The old Taoist priest opened his mouth and said, "Master Jiang, don't you want me to help you with the live broadcast?"
Take him there!
He can help Master Jiang live broadcast invisible with his mobile phone, and he can also act as a thug!
Jiang Tang glanced at the old Taoist priest and asked, "Master, I wanted to keep you here with everyone, because I don't know how long it will take for you to come back."
"Master Jiang, we are not children. We don't need anyone to accompany us. Let the Taoist priest go with you!"
"Yes, yes, if the Taoist priest goes with you, he can also broadcast what happened in that place live. Please take him with you!"
"We'll be watching the live broadcast in the hotel and waiting for you to come back!"
The old Taoist priest looked at Jiang Tang expectantly, and his desire to go together was obvious.
"Okay, then the three of us will go on this trip."
Jiang Tang smiled and said, "You don't have to wait here for us all the time. If you're tired, just go back to your hotel room to rest and watch the live broadcast on your phone."
The fans at the scene agreed one after another.
“Okay, we got it, Master Jiang, we’ll go back.”
"Master Jiang, go ahead and don't worry. Be sure to pay attention to safety!"
Jiang Tang nodded to everyone, and disappeared from the spot with the old Taoist priest and Baozi.
Everyone thought that the old Taoist priest was taking Jiangtang and Baozi to Myanmar. Only Jiangtang and the old Taoist priest knew that the one who was taking them there this time was Baozi, the little thunder.
What is lightning fast? The speed of steamed buns is it.
In just a few minutes, Baozi arrived in Myanmar with Jiangtang and the old Taoist priest.
In a park in Myanmar.
A young man was being beaten by a group of people.
"Bang, bang, bang."
"Bang bang bang."
The sounds of punching and kicking continued to ring out, and each punch hit the flesh, leaving no room for maneuver.
"You came to our park and still wanted to ask for help. You really are not afraid of death."
"Haha, beat him hard, leaving him with a breath of life before we take out his kidneys and organs. We want the freshest ones, but don't beat him to death."
"No... stop hitting me..." The voice was so weak that no one could hear it.
Even if they heard it, these thugs would not show mercy.
Even if you beat him to death, no one would say anything.
Anyway, in their eyes, these people are just like piglets kept in a pigsty.
The man on the ground was in so much pain that he lost consciousness and couldn't even open his eyes.
But he is still waiting, waiting for a possibility.
He was a fan of Master Jiang, named Jia Bao. His plea for help had successfully reached Master Jiang. Master Jiang should, perhaps...
Will you come to rescue him?
"state!"
Another hard kick landed on his stomach, and Jia Bao curled up again like a cooked shrimp.
"Master Jiang... Master Jiang..."
Jia Bao tried hard to open his swollen eyes, looked at the gray sky and muttered to himself.
"I can't seem to wait for you any longer, Master Jiang..."
"If there is an afterlife, I still want to be your fan and be scared by the ghosts in your live broadcast room."
How great would it be if he hadn't listened to his girlfriend and came here with her?
If he hadn't come here, he could still stay at home, eat peanuts, drink beer, and happily watch Master Jiang's live broadcast.
But now, it's too late to regret.
Master Jiang probably wouldn't run to this place where people kill without blinking an eye just for this unfamiliar fan of his.
It was him, just a wild imagination.
Jia Bao gave up resistance, collapsed on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, and allowed these people to beat him.
Beat him to death. Once he's dead, you can cut off his kidneys or remove his organs. As long as he's dead, there will be no more pain.
Seeing Jia Bao like this, the thugs stopped their actions.
Although kidney organs can be used even if they are beaten to death, kidney organs that are freshly cut from living animals are still more valuable than kidney organs that are removed after death.
They won't go against money.
A thug with a fierce look in his eyes squatted beside Jia Bao, patted Jia Bao's face which was beaten into a pig's head and sneered.
"You want to die?"
"Haha, you wish for it. I said I'd spare your life and skin you alive, so I won't beat you to death."
"You say you, just be obedient and join us, bring back some heads, and you will be waiting for a good life of wealth and glory."
"But you, if you insist on running away and refuse to obey, don't blame us for kicking your ass, okay?"
Jia Bao closed his eyes and ignored it.
They were all going to die anyway, so it was useless for him to say anything, and he didn't want to say anything.
Seeing that Jia Bao didn't say anything, the thug spat in his face and stood up and said.
"Take him back to the skinning room and let him experience the unique features of our park!"
"yes!"
A group of people dragged Jia Bao by one of his legs like a dead pig and dragged him into a room covered in blood.
Where Jia Bao was dragged, a shocking trail of blood was left.
There are many traces of dried blood around this fresh blood path.
It is unknown how many people were beaten until they were covered in blood and dragged into the skinning room with only their last breath left.
Jia Bao was lifted up by two people and thrown onto the operating table. Jia Bao, who was already seriously injured and on the verge of death, felt as if his internal organs were shattered after being thrown like this.
This caused him to vomit blood uncontrollably.
"This man is dying. Skin him alive quickly, or you'll lose a lot of money."
"Um."
Jia Bao, who was in great pain, had his limbs held down by several people, making him unable to move.
Two men wearing masks and white coats appeared beside him, holding Taoist swords that glowed white.
Jia Bao could no longer see clearly, but he knew that if the knife went down, his stomach would be cut open.
"Press it firmly, don't let the blood splatter."
The man in the white coat holding the knife gave a warning and swung the knife down with an expressionless face.
Jia Bao stared blankly at the dark ceiling.
This time, he is really going to die...
"You won't die."
Haha, Jia Bao curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.
Look, when this person was about to die, he actually heard the voice he had always dreamed of.
He heard the voice of Master Jiangtangjiang.
Master Jiang said he would not die, but he was going to disappoint Master Jiang.
This time, he won't survive.
The imagined pain never came, and even the people who were pressing on his limbs seemed to let go of him.
Jia Bao blinked hard and finally saw clearly that there seemed to be a very familiar figure in front of him.
"I'm here to save you. You won't die."
A pair of cold hands gently wiped away the tears in his eyes and the blood from the corners of his mouth.
Only then did Jia Bao see clearly who was in front of him.
If the voice made him feel that it was the person he had been expecting, then the person who appeared in his eyes now was the person he was thinking of!
"Master Jiang...I...did I die and go to heaven before I saw you, or am I dreaming?"
Jiang Tang tapped Jia Bao's chest a few times to protect his heart meridian, and then placed an enhanced health talisman inside Jia Bao's clothes on his chest. Then he looked at Jia Bao, who was in disbelief.
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