Seeing the fire quickly engulfing the car, Liu Qing took out a mobile phone and called the other party: "The person is dead."
"Your money will be received soon."
The other person replied and hung up the phone.
"I'm curious, how much money did they give you to betray the country and betray me?"
Suddenly, a voice resounded from the raging fire.
In Liu Qing's disbelieving eyes, he saw the car door being opened, a slender thigh taking a step forward, and then Li Wenchan walked out of the billowing fire unscathed.
"How can it be?"
Liu Qing's body stiffened and he looked at Li Wenchan as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, he discovered that there seemed to be an invisible barrier around Li Wenchan's body. The flames were within three feet of his body and could not penetrate even an inch.
Ignoring Liu Qing's shock, Li Wenchan moved his body and disappeared from the place in an instant.
When he appeared the next second, he was already a thousand meters away.
One kilometer per second, what is the concept?
The speed of the bullet is only five to six hundred meters per hour!
Li Wenchan is twice as fast as this, how terrifying is it?
He was immediately in front of the sniper.
This sniper had a thin build, dark skin, sunken eye sockets, and obvious Burmese features. When he saw Li Wenchan appearing in front of him, his face was full of horror.
"If you dare to shoot me, are you ready to die?"
Li Wenchan said, grabbing the sniper's neck like a chicken, then returned to the burning car and pushed him into the flames.
"ah--"
This sniper was just an ordinary person, how could he withstand it and let out heart-rending screams on the spot.
In less than five minutes, the sniper was burned alive and reduced to charcoal.
"Devil, you are the devil!"
Liu Qing's legs became weak and he fell to the ground. He was so frightened by these methods that his liver and gallbladder split.
"It's a joke. If I were just an ordinary person, I would be the one being burned to death now! I was just treating others in their own way."
Li Wenchan sneered.
Then, he used some tricks to interrogate Liu Qing. After getting useful information, he slapped Liu Qing to death.
…
Myanmar Night Market, in front of a nightclub crowded with people.
He dug this place out of Liu Qing's mouth.
Liu Qing was originally an intelligence officer who came to investigate the Eight-faced Buddha, but he failed to resist the temptation and accepted the money from the Eight-faced Buddha.
According to the current saying, he gave too much.
As for the whereabouts of the Eight-faced Buddha, Liu Qing did not know. The drug lord was cautious and secretive, and few people knew his hiding place.
But this nightclub is managed by one of the sons of the Eight-faced Buddha.
He came here just to catch the son of the Eight-faced Buddha and dig out the location of the Eight-faced Buddha from his mouth.
When he entered the nightclub, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
The nightclubs here are far more open than in China. On the stage, those enchanting and sexy women are dressed in extremely revealing clothes.
Surrounding the stage were men and women carnivaling, and under the dazzling lights, there was a scene of demons dancing wildly.
Li Wenchan did not go on a killing spree as soon as he came up, because Liu Qing told him that the son of the Eight-faced Buddha would only show up after eight o'clock every weekend.
It's not time yet, he doesn't want to scare people away.
So I sat at the bar, ordered a few drinks with the bartender, and waited silently.
This nightclub is a very famous place in Myanmar. There are customers from all over the world, so the bartender is also proficient in multiple languages, so communication is no problem at all.
Li Wenchan drank some casually, and suddenly several Burmese people came towards him and surrounded him. One of them said in broken Chinese: "Chinese people, how many drinks can you treat us to?"
"roll."
Li Wen didn't even want to pay attention to Zen theory.
He knew that when Chinese people go abroad, they often encounter bullying if they are alone, even in big countries with good public security, let alone small countries like Myanmar.
When ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, they lose money to eliminate disaster.
But who is Li Wenchan?
Will the King of Hell killed by Kunlun be a soft persimmon?
"Hey, what are you doing? This is our friend, get out of here!"
At this moment, a group of young men and women in their twenties came over, and one of them, a fat boy, yelled loudly.
Seeing so many people, a few Burmese people snorted coldly and dispersed.
"Brother, are you okay? My name is Xu Weizhou." Xu Weizhou scolded, "The Burmese people here are so virtuous that they bully the weak and fear the strong. If you are alone, they will come up to blackmail you, but if there are more people around you, they will
I don’t dare anymore.”
"Thank you, I'm Li Wenchan." Li Wenchan said.
This person came to help him out of kindness, so he was more polite.
After chatting for a while, Li Wenchan learned that they are all Chinese from Myanmar. There are millions of local Chinese in Myanmar, and they are a force that cannot be underestimated.
This Xu Weizhou was quite hospitable. When he heard that Li Wenchan was from China and was from Lin'an, he immediately offered to treat him to a few drinks.
"I didn't expect to meet a fellow villager. My grandparents are from Lin'an. I go back to Lin'an every year during the Chinese New Year!" Xu Weizhou said happily.
Li Wenchan happily agreed.
Anyway, idle time is idle, and Xu Weizhou just helped him out of kindness and won some favor from him.
Xu Weizhou and a few of his friends were considered the second generation of the little rich. They opened a booth in a good location for 30,000 yuan, and then ordered a bunch of wine for another 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.
"Brother, feel free to drink these, I'll treat you." Xu Weizhou said, patting his chest.
"Then I'm welcome."
Li Wenchan smiled. Although Xu Weizhou was a bit frivolous like a second-generation rich man, he was sincere and generous, which suited him very well.
"Brother, next time I come back to Lin'an, I will come and play with you."
"OK."
The two drank a few more drinks, gradually became familiar with each other, and exchanged phone numbers.
"Hey, isn't this our Mr. Xu? Why are you drinking here too?"
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in my ears.
Xu Weizhou looked up and saw a man and a woman. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was charming.
The smile on his face suddenly turned gloomy: "Yang Yu, Feng Xiaoting, you two bastards can come, but I can't come?"
"Young Master Xu wants to come, of course you can, but just opening a small booth is not in line with Young Master Xu's status. Is it a private room?"
"Does it have anything to do with you how I want to spend my money? If you have any questions, hurry up or don't bother us drinking."
"Haha, I don't have anything else to do. I just want to tell Mr. Xu that Xiaoting and I are planning to get engaged next month. If Mr. Xu is willing to come, I can leave a place for you."
Yang Yu kissed Feng Xiaoting next to him provocatively.
"You want to fight, right?"
Xu Weizhou's eyes turned red and he stood up suddenly, like a wounded beast.
"Young Master Xu, you have no ability, but you have a very bad temper. Do you believe that I will let the bodyguards here throw you out?" Yang Yu looked at Xu Weizhou with disdain.
Feng Xiaoting also said: "Xu Weizhou, it's easy for us to get together and get together. You'd better not mess with Yang Yu. You can't fight him."
Hearing such hurtful words from the woman he once liked, Xu Weizhou's teeth chattered.
"What's their grudge?"
Li Wenchan asked some of Xu Weizhou's friends.
After they explained it, they realized that they were love rivals and were chasing a girl named Feng Xiaoting together.
That Feng Xiaoting is a typical money-worshiping girl. She was with Xu Weizhou at first, but later she found out that Yang Yu's family was richer, so she ended up with Yang Yu. She was not a good woman.
It's just that Xu Weizhou is too infatuated and can't let go.
"Another reason why Yang Yu is so arrogant now is that he has a sister. His sister is the girlfriend of the nightclub owner. This nightclub owner is very powerful. He travels every day with more than a dozen bodyguards around him.
, I don’t know what he does.” A friend of Xu Weizhou explained.
"Old Xu, forget it, ignore him."
Some friends have already gone to persuade Xu Weizhou, knowing that Yang Yu is now powerful and should not be offended.
Although Xu Weizhou was unwilling to give in, he was afraid that if he was impulsive, his friends around him would suffer, so he endured it.
"Oh, coward."
Yang Yu looked proud and was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
It was Li Wenchan.
He looked at Yang Yu and said calmly: "Apologise to my friend before leaving!"
"Well? Who do you think you are, asking me to apologize to Xu Weizhou." Yang Yu looked at Li Wenchan with disdain.
"Me?" Li Wenchan thought for a while and said slowly, "I am someone you can't afford to offend!"
As soon as he said this, the whole place was in an uproar.
Xu Weizhou didn't expect that he would suddenly help him.
Several of his friends were a little dumbfounded. They felt that Xu Weizhou's new friend was a righteous man, but he was a little too immature, right?
You are a new comer to Myanmar and unfamiliar with the country. How can you fight with Yang Yu?
Even the local rich second generation like them can't afford to offend Yang Yu. Where do you get the confidence?
"This is trouble."
Several people looked at each other and knew that Yang Yu would definitely not give up.
Sure enough, Yang Yu's face was gloomy: "Boy, just what you said today, I won't let you out of the nightclub!"
"Yang Yu, if you want anything, come at me, don't come at my friend." Xu Weizhou said angrily.
"Hmph, I'll deal with him first, and then you!"
Yang Yu sneered and ran to talk to the nightclub manager.
The manager of the nightclub knew that he was the brother of the boss's girlfriend, so he brought a few thugs who were watching the scene and came over aggressively.
"It's them!"
Yang Yu pointed his finger.
These thugs were wearing black vests, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, and their arms were thicker than other people's thighs, making them intimidating.
Seeing them, several of Xu Weizhou's friends turned pale.
Xu Weizhou was also frightened, but he still gritted his teeth and stood with Li Wenchan, saying: "Brother, wait a moment and hide behind me. I'll try my best to block you. I'm fatter than you, so I can't resist a beating."
no problem."
"It's okay, just some big guys who look useless."
Li Wenchan sat there without even getting up. He picked up a few dice on the table and threw them away.