Siam is a very magical and magical country. It is said that 95% of the population here are very devout Buddhists.
In this place, under the lanterns, in the bright place, almost everyone is kind and enthusiastic, and it has the reputation of a paradise of freedom.
However, under the dark night, Siam is also a sinful city with frequent crimes, rife with pornography, gambling, drugs, and rampant violence. It is almost like a hell on earth.
Du Weiguo slowly put down his wine glass, stared at the dark alley not far away with interest, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Seeing his expression, the dark red light under the hotel beauty's glasses flashed past, she gave Du Weiguo a blank look, and said angrily:
"Duda, I said you can't just calm down and stop meddling in other people's business?"
Miss Hu has great eyesight and hearing. To a certain extent, she is omniscient. If Du Weiguo can notice, she will naturally be able to see things clearly.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, not wanting to argue with the big fox, and said in a calm tone:
"If the road is uneven, someone will plow it. If it's uneven, someone will take care of it. Hu Da, you eat slowly first, and then go back to the hotel. I'll go over and take a look at the excitement."
After Du Weiguo finished speaking, without waiting for Hu Da's answer, he waved to the shop owner and threw a few banknotes on the table:
"Boss, check out!"
Du Weiguo stood up and walked quickly towards the alley. In fact, he was not acting on a whim or with a strong sense of justice, but was simply curious.
Because among the thugs who kidnapped someone, one of them, Du Weiguo, had some impression that this guy was clearly the patrol officer under Officer Songpa who came to the hotel for questioning two days ago.
Good guy!
When I was a police officer, I was upright and responsible. But once I took off my police uniform, I started raping and kidnapping people on the street. Is this a proper black police officer?
The key is that he acted so blatantly and unscrupulously, committing crimes on the street without even covering his face. It is really rare.
Du Weiguo was very curious about this contrast. In fact, he especially wanted to know whether Sheriff Songpa, who seemed to be just and awe-inspiring, with sharp eyes, was involved in it.
Even though he was already familiar with the dark side of human nature, Du Weiguo was still full of curiosity about exploring human nature, and he really wanted to know.
To what extent can a person be two-faced? When talking about this topic, Du Weiguo also felt very sad.
Du Weiguo was originally a character who was so twisted that he was about to be torn apart. He was a time traveler with a system and the soul of an ordinary person. These two identities were always in a fierce battle.
Travelers who are capable of reaching heaven and earth will inevitably experience turbulent waves, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but the souls of ordinary people always pursue a peaceful and happy life.
Therefore, Du Weiguo's performance is also distorted. In Yang Caiyu's eyes, he is the most perfect husband, affectionate and dedicated.
In the eyes of Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan, Du Weiguo was a disgusting scumbag who only wanted to flirt with others but not bury him.
Du Weiguo can work tirelessly to complete his mission, risking death at any cost, but at the same time, he will resort to lynching for his own selfish desires and use all possible means.
Because he was very divided, Du Weiguo wanted to know what kind of person this police officer Songpa was.
There were a total of four men who carried out the kidnapping in the dark alley, all of them were strong, and their targets were a mother and her son.
The woman is probably in her 30s. It can be seen that she should have been a beautiful woman when she was young, but now she is just a fat and mature MILF.
The child was about 7 years old, with a tiger-like head and a very courageous mind. Facing several big men who looked like wolves and tigers, he actually dared to resist, kicking, hitting, and even biting them.
But how could women and children withstand a few strong men with weapons in their hands?
When one of the men pulled out a sharp knife, the resistance ended abruptly, and the woman and child were pushed deeper into the alley by several big men.
When Du Weiguo reached the entrance of the alley, several big men had already escorted the mother and son into a tuk-tuk at the entrance of the alley.
Tuk-tuk is a kind of tricycle unique to Siam, and it has become popular in this era.
The patrolman under Sompa quickly jumped into the driver's seat, started the three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove away quickly.
Du Weiguo frowned slightly, and the Nine Nether Lock in his hand suddenly shot out, nailing the roof of the third floor, the highest place in the alley.
Then he jumped into the air. While he was in the air, he did a beautiful front somersault and stood gracefully on the roof.
Du Weiguo was condescending, glanced at the street, and found the tuk-tuk. He was like the wind and chased after it without hesitation.
The hotel beauty was standing in the dark alley at this time, carrying a few skewers of chicken that had just been grilled and were sizzling with oil.
Seeing Du Weiguo move gracefully, like a dragon, he climbed up on the roof and disappeared, his tone was hateful:
"Exactly! In the public eye, you are flying over eaves and walls, looking at you. I think you are strong and arrogant, relying on force and self-respect. Just pretend, sooner or later you will be struck by lightning!"
Hu Da was right. At this moment, Du Weiguo was really flying over the roof and over the wall, with the help of Jiuyousuo and his super agility attribute.
Whether crossing streets or height differences between buildings, it became easy. Du Weiguo was like a weakened version of Spider-Man, flying on the rooftops of Pattaya under the cover of night.
The tuk-tuk, a three-wheeled vehicle unique to Siam, is small and flexible, and not slow. It takes about 30 minutes.
The tuk-tuk left the city and headed north, finally stopping at the seaside in the north of Pattaya City, near the entrance of a detached house near the Erawan Buddha Temple.
Standing on a big banyan tree about 2 kilometers away from this house, Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes slightly and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared again, he had already appeared on the roof of this house, making no sound.
This house is a common wooden structure house in Siam, but the area is not small, several hundred square meters, and there are front and rear yards.
At the gate of the yard, several big men drove the mother and son out of the tuk-tuk. Sompa's subordinate waved to one of the big men and said something.
The big man nodded immediately, drove the tuk-tuk and left, presumably to take care of the transportation.
Several of Songpa's men roughly dragged the mother and son into the yard. At this time, a man walked out of the house, neither tall nor short, with a calm demeanor. It was Songpa.
He said something in a low tone, and his man suddenly punched the fat woman on the back of the neck, causing the woman to fall softly to the ground.
Immediately, he knocked out the little boy without hesitation. The remaining two big men quickly picked up the woman and the child and walked towards the wooden house.
Sompa and his men said a few words in the yard, but Du Weiguo couldn't understand Siamese and was a little embarrassed.
"Damn, if I had known this, I would have brought the big fox with me. I don't understand the language. You don't even know what they are talking about?"
System dad, I have already rushed out of the country and gone global, and you are not going to give me a telepathic power. At the worst, you are also sending me a language translator? Bad review!"
Du Weiguo squatted on the roof and complained endlessly. He had no intention of going down to save people. He just wanted to follow and watch the show.
It was not an attack of Mary's disease, and he didn't understand it at all. Du Weiguo had never been a good person.
"There's nothing going on, so I'll just wait and see what happens. I'll treat it like watching a silent movie. I hope it's an interesting story."
Du Weiguo directly found a flat slope on the roof, lay down lazily, looked at the golden Erawan Buddha Temple not far away, and even lit a cigarette with a leisurely look.
Damn it, Du Weiguo has become as arrogant and lawless as he is now. It can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest melon-eater in history!
This house was close to the seaside, and the mosquitoes were so big and fierce that Du Weiguo had no choice but to take out the Hundred Animal Pills again. He had just upgraded the blinking skill at noon yesterday, and he was so exhausted from all the hard work that he actually fell asleep on the roof.
It was just getting dark when Du Weiguo was woken up by a roar coming from the yard. He rubbed his eyes and turned over to sit up.
Standing in the yard was a middle-aged Mediterranean man in his 40s, pointing his nose at Sompa and yelling and cursing loudly, with spit foam flying everywhere.
This Mediterranean was wearing a gray Lenin-style lapel short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, leather sandals with encapsulated feet, and a fan in his hand, a typical Siamese cadre look.
"Well, it seems that this bald man should be an official, Songpa's boss? This matter is getting more and more interesting."
Du Weiguo squatted behind the eaves, stroking his hair that was a little disheveled by the night wind, and murmured softly to himself.
The Mediterranean was furious. After roaring angrily, he put his hands on his hips and waited for a reply, but Sompa just said something in a low tone.
After he finished speaking, he took out a document and a pair of handcuffs from his trouser pocket, and handed them to the Mediterranean with a calm expression.
Mediterranean was stunned immediately, his face was as suffocated as pig liver, he couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept it either, he was extremely embarrassed.
As if Songpa had made up his mind, he took Mediterranean's hand, slapped the ID and handcuffs directly into his hand, said something in a calm tone, and then turned around and went back to the house.
The bald man chased after him for a few steps with an eager expression and shouted something. Songpa's face was cold and he turned a deaf ear to him. He ignored him and slammed the door shut with a bang.
Such a familiar scene couldn't help but bring back Du Weiguo's memories, and he smiled unconsciously, with a beautiful curve in the corner of his mouth.
If there is really no justice in the world, why not use violence for violence? This Songpa seems to be the way to go.
The Mediterranean man stood at the door of Songpa for a while, his expression changing, and finally a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he turned and left.
The man in the middle drove an old Ford car. Du Weiguo stood on the roof, looking at the car going away, and couldn't help but sneered.
After coming here for a while, there was still no movement in the room. Du Weiguo sighed and said in a faint tone:
"It seems that this Songpa must be a villain for the first time. He is really inexperienced. His hiding place has been exposed, and the negotiations have collapsed. Why don't you move quickly and stay there to die?"
I raised my hand and glanced at my watch. It was 5:20. At this time, the sun just jumped out from the distant horizon, extremely brilliant.
Du Weiguo sat down facing the rising sun, took out a box of cans from the space, pried it open with a small Tang knife, and murmured to himself vaguely while picking beef to eat:
"Well, just wait for an hour. If the fight doesn't start at 6:30, I will withdraw."
At 6 o'clock sharp, Du Weiguo, who was smoking on the ridge of the house, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand. Smoke and dust were everywhere on the road in the distance, and almost 10 tuk-tuks were rushing towards this direction.
On each tuk-tuk, there were about 4 or 5 men with ruthless faces, holding shiny Thai knives, and they didn't shy away from it.
At the very back of the tuk-tuk was an open-top jeep. Sitting in the passenger seat was a burly man with a dark complexion and a fierce face, and a huge golden Buddha amulet hung around his neck.
Du Weiguo only glanced briefly, then withdrew his gaze, curled his lips contemptuously, and muttered disdainfully:
"Damn, after a long time, it was just a bunch of club members wielding knives and guns, pecking each other, it's really boring."
At this time, there was finally movement in the wooden house under Du Weiguo's feet. Several men hurriedly ran out of the house, lay down on the wall to observe, and then started shouting loudly!
Songpa also rushed out of the house with a pistol in his hand. He first calmly observed the situation.
After a few deep shouts, several of his men immediately responded and ran into the house like a swarm of swarms.
The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong was heard in the wooden house soon. This was the sound of furniture and heavy objects blocking the doors and windows. Du Weiguo nodded and commented to himself:
"Well, it's not bad. It's not that stupid. If you stay in the house with a hostage in hand, you don't have to worry about fire attacks. If you hold on to the doors and windows and have a gun in your hand, you should be able to hold on for a while."
In such a short time, the mighty Tuk-Tuk convoy, carrying a large cloud of smoke and dust, had arrived at the door of the house.
The burly man with the golden Buddha amulet jumped out of the jeep, threw off his coat, went shirtless, revealing black tattoos all over his body, brandished a shotgun in his hand, and yelled viciously:
"~"
Upon hearing this, the horse boys holding Thai swords shouted loudly, with excitement on their faces, and rushed towards the courtyard gate in a swarm.
The wooden courtyard doors shattered instantly, and many of them climbed directly over the wall. These guys with long knives, ferocious expressions, and red eyes were like a group of madmen, roaring and pouring in like a tide.
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Du Weiguo on the roof lit another cigarette, glanced at it, curled his lips, and muttered disdainfully:
"Tch, they are another group of drug-taking lunatics. These gangsters in Siam really have no future."
"Dangdangdang~~"
These drug-addled swordsmen couldn't open the doors and windows, so countless Thai knives with cold light slashed hard at the closed doors and windows, penetrating like a gust of wind and rain.
"!"
At this time, the big man with the golden Buddha amulet strode in carrying a shotgun. When he walked to the door, he shouted and pulled the bolt of the gun hard.
The gangsters holding knives dispersed immediately, and the big man pulled the trigger toward the door of the wooden house without hesitation:
"Boom! Boom! Boom~"
The big man fired six shots at the door, clearing the shotgun bullets. At this time, the door was riddled with holes, and even the wooden chairs and cabinets blocking it inside were badly damaged.
The big man with the Buddhist amulet took a few steps back, took out the bullet from his trouser pocket and reloaded it, and yelled again.
All the Thai swordsmen suddenly rushed towards the door as if they had been given blood.