Chen Mo looked at Bai Xiaotian standing on the roadside, shook his head and was speechless.
This gesture of reaching out really doesn’t have much effect!
A gray-haired old man extended his thumb to ask for a ride. The chances of getting a ride were damn good! Maybe one out of ten old ladies driving by would stop and agree to a ride.
Bai Xiaotian looks ordinary to begin with. Even after he has been cleaned up, he is still not handsome at all. He is just an old man with some energy. He would be damned if he can attract an old lady.
Now, if you don’t have long legs and a curvy figure, how can you succeed in hitchhiking if you’re not a woman?
Even if you want to attract an old lady, you should dress fashionably and show as much as possible that you are not good-looking but have a good mental state, and you may be able to get on the bus.
Sure enough, these two cars did not disappoint Chen Mo. They did not stop at all and drove past them at high speed.
"Gan!" The hitchhiking gesture changed from the thumb raised to an internationally accepted gesture, with the middle finger raised.
Bai Xiaotian looked at the smoke spraying from the rear of the car and was really speechless. Even if he didn't agree to ride, there was no need to speed up. He felt like he was not a hitchhiker, but a car gangster.
He turned around and smiled awkwardly at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo chuckled, said nothing, and continued walking along the road.
He had already scanned the car that had just passed by, and found that there was a driver in the car, and two middle-aged men and women sitting in the back seat of the car. It seemed that there was no parking, or maybe it was because of lack of space.
The two middle-aged men and women seemed to be the kind of people with some modest assets, so it was impossible to crowd together.
Chen Mo didn't care either. There were people who were willing to take a ride and some who weren't. He couldn't let the whole world revolve around him.
Since it is not a beautiful knife, then there is no one to like, so it doesn't matter if you can't get on the bus, just move on. As for discussing with the car owner to make it easier for the two of them to hitch a ride, in fact, Chen Mo has already had the intention
, even if he didn't stop, he would already have a few stones in his hands.
If you don't stop, it depends on whether the vehicle's tires are strong or not.
However, this kind of intention also depends on the person's choice, at least to discuss with the guy who doesn't seem to want to be a good person. As for other people, there is no need to discuss.
As I continued walking forward, I heard the sound of an engine coming from behind again. It was a minivan.
Bai Xiaotian took action again and made the minivan stop.
The driver was bawling for a while, and Chen Mo had black lines all over his head. He really couldn't understand what was being said, because one of them had a problem with his speaking speed, and he had never learned Siamese.
But Bai Xiaotian would say, and the driver would also make a loud noise, and finally after he took out some banknotes to pay the driver, Chen Mo would signal.
Since Siamese has a lot of monosyllabic words, you will feel that when Siamese people speak, they jump out word by word, which makes it a bit uncomfortable to listen.
The two of them got into the truck compartment. Bai Xiaotian came forward and thanked the driver. Chen Mo also followed behind, clasping his hands to express his gratitude, and the truck continued to move forward.
The minivan is a single-row minivan, so although three people can fit in it, the space is relatively small, so they are all squeezed into one place, which is uncomfortable.
Moreover, the driver of the pickup truck still had a cigarette in his mouth and smoked it all the way, making the entire pickup box smell of smoke.
This made Bai Xiaotian feel embarrassed for a while, and he gave Chen Mo a slight signal to ask him to bear it a little longer.
Here in Siam, smoking cessation is relatively strict. Smoking is not allowed indoors or in areas such as transportation hubs. However, here in Trat, especially on the highway, smoking is naturally not controlled.
Chen Mo used a talisman for himself to directly isolate the smoke, so it didn't matter. As for Bai Xiaotian, it shouldn't be a problem if he breathed in second-hand smoke. He just told himself to be patient, so he himself
It can definitely be tolerated.
One was a former transcendent, and the other was a monk in the foundation-building stage. The two of them were squeezed into the small truck cab, and there was no one else left!
The main reason was that the rescue was a bit urgent, and Bai Xiaotian had not contacted any relevant intermediaries. Those who could provide help were all in the Man City area, but not in the Trat area.
Therefore, only by quickly arriving in Trat Province, then getting on a plane and arriving in Manchester, will there be additional help, such as vehicles and manpower.
Chen Mo was a little speechless at Bai Xiaotian beside him. If he were alone, he would have arrived in Manchester City long ago, but what to do now, he can only hold on.
The two of them had nothing to talk about. The three of them and the driver were silent all the way, their bodies swaying as the truck drove. Since there was no danger or anything like that, he did not use his spiritual consciousness, but closed his eyes.
Recuperating.
About half an hour passed like this, when suddenly a gunshot was heard from the front of the truck.
"Boom!"
Chen Mo frowned, isn't it said that the security here in Siam is okay? Why are there gunshots now?
Before he could say anything, the car turned a corner and stopped. He didn't even use his consciousness, and his eyes could clearly see what was happening in front of him.
Grain covet
Half an hour ago, the car that was not carrying Chen Mo and the other two people had been intercepted. The driver lay in a pool of blood, while two middle-aged men and women were kneeling on the roadside shivering.
And that gunshot might have been the sound made when the driver was killed.
Now, Chen Mo's minivan is only about a hundred meters away from the car, but after passing the big bend just now, there is a straight road, and you can clearly see what's ahead.
A dozen burly men, wearing hoods and holding weapons in their hands, were searching the cars of middle-aged men and women, seemingly looking for something.
At this time, the small truck was intercepted by two burly men with weapons.
"Sir...!" Bai Xiaotian looked at the front and the two people intercepting the truck with a somewhat ugly face, then turned around and wanted to say something to Chen Mo.
But Chen Mo waved his hand and said: "Take a look first, don't make any sound."
Bai Xiaotian nodded to show that he understood. He reached out and quietly took out his gun, loaded it, and was always ready to fight back.
Although the time to rescue Juno was tight, he couldn't say anything now that there were more than ten people blocking his way. As long as it didn't hinder him, it didn't matter if he waited.
Anyway, the people in the car did not carry him, and he did not need to rescue the two of them.
"Head! Found it!" A strong man carrying weapons on his back took out a document bag from the car. It seemed to contain some documents. After looking through it, he handed it to the person who had been standing in the middle of the road.
The man took it and looked at it, then turned over it one by one and nodded to his subordinates.
The subordinate did not move, but asked again: "There is a small truck behind, and it was stopped not far away. What should I do?"
After thinking for a moment, the leader made a gesture of slitting his throat and said, "Take care of it! It happened that two cars were involved in a traffic accident, and they were all burned."
"Yes!" As soon as his subordinates heard this, they took action immediately.
The leader turned around and entered a jeep parked on the side of the road.
The subordinate first motioned to the two big men on Chen Mo's side to cut his throat, then turned around and took out a jug of liquid from another jeep, and quickly stepped forward with several masked men.
Two middle-aged men were kneeling on the ground, crying and begging to be let go. However, when they approached, they knocked them unconscious with a knife in each hand.
Everything this group of people did was presented one by one in Chen Mo's consciousness.
Therefore, when the hooded man slashed his throat, Chen Mo knew that he had to exercise appropriately!
I sighed in my heart, I really have a bad physique.
Along the way, I have encountered so many embarrassing things.
Think about it, since I left Siem Reap, I have been not only besieged, but also attacked by extraordinary beings, as well as ordinary people. They were either bombs or RPGs.
There was even a missile that fell from the sky at the end!
This is something Chen Mo has rarely encountered. Even in the Sankang Zone, it is just the kind of big thunder buried underground.
Then, there are all kinds of robberies, things snatching, etc.
Damn it, did you encounter such a bad thing only after digging up the ancestral graves of Cambodia?
Chen Mo was stunned and seemed to have thought of something!
Can’t Zu Liming be called the ancestor of Cambodia? Didn’t the Khmer Empire he established at that time, that is, the Angkor Dynasty, be regarded by people in Cambodia as their orthodox history and inheritance?
I went to the place where Zu Liming buried himself and wiped out all the good things in it. Isn't this like digging someone else's ancestral grave?
Um!
Thinking about it this way, it seems that what happened in the past few days is nothing to be angry about. It is just some retribution after digging the ancestral grave. Maybe after this kind of thing, it will disappear in the future.
Isn't it? Zu Liming has disappeared into smoke now, and even a little bit of soul power has been swallowed up by him. If he wants to be resurrected, don't even think about it.
I was thinking about the golden armguard I got, which is a good thing, and the magic fruit. As long as I know someone, I will become crazy and try every means to get it.
These have become things in my pocket, hehe! This is a very worthwhile trip to dig up the ancestors' graves!
Thinking about it this way, the things I encounter now are nothing. They are just some clowns jumping around in front of me, so I just need to spend some time to deal with them.
When he saw two masked strong men approaching the minivan with firearms in hand, he put his mind back and opened the door without further delay and walked out.