Chapter 542: Arson (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

“We received intelligence and intercepted two cargo ships on the Mekong River. During this period, we exchanged fire with more than a dozen crew members. Although they escaped, we still seized a large amount of DU items on the ship.”

This incident has made the country very passive. Although there are doubts about Siam's rhetoric, all the evidence is currently in the hands of the other side, and there is no way to refute the other side.

Xu Chuan looked at the newly appointed General Bita on the screen and decided to find a time to have a chat with him. He had better have nothing to do with Xu Fei's matter, otherwise he wouldn't mind couriering the head to the Siamese Palace.

But when he thought of the dead crew members, Xu Chuan could only sigh for a while.

Two days later, the bodies of thirteen crew members appeared at Chiang Saen Pier in northern Siam. These people were blindfolded and had their hands tied behind their backs, and they had all been shot multiple times.

As long as you are in your right mind, it is impossible to think that these people are drug dealers. The death conditions of these people are so miserable that even the military can no longer say that these people are drug dealers.

Of course, Xu Chuan didn't know this. He had now entered the territory of Mian Dian. "I just have something urgent to do, so I can't tell you." Xu Chuan called Wu Wei with a newly purchased mobile phone. The phone call and leaving without saying goodbye should worry her.

"Don't worry, I'll go back when I'm done. You can go to work. My phone can't be reached right now. If you have anything, you can contact Sister Lizi first." He said a few words to her to comfort her, and then hung up. Pull out the phone card and throw it away.

He spent a day shopping here and met two people selling DU products, three people who recommended their own casinos, and one who regarded himself as an ordinary tourist. OK, this is the Golden Triangle, and the social atmosphere is indeed more unrestrained.

But Xu Chuan was very happy. After he used a claw hammer to smash the head of a trafficker who was planning to kidnap him, the depression he had been holding in his heart for the past few days seemed to be relieved a lot.

Well, this place of neglect seems to suit him very well. Xu Chuan smiled and looked at the body lying on the ground. The red blood mixed with a tofu-like substance dripped onto the ground piece by piece along with the hammer in his hand.

The other two accomplices looked at the man with a perverted smile on his face and were frightened to death. They originally thought he was a fool who was traveling alone and didn't know the dangers of the world, and they planned to tie him up and cut his waist.

They just didn't expect that they **** a monster. This guy took a hammer and smashed one of them's head into a pulp.

Xu Chuan turned around, with a few spots of blood spattered on his face. Matching his smile, the other two people turned around and ran away.

He didn't give chase. He threw the **** hammer out, hitting one of them on the back of the head with great force and a gust of wind.

Hearing a pop, the person fell to the ground dead. The last person was almost heartbroken when he saw the hammer handle standing on his companion's head. He first fell to the ground and then rolled towards the door while crawling.

But he seemed to have forgotten that they locked the door themselves, "Don't be so hasty, I haven't had enough fun yet." Xu Chuan grinned and walked over slowly.

In his panic, the man completely forgot how to open the lock, and his throat made a desperate sound like a wild animal falling into a trap.

This is a slaughterhouse in the town, but the corpses hanging inside are not just livestock. Xu Chuan takes care of them without any psychological pressure.

He grabbed the last person's hair and dragged the kidnapper back, "Look at you, why are you running away? It's like I'm a scary person."

The person in his hand made a pleading sound in the local language. Xu Chuan looked at him doubtfully, "Sorry, I may not understand." By the way, he remembered that of the three people, only one of them seemed to be able to speak Chinese. Alas, looking at the corpse, it seemed that I had done it too quickly. The only one who could communicate was already dead.

"What should I do? You seem to be useless." He originally wanted to ask this person about the situation here, but now it seems that he can't. He reached out to scratch his hair, but found that his hands were covered with Blood.

　　Oh, how disgusting. Xu Chuan wiped the blood on this man's body with a look of disgust on his face, and then found that this kid's eyes were wide open and he was scared to death.

“Oh, let me wipe it.” Xu Chuan pulled the boy’s clothes, “Are you kidding me?”

The death of his grandson almost made him vomit blood. It was like someone suddenly unplugged the game console while playing a game, which made him sick to death.

But if you die, you will die. You cannot resuscitate someone and then kill him again.

After that, he found some clean water, washed his hands, and then looked at the room again. These people lied to themselves that there was a party here, saying that there were many beautiful ladies.

Anyway, Xu Chuan would never admit it was curiosity. He just saw through these people's conspiracy and followed the trend to eliminate harm for the people. Yes, well, that's it.

This is a group of several rooms connected together, divided into several spaces. They are quite large in area, but they are all in tatters. There are various stains everywhere on the walls, some of which should be blood stains.

There were several pork fans hanging in a room, and on one side were human corpses. They looked quite fresh. They must have just been processed. To be honest, it was hard to identify because the skin had been peeled off, and the chest and limbs had been chopped off. , hanging there is really similar to pork.

There is an operating room in the room further inside, which should be where they work.

There were dozens of suitcases and backpacks placed in other rooms, many of them opened, a lot of clothes piled in the corner, and a dozen passports and documents scattered on the floor.

There were men and women. There was a DV camera on a table and dozens of numbered DV tapes in the drawer. Xu Chuan sat on a chair and took out one of the tapes. After thinking about it for two minutes, he finally gave up. A glance at the idea.

He didn’t want to know what these people suffered during their lives, because he could imagine it, and this place was definitely full of mental pollution.

　　I opened the front door and walked out, drained half of the gasoline from the car's gas tank, walked back and poured it on the corpses, then found some clothes to use as ignition, and finally found that I didn't have a lighter.

This kind of arson is very unfriendly to non-smokers. I found lighters from those people, lit a newspaper and pressed it on the gasoline.

It was originally a house made of wooden planks. The fire burned very quickly and swallowed up the house in a short time.

Xu Chuan looked at the dozen passports in his hand, and after thinking about it, he threw them into the fire. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let's go."

(End of this chapter)

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