Xiang Que's body actually flashed out of thin air from the alley not far from these people on the ground, he walked over hurriedly, squatted down and pulled down the head of one of them and asked, "Do you know how to speak Chinese, and if you have a squeak?"
"Squeak!"
On the ground, a person opened his mouth and called, there are really many people in Thailand who know Korean.
Xiang Que looked at him in a daze and said speechlessly: "You are really obedient."
"You, didn't you make me squeak," the man asked, puzzled.
Xiang Que scratched his head and said: "Forget it, Chinese culture is broad and profound, especially the charm of this language, how can you foreign barbarians understand, hey, let me ask you, are you police?"
” "No," the other shook his head.
"It's not the police, so what are you doing with me?"
"Our boss's order, let's find someone" The man took out a piece of paper from his body, and printed a portrait similar to Xiang Que with six or seven points on it: "It's the person on this, we look like you" Xiang Que glanced down, the old monk in the temple didn't expect that he still had some eyesight, and he could paint his appearance after getting along with himself for a while.
"Do you know who your boss asked you to arrest me?"
asked Xiang Que.
"I know, it's a high monk in Chalun, when we were monks, we came out of the Qidilong Temple, and it was he who ordered us to be the boss."
"It's good to know" Xiang Xiang took a cigarette, thought for a while, and asked, "How is the reputation of this Chalun monk?"
Do you have any prestige among the people of Chiang Mai, well, is it famous?
” "Master Chalun is a high-ranking monk, who has been in the temple for more than 40 years and has profound Buddhism, especially the Kuman Thong and Buddha cards he made are very effective, I heard that many people in the government are his disciples, and even the royal family has a good relationship with him."
"Does he raise little ghosts?"
asked Xiang Que.
The man suddenly said angrily: "Don't slander Master Chalun, how can he raise little ghosts, the White Dragon King issued an order ten years ago that monks in Thailand are not allowed to raise little ghosts, Master Chalun is a high-ranking monk, he will not raise them."
Xiang Que touched his chin and smoked a cigarette, and after thinking about it, he got up and left the alley directly, and after stopping a taxi with his head down, he said to the driver Qidi Long Temple.
What is the most appealing thing for a person like Chalun, it must be fame and reputation, which is definitely his lifeline, so Xiang Que plans to find him to talk about this matter.
An hour later, I revisited the place where I had lost a taxi.
During the day, although there was a theft in the temple, it did not have any impact on the temple, and there were still many pilgrims, and there were still many tourists.
Xiang Que looked at the time, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and after a while, the monks of the Qidilong Temple should come out again.
At the same time, the time difference was an hour, and it was half past five in Shanghai.
A Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the parking lot of the Bund No. 18, Situ Shengyun did not dress up to attend the dinner in the evening, but simply dressed in casual clothes and came with the fourth uncle and secretary, followed by the bodyguards who escorted him.
"Bang" Situ Shengyun walked to the door of the restaurant after getting out of the car, did not go inside, and stood outside with his hands behind his back.
"Master Yun, are you waiting here?"
The secretary didn't remember how long Situ Shengyun was waiting outside when he invited people to dinner, and this treatment had not been seen for many years.
Situ Shengyun snorted and said lightly: "There will be two bottles of Moutai at a meeting, domestic businessmen don't like to drink red wine."
A few minutes later, a Maybach and a BMW entered the parking lot, and Zhao Fangsheng and Tang Xinhe, who had arrived from Nanjing, got out of the car and went straight to Situ Shengyun.
"Yun Ye, I really can't afford you to go out to greet you in person, sin, sin" Situ Shengyun said with a smile: "It's a family, it's not polite, you go in first and I'll wait for a few more people."
Zhao Fangsheng and Tang Xinhe actually didn't know what Situ Shengyun was doing with them coming to this dinner, but if they could call and invite them in person, it was already worth the two of them to come over in person.
It didn't take long for luxury cars to drive into the parking lot one after another, and the people who came down greeted Situ Shengyun one after another, in fact, some of these people had only met Situ Shengyun once, twice, and some had never even seen him, except for hearing the name Situ Shengyun, double Fang's company may have also cooperated in some field, and it belongs to the kind that God has been friends with for a long time.
At 5:50, the last guest invited by Situ Shengyun arrived.
This time, Situ Shengyun did not wait on the steps with his hands behind his back, but took the initiative to walk down.
Situ Shengyun greeted the past, not because of the size of the other party's business, but because of another layer of relationship.
"Bang dang" Chen Sanjin got out of the car and met again, his relationship with Situ Shengyun was much more familiar than before in the Central Building.
Situ Shengyun invited a total of twelve people, and these twelve people gathered together to stomp their feet, and the domestic shopping malls had to be shaken three times, but Situ Shengyun did not look for them to make the domestic shopping malls earthquake.
Rather, it is aimed at Thailand, which is across the river from China.
At the same time, it was five o'clock in the evening in Thailand.
Xiang Que squatted outside the Chidilon Temple for nearly an hour, at this time there have been monks who have begun to go out to accept alms from the people, and the monks in Thailand are basically not very cooked, all relying on the people and pilgrims to give.
Xiang Que squinted at the door, very patient.
But no matter how much he waited, Xiang Que didn't wait for the person he wanted to see, and Chalun didn't come out at night to change his fate.
At this time, an extremely ordinary Honda Fit stopped in front of the temple, and two people walked down from the car, and Xiang Que's eyes swept slightly over the two of them in surprise.
"What a heavy evil ·······" These two people and Xiang Que can be more than twenty meters away, and at this distance, the evil qi emitted from the other party's body makes Xiang Que feel it clearly.
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This is a sign that he has killed people, and he has killed a lot of people, just like the evil aura on Wang Kunlun's body can already be described as monstrous.
The backs of the two disappeared into the front yard of the temple.
Inside the Chidilon Temple.
The two people who had paid attention to Xiang Que walked unhurriedly towards the backyard wing, and the two of them walked steadily with expressionless faces.
"Squeak" Chalun's door was pushed open, and Master Chalun, who had always been very melancholy, turned his head and asked, "I don't take business today, please go back" "You have to take this business, Master Charon," said one of them in a low voice.
"What do you mean?"
Charon asked in amazement.
"I've been asked to tell you that your business with him ends today," said the man, and then he took a pistol from his waist and put it on Charon's head.
"He's going to kill me?
Impossible, impossible" Chalun said in disbelief: "You wait, I'll call him, you must be mistaken" "Bang" A gunshot rang out in the Chidi Lung Temple in Chiang Mai.