People often have greater fear of ghosts than anything else. Not to mention a ghost with a body, those who are more courageous will have to tremble even if they watch a horror movie.
The man possessed by the little ghost suddenly looked ferocious. He raised his left hand and stuffed it into his mouth with a crisp "click" sound, and his middle finger was bitten to pieces. At this time, the movement in his mouth was heard.
It feels a bit like a dog is sending it when he bites his bones.
Crispy!
That's right, the middle finger he bit off and chewed it up and swallowed it whole, and a line of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"Vomit" The man next to him suddenly felt nauseous, and knelt down with a thud and said, "Brother, I said, I said, isn't it okay? You should stop quickly."
"I feel that the effect may not be enough. Do you believe it or not, I can let him eat himself?" Xiang Que said with a smile: "How about starting from the intestines? Breaking your stomach, pulling out the intestines and then
Put it in your mouth, probably won't bite when chewed."
"We are employed by Hong Kong Island and Hemao and have been working in Thailand. At noon today, we received instructions from there to kill a monk at Kidilong Temple. Apart from that, we really don't know anything.
"The man was frightened and a finger had already made him on the verge of collapse. What's the fucking effect when eating a piece of intestine?
"I didn't lie to me," Xiang Que asked lightly while smoking a cigarette.
"Tel, call you. There is our call record on it. If you don't believe it, you can check it. Brother, can you stop letting him eat it?" The man quickly took out his cell phone and handed it to Xiang Que.
Xiang Que took the phone and then asked the little devil to come back: "Get out, don't say you've seen me, do you understand?"
The man nodded quickly, and his body relaxed and a smell of urine came from under his crotch. He probably never wanted to see Xiang Que again in his life.
"My grass, where is the cold-blooded killer who agreed to be? He's so fucking timid." Xiang Que pinched his nose and turned around and left.
"Follow them, don't let them leave Chiang Mai and trap people. I'll send you a message when the time comes."
The little ghost followed the two killers silently with a "swoosh".
Open your phone, the address book is empty, the information is empty, there are no kidding tools such as WeChat and Momo, and the phone is simply blank. This kind of phone is convenient for contact and service, and the number must be fake. Just go straight after finishing the work.
Throw it, clean and neat.
Xiang Que directly used this mobile phone to call Situ Shengyun: "There are three things, listen to me, first, the mobile phone I am using now is a killer. More than an hour ago, he sent the Thai monk who raised the ghost.
Kill it, check the communication records of this phone number, this person said he did something for the Hong Kong Island and the United Pictures. The second thing is that after the monk died, Chiang Mai is almost martial law now, I guess
Shen Jianwei will definitely not be able to fly out. You can find a way to stabilize him. The last thing is that the dead monk secretly raises a little ghost. When you find someone to search for information, you can steal it out. These three things will be clear to me.
You can go back with Jianwei.”
"You don't have to worry about Jianwei. He has contacted me before. He is very safe." On the phone, Situ Shengyun reminded: "Persevere, you will fly back to China the morning after tomorrow. I have already contacted me.
Now, just wait for a chance.”
"I think the most dangerous place is the safest. It's too tiring to run around. What do you think?" Xiang Que grinned his teeth and smiled.
"Haha, you are not afraid of suffering or something, so just go and have fun."
"It's OK" Xiang Que hung up the phone, put his hands in his pocket, and walked alone under the night sky in Chiang Mai at night.
At this time, all the plants and trees in Chiang Mai were soldiers.
A great monk was shot and killed, and his influence was completely equivalent to the killing of a government official. Even among the Thai people, Chalun's death was even more difficult for them to accept.
The avatars of two Chinese people appeared in the streets and alleys of Chiang Mai, on the Internet and on TV. In addition to the police who were looking for them, many people were also looking for traces of Xiang Que and Shen Jianwei.
All the clues pointed to these two people. They were jinru went to the Chidilong Temple to steal things and had a conflict with Master Chalun. Soon after, Chalun was shot and killed. If you say that these two people are the most suspicious.
And Chalun has a very high reputation in Chiang Mai. I have never heard of him offended anyone. It seems that no one except those two people have a reason to shoot Chalun.
The black hand move was really a bit too harmful. Shen Jianwei Fei didn't return to China and Situ Ziqing was dragged for a long time and was helpless. When Zhalun died, it seemed that someone was looking for the little devil he wanted. This incident also became a headless case.
"What a fuck, humans can no longer stop these Thai Japanese from looking for me, right?" Xiang Que had already returned to Chiang Mai city. When he passed by a shopping mall, he saw the TV screen in the window playing.
He is wearing his portrait.
"Bang" Xiang Que picked up a brick from the ground and threw it directly towards the window.
The glass was not broken, and there was a layer of spider webs.
Passers-by looked at the person who smashed the window with bricks. Suddenly, many people thought he was a little familiar.
Suddenly, there was a riot around the mall. Several Thais took out their phones and dialed them out. Many people surrounded Xiang Que and stared at him.
The person's appearance is very similar to the person playing on the TV in the window.
"Pa" lit a cigarette for himself as if nothing had happened, leaning against the wall.
A few minutes later, the sirens sounded, and three police cars drove over and parked on the side of the road. A dozen policemen came over and took out their handcuffs when they saw Xiang Que and coerced him, and then stuffed him into the police car.
That's right, the most dangerous place Xiang Que said is the police station. Instead of running around outside, it's better to let the police take it away directly. At least he doesn't have to worry about safety in the police station.
In one day and one night, can the police be convicted of him directly and executed?
Late at night, Chiang Mai Police Station.
Xiang Que was handcuffed and locked in the custody room. Four policemen were facing him, looking at him seriously.
One of the policemen opened Xiang Que's passport, looked at it for a few times and asked in a bit stiff Mandarin: "Chinese? What are you doing when you come to Chiang Mai?"
“Travel, relax”
"Then why did you go to the Chidilong Temple to steal things?"
Xiang Que spread his hands and said helplessly: "Mr. Police, can you stop slandering me? Which eye did you see me stealing something?"
"The monks in the temple testified that you were seen by Master Chalun when you were stealing something. At that time, you had a conflict. When Master Chalun stopped you, you ran away. There were many tourists, pilgrims and
All the monks saw it.”
"Then call Master Chalun over and I'll ask him what I stole."