Chapter 1,048 I am a member of the Hidden Sect again
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Cheng Yu didn't know how many people were on the other side, so he walked forward quickly and spoke in English as he walked.
"Can you speak English?"
The other party was obviously stunned. He probably didn't expect that the person who arrived didn't speak Thai, right? In comparison, Thai people, especially those who run this kind of situation, shouldn't have much problem with simple English conversations.
So the man was just stunned for a moment and replied in broken English: "Who are you? How did you get in?" Since the distance between the two of them was already within five meters, Cheng Yu also saw clearly that there was a person opposite, Cheng Yu.
Yu continued to walk forward, and at the same time his hand touched his lower back, but he continued to say in English: "I'm here to find Claren, I am him
friends."
The other party said without thinking: "What are you asking our boss for?"
"I heard that Claren can help people smuggle people across the border and get real legal identities. Some of my friends need to come to Thailand and need legal identities." In the previous sentence, Cheng Yu meant that he was Claren.
friend, but the following words undoubtedly revealed that he didn’t know Claren at all, and the other party immediately became wary, even though the person didn’t even fully listen.
Understand Cheng Yu's words, after all, his English is so bad that he can only carry on simple conversations, such as smuggling, legal status and other words, he has no idea what they mean.
"Who are you?" The man's voice had dropped and he looked a little unhappy.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I'm here to make friends with your boss, and I'm here to give you money."
The other party could still understand this sentence, but he still didn't understand what Cheng Yu meant.
"Our boss has no interest in making friends. You'd better stop, otherwise I won't be polite."
Hearing that the other party's tone became stern, Cheng Yu didn't intend to politely ask where Claron was, so he simply pulled out the gun, stepped forward, and pointed it directly at the other party's chest.
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At this time, even though the room with only a huge swimming pool was still foggy and had only a little light, it did not prevent the man from seeing the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and at the same time, he could also see each other's faces clearly.
The man probably saw that Cheng Yu's face couldn't be Thai, or even South Asian. South Asians were rarely so fair. He would definitely be a little nervous when being pointed at a gun, but Cheng Yu could also tell that this man
It seems that there is not enough tension. This is probably the quality of the people under the big boss, right? It is different from the people in the casino just now.
I guess this is not the first time that this guy has been pointed at with a gun. But the person opposite can also see that Cheng Yu is not a religious man, nor is he a fool who thinks everything is safe just because he has a gun.
People put guns directly on each other's heads, but they don't know that the other person only needs
With a slight tilt of the head, the gun in his hand can be chopped off with one palm. The muzzle of Cheng Yu's gun was more than an arm's length away from him, and it was pointed at his chest. In this way, Cheng Yu only needed to shoot.
No matter how bad your marksmanship is, you can at least hit a certain part of the opponent's body without causing a fatal blow.
If the gun misses, it will not be easily avoided by the opponent in advance.
"Chinese?" The other party suddenly said something in Cantonese, probably based on Cheng Yu's appearance. Cheng Yu is not from the Greater Bay Area, but when Cheng Yu was in Los Angeles, he often needed to go to Chinatown, and in the United States
In Chinatown, the main language spoken among the Chinese is actually Cantonese, even though Chinatown in Los Angeles is the largest in the United States.
Mandarin is the most spoken language in Chinatown, but there are still many old immigrants and their descendants who communicate in Cantonese.
Therefore, Cheng Yu can really understand Cantonese and can speak it fairly well.
"Yes, from Hong Kong Island." Cheng Yu replied in Cantonese.
The other party chuckled softly: "Don't be ridiculous, your accent sounds like a Yankee, and you can learn it well. Who are you?" When Cheng Yu saw that the other party could tell that his Cantonese was not standard, he also
Stop pretending, and since the other person can speak such standard and fluent Cantonese, there is a high probability that he is from the Greater Bay Area, and is only about thirty years old, so he will not listen.
I don't understand Mandarin. "Well, I thought my Cantonese was pretty standard. Since I'm also Chinese, I don't need it." Cheng Yu shook the gun in his hand, spread his hands, and then put the gun
Push it back behind you. This time it’s Pu
call.
The other party looked at Cheng Yu suspiciously and said in Mandarin with a clear Cantonese accent: "What exactly do you want to do?"
At this time, Cheng Yu realized that the other party probably didn't understand the English sentence. He probably could communicate simply and didn't know the meaning of slightly unfamiliar words, right?
"Let's talk, but it's too dark in here."
The other party hesitated for a moment, probably because they were all Chinese, then nodded and said, "Follow me."
With his hands behind his back, the man walked towards the direction he came from without worrying that Cheng Yu was behind his back.
Cheng Yu followed behind and soon saw a curtain on the wall at the end of the swimming pool. The curtain was very low, but the light inside could already be seen through the gaps around it.
Even though the other party was a Chinese, Cheng Yu was still very cautious, fearing that there would be someone else ambushing him inside, so he slowed down his pace.
"It's okay, come in. There is no one else. I am alone here during the day." The man raised the curtain and walked in first, then stood by the door and raised the curtain so that Cheng Yu could see inside.
"My name is A Liang, what do you want to call me?"
"My surname is Zhong." Cheng Yu, of course not telling the truth, stepped through the door.
Ah Liang put down the door curtain, kicked off his slippers, and walked towards the only table in the room.
The house is not small, about thirty square meters, and there is a simple small bed inside, but it is obviously not for sleeping, that is, for temporary rest.
There are many cabinets around, metal ones, just like the old filing cabinets. There are a lot of them, and I don’t know what is in them.
There was a round table next to the bed, with beer and some snacks on it. A Liang walked to the bed, kicked a chair, and sat down on the bed: "Sit down and drink."
Cheng Yu was not polite. He walked over and pulled out the chair and sat down. He picked up a bottle of beer and pulled the tab.
"Mr. Zhong, now let me tell you why you are here." A Liang took a sip of beer, and his lips were full of beer foam. Only then did Cheng Yu really see A Liang's face clearly. It was very ordinary, and it made people look at it.
It was hard to have any deep impression after that. My skin was not as dark as that of Thai people, but it was not as fair as his. It was in line with the characteristics of the Greater Bay Area.
point.
A Liang was also looking at Cheng Yu, peeling a peanut in his hand. "It seems that you didn't understand the English sentence just now. I came to find Claren and found out that he is the owner of this nightclub. Although it is a bit presumptuous,
But there is no way. Several of my brothers in China have committed crimes and are wanted. I heard
It is said that Claren can help people smuggle people into the country and get their real legal identities in Thailand, which are the real identities of those who are dead but have not been cancelled, and whose photos can be changed in the archives." Cheng Yu
What he said was very clear, but A Liang smiled and said: "You don't look like someone who lives on the Tao. Although I can feel that you are in danger, I may not be able to beat you, but you are not as good as a Taoist."
Temperament.you
Not telling the truth. Moreover, I am not afraid to tell you that Claren can indeed help people smuggle people across the border and get the legal status you mentioned, but he has no ability to help people smuggle people across the border from anywhere in China. His ship cannot reach China.
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"I won't tell you my identity, but I do need Claren to help my brothers smuggle themselves across the border. They can cross the border to Vietnam. I think it should be fine if Claren helps people smuggle people from Vietnam to Thailand, right?"
This should be the answer A Liang expected, but he still didn't believe that Cheng Yu would have a brother who needed to be smuggled across the border.
"It's difficult to discuss this matter without knowing your identity."
Cheng Yu thought for a while and said, "I am their lawyer, and they are not some vicious little mules with knives on the streets."
A Liang threw the peeled peanuts into his mouth, chewed them and said with a smile: "If you don't tell the truth, I really can't help you."
Cheng Yu was a little unhappy. He said with as ferocious a face as possible: "Then I'll break your hands and feet first, and then let you talk. What do you think?"
A Liang laughed loudly, picked up the beer, took a big sip, and then motioned to Cheng Yu with his eyes to let him drink too.
Cheng Yu had no choice but to pick up the wine bottle and took a big sip. His lips were foaming. "You won't do anything to me unless you have to, although you may indeed be able to do what you said. In Kela
In Lun's territory, no one has ever dared to threaten me like this. The reason why I said you didn't tell the truth,
It’s because no lawyer can do what you say.”
"I can!" Cheng Yu leaned forward and put pressure on A Liang.
A Liang was not afraid at all and just said: "So you are not a lawyer!"
"Does it matter who I am? What's important is that I don't mean to be an enemy of you. I just need Claren's ship and his energy in the police. I need several legal identities."
"How many?" A Liang asked quickly.
Cheng Yu said without hesitation: "Four."
It seemed that he was satisfied with the speed of Cheng Yu's answer. A Liang seemed to believe Cheng Yu's words. Taking another sip of beer, A Liang grabbed a few peanuts and peeled them. He raised his eyes from time to time to observe Cheng Yu and thought for a long time.
He said: "It's strange, I've never felt this way. You look thin and tender, and you don't have much muscle. For a pretty boy like you, I can usually hit ten with one hand. But you gave me a
The very dangerous feeling makes me feel that if I fight with you, I will be beaten badly. This feeling is very strange, but I am indeed a person with a very keen sense of danger, so I believe in this feeling.
I also rely on this feeling of mine. In the past thirty years, I have relied on this feeling to avoid many disasters. So, who are you? I
This person, if he doesn't understand something, he won't want to talk."
Cheng Yu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, do you talk less now?
"You should really trust your feelings. I don't know how skilled you are. I only know that I can beat ten of you ordinary humans."
A Liang's expression changed slightly.
Cheng Yu thought to himself that it seemed that he could only use the hidden door trick to deceive people again, and he didn't know if A Liang would believe it.
"Actually, I am from the Hidden Sect."
A-Liang took a breath of cold air, and his body suddenly straightened up. A burst of energy seemed to suddenly appear on A-Liang's body, making his figure that looked a little rickety just now become stronger.
No wonder this A Liang dared to say that he could fight ten of them. It seemed that he really had something.
"People in Yinmen also use guns?" This should be A Liang's last suspicion.
Cheng Yu smiled and took out the gun from his back. He dismantled it into a pile of parts in front of A Liang and threw it on the table. "This gun is not mine. I just wanted to inquire about it."
Claren was pointed at a gun. I cut off his hand and took his gun. Isn’t this because it would be simpler and more straightforward to get a gun?”
