The Mekong River has fast currents and a wide surface, making it difficult for ordinary people to swim across it. A group of us are practitioners, so this is not a difficult thing for us.

After we swam over, a woman named Xiao Han met us on the opposite side. Zhao Yangui introduced that she was the head of the Wanluo Sect in Vientiane, Laos.

She came here specifically to meet us, and there were still brothers from her cousins ​​monitoring us near the brewery.

After getting in the car, Zhao Yangui asked directly: "Hall Master Xiao, is Ghost King Zongla in that factory now?"

"Zhao Gongfeng, before I came out to pick you up, Ghost King Zongla was still inside. He was placed in this factory by Nava just four or five days ago. Our Wanluo Sect placed a spy in this factory. He is from Laos.

The locals are responsible for cooking for them, and our spies have even seen the Ghost King Zong La with their own eyes."

"Have you figured out where Ghost King Zong La is in the factory?" Zhao Yangui asked cautiously again.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Han actually took out a floor plan of the factory, illuminated it with a flashlight, pointed to a bungalow in the middle of the factory area and said: "Ghost King Zongla has always lived in this house."

As expected of a member of the Wanluo Sect, he is very careful when doing things, even taking out the floor plan.

"Sister Xiao, how many masters are there in this factory, or how many people from the Blackwater Holy Spirit Cult are there?" the sloppy Taoist priest couldn't help but ask.

"This brewery is just a cover. It does some shady things behind the scenes. It is also one of Nava's main sources of income. Therefore, there are many people from the Black Water Holy Spirit Cult. Preliminary estimates are that there are at least nearly two hundred black people.

There are people from the Water Spirit Cult inside, but there are no masters who can do it. Ghost King Zongla is the strongest. Nava gave this place to Ghost King Zongla to take care of him, which further shows the importance of this brewery to him.

With the Ghost King Zong La guarding us, everything will be safe." Xiao Han said seriously.

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled evilly and said: "It seems that Nava made a wrong move. It would be better not to arrange the ghost king Zongla there. Now if he is arranged there, isn't it clear that we will destroy his sinful den?"

?Xiao Jie, after the matter is done, we have to set fire to the brewery of Da Tile and let him play again!"

"Brother Luo, let's just kill the ghost king Zongla. Don't burn this place down. Nava will probably go crazy and chase us everywhere no matter what." Zhao Yangui reminded.

"Brother Zhao, you are so careful. Do you think that if we kill the ghost king Zongla, then the big tiles will stop chasing us? Anyway, we are going to offend you, so why don't you offend us more harshly?" Sloppy.

The Taoist priest said carelessly.

"Although I can't quite understand your thinking, I think it makes sense." Gu Haoran also bared his teeth and smiled.

I suddenly discovered a problem. After spending a long time with a sloppy Taoist priest, we were all led astray by him.

Sometimes the thoughts in my mind will follow his thoughts involuntarily.

For example, when I go to take a job and encounter bad people, I will always suffer the consequences. I learned this from this guy.

When he does things, he always does what makes him happy and never thinks about the consequences.

The most adventurous time was when he went to the Mummy King, but was chased by Huo Qianye and his female apprentice and his leg was broken.

There was also the time when he snatched the green soul from the old Taoist in Tayun Mountain, and all the other things that happened later. This guy was full of evil, and he was so bad that he smoked.

He also exchanged a piece of sweet potato for a bag of eight treasures of the universe, and he plucked out all the bamboo shoots in the mountain.

This time he wanted to burn down a large tile factory again. I don’t know how he came up with these magical ideas.

Zhao Yangui looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and was speechless for a while, not knowing how to continue.

Anyway, we are employers, so whatever we say, they will just follow what we do.

Zhao Yangui took a look at the floor plan of the factory and said to Xiao Han again: "Master Xiao, there must be someone patrolling that factory in the middle of the night. How is it deployed?"

"There are a lot of people patrolling, they work in shifts, and they all have guns in their hands. At least fifty people patrol together every time. They are not very prepared to prevent people from trying to take advantage of the factory. They mainly want to prevent many workers who have been deceived from escaping.

As long as they are caught and taken back, they will be beaten half to death at least, or their hands and feet will be cut off, and some will be killed directly and buried in the factory." Xiao Han added.

"The defense is tight enough, we have to find a way to get rid of those patrolling people first." The sloppy Taoist priest said thoughtfully.

"Zhao Gongfeng, when do you plan to take action?" Xiao Han asked again.

"It's better to hit the sun another day, let's do it tonight, to avoid a long night and too many dreams. After killing the ghost king Zongla, we can just run away." The sloppy Taoist priest made a quick decision.

"Aren't you ready for this?" Xiao Han looked at the sloppy Taoist priest with a look of disgust.

"If you have anything to prepare, we can just arrive when we arrive. The Ghost King Zongla didn't prepare anything, so we don't have to prepare. It's fair." The sloppy Taoist laughed.

This time, Xiao Han's eyes changed again when he looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, as if he was looking at a psychopath.

Then, Xiao Han changed the topic and said: "By the way, Zhao Congfeng, you asked me to help you find some experts. I found a few on the Laos black market, which is not far from here. Go and take a look.

Take them away by the way."

"How are those people's cultivation?" Zhao Yangui asked.

"It's okay, I tried it, and the cultivation level is okay. The price is not expensive, two are 500,000 yuan, and one is 1 million." Xiao Han said again.

Hearing what Xiao Han said, I felt like I was in a bad mood. After paying Zhao Yangui and the others' commission, I only had three or four million left. If I took out another two million, I would really become a pauper.

Now, after I go back, I have to take on a few big businesses and make a lot of money.

"Those people you are looking for, do you know what we are going to do?" asked the sloppy Taoist priest.

"I don't know. I didn't tell them anything. These people are crazy poor. As long as they can make money, they don't care about their lives and don't care what they do." Xiao Han said again.

"A life of five hundred thousand is really worthless." Gu Haoran sighed.

"Brother Gu, Laos is a very poor place. A family's annual income is only a few thousand yuan, and half a million yuan is already a sky-high price in Laos." Zhao Yangui explained.

"Let's go and take a look." The sloppy Taoist priest greeted.

Then, the car started and drove us forward for more than 20 minutes until we came to a dilapidated yard.

There were two people guarding the door of this place. When they saw Xiao Han coming, they raised their hands together and called Hall Master Xiao.
Chapter completed!