"The three conditions are indispensable, otherwise our Brother Long will let you die tonight!"
I gave birth to so many sons just for Brother Long?
I'm not old!
Ba Song was annoyed and angrily stroked back his Mediterranean hairstyle: Open your mouth and close your mouth to let Lao Tzu die, who gave you the courage?
…… Count you ruthless!
After taking a deep breath, Ba Song finally restrained his anger, after all, he was almost sixty years old, and he had some self-cultivation skills.
Besides, he had four sons in total, one of whom died and three of whom were in the hands of the other party.
The other party has already killed one of his sons, killing one is also killing, killing four is also killing, he can't afford to gamble on this, maybe he was too indulgent when he was young, he was powerless as early as ten years ago......
In the end, it's no joke!
After chewing the betel nut twice, Ba Song said slowly with a gloomy face: "Let my sons talk to me." ” There was silence on the phone for a moment, as if the pheasant couldn't be the master of who was asking, and a moment later Wang Qiang's weird and broken Thai came from the phone: "Flower pigs, briquettes and big heads, come, call Dad!"
” Then three frightened and trembling voices cried out in unison: "Daddy!
Father!
Father!
” Bichi!
Take advantage of Lao Tzu!
Ba Song gritted his rotten teeth, but he was really distressed to hear the crying of his sons, these unsuccessful losers must not be killed, not just as simple as the last one, which would make his opponents think that he was old and could not do it.
He looks very beautiful as this big dragon head, and I don't know how many people want to pull the emperor off the horse.
Besides, it is not his character to let Ba Song let Bei Long go like this, Ba Song slowly closed his eyes, as if he was going to make some difficult decision, and slowly opened them after a while: "Where is Mary sent?"
” "Half an hour later, Bentou Ancient Temple!"
The pheasant acted as a spokesperson again, and he was out of his mind tonight: "Ba Song, listen, don't play tricks with our Brother Long, otherwise our Brother Long will make you last tonight!"
” "!"
Ba Song heard the busy sound of the phone hanging up, stood up suddenly, smashed the phone, and kicked the coffee table in front of him hard, trembling and panting like an angry old lion.
"Boss, let's ......"
The bald man sitting on the sofa next to him quickly stood up, and just halfway through the words, Ba Song shook his head and spit all the chewed betel nut in his mouth on his face!
"Damn!
Let you arrest Lao Tzu, so far no one has been caught, and Lao Tzu's three sons have been caught again!
Ba Song confirmed that he was the right person in his eyes, it was this guy nicknamed "Condor" who was in charge of catching Bei Long, from more than two o'clock in the afternoon until now, Ba Song, who was so angry that he was drifting frantically on the verge of a mental breakdown, grabbed the collar of the big bald head: "Are you full of poop in your head?"
” The vulture's face was full of betel nut scum in blood, but he didn't even dare to wipe it, closed his eyes and begged for mercy: "Boss, you really can't blame me, it's all too cunning Chinese people, I've tried my best......"
"You've tried your best, but you can't catch a Chinese person!"
Ba Song shouted loudly with red eyes: "What's the use of me keeping you?
” "No, no, I didn't try, I didn't try......"
The vulture trembled with fright and didn't choose to speak, Ba Song's words were really scary, in Chiang Mai, the underground emperor Ba Song said that he wanted to kill someone, it was really golden.
It is easy for Chinese people to run, and a native of Chiang Mai like him can't run the temple if he can run a monk!
"You dare not do your best to do things for Lao Tzu!"
Ba Song's eyes turned redder and roared louder: "What's the use of me keeping you?"
” What the am I ......
The vultures are about to cry, boss, I've been with you for 20 years, can we still play happily together?
Ba Song really has the heart to kill the vulture, if it weren't for the vulture being incompetent, how could he be humiliated by a few Chinese people?
Fortunately, he was almost sixty years old, and after all, he still controlled his temper and pushed the vultures away, he wanted to push the vultures to vent, but he didn't expect the vultures to just shake ......
Am I really old?
Ba Song glared at the vulture viciously, but his heart was cold, going back ten years, he could at least make the vultures fall on the ass, and the vultures had to do a backflip if they went back twenty years......
The vulture was stunned for a moment, he also suddenly realized this problem, and quietly observed the Mediterranean hairstyle, gray temples, knife wrinkles, and brown age spots of Chin Song, and he found that the original underground emperor Ba Song, who had ruled Chiang Mai for thirty years, was unknowingly old......
Ba Song took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "The stinky boy loves to go to the Regal Nightclub to play, call the big Mi of the Regal Nightclub, and say that I asked her to find out all the Chinese people who entered the Regal Nightclub tonight, and if you find out, don't act rashly, report to me immediately and follow them!"
” Ba Song didn't look at the mixed-race beauty, but the mixed-race beauty behind him immediately took his mobile phone and went to the side to make a call.
"Between the Regal Nightclub and the Bentou Ancient Temple is Scar Liu's territory," Ba Song continued to frown as if talking to himself: "Call Scar Liu, just say that I asked him to monitor all the Chinese people passing by his territory, don't act rashly, and ...... as soon as he finds a suspicious person Alarm!
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” Another mixed-race beauty immediately started calling, Ba Song likes to recruit young and beautiful mixed-race beauties as secretaries, you can have something to do as a secretary, and you have nothing to do......
If you can't do it, it's not eye-catching!
"There is no one better at sneak attacks and assassinations than Japanese ninjas."
Ba Song's cloudy old eyes flashed with coldness: "There are ninjas in the branch of the Japanese Yamada Group in Chiang Mai, and they called Shuichi Yamada and said that I will share him more than half this year......
Yicheng's goods, let him dispatch the ninja to hide in the ancient temple of Bentou first!
” Another mixed-race beauty immediately called, and Ba Song set his eyes on a big man, who was wearing a camouflage uniform, a neat head, exaggerated sunglasses, and black leather combat boots, and was carefully wiping a Black Star pistol, exuding an invisible fierce aura on his body.
"Commander, prepare a car for me immediately, I'm going to have tea with Chief Inspector Chachai!"
Pa Song commanded the Han army, which was his royal chauffeur, and the chief inspector of Chachai was the top officer of the Chiang Mai police.
He picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth, then raised his eyes and stared at the vulture like an eagle falcon: "As for you, now take Mary to the Bentou Ancient Temple, not for you to exchange, your task is to delay time and paralyze them."
When the time comes, I'll give you four gunmen to shoot if necessary!
”