After knowing that Du Feng was Sangkun's old friend, Libaqiang's original class struggle turned into a smile in a blink of an eye. This guy's big golden teeth were baring outside, and it was really ugly when he smiled.

Zhao Zhuang told Du Feng that Libaqiang would take him to see their boss. Du Feng smiled. At present, the resentment of the two groups of people had long been dissolved. If Libaqiang did not leave, he might have missed the restaurant's business.

There were many people gathering outside the restaurant, but Liba Qiang sent people to guard the door, so no one could come in, and he couldn't even take a look at anything inside.

Du Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Well! Let's go and see their boss!"

Libaqiang and Sangkun's relationship is even stronger than their own brothers. Now that they meet Sangkun's friend, Libaqiang put down all his arrogance, opened the car door for him, handed the cigarette and lit the fire, and was as attentive as Du Feng's personal bodyguard.

The crowd drove away from Zhao Zhuang's restaurant. Zhao Zhuang wanted to go with him, but Du Feng did not refuse. However, he reminded him specifically and did not say anything if he didn't let him speak.

Since Libaqiang is a member of the underworld in Thailand, his boss must be the leader of this organization. If Zhao Zhuang can't stand the arrogance and tyranny after he goes, if he misses his words, he will not end at that time.

After all, there are rumors that Du Feng killed Sang Kun, and Sang Kun’s brother Patch also died at Du Feng’s hands. How could that guy spare him the lives of his two cousins?

The owner of Libaqiang lives in the wealthy area of ​​Bangkok, on the banks of the Mekong River. Several unique buildings are located along the river, passing through artificial quiet forests. This European-style villa comes into view. If you look closely, you are made of wooden boards. The pointed roof and crimson roof tiles are particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.

Sitting southwest and northeast, it can be said to be an excellent combination of "sitting in the Golden Luan, Napanlong, Town Pagoda, and Gathering Treasure Basin". From a natural and geography perspective, it can be regarded as a rare treasure land.

Du Feng couldn't help but frown slightly while admiring. This guy's financial resources are extraordinary.

Since Libaqiang brought him here in person, the guard did not stop him and opened the door and let him go.

The courtyard of the villa is very wide. In a huge swimming pool on the right, a man in his forties is surrounded by a group of demonic women.

The middle-aged man had a slightly bald head. Since his body was in water, he couldn't guess his height. He had square head and big ears, big mouth and round nose. Judging from the fat drooping to his chin, he was a fat man. He looked smiling and had a very reincarnated Maitreya Buddha.

Those beauties were also full of charm, and their skin was slightly darker than that of yellow people, but because of this skin color, they added a lot of points to their clear and refined faces. From time to time, they emerged from the water, with a bulge in front and a charming figure. With a smile, they threw the water droplets on their bodies around and fell into the water again, falling back into the water like raindrops. However, they did not leave even a drop of water stains on their skin outside the bikini, as smooth as if they were applied with oil.

Libaqiang reached out to gesture to Du Feng, which meant that this was his boss, Sang Kun's cousin.

Several people walked along the path in the middle of the grass towards the swimming pool, and the middle-aged man soon discovered them. Du Feng and Zhao Zhuang were strange faces, and he had never seen them before.

Libaqiang walked forward, pointed at Du Feng, and said softly to the man in the swimming pool: "Brother Basson! I will bring someone to see you. This is Sangkun's friend! His name is Fengdu. (Thai)"

Basong looked at Du Feng and shook his shoulders. Several beauties immediately helped him to the shore. At this time, someone had already brought a chair to the Grand Master, and Basong sat on it. The beauties were busy wiping the water droplets on him and putting a white bath towel on him.

Only then could Du Feng see his entire appearance clearly. He was not tall, and he seemed to be only over 1.7 meters tall, but he had a lot of fat on his body, and he looked bloated and fat.

Several ladies surrounded him and pinched their shoulders and massaged their backs. Basson narrowed his eyes very much. Then he stared at Du Feng again and said in very fluent Chinese: "Are you Chinese?"

Du Feng didn't expect that he could speak Chinese, he was stunned for a second, and smiled and said, "Good eyesight!"

Basson twisted his neck and made a "crackling" sound of bones, and said, "You don't have to be surprised by my Chinese proficiency. I have been in business in China for ten years. What are you doing in Thailand?"

"I want to meet an old friend, Sang Kun! I didn't expect that after I had not met for several years, I found that I had already left empty houses. I really don't know where they have moved." Du Feng stood there and looked at his enjoyment, feeling very uncomfortable. He didn't like others to look at him with cold and lowly eyes, which made him upset and dissatisfied.

"I came here from China to see Sangkun. Don't you know that he has already gone to China? And he is no longer alive! He is still his good friend, and he can't even lie!" Basson said and pinched a woman's buttocks, causing the woman to avoid her and laugh.

Du Feng smiled and said, "You think your Chinese is very good, so I ask you, do you know the meaning of the word "old friend"?"

Basson raised his head and stared at him again. Fang Zhengda, who had never given him a good face, showed a smile on his face and said, "Don't be quarrel with me! I don't care what you are doing with you. How can you not know about this when you have been in China?"

Du Feng laughed: "Your wife is also in Thailand. Do you know when she went to the toilet?" Seeing that he had always been in a cold tone, Du Feng didn't want to talk to him nicely anymore.

Basson's face was immediately covered with clouds. Du Feng was teasing him, which made him extremely unhappy. He reached out to signal the women beside him to leave, wrapped the bath towel himself, and snorted coldly: "You better be honest with me. If you anger me, I won't end up with you."

Du Feng finally stopped smiling. The fat man in front of him made him angry. This guy said wildly, thinking that he was arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously at all.

Du Feng glanced at Libaqiang and said lifelessly: "I don't have the heart to see you, your elder brother, I'm leaving!"

As he spoke, he got up and left. Libaqiang didn't know what he said, but knew that he was going to leave. He quickly followed up and pulled his arm. He turned around and said to Basson, "Brother, I can't understand a sentence for a long time. Why did you get froze in a blink of an eye? (Thai)"

Basson sneered disapprovingly: "Let him go! I see if he can walk out of this gate today! (Thai)" As he spoke, he waved his hands randomly, and immediately a group of big men with guns surrounded the place.

Zhao Zhuang was already scared and his face turned pale. He naturally listened to the conversation between Du Feng and Basong. He quickly followed and pulled Du Feng on the shoulder: "Why do you have to be so arrogant? This is in someone else's territory!"

"It was Libaqiang who asked me to see him. I'm here, but I stood there for a long time and didn't even give me a stool. I don't have the heart to see such a person again!" Du Feng glanced at Basson, who was still lying on the chair. His expression was calm, and he didn't seem to hear Du Feng's words. His body shook a few times, and the chair actually started to shake on his own.

"Brother! What's going on? You didn't do this before! (Thai)" Libaqiang was shocked when he saw a group of people surrounding him. He knew all of these people, and they were the strongest and most powerful guards around Basson.

Patton stretched his legs and leaned on the shaking chair, and slowly stood up: "This guy is called Du Feng, not his demeanor, Du Feng, do you know? (Thai)"

"Du Feng? Is the one who killed Patch and Sankun? Do you mean he is that person? (Thai)" Liba Qiang looked incredible.

Basong didn't reply to his words, and then stood up and walked slowly towards Du Feng, with a chuckling flashing across his face: "I'm afraid you don't know that I'm also there on the day you compete with Sang Kun?"

Du Feng was so excited that there were so many people in the boxing ring that he could remember everyone? He never expected that Basson was also in the underground boxing ring.

"Okay! I admit it, I am Du Feng!" Du Feng smiled and asked back, "What can you do to me?"

"How is it? What a big tone! Since you are here today, don't blame me for not knowing the gift of hospitality!" Basong raised his thick eyebrows and his voice was deafening.

Du Feng coldly glanced at the dozens of gun-carrying men around him, and his heart sank. He would never be able to break through their formation. It would be easy for Basson to kill him.

"Whatever you do!" Du Feng showed an indifferent expression and continued, "I have never been afraid of death! But I hope you can let this friend of mine go, he is here to help me translate, and there is nothing to do with him."

While speaking, Li Baqiang beside him had already pressed his head with a gun. Once Basun opened his mouth, the bullet could instantly open it.

Du Feng didn't want to resist, and he had no use in resisting, and he might even implicate Zhao Zhuang. This honest and kind man should not have died with him, and he has also been thinking about himself many times in times of crisis.

Du Feng closed his eyes, Zhao Zhuang was at a loss. Seeing Libaqiang's gun pressing against his head, he completely lost any thinking ability.

Du Feng, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a burst of laughter. The laughter came from Basson's mouth. He slowly opened his eyes and found that the gun pressing on his forehead had been put away by Liba Qiang. Basson waved his hand, and dozens of big men around him left with guns. In a blink of an eye, there were only a few of them left around the swimming pool.

Du Feng looked at Basong with a suspicious look on his face, not knowing what he was selling in the gourd.

Basong came over, patted Du Feng's shoulder with a strong hand and said with a smile: "It scares you! It's really a man! Sang Kun is right, it's really good!"

"I don't know what you mean?" Du Feng was a little confused.

Basson paused and said, "Sangkun had contacted me a long time ago and told me the whole thing. He was afraid that I would take people to cause trouble for you, so he contacted me! You did not kill him, and even placed his family in China. Sangkun praised you very much and was very grateful. How could my cousin take your life!"

Du Feng nodded, it turned out that Basson was teasing him just now.

Basson pointed to the main entrance of the villa and smiled and said, "Go in and talk! It's cool outside! I'm going to give you people to do what you want to do, how about it?"

Several people walked along the path to the villa, and Du Feng said, "Are you talking about helping me clean up Long Heng?"
Chapter completed!