It's a pity that the buffalo has completely made no sound, not even the ups and downs of its body. It seems to be completely dead. Puzana checked it up and down. There was only a very clear fist hard, and there was no big one.
caliber sniper round traces.
It’s really unimaginable to knock down a strong mad bull with one head, and it’s still a left fist. Is this still a human being? Puzana, who witnessed all this, looked at Lin Mo and his eyes changed. Are the Chinese planning to attack Thailand?
?Even such a terrible guy is released.
Lin Mo smiled at the Thai agent who rushed over, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Puzana.
A note with "Thank you!" was exchanged for a more sincere smile from the Thai agent. Faced with such a strong man, Puzana felt flattered.
"Ah, ah! My cow!"
A figure stumbled over from the street, pounced on the dead cow and howled loudly. The clothes on his body were somewhat torn and there were some skin wounds. He seemed to be crying extremely sadly. He looked like the owner of the buffalo.
Paitun thought that today must be his disaster day, so he drove his buffalo to an arranged family to plow the fields. As the world's largest rice exporter, farmers in Thailand had to find the buffalo again in order to reduce costs.
This gave Pai Tong an extra income.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into an alley, the buffalo seemed to be attacked or frightened by something. He went crazy on the spot, threw off the reins, knocked away his master, and started running rampant in the street.
Unexpectedly, before he had rushed a few dozen meters away, he heard a muffled sound, and saw the cow's hooves turning up in the distance, and the ground trembled for a while. Then when he came over to look, he found that his buffalo had been lying down on the ground.
There was a death cry on the ground. He couldn't believe it was true, but the mess on the street was caused by his own buffalo. God, what on earth happened?
"Hey! Who are you? Get out of here right now!"
A black gun was pointed at Paitun, and the gunman's tone was very unkind.
For a stranger to suddenly jump on the cow, it might pose a threat to the central government official, which made Puzana have to be extremely alert.
Today was unlucky enough, and accidents kept happening. If it happened again, he might not even be able to keep his job. Puzana did his best as a plainclothes bodyguard, pointed his gun at the buffalo owner, shouted loudly, and made a show of threatening
After kicking him, Lin Mo suddenly stopped him.
Instead, Lin Mo handed over a note to the cow owner who was crying on the cow as usual.
When Paitun was wiping his tears, he was almost scared out of his mind by Puzana's pistol, but a piece of paper suddenly handed over made him stop crying, wiped his eyes, and took it with trembling hands.
Come over and take a closer look.
"How much does this cost?"
How much does it cost? What does this mean?
He raised his head and looked at Lin Mo. The man who seemed to be a tourist had a smile on his face and nodded towards him.
Paitun lowered his head again, looked at the note in front of him, and suddenly realized something in his mind. He immediately understood what the other party meant. He burst into laughter on the spot, showing an expression of joy, and nodded hard at Lin Mo.
"Power, wow wow wow," he said, and stretched out three fingers to make a gesture with the number "three".
Three? How much is three? Three hundred or three thousand baht?
Lin Mo tilted his head, but still didn't understand. He simply took out all the Thai baht he had and stuffed it into the cow owner's hand. Anyway, he exchanged a lot of it, and there were a lot of large bills in denominations of 1,000 yuan.
It is enough to eat in the best restaurants and stay in the most upscale hotels.
The overjoyed cow owner Pai Tun, under the strange gaze of the Thai agent, boldly took the money, sorted them one by one, ignored the muzzle of the gun, and counted them openly.
Even if he had to take bullets, he had to keep his family fed. The livelihood of his family allowed Paitun to overcome his fear of facing a gun.
Maybe the notes Lin Mo sent over were enough, so the owner of the cow actually returned a lot to Lin Mo with a clear conscience, and at the same time indicated that the amount he had accepted was about 30,000 baht, equivalent to 6,000 yuan in RMB.
The fact that a dead buffalo could be sold at this price was enough to make Paitun secretly happy. He stood up and rolled his eyes at the bad guy with the gun pointed at him. He nodded and bowed to Lin Mo a few times before Shi Shiran turned and left.
, it’s a blessing in disguise, how could you know it’s not a blessing.
Lehehe hadn't gone very far when a miserable expression appeared on his face, and the hand holding the money was trembling. Damn it, that buffalo had caused trouble, and the masters of the misery were all eyeing him. He thought he could do it again when he turned around.
I bought two calves to raise, and now I have to pay for them. I don’t know how much I will have left. If I had known better, I should have asked for more.
Paitun seemed to have fallen from heaven to hell all of a sudden. Not only did he have to pay compensation, he also had to take his family to the temple to pray for the injured.
It is true that blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come singly. As for how the cattle owner cleans up the mess on the street, it has nothing to do with Lin Mo.
He held his chin and continued to bite the grilled squid as if nothing had happened. Lin Mo smiled at Puzana, shrugged, pointed to the dead buffalo on the ground, and then made a phone call.
gesture.
Lin Mo was not a professional on what to do with this dead cow. This guy had always cared about killing it and not burying it. Maybe it would be good to leave it to the people in the cafeteria to have a whole cow feast at night.
People who can be agents are not stupid. Puzana immediately understood what Lin Mo meant, took out his mobile phone and made a call. Sure enough, after a while, he saw a Chinese-made Jiangling Baodian pickup truck driving into the street.
Having already finished eating the grilled squid in his hand, Lin Mo threw the buffalo onto the pickup truck as if he was carrying a sack. His strength was so powerful that the onlookers were stunned.
"Don't worry! I will send it to the base..." With his mobile phone, Puzana found someone who knew Chinese.
Listening to the person in the earphones teaching pronunciation word by word, parroting what he has learned and selling it, he still likes to do things himself and never let others overstep his authority. If others do everything, then why should he be the leader?
this salary.
"ok!"
Lin Mo made a gesture, leaving the rest to the Thai agent anyway, and continued shopping. In his eyes, all the aerial beasts that were bigger and more ferocious than this one had been killed by Lin Mo himself, including the buffalo.
It's nothing, it's not even much higher than a chicken.
Even Lin Mo couldn't count the number of humans who died in Lin Mo's hands.
In the eyes of others, Lin Mo's actions were so thick that they were as thick as steel bars. But killing a large buffalo weighing almost a ton with one fist would make anyone want to touch his own small body. Is it enough?
A bit close to each other.
As Lin Mo left, there were suddenly fewer foreign tourists on the street.
"Hansen, this guy is definitely our target. He looks like a Marine?"
In a corner of the street, several white people carrying travel backpacks, holding a hiking pole in their hands, and wearing mesh non-slip and wear-resistant outdoor sports shoes were drinking drinks and seemed to be resting and chatting, while quietly looking at Lin Mo.
The figure still leaving leisurely.
"Okinets, don't underestimate him. After all, this man is from China's 'Dark Night' army, 'Dark Night'."
The white man with a scorched yellow beard and a fat belly had his eyes flashing from time to time. He couldn't help but say "dark night" again. He seemed to have a certain understanding of this Chinese army that was unknown to the outside world.
understanding.
"Is 'Dark Night' really that powerful? Is it more powerful than our 'Alpha' and 'Signal Flag'?" A young white man named Okinets, whose dark yellow hair was shaved down to only stubble, was drawn by the tropical
The sun makes the skin turn pink.
"'Alfa' and 'Signal Flag' are both action units put out by the General Intelligence Bureau to attract outsiders, while 'Dark Night' is China's secret force hidden behind the official facade. There is no comparison between the two. Don't look at 'Alfa'
In the eyes of outsiders, each of the "Signal Flags" is more capable than the last, but if you encounter people from the "Dark Night", unless you encounter our "GRU", ten of them may not be able to defeat one of them."
Hansen, who had a brown beard and a big beard, laughed and continued to stand where he was. He had no intention of continuing to follow Lin Mo. The buffalo just now had exposed several special operations personnel from other organizations who had accidentally exposed their weapons, which aroused the attention of the Thai people.
Please pay attention, I believe that if you continue to follow and observe rashly at this time, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble.
"How is this possible? Are all of them Terminators?" Okinets spread his hands, as if he didn't believe it. Hansen's words were too much beyond his expectations.
"Haha, isn't that right?" Another white man with long white-yellow hair pointed to the place where the big buffalo once lay on the street. There was already a slightly concave mark on the ground, exuding a strong fishy smell.
The cow's blood accumulated into a large pool of wet traces, and dark red blood stains could be seen in the grooves of the stone slabs.
Under the scorching sun, the smell of blood in the air became thicker and thicker, attracting a swarm of flies to hover around the blood stains. Order gradually began to return to the streets, and the unlucky cattle owners were surrounded by victims, asking for compensation one by one.
Those who received compensation, no matter whether it was more or less, enough or not, all left with smiles on their faces.
The injured person was sent to the nearest clinic for treatment with the help of others.
The miserable owner of the cow was left staring at the few solitary coins in his hand with wide eyes, wanting to cry without tears. The remaining money was not enough to buy a piece of steak, let alone a calf.
I no longer have the energy to cry.
If some kind person hadn't prevented this tragedy from happening and compensated him with money, he wouldn't have known what to do.
ps: Collect monthly tickets like crazy. Collect rewards like crazy. Don’t stop giving rewards every day.