This is a man wearing a black cloak, and a man's face covered with hair is exposed under the cloak hat.

Wang Qiang became more and more familiar with this face the more he looked at it. Although his face was covered by long hair, he still recognized it:

"Bababa Song?"

The cape man was Basong. His expressionless face was like a dead person, and his green eyes were staring at Wang Qiang coldly.

Before Wang Qiang had prepared the urine, he suddenly burst out. He shouted in a trembling voice: "Aren't you dead?"

"Ha..." Basong made a deep breath in his throat, and his mouth and nose were suffocating stench.

"Ka!"

He suddenly stretched out a big hand covered with long hair and grabbed Wang Qiang's neck. Wang Qiang hurriedly broke Basong's hand with both hands, but he couldn't even break it. Basong's hand seemed to be hit by iron!

What made Wang Qiang feel even more cold is that there was no warmth on Basong's hands, as if it was a corpse...

Yes! Basong is dead! He was blown to death by my cousin and I! Why did he appear here?

Could it be that he...scissed?

Come and ask me for my life?

Wang Qiang was so scared that he was so scared that he was taken out of the toilet by Basong choking his neck and carrying a little chicken.

He wanted to call for help but couldn't make any noise at all. He wanted to resist but couldn't even use any energy.

In this way, Wang Qiang was strangled by Basong and led to the alley outside the bar.

There are several street ladies standing in the alley and are hooking up with passing men.

There is no need to be surprised to see anything happening in the dark corner of Chiang Mai under the night sky. Basong pinched Wang Qiang and walked out. The street ladies at most took a glance and focused on the passing men.

Basong just pinched Wang Qiang and walked to the depths of the alley, where his master was waiting.

With a "thump", Wang Qiang was thrown to the ground like a throw of garbage, and his bones almost dispersed.

Wang Qiang covered his neck and coughed violently. Although Basong did not pinch his neck anymore, he was very rational and did not shout for help. Before someone came to save him, Basong could kill him a hundred times. Let's talk about it...

Who can save him?

Lying on the ground, Wang Qiang saw a pair of big black feet wearing straw sandals. He looked up and found that it was another man wearing a black cloak. This man was very short, but his whole body exuded a cold evil spirit. Wang Qiang shivered in a creepy voice: "Big, big, big brother, what do you call him?"

The man stretched out a pair of black hands that looked like braised chicken feet and lifted up the cape, revealing a head that was more skinny than a skeleton.

The two deep sunken eye sockets emitted a creeping green light, staring at Wang Qiang like a poisonous snake:

"I'll call him Wang!"

"Brother Wang," Wang Qiang habitually shook his tongue: "It is better to resolve enemies than to make them! You see, we have no grudges, are there any misunderstandings? I don't know how to offend you..."

"You kill Basong!" His Wang's voice was like scratching the glass with his fingernails, which made Wang Qiang feel bleak.

"No, no, no, it's not me, it's Mr. Bei!" Wang Qiang blamed the blame without hesitation: "Do you know that Mr. Bei? He has been doing well in China, and he has a lot of injustice and debt. I support you to go to China to seek revenge on him!"

"You are his brother, and blood is thicker than water!" He Wang sneered: "With you in your hands, am I afraid he won't come?"

"Share you! Show me!" Wang Qiang quickly explained: "I have been in Chiang Mai for eight years, and we rarely walk around!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" He jumped twice with a rhythmic look in the corner of his eyes. He had never met such a poor person.

He took out his cell phone, and he entered a familiar number, and the phone rang and was answered:

"Hey, guess."

Cha Guai? Chiang Mai Police Chief Inspector Wang Qiang’s eyes widened: Damn, I remember you!

"Yes, it has been refined!" He Wang smiled proudly: "Wang Qiang is in my hands, please contact Bei Long!

"Yeah, um... OK, I'll wait for you!"

After hanging up the phone, he Wang made a gesture, and Basong, who had been silent, grabbed Wang Qiang's neck again.

After a while, his cell phone rang, and hewang took Basong and Wang Qiang out of the alley.

A police car was parked at the entrance of the alley, and Hewang and Basong took Wang Qiang into the police car. The girls at the streets were not afraid at all. They all paid enough protection fees. When they saw the police car, they not only did not run away, but also laughed and pointed at them.

"Master, congratulations on your completion!" Chachai was in the police car's compartment, and the front row was separated by an independent space, so Chachai didn't need to hide it and saluted him directly, and asked with a smile: "Master, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came out of seclusion? I'll send a car to pick you up!"

"It takes three years to refine it in the records left by the ancestor. It only took me a few months, and it was indeed a bit sudden." A hint of complacent smile appeared on his shriveled old face: "Have you contacted Beilong?"

"Master, a lot of things happened during your retreat..." Chachai said carefully: "It's better to..."

"I said," his face darkened, and his eyes emitted a creeping green light: "Have you contacted Beilong?"

"Yes, yes!" Chachai felt that the poisonous snake was staring at him and his back became cold. He hurriedly begged: "Master, don't be angry. I am thinking that you have worked hard to retreat. I have arranged some entertainment programs for you at home!

"When you get home, you can enjoy it first, I will contact Beilong immediately!"

"Don't make arrangements for me!" Hewang glared at Chachai fiercely and said sternly: "I only want a virgin!"

"Yes, yes!" Cha Chai breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and said in panic on his face: "I guarantee that they are all virgins!"

Wang Qiang, who was strangled by Basong, was breathless and squirted by ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart: Beasts!

...

In Chachai's mansion, he saw a group of ragged young ladies, and he smiled with his black and shriveled lips.

"Master," Chachai said carefully next to him: "I don't know if I should say it or not..."

He glanced at him coldly: "Speak!"

Cha Guai looked around and said mysteriously: "It's not convenient here, master, let's talk..."

He Wang snorted impatiently, but Chachai was his loyal lackey. Since he was so cautious, it was obvious that things were extraordinary. He Wang followed Chachai to a room, stopped at the door of Chachai, and looked at Basong and Wang Qiang who were inseparable from him: "Master, this matter cannot be known to the third person..."

Tawang frowned: "Basong is not a human."

Wang Qiang: "..."
Chapter completed!