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Chapter 225 Master Pase [3 more]

There is an almost primitive forest on the banks of the Chao Phraya River near the capital of Siam, and a simple thatched hut is built deep in the forest.

Although Siam is only a poor and backward small country in the world, its capital is very prosperous and developed. It seems that behind the prosperity, there is exceptional tranquility.

There is a huge linden tree outside the door of the hut. The crown of the tree seems to reach into the sky, with luxuriant branches and leaves, full of greenery.

It is said that the Buddha Sakyamuni was the fruit of cultivation under the bodhi tree, which is regarded as a sacred tree by Buddhism. At this time, an old man wearing linen clothes that cannot see through the color is sitting upright under the bodhi tree. His long, curly hair, unkempt and unkempt, revealed only an old, dimpled face, and his dark skin made him look black, but he was really just an old Siamese.

A caucasian man in a luxurious suit is holding a civilized cane in his hand, and gently wipes the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief from time to time. From his image, it seems that he should appear in an idol drama as the rich and powerful second male lead. Instead of walking in this virgin forest with mud spots on the shoes and trouser legs like now.

He is not tall, but very strong, and his face outline is somewhat similar to Avril Lavigne.

Behind him were several tall and burly bodyguards, all of whom were black, white, and yellow, but no matter what skin color they all had one thing in common, they were tough!

The bodyguards were all tense, and followed the man closely, guarding against possible danger at any time.

And the one leading the way in front was a dry, black and thin Asian man, he led the way respectfully, like a loyal dog.

"Ye Feng, how long is it until we arrive? The environment here is terrible, you should make it clear in advance!" The white man complained very dissatisfied, because the skinny, black and thin Asian man is still needed Ye Feng, otherwise he couldn't help but scold.

Ye Feng, who has a leading actor's name but a wretched appearance, is full of smiles: "Mr. Jones, blame me, blame me, I'll be there soon-hey! It's here! It's this bodhi tree! My wife is here to follow Master Pase learned how to lower his head!"

"Oh? Very good, finally here." Mr. Jones drove away the mosquitoes chasing him with a handkerchief, with an expectant smile on his face.

Master Pakse is said to be one of the most powerful masters in Siam. He is not a self-proclaimed master, but recognized.

Originally, Mr. Jones couldn't contact him directly. After all, Master Pase was considered an outsider, but Mr. Jones had previously bought Chen Yaping, a disciple of Master Pase in Baodao. Chen Yaping died unexpectedly while performing a mission. reason.

"This... should be Master Pase, right?" Ye Feng asked tentatively when he saw the old man in sackcloth sitting under the bodhi tree.

To be honest, he is not sure if this is Master Pase. After all, this old man looks like an old beggar, with curly hair hanging around his head, and the linen clothes can't see the original color, and half of the black is exposed. Thin shoulders, bare feet stepping on straw sandals, what kind of master is famous all over the country?

But there is only this old man around, Ye Feng can only ask tentatively, what if he is Master Pase.

"No way? He is Master Pakse?" Mr. Jones was very disappointed when he saw Master Pase. How could this be a master?
Mr. Jones is well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen such an unkempt master. If this old man is sitting on the streets of the city, at least eight out of ten people will throw money to him. There is no way, it seems What a crime.

In fact, Mr. Jones spoke in a very low voice, and he still understood the basics of the world, but he didn't expect that Master Pase's ears were extremely sensitive, so he listened to it, but Master Pase had no expression on his face. average.

"Master Base?" Ye Feng hesitated for a while, and tentatively said respectfully: "I am Ye Feng, the husband of your disciple Chen Yaping, and I came here specially to visit your old man!"

Hearing what he said, Master Pase raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Feng: "Are you Pingping's husband?"

For some reason, hearing this name, Ye Feng always felt that his wife might be having an affair with Master Pase...

But now is not the time to care about this, and Ye Feng does not dare to argue with Master Base, he has seen the horror of his wife, let alone Master Base who taught his wife the head-bending technique?In Ye Feng's heart, every head-down master is a lunatic who cannot be provoked.

"Master Pase!" Ye Feng knelt down on the ground with a "thud", tears came as soon as he said it, and he choked up and said: "My wife was killed! Woohoo, what a terrible death! She was wrung to pieces alive The neck, the head and the neck are all at ninety degrees, woo woo..."

"What?" Master Pase's eyes widened suddenly, and the two eyeballs that seemed to have no whites emitted a soul-stirring cold light.

"It's true, please take a look!" Mr. Jones interjected at the right time, and took out a photo to show Master Basse.

On the photo is the photo of Master Chen's corpse whose neck was cut off by Bei Long. Master Chen's body has already been in the hands of the Huaxia military, but somehow there is still a photo in the hands of Mr. Jones. It is conceivable that Mr. Jones It also has considerable power in China.

"Pingping has already got my true biography, and at least I have three things to do with it. How could someone break her neck?" Master Base's expression changed a few times and he became gloomy. He asked in a cold voice. It's like scratching the glass, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"I asked her to help catch someone. She was about to succeed, but she didn't expect to meet a man from Huaxia Daoying." Mr. Jones said with his other hand and took out another photo. It was Beron : "His name is Bei Long. It is said that he may be related to the mercenary organization Fire Phoenix Dynasty. His skills are very powerful. It is unfortunate that Master Chen Yaping died in his hands."

Master Pase took a deep look at the photo, as if he wanted to engrave Bei Long's appearance deeply in his mind.

"He's already dead." Master Pase took the photo and tore it into pieces—it's not professional if you don't tear it up!

"Master Pase, please don't worry, we will try our best to cooperate with you." Mr. Jones beamed with joy, but he also showed a look of embarrassment: "It's just that we are the first contact with Master Pase, it's not that we don't believe you, we just want to Eye-opening, I heard that you are the top head-subduing master in Siam, would it be convenient for you to let us see the world?"

Although Mr. Jones spoke decently, Master Pase snorted coldly: "Are you sure?"

"Definitely and definitely!" Mr. Jones actually said a joke in a relaxed manner.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, suddenly the tall and burly bodyguards behind him screamed collectively, which shocked Mr. Jones—you must know that these bodyguards are all tough men, Tintin can run a horse , the kind of egg that can stand up to a person, but it will scream, how painful it must be!
Mr. Jones looked back and saw a few bodyguards rolling around on the ground, kneeling on the ground crying with their heads in their hands, or hugging the trunk of a big tree and banging their heads against the tree... In short, a All of them dared to die in pain.

"What's wrong with them?" Mr. Jones' face was pale. Could he still not know what fighting power his own bodyguards had?
They were all top-notch mercenaries specially trained from Siberia, and all of them were masters who could tear tigers and leopards apart, but now they looked like a group of addicts who had gone into a fit.

Suddenly, a black bodyguard let go of his head, looked up to the sky, and saw worms gushing out from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, ears and eyes, which are commonly known as seven orifices, they really gushed out, and The bugs look very strange, like a centipede but not a centipede, like a scorpion but not a scorpion, like a spider but not a spider...

"Fuck!" Mr. Jones stepped back in fright, lest he get those weird bugs.

But the black bodyguard is just the beginning, he is not dead yet, tearing his clothes desperately with both hands, tearing up his suit shirt in twos and twos, exposing his muscular body.

At this time, Mr. Jones saw that there seemed to be many things wriggling in his body, and the leather surface was constantly bulging.

Just when Mr. Jones wanted to get closer and take a closer look, there was a sudden "puchi", and the skin of the black bodyguard burst open.

The strange insects gushed out of his stomach like a tide, and the internal organs of the black bodyguard also flowed out, but what was amazing was that they were all riddled with holes, as if they had been eaten by strange insects. His body didn't know when it turned into a nest of terrifying bugs!

"Ah..." Mr. Jones was so frightened that his legs gave way and he collapsed on the ground. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't use any strength.

The black bodyguard was the first, but not the last. The four bodyguards brought by Mr. Jones all followed in the footsteps of the black bodyguards.

The four living people who were alive just a moment ago died in a blink of an eye, and the death was so miserable and terrifying that Mr. Jones was frightened out of his wits.

Could it be that this is the head drop technique of the great head drop master? It's really too evil and terrifying... Mr. Jones is not an ordinary person after all, he immediately thought of it, looking at the bodies of the four bodyguards, it is obvious that they It's not the head drop just hit.

If Mr. Jones guessed correctly, from the moment they appeared in front of Master Pakse, Master Pakse had already lowered his head to them.

Mr. Jones never took his eyes off Master Pase, but he didn't even see when Master Pase lowered his head.

What's even more frightening is that he only muttered in disappointment at that time, and was killed so horribly by Master Base.
[Thanks to Yue Yingshi (588) for the reward, hug~Chapter 348 has been harmonized, 555 This book really makes me vomit blood just by modifying it]

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