Chapter 109

This ferocious style stunned everyone around him. The young boy was already so frightened that his face was pale and his body was like sifting chaff. dare.

Lin Han straightened up slowly, holding the wine bottle, and slowly came to the young man. Strands of blood dripped from the wine bottle. Under the light, Lin Han looked like a demon.

"Don't hit me..." The young man was trembling all over, and said in English tremblingly, with a hint of begging in his tone, he didn't dare to look up at Lin Han, and completely lost his courage just now.

Lin Han sneered twice, held the wine bottle in his hand, passed it forward, supported the other person's chin, and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you, don't you like that girl? Fucked her in front of you."

As soon as he said this, although he used English, people like Ma Liu could understand what he meant. This kind of behavior was absolutely intolerable in their moral concepts.

If it wasn't for the completion of the task, the six special forces all had the idea of ​​turning against Lin Han on the spot. This guy didn't realize it when he was in China, but when he was abroad, he gradually began to show the potential of a scumbag.

Lin Han turned a blind eye to the strange gazes of Ma Liu and the others, raised his finger and pointed at the half-race girl who was still in a daze on the stage, pouted and said, "Old man, old man, which girl will you two bring me?" come over."

Ma Liu and Zhao Wu hesitated for a while. They turned their heads and glanced at the mixed-race girl. Neither of them had any intention of doing anything. It would be very difficult for them to turn a blind eye to Lin Han's evil deeds. It is simply impossible to help the evildoers.

As soldiers who came out of the military camp, they all have a strict moral bottom line in their hearts. Some things cannot be done anyway. What's more, it is really an insult to them to let the dignified special forces arrest girls. .

……

When Ma Liu and Zhao Wu were expressing their inner resistance in silence, someone nearby suddenly said in unproficient Chinese: "You should be Chinese, right? When you arrive in Chiang Mai, you must obey the rules."

Hearing this, Lin Han turned his head to look, and the person who spoke slowly came over. He took a closer look and found that this person was one of the two stalkers who followed them all the way into the bar after leaving the restaurant.

"What the hell are you, worthy of telling me these things, rules? Hehe, labor and capital have been working outside for all these years, and rules are always up to me, and others follow them. This is the first time anyone dares to mention them in front of me Follow the rules." Lin Han shouted insolently, and glanced at the other party contemptuously.

Lin Han's aura was extremely insolent, and the ferocious aura on his body made people dare not look directly at him. At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast that chooses and devours people, with the ferocity of not getting close to strangers.

Although the local man who came out suddenly felt a little trembling in his heart, he still bite the bullet and did not show weakness. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his voice, and said slowly: "I repeat, here is Chiang Mai, anyone who doesn't follow the rules, whoever they are, will die."

This sentence means full of arrogance, but unfortunately, the person speaking has no aura in his tone, or rather, his aura has been completely suppressed by Lin Han, no matter how hard he tries, there is inevitably a bit of flinch in his voice timid.

Lin Han's eyes were fixed, and he took a small step forward. Just a small step, a ferocious gangster's aura spewed out of his body, and he rushed straight away, like a tiger crooning, a wild lion roaring, the surging momentum made people daunting.

"What are you, you dare to talk to me like that." Lin Han's eyes flickered with a little coldness, the coldness in his tone almost condensed the air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot out of thin air, which made people feel involuntarily A layer of goosebumps.

At this time, his eyes were full of hot madness, wanton murderous intent, and strands of ice-like indifference, but without even a trace of human emotion, the whole person seemed to be made of cold black ice and hot magma. A hybrid monster.

When Lin Han walked over, the man who spoke felt that his breathing was stagnant. The dull and oppressive feeling of suffocation made his scalp tense, and he stepped back involuntarily. cold sweat.

Even if this person is used to seeing fierce people in the world, he can't help but be shocked by the ferocious aura in Lin Han's body. When madness and coldness are combined, the shocking force that comes out is unimaginable to ordinary people. Even getting closer, there is a creepy feeling of being swallowed.

……

When the atmosphere in the bar fell into a heavy condensation, someone at the door suddenly shouted loudly in Chinese: "Just because he is a member of the Buddha, just because this is Chiang Mai, I wonder if my reason is enough?"

When everyone heard the words, they looked towards the door in the direction of the sound, and saw a middle-aged man in a white short-sleeved shirt with a back comb and two people walking in slowly from the door.

Lin Han turned around slowly, looked at the middle-aged man with cold and crazy eyes, his eyes were like two sharp knives, wishing to pierce the body of the person standing in front of him, with a kind of Strong aggressiveness.

The middle-aged man wasn't used to Lin Han's gaze either. When he walked with Lin Han's gaze hardened, his body froze slightly, but his psychological quality was better, and he was still able to maintain a calm expression on his face. Exclaimed: "What a vicious gangster, with such eyes, you can tell that he is the kind of person who often has blood on his hands."

"My friend, let me save face tonight. This is the territory of the Eight-faced Buddha, and no one can mess with it." The middle-aged man walked up to Lin Han with a normal expression, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing the three words of Eight-faced Buddha, Lin Han's face clearly showed a touch of fear. He didn't speak, but just looked at the other party solemnly.

The middle-aged man had a full view of this change of expression, and he smiled with satisfaction. In Chiang Mai, in the area near the Golden Triangle, the word Eight-faced Buddha is more important than the local government. No matter how fierce the opponent is, he has to weigh the meaning of these three words.

Sure enough, Lin Han pondered for a moment, and quickly suppressed the ferocity in his body. He threw the wine bottle away, and laughed loudly: "Everyone knows that in the Golden Triangle, the Buddha is as big as the sky. I will give this face."

(End of this chapter)

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