casually, and growled:
"Come in!"
The next second, the thick door to the bedroom was pushed open forcefully, and a capable man with a beard walked in hastily.
The bearded man turned a blind eye to the flowery girls on the bed and walked directly in front of the man, speaking in a hurried tone:
"Chief, there is news from Kamphaeng Phet that something happened!"
This violent and cruel man who regards human life as nothing is naturally the self-proclaimed Dharma King Zhalun.
Hearing Beard's words, Zhalun did not show the slightest panic, but glanced at him coldly with his narrow eyes.
Sitting down on the rhinoceros leather sofa, he slowly lit a cigar, exhaled the smoke, and said in a very impatient tone:
"Why are you panicking? Tell me, what happened to Kamphaeng Phet?"
The bearded man was sweating profusely, and his tone could not hide his panic:
"Chief, Sompasam is dead, the general's estate in Kamphaeng Phet was burned down by a fire, and the Chakun Valley where Master Chalumphong stayed temporarily was also completely burned by the mountain fire?"
"Um?"
Zhilun frowned, stopped smoking his cigar, his eyes shone brightly, and his tone became solemn:
"Where is Master Chalumpong?"
The bearded man shook his head and swallowed:
"No, I don't know. The mountain fire was very big. It is said that the entire Chakun Valley was burned to the ground. The mage disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown."
"Pa~"
Upon hearing this, Zhilun couldn't help but say something. He stood up and raised his hand, and slapped his bearded face with a big mouth. His face immediately became red and swollen visibly.
Zhalun pointed his cigar at his beard, his eyes were fierce and his tone was vicious:
"Trash, what's the point of telling me such nonsense? Go and investigate quickly. Be sure to confirm the whereabouts of Master Chalunpeng. If you want to see him alive, you will see his body if he dies!"
The bearded man covered his face. Although he was afraid, he still said bravely:
"Chief, the top priority now is not to find the mage. If he is killed by the evil god, will the evil god look for you~~"
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face, and the beard was knocked down to sit on the ground. Zalun's pupils were filled with blood, and he cursed angrily:
"The god of Shanimabi! Do you really think he is a god? Even if he is a god, Master Chalunpeng is Talba, who specializes in eating evil gods!
Do you know how much it cost me to ask Master Chalunpeng to take action this time? What are you still doing here? Go check it out quickly, if there is no news about the mage tomorrow morning, I will take it out~"
"Puff puff puff~~"
At this moment, a sound like fart suddenly entered Zhalun's ears from outside the door, and he was stunned.
Although Zhalun has a violent personality, arrogance and willfulness, he is also a ruthless man who has always been on the edge of a knife. He is very skilled and can instantly tell that this is a gunshot with a silencer installed.
Zhalun reacted very quickly. The moment he heard the gunshot, he quickly rolled back to the back of the sofa and pulled out a Remington from under the sofa.
He crouched behind the sofa, aimed his shotgun at the door, and shouted: "Da Peng! What's going on outside?"
Da Peng was his most trusted guard leader, and he always led people to guard the door of his bedroom, but at the moment there was silence.
Zhalun was sweating on his forehead and pointed the gun at his beard: "You, go out and take a look!"
The bearded dead soul appeared in great numbers, and his expression was distorted with fear, but he did not dare to disobey with the black hole of the gun pressed against him.
He knew very well how ruthless Zalun was. This guy had no humanity. As long as he dared to disobey him at all, Zalun would definitely shoot him.
The man with a beard had just walked to the door tremblingly. With a soft pop, a bullet was shot through the wooden door. His forehead was so hard that he fell to the ground.
"Boom~Boom~"
Almost at the moment when the bearded man fell down, Zhalun pulled the trigger toward the door without hesitation, roaring crazily:
"Come on! Evil God, aren't you a cowhide? Come on, let me see how cowhide you are! Are you invulnerable?"
At this moment, Zhalun's lower back suddenly felt cold, and the girl who had just served him seemed to be going crazy.
With dull eyes, he held a sharp ivory in his hand and stabbed it into his lower back. It penetrated so deeply that almost the entire ivory was inserted.
"Uh~ bitch, how dare you~"
Zhilun was furious, raised his arms, and slapped the girl to the ground. He was about to turn his gun and shoot the daring bitch.
"Chi~"
Suddenly there was a cold feeling on the back, and the other girl jumped up, holding an ivory in both hands, and used all her strength to insert it into his back.
"Uh~ Dang Cang!"
This moment was fatal. Black blood spurted out of Zhalun's mouth. The shotgun in his hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground. (End of chapter)
