Chapter 738: Killing Like a Fool

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

In fact, the local guide also mentioned this situation. Bangkok is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, and they can't help but shoot. If foreign tourists are not careful, they will fall into some traps and have to spend money to avoid disasters.

Like this taxi driver, what he saw was that Feng Jun came out of the shopping mall with two beauties, carrying a lot of big and small bags in his hands, so he subconsciously thought that he was rich.

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

So he pulled the person into an alley and carried out the robbery. If the other party refused to accept it, they prepared a poisonous pin to frame it - no money? Then you have to be prepared to go to jail.

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

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

"Oh?" The man with the Glock pistol's eyes lit up, "You are so rich...you want others to deal with you?"

"You really can't communicate!" Feng Jun raised his hand and punched the man against the wall.

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

When this person hit the wall, the kinetic energy of his body was still not small, and the wall was shaken a few times. Fortunately, the wall was not collapsed.

Others were stunned when they saw this. There were more than ten men in the yard.

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, not so lazy.

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

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

It is perfectly normal for this kind of hugely profitable business to support a dozen idle people.

After punching out, Feng Jun's body dodged, and everyone fell to the ground under the punch and kick.

Among the dozen or so people in the yard, three were armed with guns, but he moved too fast. If someone wanted to shoot, they would have to worry about being accidentally shot.

Feng Jun didn't grab a gun first, because he was not very skilled in using guns. Although he had used it a few times on the mobile phone, it was a sniper rifle, which tested stability and gun feel. not tall.

And he was also worried that after grabbing the gun, the other party might have scruples and might target Sister Hong and Hao Jingjing. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

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

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

Then he walked up to the taxi driver, pointed an iron rod in his hand, and said coldly, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

The driver was beaten so dizzy that he shouted, "Shoot."

He said it very lightly, and others also wanted to shoot. However, Feng Jun snatched away the two guns, one long and one short, and threw them to the ground. The Glock pistol fell next to the person who was suspected of having it, but This person has fainted.

"That's so dishonest," Feng Jun grinned and smashed the iron rod in his hand. There was only a "click" sound. The driver's left leg was immediately broken, and the bones and bruises penetrated the flesh. out. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Ah~" the driver yelled in a shocking voice, and rolled on the ground holding the broken leg, looking like he was in agony.

This noise is definitely not small, but this place is originally a place where filth and evil practices hide. The neighbors have long been accustomed to the various screams here, and no one will be troubled by it.

Feng Jun also estimated this in his heart, so he chuckled, "Did you remember...who sent you here?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a muffled "bang" and his body suddenly swayed.

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

Teacher Mei grabbed her and said, "He must be fine. Don't go down and cause trouble."

Feng Jun turned around and saw the leader holding a Glock pistol and staring at him with extremely hateful eyes.

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Seeing Feng Jun turn around, as if nothing happened, Ling didn't say anything and pulled the trigger again.

Feng Jun raised his foot and kicked it. A brick and a half flew up from the ground and hit the leader's chest squarely.

The leader's body tilted, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out again. Although the Glock pistol in his hand rang again, the bullet flew to nowhere.

"I'm still too talkative," Feng Jun smiled again, rushed forward, and smashed down the iron rod in his hand.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the leader's head suddenly exploded, like a burst watermelon, with red and white splashing everywhere.

This was Feng Jun's original intention in choosing the iron rod. Knives can also kill people, but they definitely don't look as shocking as killing people with an iron rod.

A master who has been licking blood from the edge of a knife all year round may not be frightened by a knife wound, but seeing the lethality of an iron rod, few people can accept it except in places where there are constant wars. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

Feng Jun deliberately did not handle these three guns. He wanted to see if the other party used the gun to scare people, or if he really dared to shoot at people.

If the other party fired a gun into the sky, he might also think about how to deal with these people. Since he was shot at him, he would feel at ease if he killed him again.

He smashed the heads of three people in succession. When it came to the fourth person, the man screamed desperately, in Chinese, "Spare your life, spare your life... We just want to grab some money."

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

"Really not," the man said incoherently with tears streaming down his face, "We are just that, that... kidnapping the fat sheep."

Feng Jun sighed, but he remembered that this guy was the one who dragged him out, "As a Chinese, you actually help outsiders to harm your compatriots, won't your conscience hurt?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"My father is not Chinese." This guy's mind was indeed a little unclear, and he even dared to say this. However, the next moment he realized his mistake and immediately made up for it, "I was brought up by my mother. , and have never harmed our compatriots!"

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

But the last sentence is haha.

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

Seeing that he finally killed people without raising a stick, these scumbags finally made up their mind, but many of them were so frightened that they became incontinent.

But in fact, Feng Jun has no intention of letting anyone go. He has already killed people. Is it necessary to kill a few more? &1t;i>&1t;/i>

He just didn't want to cause too much trouble here. Anyway, if he wanted to establish his authority, three lives would be enough.

Everyone was very cooperative in the following questions. Maybe they thought they were doomed before, but after seeing three tattered watermelons, they finally realized that living is actually the best thing.

But unfortunately, most people said that this was just an accident.

But the guy with the poison pin to frame him was smart enough.

He didn't speak English very well, but he still had no problem conveying his meaning clearly, "My lord, who are you going to testify against? Our commander may contact anyone...maybe he did it, and we can all testify for you."

At this point, perhaps he was worried that Feng Jun would not understand, so he even went so far as to explain in a superfluous manner, "He is dead anyway, so it is impossible to make an excuse."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"The desire to survive... is really strong," Feng Jun sighed, and knocked the other person unconscious again with a stick.

At the end of the inquiry, he didn't get any new clues, so he finally determined that he was just unlucky and encountered an accident.

Then he killed everyone one by one, leaving only two corpses in the local area - among them was the guy who could speak Chinese.

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

There were originally more than a dozen people in this yard, but only two corpses were left, with traces of fighting, brains, and plasma. The Siamese police must be very troubled, right?

He has no sympathy for these policemen at all, UU Reading www. uukaｎshu． ｎnet This is what they asked for - if it weren't for your inaction, would Bangkok be in such chaos?

Anyway, as long as he takes away the taxi driver's body 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 check the "nearby cameras".

As he expected, there were no cameras around. How could people who did these things look for trouble and leave evidence of their own crimes?

After disposing of the body, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he searched for nearby items and found unexpectedly that in a locked cabin, there were not only some gold jewelry, but also some heroin.

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

Along with the gold, there were still about 100,000 baht, but Feng Jun didn't take any of it. He didn't care about this money. He didn't like any trouble - even if most of these banknotes were old banknotes.

However, those seafood were quite interesting. They were packed in a large plastic bag, which was divided into several small packages, just like the small packages that framed him.

The packets are not very small, at least they are not specially designed for smoking. Each packet contains about ten grams, which is basically the level of "distributor purchase".

This can be taken away! Feng Jun put it away. His foundation in China was getting bigger and bigger, so he had to prepare some means.

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

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