Seeing that the fire quickly engulfed the car, Liu Qing took out a mobile phone and called the other side: "The person is dead."
"Your money will be received soon."
The other side replied, and hung up the phone.
"I'm curious, how much did they pay you to betray the country and betray me?"
Suddenly, a voice resounded from the raging fire.
In Liu Qing's unbelievable eyes, he saw the car door was opened, a slender thigh took a step forward, and then Li Wenchan walked out from the raging flames unscathed.
"How can it be?"
Liu Qing's body was stiff, and he looked at Li Wenchan as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, he realized that there seemed to be an invisible barrier around Li Wenchan's body, and those flames were three feet around his body, making it difficult to penetrate an inch.
Ignoring Liu Qing's shock, Li Wenchan disappeared from the spot instantly when his body moved.
When he appeared in 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 or six hundred meters per hour!
Li Wenchan is twice as fast as this, how terrifying?
He was right in front of the sniper.
This sniper, thin and small, with dark skin, sunken eye sockets, and obvious Burmese features, was terrified when he saw Li Wenchan appearing in front of him.
"Dare to shoot me, are you ready to die?"
As Li Wenchan said, he grabbed the sniper's neck like a chicken, then returned to the burning car, and pushed him into the flames.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
This sniper was just an ordinary person, how could he resist, and let out a heart-piercing scream on the spot.
In less than five minutes, the sniper was burned to death and turned into a coke.
"Devil, you are the devil!"
Liu Qing's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground, frightened by such methods, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.
"Joke, if I were just an ordinary person, I would be the one who was burned to death now! I just used my own way to treat others."
Li Wenchan sneered.
Later, he used some means to interrogate Liu Qing, and after getting useful information, he slapped Liu Qing to death
Burmese night market, in front of a crowded nightclub.
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 did not resist the temptation and accepted the money from the Eight-faced Buddha.
According to the current sentence, he gave too much.
As for the whereabouts of the Eight-faced Buddha, Liu Qing is not clear. The drug lord is cautious and his whereabouts are secretive. Few people know his hiding place.
However, this nightclub is managed by a son of the Eight-faced Buddha.
He came here to catch the son of the Eight-faced Buddha, and then dig out the location of the Eight-faced Buddha from the opponent's mouth.
After he entered the nightclub, he couldn't help frowning slightly.
The nightclubs here are far more open than in China. On the stage, those enchanting and sexy women wear extremely revealing clothes.
Around the stage, there are carnival men and women, and under the dazzling lights, there is a scene of demons dancing wildly.
Li Wenchan started killing 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 startle the snake and scare people away.
So at the bar, I ordered a few glasses of wine with the bartender, and waited silently.
This nightclub is a very famous place in Myanmar. There are guests from all over the world, so the bartender is also proficient in multiple languages, and communication is not a problem at all.
Li Wenchan had a casual drink, and suddenly several Burmese people came towards him and surrounded him. One of them said in broken Chinese: "Hua people, how many drinks do you want us to have?"
"roll."
Li Wenchan didn't even want to talk about it.
He knew that when people from the Hua Kingdom went abroad, if they were alone, they would often encounter some bullying, even in a big country with good security, let alone a small country like Myanmar.
Most people encounter this kind of situation and spend money to eliminate disasters.
But who is he, Li Wenchan?
Will the King of Hades 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! "
"Huh? What are you? You want me to apologize to Xu Weizhou." Yang Yu looked at Li Wenchan with disdain.
"Me?" Li Wenchan thought for a while, then said slowly, "I'm someone you can't afford!"
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar in the audience.
Xu Weizhou didn't expect that he would suddenly help him out.
And several of his friends were a little dumbfounded, thinking that Xu Weizhou's new friend is righteous, but he is a bit too second-guessing, right?
You are a person who just came to Myanmar and you are not familiar with the place, how can you fight with Yang Yu?
Even the local rich second generations like them can't afford Yang Yu, where do you have the confidence?
"This is troublesome."
Several people looked at each other, knowing that Yang Yu would definitely not let it go.
Sure enough, Yang Yu's face was gloomy: "Boy, just say what I said to you today, I won't let you get out of the nightclub gate!"
"Yang Yu, come at me if you have anything, not my friend." Xu Weizhou said angrily.
"Hmph, I'll take care of him first, and then I'll take care of you!"
Yang Yu sneered, and ran to talk to the nightclub supervisor.
The director of the nightclub, knowing that he was the younger brother of the owner's girlfriend, brought a few thugs to watch the scene, and walked over aggressively.
"That's them!"
Yang Yu pointed his finger.
These thugs, wearing black vests, have bulging muscles all over their bodies, and their arms are thicker than other people's thighs, which makes people daunting.
Seeing them, Xu Weizhou's friends turned pale.
Xu Weizhou was also afraid, but he still gritted his teeth, stood with Li Wenchan, and said, "Brother, hide behind me later, and I will try my best to help you. no problem."
"It's okay, just some big guys who don't look useful."
Li Wenchan sat there without even getting up, picked up a few dice on the table, and threw them.
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