The yacht owned by Somchai Kunben is a very luxurious three-story yacht. In addition to the cockpit on the top floor, there is a guest cabin in the middle, and there is also a rest cabin on the bottom floor.

Du Weiguo came to the reception cabin with ease, sat down on the sofa, picked up the cigar box on the table, lit an authentic Cohiba Cuban cigar, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Du Weiguo is now able to smoke out some samadhi when it comes to cigars. He glanced at Songpa, who was frowning and frowning, and Du Weiguo said in a teasing tone:

"Songpa, don't be despondent. Anyway, things have reached this point. It's nothing more than a dead end."

At this time, Songpa's body was wrapped with several circles of gauze and he was naked. He looked up at Du Weiguo and said in a low voice:

"No matter what the final outcome of this matter is, I will no longer have a foothold in Pattaya or even Siam."

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said calmly:

"Well, you're right. According to your statement, offending a giant like Somchai Kunben is equivalent to offending the underworld godfather and the local emperor of Pattaya at the same time. There is indeed no place for him to stand."

Upon hearing this, Songpa's expression became even darker. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and his tone was full of sincerity:

"Mr. Wesley, it doesn't matter if I die, but~"

"stop!"

Du Weiguo stopped Songpa's words without mercy:

"Songpa, I have no time to look after your child. I have enemies all over the world. Every day is a day of swords, fire, and blood. If your son follows me, he will not survive more than three days!"

"well!"

Songpa let out a long sigh, his expression was dejected, and he leaned lazily on the sofa, as if his spine had been ripped out.

This matter has evolved to this point. Sompa knew that he would definitely die, and his only sister was also killed.

The son has become an orphan, with no one to rely on, and even if he is rescued today, there is a high probability that he will be eradicated by Somchai Kunben in the future.

After insisting on justice all his life, he finally ended up like this. Songpa felt sad. Am I really wrong?

Du Weiguo couldn't help but sneered when he saw Songpa's despairing look:

"Ha! Sompa, are you thinking too much about this Somchai Kunben? After rescuing your son, kill him and his bastard son, won't this matter be over?"

"What? Kill him! Mr. Wesley, you, you mean~"

Songpa was so excited that he didn't even care about his injuries. He stood up suddenly, his eyes shining like lanterns.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and joked with a smile:

"Songpa, you have to know that I am very expensive, and super expensive. I have already helped you once for free. Are you still here? Do you have money?"

"Uh~I, no."

Songpa was at a loss and felt ashamed. He said something in a nonchalant tone. Du Weiguo said calmly:

"There is never a free lunch in this world. If you want me to do something for you, you have to pay a price. Are you willing?"

"I am willing, Mr. Wesley, as long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to pay any price. I, Songpa, swear to Lord Buddha that I will respect you as Lord from now on!"

Songpa put his hand on his heart, his eyes were firm, and his tone was decisive. The corners of Du Weiguo's mouth raised, and his tone was slightly harsh:

"Songpa, remember your promise today."

Two hours later, a small boat slowly approached the yacht. A muscular man, holding a thin boy in his arms, slowly stepped onto the yacht.

The child was not unconscious. He was trembling because of pain and fear. He pursed his lips tightly and looked at this luxurious and unfamiliar ship with a pair of big, frightened eyes.

It wasn't until he saw Songpa that he burst into tears and called out in surprise. Just as Songpa was about to rush over, Du Weiguo's cold voice came to his ears.

"Songpa, do you want to die?"
Chapter completed!