Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 291 Have you ever seen real death?
"Alai! Why are you calling us over so urgently? What's the matter?" the woman who got out of the car asked the transgender beauty standing at the door.

The two of them even pretended to kiss each other on the cheek at the door, as if they were very familiar and intimate with each other.

As for the man with tattoos all over his body and bandages on his palms and wrists, he looked around with a cold gaze. When he saw that there were no extra people in the villa, he relaxed a little.

Generally speaking, the most vicious and brutal thugs are at the top and bottom of Thailand's black industry.

The upstream industry is responsible for draining the marrow out of people, and even after squeezing out every last bit of potential, they will disassemble the body's organs and sell them.

The downstream is responsible for selecting targets, robbing and kidnapping people, and facing the first wave of risks.

Like the drivers of double-decker buses who take people to a remote place and then leave them behind and run away, this is actually just a part of the intermediate transportation.

The targets are all "prey" with low profit value.

"I'm not calling you. The director has something to tell you... He will be back soon. Let's go in and sit down first." The transgender beauty named 'Alai' greeted them.

The three of them filed into the villa, and before they could stand firm, they saw Qiu Chuji standing in the middle of the living room.

The tattooed man's expression changed and he subconsciously reached for the gun at his waist, but the flying sword was much faster than his movements.

With a flash of cold light, all the fingers on the man's right hand were broken.

The man groaned, covered his palms, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sit down!" Qiu Chuji pointed to the sofa beside him, as if he was the owner of the place.

"You, call that director and ask him to come back." Qiu Chuji said to the new mixed-race beauty.

The mixed-race beauty forced a sweet smile, and then said in a strangled voice: "We are just dogs raised by Director Tomitomi, how can we order him around?"

Qiu Chuji said, "Begging, threatening, throwing a tantrum... no matter what you try, I want Director Fu Chen to appear here within an hour, otherwise you will see what true death is."

The smile on the mixed-race beauty's face froze, and one of the shoulder straps of the beige suspenders she was wearing slipped slightly, exposing half of her originally abundant assets, outlining a very moving curve in front of Qiu Chuji's eyes.

"It seems that there is some misunderstanding between you and us."

"How about this...let me have a few drinks with you first, and then we can talk it out and clear up any misunderstandings."

"If it's our fault, we will accept the beating and the punishment. I can do whatever I want!"

As she spoke, the woman's knees went weak and she knelt down, then twisted her body and crawled towards Qiu Chuji like a cat.

Rather than begging for mercy, it would be more accurate to say that she was taking advantage of her physical strength to seduce Qiu Chuji in an attempt to find an opportunity to turn the tables.

The vast majority of Thai women have no sense of shame.

In order to achieve their goals, using their bodies as a means of exchange is what they have been taught since childhood.

These have mostly been presented in their entertainment works, which are extremely outrageous and destroy people's worldviews. Although there may be some exaggeration, reality is often more magical than entertainment.

hum!
The flying sword swept past, and the woman's twisting body was immediately stabbed by the sword several times. Although no vital parts were injured, the blood kept flowing. The sword also stabbed a painful point, and she rolled on the ground, wailing miserably.

In an instant, tears and snot covered her originally beautiful face.

At the same time, the tattooed man also recovered from the initial pain, and actually grabbed a pistol with his other hand and shot at Qiu Chuji.

Bang bang bang!
A series of gunshots rang out, and the man emptied his magazine in an instant.

But Alai, who was standing next to Qiu Chuji's body, showed a sad look.

brush!
The flying sword swung up, the man's limbs were chopped off, and then he was hung on the wall, and blood flowed down the wall.

From this man's perspective, he could even see himself bleed to death.

Throwing away the bullet he had grabbed, Qiu Chuji looked at the woman who was still rolling on the ground and wailing: "Still crying? Even if you cry, I will still count the time for you!"

The woman's crying stopped abruptly.

She glanced at the man hanging on the wall, bleeding profusely, then tremblingly took out her cell phone and dialed the number.

After a few simple exchanges, the woman said to Qiu Chuji with a look of panic: "Director Fuchen already knows!"

"Based on what I know about the director, he will definitely not take risks for us."

"If we wait in the villa, we will just be waiting to die!"

Qiu Chuji ignored the woman's words.

Time passed little by little, and the man nailed to the wall finally bled to death.

And he was, of course, long dead.

The hum of a large number of cars sounded outside the villa.

But no one was seen rushing in.

Thai police broke into other villas on the left and right, drove away and evacuated the people around them, and created a vacuum zone.

Alai and the woman's expressions became ferocious. They guessed what the director was going to do. After looking at Qiu Chuji who still had no expression on his face, they struggled to rush to the door at the same time, wanting to leave the villa before they were bombed here.

But when they opened the door, they were greeted by a barrage of bullets.

The two beauties, both male and female, were beaten into rag dolls in an instant.

A corpse lying in a pool of blood is not really "beautiful".

At the same time, four or five grenades were thrown in.

That Director Fuchen was quite determined, and he wanted to use a villa to "bury" Qiu Chuji. Of course, it was also because villas were not that expensive here, especially for powerful local bureaucrats like Fuchen. Even if the house collapsed, there were still people to help repair and rebuild it.

He might even take this opportunity to make a small fortune.

Whoosh!
With a sweep of the flying sword, the grenade thrown in was thrown back outside in less than a quarter of a second and fell into the group of police cars.

The blinding fire and explosion shattered the outer network.

At the same time, the flying sword turned into a dazzling red light and penetrated into the group of Thai police, starting a ruthless harvest.

Are there any innocent people among these Thai police officers?
When did Qiu Chuji really care about this?

Was it possible that among those Jin soldiers who invaded the Central Plains back then, there couldn't be one or two good people?
For Qiu Chuji, those who prevented his thoughts from flowing freely were all evil demons and heretics.

Since he is an evil heretic, why not kill him?
We Taoists... have always been like this!

The flying sword shuttled through the crowd, killing people and causing heads to roll and blood to flow like a river.

But in reality, it only took a few seconds, and all the Thai police officers surrounding the outside were cleared out.

Qiu Chuji had previously forced Alai to reveal Director Fuchen's appearance and drew a photo of him using an AI drawing tool.

At this time, when comparing the person lying in a pool of blood, no one matching the photo was found.

"You actually didn't come. You are so afraid of death... That's really good!" Qiu Chuji was not disappointed. Instead, he was a little happy.

Killing a person who is not afraid of death and making him afraid of death will have little effect.

Just like the tattooed man who was nailed to the wall, he was obviously not that afraid of death. He never uttered a word of begging for mercy from beginning to end and was very tough.

But if you push a person who fears death into a desperate situation little by little, step by step, and force him to face the end of death, then this process will be enough to make him collapse many times, and he will endure multiple mental torture before he dies.

Qiu Chuji already knew where the police station on Meisu Island was. Even if the news that all the front-line police had been wiped out was passed back to the police station, it would not be that fast for the chief to escape.

The important thing is that several of his minions in the dark were killed by Qiu Chuji. Now that he has left the police station, where can he hide to be safer?

There are indeed Thai troops stationed on Meisu Island, but they are not within the city limits, but closer to the open sea.

Qiu Chuji was tossing a gem-studded metal lighter that he had taken out of the villa, which bore the aura of the director.

With this thing as a 'guide', as long as Director Fuchen has not left Meisu Island, Qiu Chuji can find him.

The soul is restricted!
However, vision, hearing, and smell, the human body's natural senses, are all within the normal range of functioning.

And Qiu Chuji's five senses are more than dozens or hundreds of times stronger than those of ordinary people.
Inside the Meisu Island Police Station, Chief Tomitomi kept making phone calls, asking for help from the nearest military camp.

However, even if the soldiers in the barracks arrived by helicopter, it would take more than an hour.

And this is an optimistic estimate.

The quality of Tailan's military cannot be said to be bad, but it is not very good either.

Fu Chen had no idea how much time it took from packing to departure and then to arrival at the destination.

So he organized the remaining police officers to set up various obstacles and confrontation points near the police station, while at the same time he planned to drive away quietly and escape from the core of danger first.

He doesn't care at all how many policemen die because he can recruit a lot of new ones.

Life is hard, and there are many young people who are willing to risk their lives to get a job in government service.

He can't die!
We still have a great life full of rights, but we haven’t enjoyed it enough!

What gave Tomitomi a headache was that this matter was a bit of a big deal, and it would be troublesome to calm it down afterwards, and it might cost him a lot of money.

The main reason is that Mue Soi is a tourist island, and there are always some nosy foreigners who take videos and photos and spread them out.

This is very unfavorable for him to control public opinion.

Before leaving the police station, Tomitomi deliberately did not drive his own imported luxury car, but instead took away a young policeman's domestically produced second-hand car.

He stepped on the accelerator all the way to the dock. As he got closer to the dock, Tomitomi felt more and more relaxed.

After getting on the private yacht and starting the engine, Tomitomi stood in the cockpit with a smug smile on his face as the yacht cut through the waves in the bay and headed towards the blue sea.

He hummed a tune, took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator beside him, poured some into the glass, shook the glass, and took small sips to taste it.

"This time, we must protest seriously to the big country next door. They actually sent such brutal agents to carry out terrorist attacks."

"Using this as an opportunity to challenge them internationally should help gain a lot of support from the West."

"Maybe I can offer a good price!" Tomitomi drank his wine and even began to think about how to turn crisis into opportunity.

However, the next moment, a sword was placed on his neck, and the cold and sharp blade cut the skin on his neck.

Although the aorta was not injured, the flow of blood made Tomitomi feel cold all over.

With a clang, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

The smug expression on Tomitomi's face instantly turned into great fear.

"Tell me...you are not the final planner!"

"If not! Then you can die a little more comfortably." Qiu Chuji's voice, like a messenger from hell, sounded behind Fu Chen.

(End of this chapter)