Diary of the life of a working wizard

The slap sounded, and the living room fell into dead silence. Everyone except Xia Yunjie stared at Naizalun in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that an old Thai man dared to attack Wichai, who had dual backgrounds in the military and the royal family, and he did so while armed soldiers were standing guard. They couldn't believe that an old man could act like an agile antelope under their noses. , suddenly appeared in Weichai's face, causing Weichai to be slapped before he could react at all.

"Click!" In just the blink of an eye, Paraton opened the safety with a murderous look on his face, held the gun directly, raised his hand, and pointed the holed muzzle at Nazaren

"Old man, do you want to f**king die?" Pratong Han said in Thai with a face on his face.

"Don't be nagging him, Phra Tong will break one of his legs first," Vichai yelled with a livid face.

Who knows his identity, but he was slapped in the face by an old Thai man in full view of everyone? It was simply a great shame and humiliation.

Although Zhong Yangying could not understand Thai, when she saw that the situation suddenly developed to the point of using knives and guns, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she looked at Xia Yunjie for help.

She didn't want to cause trouble. But Naizalun, whom Xia Yunjie invited, suddenly slapped Weichai in the face, and the situation was completely beyond Zhong Yangying's expectation and control.

"Wechai, Sir Pratong, I have something to say, I have something to say," Wan Dapeng said with his teeth chattering in fright.

He didn't think the gun in Pratong's hand was a toy gun, and he also understood some Thai.

"How dare you say that? Your people dare to take away 70% of my shares. You must not lose a penny, otherwise you will be waiting to be shot." Although Wei Chai was extremely angry, he had not lost his mind yet. Seeing that Wan Dapeng was still Youzhong Yangying and others were so frightened that they immediately felt something in their hearts and took the opportunity to put forward the conditions he had mentioned before.

Wei Chai had just finished speaking when Naizalun raised his hand with a cold face and slapped him four or five times on his fat face.

Within two strokes, Wei Guai's face was really swollen like a pig's face.

"Xia Yunjie, are you fucking crazy? I don't know where you got this bad guy..." Wan Dapeng didn't care that Weichai was beaten. What he was really worried about was that Weichai was slapped in the face like this in public. When he was angry, he would really lose his mind and let someone point a gun at him, so when he saw Naizalun slapped Weichai again, he was so frightened that he roared at Xia Yunjie.

"Shut your stinky mouth." Xia Yunjie picked up two bananas from the table in the living room and threw them away.

The banana was inserted right into Wan Dapeng's mouth, making him "wow" so hard that he could no longer say the next words.

Almost at the same time, the Paraton gun suddenly lowered its muzzle, aimed at Nezaren's thigh, and then pulled the wrench...

After all, it is still a democratic country. Phra Tong does not dare to kill people directly with a gun, but he still dares to cripple an old man's leg.

However, Palatong had just pulled the wrench when his arm suddenly hurt. He couldn't help but let out an "Ah" sound, and could no longer hold the pistol. The pistol fell to the ground with a "pop", and Palatung's hand was even more... It swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant it was comparable to Wei Chai's fat hand.

"This..." Everyone stared at Paraton in great surprise, not knowing what happened. Only Zhong Yangying saw this scene and knew what was going on. She couldn't help but feel secretly in her heart. Thinking about it, the head-lowering master is really terrifying. That Naizalun didn't even do anything, and this Pratong's arms were so swollen.

"Come here, come here, arrest that old man and everyone here." Paraton covered his arm, watching it getting bigger and bigger, and couldn't help but scream in horror.

As soon as the Palla call ended, the soldiers he brought outside all held guns and barged in fiercely.

Wan Dapeng was so frightened when he saw the soldiers rushing in that his legs were trembling, and he almost couldn't help but urinate a little.

Also frightened and a little out of his mind was Nezaren.

The person sitting in the living room right now is Master Xia. If these guys point their guns at his "old man" and his "old man" gets angry, what's the point?

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, stand outside and put down your guns." Seeing that the soldiers were about to rush in, and seeing that their guns were aimed at Xia Yunjie and others in the living room, Naizalun shouted sharply, and a fierce evil aura directly Get into the minds of the soldiers.

The soldiers suddenly trembled and stopped abruptly.

"Catch this old man first," Palatong frowned and shouted at the shocked soldiers.

"Catch this old man first," Weichai yelled at the shocked soldiers.

Wei guessed that something was wrong, because with such a fat body, he couldn't get rid of the skinny hand of an old man, and he was still firmly grasped in his hand.

The voices of Kewechai and Phra Thong had just fallen. What responded to them was not the footsteps of soldiers rushing up, but the roar of motors that shook the earth and houses, followed by the neat and powerful sound of military boots. The sound of footsteps falling to the ground.

The expressions of everyone including Vichai, Pratong and the soldiers changed drastically. They all looked outside and saw military jeeps parked in the yard of the villa. Machine guns were mounted on the jeeps, and the machine guns were all pointed at the villa. At the same time, rows of fully armed soldiers ran in from behind at a neat trot. In the middle of the rows of soldiers was a general as majestic as a mountain.

"It's over." When Wan Dapeng saw this, his legs went weak and he almost sat on the ground.

He was so frightened that he thought that Weichai had mobilized a large army in anger, but he did not think about it. With Weichai's little foundation, what qualifications did he have to mobilize a large army? Of course, Wan Dapeng, who was in panic, did not notice that he was not the only one who was so scared that his legs were weak and his face was pale. Weichai and others were also scared, and his legs were weak and his face was pale, including Phra Thong. Inside.

"Binon, Binon, isn't your father the colonel? You must save me and intercede with Weichai and the others. This is none of my business. It's all caused by that Xia Yunjie." In horror, Wan Dapeng suddenly thought of Binon, and as if grasping a life-saving straw, he hurriedly grabbed Binon's hand and begged again and again.

"There's no point begging Vichai for mercy. That's General Somtha, the deputy commander of the Bangkok garrison. Do you think Vichai can invite him?" Binon replied with a trembling voice and a look of surprise in his eyes. As the son of the colonel of the 1st Infantry Division, Binon naturally recognized that mountain-like man. He was the deputy commander of the Bangkok Garrison and commander of the 1st Infantry Division.

But why did Song come, and why was he so big and fierce? Binon didn't know. I could only vaguely feel that Weichai was probably going to be in big trouble this time.

"What deputy commander of the garrison?" Wan Dapeng was so frightened that he almost lost his wits.

However, Wan Dapeng's soul has not yet taken flight, but the souls of Weichai, Phra Thong and others have already taken flight. Because they saw the soldiers who jumped out of the military vehicles and the machine guns mounted on the military jeeps were all pointed at the soldiers brought by Palatong.

"Praise, praise him, General" Vichai, Phra Thong and others blurted out with trembling voices.

Of course they also recognized General Songta, and at the same time they knew better that they did not invite General Songta over. In fact, they had no right to invite him.

"Catch all these undisciplined soldiers and bring them back to me." General Songta, who was dressed in military uniform, gave a majestic and cold order while moving his legs vigorously.

General Songta gave an order, and the soldiers who came from behind rushed forward like wolves and tigers, and captured all the soldiers brought by Phra Thong.

"This..." Wan Dapeng was stunned for a moment.

He originally thought that the soldiers who came from behind were in the same group as Wei Chai, but he didn't expect that the people he captured turned out to be Wei Chai's men.

Also dumbfounded was Zhong Yangying. She had heard Naizalun call him in the car before about bringing someone over, but she didn't expect that bringing someone over would turn out to be such a "tough" scene.

In unison, at least one company of troops was used, and, God, even military helicopters were used.

When Zhong Yangying heard the sound of the helicopter propeller turning overhead, her scalp felt a little numb.

Who is Naizalun that Yunjie called?

He didn't look at the soldiers who were being taken away. Instead, he walked straight into the villa and walked to the living room with his straight waist, firm steps and a stern face through the two rows of soldiers.

"Hello, General Psalm," Binon bowed his waist and came forward with a smile to say hello.

"Hello, General Somtha." Nava, the deputy chief of the Bangrak District Police Department, and Will and Tessa Aung, shareholders of Fran Supermarket, also bowed their waists and came forward to say hello.

"Will..." Paraton endured the bursts of pain in his arms and stepped forward with sweat on his forehead.

However, Song had already put on his stern face and ignored them. He walked until he was next to Naizalun and then suddenly put his legs together, raised his hands to his forehead, put his palms together and raised them to his face. He put his thumb close to the tip of his nose and said respectfully: "He is late, please excuse me, teacher."

What he performed in praise of him was the Namaste salute in which Thai juniors greet their elders.

For a moment, the living room seemed so quiet that there was only the sound of heavy breathing one after another. Even the loud and powerful footsteps of soldiers outside and the sound of helicopter propellers turning were all as if they were in another distant world instead of just outside the villa.

Except for Xia Yunjie, no one thought that the ordinary-looking person who stood behind Xia Yunjie honestly and respectfully like a loyal servant from the moment he entered the living room would actually be the teacher who praised his general.

"Yes." Naizalun nodded noncommittally, then walked up to Xia Yunjie and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, I didn't handle this matter well today, so that..."

Seeing Naizalun coming to Xia Yunjie to apologize, Weichai and others suddenly remembered that the old man was standing in front of Xia Yunjie like a loyal servant, but he didn't even sit down.

But this old man is the teacher who praised his general.

God, who is this young man? Suddenly, the bodies of Weichai and others began to tremble uncontrollably.

They simply couldn't imagine what the status of a young man who respected his master as a master even if he praised his general as a teacher. And they actually bullied his woman, and what's even more frightening is that they even tried to use soldiers to intimidate her?