Sawadee card
Muay Thai master Laila, Muay Thai master Hai Na, Chanon Black Witch and others all looked at Fang Zheng with strange eyes.
Because in Siam, only women can say Sawadhika.
In Siam, women like to prolong their speech, such as Savadika~~~
While men speak without a protracted sound, it is generally Sawadi...ka, and the last ka is used as the ending sound, which is the bass band, and people who don't know it will hear it as Sawadi.
So, you have a manly voice, what the hell are you talking about Sawadeeka
"What's your relationship with Corpse Heart Fragrance?"
"Are you a practitioner from your own country, or a practitioner from a foreign force?"
"May I have your name?"
"Take off the helmet on your head, we need to verify your identity!"
A group of people were in a commotion, Fangzheng didn't understand a single word, but he could tell that these people had an unfriendly attitude towards him, with angry faces, as if they wanted to skin him and eat his flesh of.
Fangzheng was going to take out his smartphone and use the translation app to translate Siamese, but the 40 or 50 people on the opposite side thought that Fangzheng was about to pull out some hidden weapon, so they shouted angrily and acted first.
"He must be the accomplice of the person behind Shixinxiang. The holy monk, Long Poshu, has already killed the mastermind behind the Hundred Buddhas Temple, and the person who bounced back our curse just now must be the strong man behind the scenes in the Hundred Buddhas Temple! Long Poshu did not kill the person in front of us, it must be because he is too weak, not worthy of the holy monk's shot, let's catch this person together and charge some interest first!"
These people all regarded Fang Zheng as a weakling, little guy, and threw them out neatly.
A bunch of curses were thrown towards Fang Zheng.
But these people are cautious enough. With their previous experience, they dare not take it too seriously. They all take out curse props one after another, and the other party is cursing.
So as not to be backbited to death.
Speaking of the Nanyang Curse, it is well-known in the world. In the Nanyang area, that is, in Southeast Asia, it is located in the primitive jungle of Nanban, and there are countless poisonous insects, poisons and miasmas. Therefore, witchcraft has always been the mainstream in Southeast Asia, just like fame. The biggest head drop.
There was a row of people making moves, and as many as three-quarters of the 40 or 50 people were witchcraft head-subduing masters, all of them had excited eyes and eagerly threw out the head-subduing curse.
Especially the black witch with bad breath, like a hungry and thirsty man seeing the goddess who stripped his clothes, with the excitement of revenge on his face, he screamed and took out a bunch of bottles and cans, all filled with the blood of the strong The small jade bottle of essential oil bottle, the first one to take the lead.
Pick the persimmon softly.
The black witch with bad breath planned to regain his self-confidence from Fang Zheng first, and restore the lost face.
The blood essence used to cast the blood curse is already his last property.
However!
Next second!
Behind Fangzheng who was originally empty, a female ghost bride suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because he was the first to cast a curse on Fangzheng, he naturally became the first to bear the brunt of the blowback.
I saw the essential oil bottle in the hand of the black witch with bad breath, bang! boom! boom!
Collective self-destruct.
The black witch with bad breath almost peed in fright, his legs gave way, and he almost fainted from suffocation, that was the last bit of his wealth! As a result, they all went in!
…
It was still the same dark water prison.
There was a commotion in the water prison. Following the tragic death of a prisoner with a headshot, the senior management of the water prison was immediately alarmed, and then Lei Ting was furious, and went directly to the water prison to thoroughly investigate the headshot incident.
All the prisoners in the water prison are practitioners and serious criminals, and they all have files. Now that a person died for no reason, the high-level officials must be held accountable.
"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash! If I suffer, I will let you all suffer collectively before I fall!" The senior management hurried down to the dungeon, furious.
"Is the person who died this time secretly arrested by intelligence personnel from forces outside the Western Territory, or is it a felon in Siam?"
Immediately, the men covered in cold sweat hurriedly replied: "The dead is a felon named Di Li, a Siamese, 37 years old, an awakened person, charged with murder and rape, and created six tragedies in total. .”
This is a scumbag.
More than enough to die.
Executive: "This is definitely not suicide. Someone must be playing tricks behind the scenes. It must be my competitors who plan to pull me into the water and replace them before the new term!"
"From now on, I will stay in the dungeon myself until I catch the real culprit! As long as I'm here, let alone a headshot, I won't even have a chance to make him explode!"
"Section A, where Western intelligence personnel are detained, is the top priority. Even if all the Siamese criminals are dead, a Caucasian must not die, otherwise it will cause diplomatic disputes!"
An arrest is an arrest, and a dead man is a dead man.
The latter is an endless situation.
Small countries like Southeast Asia can't afford to provoke those hegemonic countries in the West.
This time, in order to keep the secret of the opening of the blessed place, the Siamese government secretly arrested many Western intelligence personnel.
It's just that the executive just finished speaking, bang! boom! boom!
Right under the eyes of the high-level executives, three people suddenly had their heads shot for no reason, and their bodies were thrown straight into the sewage.
And these headshots are all the next-door neighbors of the first headshot person.
The senior management turned blue and pale on the spot.
…
Founder is here.
At the same time that the essential oil bottles in the hands of the bad-breath black witch blew themselves up, the other Southeast Asian heads-down masters were all cursed back, and before they could react... all the curse-casting props in their hands blew up.
Normal aura from curse +1.
Normal aura from curse +1.
…
In an instant, Fangzheng received thirty-six wisps of soul energy, beaming with joy, but the group of lower-head masters on the opposite side were collectively scared to pee.
Curse backlash? To be able to counteract the curse of more than 30 head-down masters at once, is there any way for people to survive!
Is this going to force them to death collectively and sweep the Southeast Asian head-down masters? !
These head-down masters looked at the ghost bride behind Fangzheng with a look of despair.
Could it be that the person who repeatedly broke their curse in the illusion was not the one who was chased and killed by Long Poshu? But the "Sawadika Man" in front of him
Holy monk, you cheated us!
It was agreed to leave a soft persimmon for us to pinch!
The decapitated masters can only pin their hopes on the three strongest among them, Muay Thai master Laila, Muay Thai master Hai Na, and Kun who is good at serving and raising ghosts with an evil baby floating behind him. Pan.
All three of them are strong players in the Night Tour Realm.
It's not that they don't have other night-walking powerhouses, the main reason is that the practitioners in Southeast Asia are basically head-down masters, and the opponents can't kill them.
It's like "Gan", the strangest four-faced ghost, and the equally capable wizard Chanon, all fell into Fang Zheng's hands.
Now only melee combat is left.
(end of this chapter)