Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun didn't respond much to the roar of the motorcycle outside the door-the more people killed, the more courageous it was.

He was still searching around the house, but immediately afterwards, he heard the door clap.

The red sister in the taxi had already opened the door of the car, and wanted to follow into the house. After hearing this sound, she quietly retracted into the car and closed the door gently.

Feng Jun raised his hand and wiped his face, and suddenly changed his face. If he didn't take a closer look, it would look like a taxi driver.

After all, he learned a thousand face technique, a technique of change, not a bionic technique.

He opened the courtyard door, and his brow suddenly frowned slightly: Holding the grass, is it actually the police?

There was only one policeman coming, riding the Siam Police's unique three-wheeled police motorcycle, two in the front and one in the back.

It is said that such a motorcycle is very friendly to riders. In Bangkok, where the speed party is rampant, this style can protect the police very well.

The policeman clearly recognized the wrong person. He frowned and said something impatiently.

Feng Jun did not understand Thai at all except the four words "Savanika", but he could feel that in the arrogant tone of the police, he revealed a considerable degree of familiarity.

The gangsters have just said that they are connected with the police. As long as they can take out the poison pin in front of foreign tourists, the delinquent police will assume on the spot that this is the foreign tourists themselves.

Feng Jun didn't understand what the other party was talking about, but only listened to the other party's tone, and he did not hesitate to raise his fist and stun the other party directly.

Then he grabbed the opponent and fell into the courtyard fiercely.

He still has a very good grasp of his strength, this time, the other party will be half disabled even if he doesn't die.

The Siam police is mostly equipped with guns, and this policeman is no exception, but Feng Jun did not use his guns-police's guns. Many data are still relatively easy to find, and it may not be convenient for him to get back to the country.

Because the police came, he did not dare to stay any longer, and found three boxes of ammunition in the hut. One box was the 9 mm bullet of the Glock pistol, and the remaining two boxes were the 5.56 mm NATO of the rifle M16. bomb.

Of the three guns he seized, one was Glock, the other was M16, and the other ... that was a bad gun.

Then he drove a taxi, carrying the red sister and the good scenery along the way.

Came to a place on the outskirts of the city to see no one was there. He stopped the car directly, put the taxi away, and released a motorcycle. He smiled and said, "It looks like this Siamese taxi. I have to run domestically. "

It is impossible to run in China, but this taxi must be taken away.

Sister Red saw the murder of Feng Jun with her own eyes today, and at the beginning, it was quite bloody.

To be honest, she was so scared at first that she urinate incontinence-this kind of scene is basically extinct in China.

But afterwards, she became more and more excited. In society, your red sister had a social dream since she was a child, probably the kind of "Treasure of the Dragon, Commanding the World", so the more social scenes, the easier she is to be excited.

Now, she is not in the age of S2, and she knows that she can't do "order the world not to dare to obey", but her man is an invincible killing dragon sword, which is enough to make her proud.

So along the way, she let Feng Jun drive fast, and whispered in his ear, "Husband, today you are great, I will go to your room at night ..."

"You're almost there!" The scenery can't stand it anymore. She was sitting in the middle of the motorcycle and was caught between the two. "You can think of that kind of thing just after watching the **** scene?"

When Red Sister got up in society, it was really taboo. "I thought, my husband is very powerful, especially for fun ... I don't believe you touch it, I'm wet now."

"You have a dream," the good scenery shouted. "Tonight he is mine. I was frightened. I need to find a warm and calm embrace. Have a good night's sleep ... I'm wetter than you. My urine is flowing. It's in the shoes! "

Teacher Mei is good about this. Although in daily life, she also wears a mask to be a man, but she has a very real temperament when she is herself, and she is not artificial at all-she is so embarrassed to say that she is scared and incontinent.

Sister Hong teased her seriously, "Then after you go back, take a bath first to be serious."

"I go to Feng Jun to wash," Hao Jingjing is kind to anyone, and will not be kind to this female gangster. "After washing, just hug him to sleep, you should be with your sister honestly."

The three of them quarrelled all the way, and all the way to the center of Bangkok.

At this time, it was close to ten o'clock. Although there were still traffic jams in some places, the road was much better.

Feng Jun chose another place to stop the car, put his hand away and put away the car, and conveniently stopped a rental car and returned to his place of residence.

That night's beautiful night, no need to watch, and Feng Jun completed the task in Siam, the next step is to book a flight home.

His killing in Bangkok is really not a big deal. In such a big international metropolis, what are the dozen dead?

Especially among these people, most of them have previous convictions. Thieves, gangsters, suckers, and stowaways do all kinds of bad things. They belong to the kind of masters who have died for a year or two and their families are not necessarily informed.

Moreover, there were only two corpses left at the scene. Although others left blood or something, but there were no corpses, and they could only be regarded as missing, and even the possibility of internal fighting was not ruled out.

The only inappropriate thing is that a policeman died-Feng Jun's hand was still a bit heavy.

Anyway, these can't affect their boarding. When waiting at the airport, Feng Jun said of his trip to Siam, he couldn't help feeling with heartfelt emotion, "Everything here is good, but it's not very friendly to Chinese people."

"Isn't it good?" Although the good scenery passed the night before, but as a tourist expert, she was very open to this unexpected situation. "You can directly use the UnionPay card in the mall, and you can directly take the baht ... So many WeChat scan codes. "

But Sister Red shook her head when she heard the words, "You know if you look at the cars on the street, they are more friendly to mud bombers."

She observed very carefully, but this is indeed the case. More than 95% of the cars on Siam Street are muddy brands.

The brows of Good Scenery raised, "It seems that there is mud in Siam and there is an automobile assembly plant."

Feng Jun shook his head as a liberal arts monk. His history is still good. "Siam is a very strange country. During World War II, they actually regarded mud bombers as liberators and thought that they were liberated from the powers of the Europa. Come out ... "

"What's more interesting is that although they signed an alliance treaty with Mu Hong, they did not receive any punishment after the end of World War II. Instead, they gained a lot of benefits. Luck is not generally good."

"Yeah," Gu Jiahui also interjected at this moment, "Siam is the first or only country in the world, allowing the import of seafood from the muddy Fukushima area, but also vigorously promote."

Wang Haifeng was not interested in answering the call. Hearing this, he couldn't help but stare at his eyes, "Isn't it? Fukushima nuclear leak?"

Gu Jiahui raised his eyebrows, "That's the Fukushima, nuclear-contaminated seafood, which is not eaten by the mud bombers. Sizhen zheng government has vigorously introduced it. This is just a good impression, it is really love."

"At a young age, what do you know about 'True Love'?" Yang Yuxin glanced at her dissatisfiedly. These days she has been living with her daughter. She also knows similar news. .

Gu Jiahui rolled her eyes reluctantly, "Mom, this is just a network term, you are more and more alive."

But as she said, she glanced at Feng Jun intentionally or unintentionally.

Mrs. Wang was anxious when she heard this, and she cursed out the swearing directly, "Hold the grass, it's too unethical ... Are those seafood in Fukushima marked?"

Seeing everyone looking at her in surprise, she laughed a little, "This ... I'm planning to have a baby with Haifeng."

She went out to play with her husband, the time is not short, this is a very rare experience after the two of them got married.

In particular, Wang Haifeng has recently become obsessed with cultivation. Although he doesn't go to the messy place to have fun, he doesn't touch her much, and even doesn't go home most of the time.

Mrs. Wang thinks that it is a good thing for her husband to be able to take heart. It is also a rare opportunity to follow Feng Jun to practice, but she is not willing to stay alive ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This time she followed everyone out to play, it took a long time It's time for ovulation again, and she wanted a baby.

At this time she heard that Siamese actually sells Fukushima seafood, and there are countless MMPs to talk about.

Gu Jiahui shook his head and replied, "Without the logo, the Siam Zheng government emphasized that the logo must not be clear, otherwise, they worry that no one will buy it."

"I'll grass his uncle," Wang Haifeng was also annoyed when he heard the words, "Why didn't anyone overthrow it when this Nima broke the Zheng house?"

"It's okay," Good Scenery glanced at him and spoke lightly.

Her title as a travel expert is really not self-proclaimed. She is familiar with the relevant precautions. "We eat and live in five-star hotels. These hotels have strict requirements for the source of seafood. May smash signs. "

"Yes," Gu Jiahui nodded with a smile, a smug look. "Even when we were spreading supper in Phuket, I asked the store if it was seafood from Fukushima. The store said it was not. Teach me several ways to distinguish. "

Wang Haifeng finally let go of her heart and gave her a hand. "Little sister, great grace doesn't thank you."

They chatted like this, but the passenger next to them couldn't sit still, and some people couldn't help asking out loud, "Little girl, how do you recognize the seafood of Fukushima?"

"There are a lot of seafood," Gu Jiahui glanced at this person. She was very willing to show off, so she was very enthusiastic. "I only learned a few ways to identify, but I have to have the real thing to say it. It is true ... Is indescribable. "

After a pause, she spoke out again, "but you can be sure that if you are staying in a five-star hotel, you are less likely to be exposed to Fukushima seafood."

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