"But then again," Wang Qiang squeezed his eyes narrowly: "I don't even know that the lead singer of the Asian No. 1 Women's Group, Zhu Yan, is my brother and wife!"

"I'm not, I don't..." Bei Long quickly denied that he had nothing to do with Zhu Yan and did not want to take advantage of Zhu Yan.

But he is still a cucumber daughter, no, he is a yolk girl, and he can't ruin his reputation in vain.

Zhu Yan, who had been in his arms, suddenly poked out her little head and relayed Beilong with a red face: "Brother, don't talk nonsense!"

Then his little head quickly shrank back, and Brother Long blinked his eyes, as if something was wrong:

Little Red Man! Making trouble!

...

"squeak--"

The gray truck stopped, and Thai people were chattering outside the carriage. Someone was tapping the carriage with an iron pipe, and cursing with a bad temper: "Get out of the car! Chinese people! Get out of the car!"

Beilong's face turned cold, and subconsciously touched the Gurkha saber on his waist, but Wang Qiang beside him said "shush".

Only then did he realize that he was no longer alone.

Although his body looks very thin after evolution, he actually has power beyond ordinary people.

If he was the only one, he could have fought out without restraint and killed a corpse all over the field and blood flowed into a river!

But now he has Zhu Yan, Wang Qiang, and the scavenger brothers who follow Wang Qiang...

How many can he protect with both hands and one knife?

After Wang Qiang said "shush", he whispered a little and a little sarcastic, "Don't be afraid! I'll have everything!"

Although his pussy looks so shameless, it makes Bei Long's cold heart surge.

There is no reason why Beilong, who has just been reborn, is so cruel and ruthless and decisive.

In the twenty years since the end of the world came, the moral order of the whole world collapsed, the ugliest side of human nature was fully displayed, and people had no basic trust. Beilong could rely on only himself, and he was used to relying on himself, but now it was different-

He has someone to rely on, and when facing danger, someone can stand up and say "I have everything"!

This feeling...is great!

So Beilong slowly retracted his hand to touch the knife, and held Zhu Yan's slender shoulders again, supporting the body above her.

It was also at this time that he realized that when he was pulling his hand to touch the knife just now, Zhu Yan was trembling in his arms like a frightened little hamster. Until he held Zhu Yan back, she finally stopped shaking.

She hid in his arms obediently, as if she was a world of its own, and everything that happened outside had nothing to do with her.

The noisy outside made Beilong not think much about it. He frowned and listened carefully to the development of the situation.

"Don't get me wrong, we are scavengers!" This man was a little awkward when he spoke Thai, and his pronunciation habits were like Chinese. Bei Long had discovered it long ago. At least Wang Qiang's scavenger was all Chinese.

"Misunderstand your mother!" The authentic Thai language of Chiang Mai accent sounded: "The boss told me that even Chinese people have to check it!"

"We are scavengers!" The scavenger restrained his anger: "We have special immunity in Chiang Mai!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Basong's men scolded arrogantly: "Even if the prefect comes today, it won't work! I'll get all of them off. I'll take off my raincoat and open the carriage, otherwise don't blame me for being shady!"

"Fuck! These thieves!" Wang Qiang whispered in shame, and quickly comforted his cousin who was "killing people": "Don't worry, let's hang out in the corpse, they won't find us..."

He can be said to have watched Belong grow up, but he has been in Thailand for eight years and just missed Belong's adolescence.

He didn't know what Beilong changed during his adolescence, but only knew that Beilong came to join him because he was fired after hurting his classmate. However, in his eyes, Beilong was still the little follower who always followed his butt.

Until today, Beilong killed the prince and shocked Chiang Mai's black and white paths, he suddenly realized that Beilong had changed.

My little cousin is no longer his little follower, but a fierce man who can kill fifteen consecutively with one knife!

So his attitude towards Beilong changed unconsciously. When he comforted Beilong, he was unconsciously uneasy, fearing that Beilong would be impulsive and beastly, so he rushed out to fight with Basong's subordinates.

Bei Long felt Wang Qiang’s sincere concern for him, so he suppressed his temperament and nodded slightly to show his obedience.

Wang Qiang then felt relieved. Although the scavenger had complex connections in both the black and white fields, they were both Chinese and united in this situation, but they still had no chance of winning if they had to fight against the underground emperor Basong in Chiang Mai. So Wang Qiang planned to hide if he could, and as long as he escaped from Chiang Mai, he would win.

He had already predicted the situation at this time, so Wang Qiang pulled Bei Long and Zhu Yan to hide in the corpse together.

This was also something he had already discussed with the scavenger brothers. After the outside of the car protested with Basong's subordinates for a few words, the scavenger pretended to be helpless and opened the door of the car and inspected it for Basong's subordinates.

When he heard the iron chains "rather thud", Bei Long, who had blood on his face, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead at Wang Qiang's instructions.

"Fuck!" After opening the door, Basong's subordinates couldn't help but curse: "Why are they all dead? It's so fucking unlucky!"

"We are scavengers." said the scavenger coldly: "It is reasonable and logical that our cars are full of dead people."

"Who knows if there are living people hidden in your car?" Basong's subordinates scolded in anger. Then, with a "puff" sound, Beilong couldn't help but feel sank. He was so familiar with the movement. In the last end of the world, he would hear this sound of swords stabbing into the flesh almost every day.

Could it be that Basong's men wanted to stab the corpses one by one? It's not that exaggerated, right? Bei Long subconsciously tensed his muscles all over his body. As long as there is any disturbance, he will immediately pull out his sword and kill people!

But that was a last resort. Now there are Basong men everywhere on the streets of Chiang Mai. Even if they kill all these stinky hooligans, it would not be easy to escape as easily as they did in Chinatown before.

Fortunately, the situation was not so bad. Just stabbed, and Basong's subordinates were stopped by his own accomplices. Another Chiang Mai spoke with a very vicissitudes of accent and sighed: "Forget it, it's not easy. These dead people are all here to make trouble. No one can guarantee that this day will happen, alas..."
Chapter completed!