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It was a marvelous phone number. It took two or three people, Luo Liang and the woman, to finish the awkward conversation. Then, a woman's voice came out from the other party, uttering a lot of anxious words.

She asked where her father was.

She asked who was Luo Liang?

She had asked a lot of questions, but Luo Liang had yet to figure out how to tell his daughter that his father was dead. As such, this time, the call was a bit messy. It was the same Chinese language, but it had two different meanings.

In the end, she begged Luo Liang to wait for her. In the end, she begged Luo Liang to go to a Chinese restaurant in Qing Lai to wait for her. She said that she would be there very soon.

Luo Liang didn't know what kind of place Qing Lai was, but luckily, the hotel owner was very enthusiastic about the Thai baht and said that if Luo Liang gave him some money, he could arrange a car and send Luo Liang to the meeting place the woman mentioned.

"This is good as well, perhaps it would be better to tell him in person!"

Luo Liang was convinced that he was a kind-hearted person. He couldn't possibly say that the other party's father had been hanged inside the bridge, right?

Therefore, going to Qinglei was also good. After all, he still had time to think over his words and try to tactfully tell her of his grievances. In return, he could perhaps ask someone to take him to Peking University.

Peking University was the future path!

Luo Liang had overheard the conversation between Zhao San and Zhao Jiayan and mentioned the name more than once.

The car Luo Liang was driving to was an old-fashioned Japanese van. The heavy cab looked like a simple-minded big head that needed to be pulled by the armrest to be able to climb up.

The pilot, who just happened to be a Charming Lai, was very surprised that Luo Liang was able to speak a fluent Thai. Therefore, there was no problem in communicating with him.

While talking and laughing on the way, they also encountered two roadside policemen of the Thai police. The driver handed them some driver's license or other similar items and then said that Luo Liang was his cousin and passed through smoothly.

"Bro, where exactly are you from? Laos, Burma or China? How can you speak fluent Thai? " He was very curious, so he asked this question not far from Qinglei.

Luo Liang laughed, "It's from China, but I can't go home for now!"

"It's good to have the four seas at home! Hahaha … Everywhere could be his home! As long as I am comfortable and happy in that place! " The pilot also laughed and proudly told Luo Liang a secret, saying that he actually still had a family and a wife in his hometown and Burma.

After hearing his words of pride, Luo Liang was speechless.

It was close to midnight when this old and tattered truck finally drove into the city of Qinglei, north of Thailand!

After that, the driver parked his car in a parking lot that was similar to the suburbs. Then, he waved to a tricycle called "Tuk Tuk" and said that he would ride into the city and take Luo Liang to the restaurant.

Along the way, the lights were green and the neon lights flickered with bustling activity that was even hotter than Mercer. Luo Liang swore that this was the first time he had seen such a beautiful Nightless City.

Then they crossed the street, passed through the alley, and the driver directed the van to stop in front of a small building with the character "Fuzhou Chinese Restaurant" on the sign.

"It's here!" After paying the taxi driver, the driver smiled happily and said, "Let's go in!"

After he finished speaking, he had already trotted in.

Standing outside the door, Luo Liang felt that this small building was very similar to the Dragon Gate Inn in the ancient costume films.

Just as he was about to step forward, the driver ran out with a man in his forties.

This man was dressed in Tang suit and looked greasy and fat. He had the bearing of a restaurant owner.

"You're from Mercer?" Seeing Luo Liang, he hurriedly asked, "Is the person Xingzi is talking about you?"

Hearing this, Luo Liang scratched his ear and asked, "Who is Xingzi?"

"En..." Little brother, did you call a girl and she told you to come here and wait for her? " Helpless, the boss immediately asked a different question.

This time, Luo Liang nodded and said, "Yes, she's the one who called me here! Is she here? "

Luo Liang asked, not knowing how far Peking University was from here. He stretched his head out as if he wanted to peek inside.

Seeing this, the boss bitterly smiled and shook his head, "Xingzi will only be able to come here in two days, so in these two days, little brother, you should stay here with me first."

Two days... Well, wait!

As he thought about this, Luo Liang nodded with an honest smile.

At this point, the pilot standing to the side became smaller and whispered something into the owner's ear. When he finished, Luo Liang noticed that the boss had given him a note. It was Thai baht!

He felt that this fellow had sent Luo Liang here for his own reasons — to tip him!

Taking the money, the driver put his hands together and said goodbye to the boss, then said goodbye to Luo Liang, "Brother, if you go back to Mercer, just let me know, it's easy to go there too. I'll take you to see my third wife, hahaha …"

"En..." Good... Good! "Thank you, big brother …"

When he turned around and walked away, the owner looked at Luo Liang and smiled, "Little brother, come in and have a seat. My name is Kunbuti, you can just call me Brother Kunge."

Kumbotti... Is he Chinese? But if they were Chinese, Luo Wei really hadn't met any of his compatriots with this surname.

Not paying attention to Luo Liang's reaction, the boss continued to ask, "Little brother, Xingzi said you probably know the whereabouts of her father, Old Tian, is it true? That old thing Tian Hongyun, where is he now?

Southern Thailand, Peking University!

In a large and spacious room, iron chains of varying lengths hung everywhere, and a few broken wheels dangled from them, accompanied by extremely moving heavy metal music.

The room was filled with the laughter and cheers of men and women, in groups of three or four. They were drinking and punching, or flirting alone, or sparring with their darts.

At the very top, on a shabby table, were some specially constructed mineral water bottles, some of which even had pipes for drinking. On the table, there were some powders and pills, as well as some spare foil.

Sitting on a large sofa beside him, a man with half a bald head and half long hair sucked some powder into a tube. Then he closed his eyes in satisfaction and let out a satisfied groan.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were misty and hideous, faintly emitting an evil aura as he looked down at the man that was tied up.

When he stood up, he had a curved knife in his hand. He walked towards the kneeling man with an evil grin on his face.

"You haven't taken down that restaurant in a week. You're so useless, how long will it take for you to repay Brother Crow's money?"

Hearing his evil grin, the man who was tied up and kneeling on the ground trembled and begged for mercy. He said, "Second Brother, please spare me this time. Give me some more time!"

"I've given you time!"

"That's not it, second brother. The girl from the Tian Family left after closing the door for two days. We don't even know where she went, so we have no way of making a move!" "Second brother, how about …"

Just as he was begging, the voice suddenly stopped — it was the scimitar. Blood was dripping from the scimitar, proving that he had just ended someone's life.

Then, the man who was called Second Brother put the curved blade that was still dripping blood into his mouth, licked it, and revealed a sinister smile: "Is it closed? "Go and smash it …"