The old woman went to work in the fields, and only Sencha was waiting for Zhang Feng to wake up so that he could be sent to the town.
After a simple breakfast, Zhang Feng walked out of the room and saw the motorcycle that Sencha had finally borrowed from the village chief.
The style is old and the paint on it has already peeled off. Such a motorcycle only costs 1,800 yuan in China.
Despite the language barrier, Zhang Feng could still see from Sencha's eyes his love for this broken-down motorcycle.
Without saying anything else, Zhang Feng got on the motorcycle and drove for nearly two hours and more than fifty kilometers on mountain roads. Zhang Feng finally saw the town Sencha mentioned.
Rather than saying it is a town, it would be more accurate to say it is a farmers market.
Vendors set up various stalls and sold items. Everything seemed very messy, but this mess made Zhang Feng feel very comfortable.
When he was a child, he lived in such an environment and grew up eating and drinking.
Taking the mobile phone from Sencha's hand, Zhang Feng typed: "Is there a bank here? I want to withdraw some money and buy a mobile phone and a phone card."
"I'll take you there!" Sencha replied.
When I walked to the bank, there was no one inside, and the bored teller was chatting.
Zhang Feng walked in, sat in front of the counter, and said, "Can you hear English?" (English)
The teller raised his head and looked at Zhang Feng in surprise. He was wearing Sencha's old patched clothes and his hair was messy. He said, "I can speak a little English. What can I do for you?"
He took out a bank card from his pocket. This bank card was money won through gambling and boxing on Sanqu's cruise ship.
He handed the bank card in and said, "Take out 20,000 US dollars and convert 10,000 US dollars into Thai baht."
The teller was surprised. He really didn't realize that this young man actually wanted to withdraw so much money. After being surprised, he said: "Okay, sir, please go to the VIP room and wait a moment."
He waved his hand and said, "No, I'll just wait here!"
Fifteen minutes later, the teller handed out two paper bags. Zhang Feng glanced at them casually, picked up the bags, and called Sencha, who was looking around, to walk out of the bank.
Then he bought a mobile phone and two phone cards, and asked for the direction of the bus station through translation software. Zhang Feng typed on Sencha's mobile phone: "I'm glad to meet you and your mother. Thank you for taking care of me!"
After typing, he handed the phone to Sencha, and at the same time stuffed the bag containing Thai baht into Sencha's arms, turned around and left without looking back, and soon Zhang Feng disappeared into the crowd.
Sencha looked at Zhang Feng in surprise, and secretly wondered why this person left just as he said he was leaving? His mother even asked her to take him to dinner.
Opening the paper bag stuffed into his arms, Senchareng's mouth was so big that there were bundles of brand new Thai baht inside!
He has never seen so much money since he was a child!
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As he walked, he put the phone card into his mobile phone and entered the emergency number of the Huangquan team, but the call did not go through.
Delete it, re-enter a series of phone numbers, and dial them.
"Hello, who are you?" A calm but warm voice came from the phone.
Zhang Feng put the phone to his ear and didn't know what to say for a long time.
Hu Xinting, who was on the other end of the phone, frowned slightly, picked up the phone and looked at the overseas number displayed on it, and said again: "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"If you don't speak again, I will hang up the phone!"
"Don't... don't hang up! It's me, Hu Xinting!" Zhang Feng said hurriedly.
"Zhang Feng!"
Hu Xinting said in surprise. As she spoke, tears were already flowing down her face. She had not heard from her for forty-five days. She would be lying if she said she was not worried. Now that she received the call, she could no longer hold on and her tears flowed down uncontrollably. .
Hearing the crying on the other end of the phone, Zhang Feng seemed a little at a loss and could only say: "Hu Xinting, don't cry! You must not cry. Why are you crying?"
"No... nothing! When you come back, call me and let's meet, okay?" Hu Xinting said.
Zhang Feng was naturally impatient for such a request and said quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll call you when I get back! By the way, do you still remember the phone call I gave you last time? I'm not very convenient now, please help me Call me again and say I’m fine and just go back as soon as possible!”
Hu Xinting did not expose her relationship with
The King of Hell has known him for a long time, and is even familiar with the existence of the Underworld Team.
She didn't want Zhang Feng to know her background now. That would only bring too much pressure and too much resistance to Zhang Feng.
At that moment, he smiled and said: "I remember that phone number, I will call you and tell you. Well, that's it, bye!"
"Bye!" Zhang Feng said.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel excited. The goddess in his heart actually took the initiative to have dinner with him. This was simply a piece of cake in the sky!
In a good mood along the way, Zhang Feng rushed to the bus station. As soon as he got on the bus to Chiang Mai, his cell phone rang in his pocket.
He took it out and saw that it was Huaxia's number, so he answered it, "Hey, who's there?"
"I, the King of Hell!" The King of Hell said coldly. He had just received a call from Hu Xinting and conveyed Zhang Feng's message. He then asked for the phone number from Hu Xinting and dialed it with his personal mobile phone.
"How about it?"
"Don't worry, I have no missing arms or legs, and I'm in good spirits! There's only one thing. I'm going to turn into a savage during this period. I strongly request the culprit monkey to treat me to a meal. The dishes can't be less than ten, and they must be decent. Eight hundred dollars of fish and meat!" Zhang Feng said angrily.
After hearing his joke, the King of Hell was completely relieved and said: "I will tell the monkey exactly what you said!"
"Well, I'm going to kill him well then." Zhang Feng suddenly remembered something and said: "You ask me to check the information of a bank account, the name of the head of the household, the address, etc., the more detailed the better! I’ll tell you the cause and effect after I get back, it’s not convenient to talk over the phone.”
"Okay, what's the account number?" King of Hell agreed.
Zhang Feng took out another bank card from the attached pocket. This bank card was entrusted to him by Sang Qu before his death and asked him to hand it over to the head of the household.
Although some time has passed, Zhang Feng still remembers the last words Sang Qu said before he died: There is someone behind Kun Sha!
If someone was really controlling the largest armed drug lord in the chaotic land, it would be too shocking, so Zhang Feng decided to send his bank card over to see if he could find any clues.