"Brother?" Bei Long was shocked. The man was burning with a flax-colored explosive head. Even with a bloody face, he could not hide the vulgarity that emanated from his bones.

He is the kind of naturally wretched man who can be labeled as "wretched" at first sight and cannot be removed in his entire life!

Grasshopper eyes, horoscope eyebrows, collapsed nose bridge, sausage mouth, and big cake face, who else can be his cousin Wang Qiang besides his big cousin?

Wang Qiang would mingle among a bunch of corpses, although it was beyond Bei Long's expectations, but it was reasonable.

It is naturally impossible to escape from the entire city search by Emperor Basong of Chiang Mai.

"Cough cough!" Two "gray rain ponchos" carrying the corpse were impatient waiting outside the carriage. Beilong hurriedly moved inside with a hamster-like Zhu Yan, and the corpse flew up with a "thump" sound!

Bei Long was about to ask Wang Qiang what was going on, but Wang Qiang first glared at him with a grudge: "What are you hiding!"

As he said that, Wang Qiang moved to the side and patted the exposed open space: "Come on, take off the rain poncho and hang out!"

Brother, you are also very hardworking! Bei Long's mouth twitched twice invisible, took off his rain poncho and hugged Zhu Yan and lay down.

If you want to prevent the trouble of a woman from breaking out, the best way is to take care of her specially. No matter whether this special care has any practical effect, as long as she feels that she is being taken care of by special care, even if the trouble is strangled in the cradle, don’t ask why Beilong knows so much, and it’s all about tears when he says it…

So Beilong wrapped her with his body. He was 1.84 meters tall. Zhu Yan's official data was 1.64 meters. Maybe he had made some fakes. Anyway, Beilong packed her without any pressure.

The next few corpses were all pressed on Bei Long and Zhu Yan. The last one, "Gray Rain Poncho", closed the car door, followed by the sound of locking, and the sound of iron chains that were "scattered".

From the appearance of Beilong to the completion of the work of the "Grey Rain Ponchoers", the whole process lasted only two or three minutes at most. This old street that had just experienced a large-scale fight was clean and seemed to have nothing happened.

It was not until the door was locked that Wang Qiang finally spoke: "Xiaolong, you are really willing to spend a lot of money on picking up girls!"

"I'm not..." After Bei Long said halfway, Wang Qiang immediately said, "I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

Bei Long's mouth twitched twice invisible - you finished saying all the words, what else can I say?

"Stupid brat!" Wang Qiang stretched out a hand from the pile of corpses and patted Bei Long's head: "For a woman, even the prince dares to chop?

"How do I teach you usually? A knife on the word "Se"! Look at how it is now? Did I hit it?"

No, what position do you have to teach me that the word "sex" is a knife on my head?

Bei Long was also drunk, but he didn't expect that Wang Qiang would change his subject after saying this: "But it can't be blamed for you. The prince dares to bully you in public on the street, so it's okay for you to cut him down! If a man can't even keep his own woman, what kind of man is he? Not bad, you look like me!"

I have never seen such a shameless person! Even though Bei Long had long been accustomed to Wang Qiang's language style, every time I heard him blow his pussy, I still couldn't help but feel the urge to take off the socks and stuff them into his mouth...

But then again, Bei Long has never seen Wang Qiang's side. Although he is as shameless, he is definitely a pure man. At least Wang Qiang did not hand over Bei Long, but chose to face it with him.

Since Wang Qiang spoke, Bei Long finally couldn't help but ask the confusion in his heart: "Brother, what's the situation?"

"What's the situation?" Wang Qiang shook his head off with a stern look: "Brother takes you back home in glory! Speaking of which, I have been living in so many years and earned so much money. It's time to go back to my hometown to take a look!"

I admire you, a serious bragging person, and you don’t blush! Bei Long had known that Wang Qiang’s Mercedes-Benz, which was picked up by Mary, had borrowed it from him. He was shameless and didn’t even add oil when he returned the car!

"Brother, I'm not asking this!" Beilong said, pointing at the corpse pressing on his body with his chin: "What's going on?"

"...Little Dragon, you may not believe it. Actually, I am a natural porter!" Wang Qiang knew that he could not hide it. He didn't want to hide it from Beilong anymore, so he looked at the sky with a noble and cold forty-five degrees:

"You have seen it just now. There was a large-scale fight here before. Two big guys were unable to control the scene while striking their horses. As a result, more than a dozen people were killed. There were so many people killed. Of course, the police were not able to explain!

"But if no one knows, those bad guys will die if they die, and their lives are worthless! The big guys give some settlement fees, so the family members will not come out to make trouble. This is also a good thing for the police!

"But one very important link is 'washing the floor'. There is a gray organization between the black and white paths. Their existence is to wash the floor as soon as possible, wash the floor of the black path, and wash the floor of the white path. Of course, washing the floor is not only about collecting corpses, but also includes many other things that end the aftermath...

"So people like them are called [scavengers] and have a very special status in the underground world. Both black and white will sell their face. To be honest, your brother, I am a big boss of the scavenger..."

Awesome, my brother!

This is the first time that Beilong heard of such an organization. It is mainly because after the last end of the world, killing people and setting fires did not need to be washed. The scavenger's organization lost its meaning and disappeared into the long river of history.

After learning Wang Qiang's secret, Bei Long understood why Wang Qiang always talked about business with customers in the afternoon or evening. Most people would not choose early in the morning when they kill and set fire. Wang Qiang went home every day, either smelled of strong wine or perfume, probably to cover up the original bloody smell...

No wonder Wang Qiang never told Bei Long what he did. This work is really shameful.

But seeing each other again is also a job, and Wang Qiang can escape Basong's pursuit through the relationship network of scavengers. It can be seen that scavengers have a certain power in Chiang Mai, and they are not as good as the underground emperor Basong, at least they are all princes.

Wang Qiang, a Chinese, left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to Chiang Mai, Thailand. He worked hard in eight years to this point. Even if Wang Qiang didn't say it, Bei Long could imagine how much sweat, tears and blood he had put in.

With the result of eight years of hard work, Wang Qiang gave up now, saying that he would give up for him. Although he still looked like a hippie and smile, it didn't matter if he gave up, but how could Bei Long not be moved by it?

As the saying goes, the brothers who fight tigers and fight for fathers and sons are his brothers!

Beilong said nothing, because at this moment, he used any language to describe this affection seemed so pale and powerless. He just silently remembered this affection in his heart and made a promise in the name of the God of Fire:
Chapter completed!