By the time this Burmese guy wakes up, it's already difficult for his dim-witted brain to survive in this harsh and complex environment. Now his vision is a little blurry, possibly due to the sequelae of a mild concussion.
He looked at the three people in front of him in a daze, and opened his mouth to shout, "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead. His whole body was so shocked that he didn't even dare to fart. All the words that had reached his lips were swallowed back into his stomach.
Prime Minister Long held a gun and stood guard with his eight fingers. Lin Kun moved a stone, sat in front of the middle-aged Burmese man, and said with a smile: "Next, I will ask you a question. Can you answer the question?"
?”
The middle-aged Burmese man nodded vigorously and whispered in agreement, "Okay..."
"How many minions of Nguyen Thong Agu are there in total?"
"About eight hundred people."
“Where is Nguyen Thong Agu?”
"It should be in his private building."
"Take us there."
"This, this..."
"Um?"
Lin Kun was confused, and the smile on his face was slightly stunned. The middle-aged Burmese man looked embarrassed, but also had a deep fear, and whispered: "I have told you so much, if you are attacked by Lord Ruan Tong
I know he will definitely kill me, I can’t take you to find him, I really can’t.”
Lin Kun smiled and said: "That's good, when we see him, we will say that you let us in."
"You, you can't say that, not only will I die, but my family will also be killed." The middle-aged Burmese man was afraid. His mind, which was not very smart, was filled with the tragic deaths of his family members.
He looked like he was trembling all over, and he was about to get strangled, but luckily Long Daxiang's slap came in time...
Snap!
The middle-aged Burmese man covered his face. This slap made him wake up. He looked at Lin Kun, then at Eight Fingers and Long Daxiang, and finally he sat limply on the ground.
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Although the night is already deep, Ruan Thong Agu is not tired. He likes the night. The overwhelming darkness gives him a sense of security, especially in his own kingdom, which has iron walls and iron walls.
Bi, he is not afraid even if a group of troops comes.
A hero cannot be without beauties by his side. The most indispensable thing in this kingdom is women, and in his arms, Ruan Thong Agu, there are always all kinds of women, not only women from China, women from Myanmar, women from Vietnam, and women from Thailand
women, and some European women, some of whom committed heinous crimes in the outside world and came to seek asylum. As long as they were beautiful, they could give their bodies in exchange, and some of them were bought from outside by people who paid a lot of money.
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Ruan Tong Agu often compared himself with the emperors of ancient China. He believed that the Chinese emperors had so-called three thousand beauties in their harem. He alone had 300 beauties who slept with him day and night. His body was a little overwhelmed. Three thousand...
No wonder those emperors were short-lived.
At this time, four extremely beautiful women were lying on Ruan Thong Agu's large and comfortable bed. These four women were from different countries and each had their own beauty.
Ruan Tong Agu recently took deer blood pills, and every night he wanted to poke a hole in the bed. Just now, the dragon spirit and tiger burst out violently, which impressed all four women. At this moment, the four of them lined up with their legs spread.
, they couldn't close together, they were too sleepy and tired, and they were all snoring slightly for a week.
Ruan Tong Agu's dick was touching proudly. Ever since he took the deer blood pills, he had never been braver before. It used to last for three minutes at most, but now it takes at least thirty minutes.
The night outside the window was like silk, and Nguyen Thong Agu was holding a cigar in his hand. At this time, the door of the room knocked, and the bald man who had been with Nguyen Thong Agu at the Colosseum during the day walked in.
After the bald man entered the room, he lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look at the women with exposed skin on the bed. Ruan Tong Agu often said that brothers are like brothers and sisters, and women are like clothes, but everyone under him knew that this statement was limited to his brother Ruan
Tong Amu and the rest of the people could immediately tell their displeasure from his face if they took one more look at him.
Previously, there was a younger brother who he paid attention to, and he originally intended to promote the young man, but because the young man was talented, handsome, and got hooked up with a harem that he had neglected for a long time, Ruan Thong Agu immediately executed the woman
, and said in front of all the brothers that brothers are like brothers, women are like clothes. At that time, everyone thought that their eldest brother was so heroic, but a few days later, the talented and romantic younger brother
He died miserably...
From then on, everyone understood what Ruan Thong Agu meant. You are not allowed to get involved with my woman, even if you have eaten enough and don’t want her anymore. Otherwise, you will die.
Ruan Tong Agu looked at the bald head and said with a smile: "How is it? Do you have any good news for me?"
Baldhead said: "Everything has been arranged, just waiting for that kid to throw himself into the trap."
Ruan Tong Agu said with a smile: "Okay, let's just wait and see. As long as the guy named Lin is in the mountains of Grawu, he will definitely try his best to sneak in."
The bald man said: "Brother, all the thirteen eunuchs under me have returned to their positions. The Eight Vajras will be back tomorrow, and the Four Heavenly Kings are also on their way back."
Ruan Tong Agu smiled and sighed, "I have spent so much manpower for a man named Lin. This 100 million is really hard to make..." As he said that, he turned around and looked out the window, sighing quietly.
Said: "Amu, brother is going to avenge you!"
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The middle-aged Burmese man's legs were dangling, but he was still dragged and helped by Eight Fingers and Long Daxiang to reach the small building where Ruan Thong Agu lived.
There was a faint light shining in the window upstairs, and there was someone guarding the place outside. One of the two men responsible for guarding was taking a nap against the wall, and the other was playing with his mobile phone.
The four of them hid under a big willow tree nearby. Lin Kun looked at the middle-aged Burmese man. The middle-aged man trembled and whispered: "They usually change the guard every two hours. It's almost three o'clock now." Okay, people from get off work will be here soon."
Lin Kun said: "Do you know them two?"
The middle-aged Burmese man trembled and said: "I know, I know, one of them is from the same hometown as me."
…
"Hey, you two haven't changed your shift yet?" The middle-aged Burmese man walked towards the door of the small building, followed by Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi. His legs were shaking all the time, supported by Long Da Xiang and Ba Zhi.
His arms and legs were almost on the ground.
The man playing with his mobile phone stopped with a cold expression on his face. The other man who was leaning against the wall and taking a nap opened his eyes and said, "Karal, what are you doing here?"
As he said this, the man saw the middle-aged Burmese man's legs and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"