The seller of the heavens

Perhaps it was because the laughter touched the wound, the muscles on An Qi's face twitched, and there was a little excitement in the pained expression, and said:

"Ah, it hurts, I've never experienced this kind of pain.

Really, I really want to...kill you! "

At the end, An Qi's eyes widened suddenly, she stared at Jiang Chen, her eyes were full of crazy killing intent.

"Play crazy with me and scare me?"

Seeing her nervous performance, Jiang Chen just sneered, and used his limb-splitting hand. After a few kakas, An Qi's hands and feet were twisted into deformities.

The severe pain erupted like a torrent, and An Qi felt as if an electric drill had been inserted into her head, twisting wildly, tearing her nerves.

"ah!

! "

She screamed and laughed, like a lunatic, spitting blood foam from her mouth.

But even so, An Qi still stood up and did not give in.

Jiang Chen saw that she was mentally abnormal, and torture to extract a confession was useless, so he stopped wasting time and directly threw her into the Chao Phraya River to feed the crocodiles.

After dealing with An Qi, Jiang Chen returned to Ivy's house.

Lvy asked with concern:

"Well, what's wrong?"

In fact, before Jiang Chen came back, Ivy contacted Wen Song and told An Qi about being captured.

Ask Wen Song if there will be any future troubles.

In this regard, Wen Song said that there is no need to worry. He and the killers in the organization are in single-line contact and will not reveal their identities.

Only then can Ivy wait for Jiang Chen at home with peace of mind.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "That guy has a problem with his brain, so he didn't ask anything."

Lvy breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Jiang Chen said again: "I'm worried that there will be other killers coming to kill me in the next two days, which may hurt you. So I plan to go out and hide for a while, and I won't be able to be with you these days."

Lvy: "You must pay attention to safety."

With that said, the two went to wash up together.

Jiang Chen felt that An Qi would come to his door, and that he could not get away from Ivy, so he fired all his firepower this night, and performed Awei's forty-eight moves, and the tossing didn't end until it was almost dawn.

...

In the next few days, Jiang Chen left Chinatown, secretly investigating Wen Song's situation and collecting information.

Since the smiley shot at him, he naturally had to respond.

Wen Song works in the reference room of the Bangkok Police Headquarters. He is ordinary and kind. He has been working hard for many years and is inconspicuous.

In everyone's impression, he is an ordinary good old man.

No one knows that he is the boss of the mysterious organization Smiley.

But for an insider like Jiang Chen, Wen Song's perfect disguise is useless.

It's just that it's easy to kill Wen Song, but it's a bit difficult to eradicate the smiling face organization.

Once they strike the grass and startle the snake, it is likely that other people in the smiling face organization will run away, and they will not be able to catch them all in one go.

Jiang Chen didn't want to give Wen Song's subordinates a chance to take revenge, once they did, they would have to cut the grass and root out.

In the previous human organ trafficking organization, he collected evidence and asked Xiangjiang police to take charge of the removal operation. Now that he has no evidence of Smiley in his hands, it is difficult to convince the Siamese police to investigate Smiley.

Moreover, Jiang Chen still has a doubt, whether there are members of the Q organization among the top police officers is still unknown.

If the police are allowed to intervene, the smiling faces will not be able to be removed, but they will put themselves in prison.

After thinking about it, Jiang Chen thought of a candidate to deal with Smiley.

night.

After getting off work, Wen Song packed up his things and left the police station.

Drive the car back home.

Open the door, enter the house, turn on the lights.

At the moment when the lights came on, Wen Song found a person sitting on the sofa in the room, and his eyes froze suddenly.

He knows this person, who is Ivy's current goal: Jiang Chen.

Wen Song didn't understand, why did Jiang Chen come to the door, could it be that he accidentally leaked information?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, Wen Song put on an appearance that he didn't know Jiang Chen, and with a look of vigilance, he shouted sharply:

"Who are you and why did you break into my house?"

Jiang Chen Shi suddenly got up and came to Wen Song:

"Stop pretending, don't you know who I am? An Qi has already explained everything."

A flash of panic flashed in Wen Song's eyes, and then he immediately regained his composure, showing an extremely strong psychological quality.

He said coldly:

"I do not know what you're talking about.

Don't come here, I warn you, I'm a policeman, you'd better not do anything drastic. "

Snapped!

Jiang Chen slapped Wen Song's face with his backhand.

This blow was so powerful that Wensong's body staggered, his eardrums buzzed, and his mind became dizzy.

Wen Song shook his dizzy head, a little flustered in his heart: This Jiang Chen is so overbearing and rude, he would do it as soon as he came up, he really didn't know what to do for a while.

What he is good at is conspiracies and tricks. In terms of fighting, he is not Jiang Chen's opponent out of ten.

He can only persuade:

"If you have something to say, don't do it. Do you know that assaulting the police is a very serious crime..."

Jiang Chen was too lazy to listen to him, so he raised his hand and touched Wen Song's sleeping point.

Wen Song rolled his eyes and fell asleep.

Jiang Chen held Wen Song by the collar, carried him downstairs, and threw him into the car.

after an hour.

In the box of Marriott Restaurant, Jiang Chen met Mr. Yan who is famous in Bangkok.

Mr. Yan first glanced at Wen Song who was sleeping on the ground, and then said:

"What did you do, so you're ready to mess with me?"

"It's not."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "The purpose of inviting you to meet today is actually to make a deal with you."

Mr. Yan laughed out loud as if he heard something funny:

"Hahahaha, do business with me, I don't know what kind of big business it is? If it's a small business of several million, you can just talk to my subordinate Ah Hao."

Mr. Yan is powerful and rich, so he doesn't care much about the big business that Jiang Chen talks about.

This time, he was willing to meet Jiang Chen because Jiang Chen had helped him find the gold before, and at the same time he admired Jiang Chen's skills.

Jiang Chen was not angry at Mr. Yan underestimating himself, but said slowly:

"If it's only a few hundred or tens of millions of business, I won't bother you, Mr. Yan."

Mr. Yan's attitude was a little more serious when he heard the words:

"Oh, is it?"

Jiang Chen didn't beat around the bush, and said directly: "Have you heard of the Smiling Face Organization?"

After thinking about it, Mr. Yan shook his head and said:

"What gang is this?"

Although his subordinates are powerful, they have never heard of the secret organization called Smiley Face.

The Smiling Face organization is extremely low-key, with clean hands and feet, and will send scavengers to take care of the aftermath after the murder. Even the police don't know that such an organization exists, and Mr. Yan naturally doesn't know.

Jiang Chen slowly talked about the information of the smiling face organization:

"It's not a gang, but a mysterious organization. This organization will cultivate beautiful women as bait, marry the rich, and then let the killer kill the rich, cause accidental death or suicide, and then get the inheritance of the rich..."

After listening to Jiang Chen's narration, Mr. Yan flashed a few figures of rich people who died unexpectedly, and couldn't help smiling with great interest:

"Interesting. What does the business you mentioned have anything to do with this smiley organization?"

Jiang Chen pointed to Wen Song on the ground, and said:

"I caught a leader of Smiley, and I was able to pry out more information about Smiley from his mouth. It will not be a problem for black people to eat black people. But I am alone and weak, and I can't deal with such a large organization. I can only cooperate with you. up.

When the time comes to get the money, I hope to get 30-70 cents. "

Mr. Yan asked: "I am seven and you are three?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "Of course."