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When Long Hun heard Jiang Chuan's murderous words, he knew that Jiang Chuan had already started to kill and could not be stopped, so he did not say much.

Long Hun could not see through Jiang Chuan's strength. They had sparred before, and Long Hun knew that Jiang Chuan's strength was better than his master.

He believed in Jiang Chuan's strength and directly sent a top team of the Long Hun Mercenary Group to Siam.

"Old Liu, apply for a private flight to Siam for me immediately. I want to rush to Siam."

Jiang Chuan and Long Hun ended the call, and he called Liu Yong.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Liu Yong agreed immediately without asking the reason.

An hour later, Liu Yong used his privileged ability to successfully apply for the flight route, and Jiang Chuan could take a private plane to Siam at any time.

"Mr. Jiang, Siam has our branch, and the person in charge of the branch is our confidant. You can contact him at any time if you have anything. I have sent you the phone number."

Liu Yong finally said to Jiang Chuan.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Lao Liu."

Jiang Chuan heard Liu Yong's arrangement clearly and said with satisfaction.

Jiang Chuan hung up the phone and went directly to the private plane to go to Siam.

"Mr. Jiang, are you alone this time?"

Jiang Chuan came to the private plane. The pilot and stewardesses had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Jiang Chuan's arrival, they asked respectfully.

"Well, get ready to take off and send me to Siam."

"When you arrive in Siam, you can play in Siam for a while. I will pay for all the expenses. I will contact you when you need to return home."

Jiang Chuan looked at his private plane pilot and stewardesses and nodded, and smiled at them and said.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Everyone couldn't help but be happy when they heard Jiang Chuan's words, and thanked him.

Jiang Chuan took a private plane and after more than four hours, he finally arrived at a private airport in Siam smoothly.

"Dear Mr. Jiang, welcome to Siam."

Jiang Chuan walked down from the private plane, and a young man in his thirties quickly came to him, bowed, and said in a very respectful manner.

"Are you Songpa?!"

Jiang Chuan looked at the young man in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, I am Songpa, the head of the Siam branch of Tianxia Group."

Songpa also looked up at Jiang Chuan and answered respectfully.

Songpa raised his head, and Jiang Chuan also saw the other person's appearance clearly.

Songpa has typical Siamese characteristics: dark skin, flat and somewhat large nose, buck teeth, thick lips, big and bright eyes, and slender limbs.

"Is the car to pick us up ready?"

Jiang Chuan nodded and asked Songpa.

"It's ready and can go at any time."

Songpa's attitude was very humble, but he knew that Jiang Chuan in front of him was a big shot in the head office of Tianxia Group. Liu Yong personally called him to ask him to meet any of Jiang Chuan's needs, and he gave a death order.

"Okay."

Jiang Chuan smiled and nodded. When the pilot and the stewardesses came over, he directly ordered Songpa to drive the extended version of Rolls-Royce away from the private airport.

Jiang Chuan arranged the pilot and stewardesses of the private plane to a five-star hotel, and told them to spend as they pleased and ask him to reimburse them when they returned, which was thanked by everyone.

Jiang Chuan also came to Songpa's own luxury villa at Songpa's invitation.

Songpa's villa is very luxurious and magnificent, similar to the ancient palace of Siam.

"Mr. Jiang, I have prepared local specialties of Siam for you. Please eat some food and have a good rest."

Jiang Chuan and Songpa returned to the luxury villa. Songpa personally took Jiang Chuan to the restaurant, which had prepared a variety of specialties of Siam, filling the entire table.

"Too much, prepare less next time, I don't like waste."

Jiang Chuan looked at the table full of food, he did not reject Songpa's kindness, just said to him calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Songpa felt Jiang Chuan's displeasure, his heart beat fast, and he replied respectfully.

"Sit down and eat, I can't eat so much by myself, if these things can't be finished, let the servants of the whole villa eat together, I don't like to waste food, and I don't like people who waste food."

Jiang Chuan felt Songpa's anxiety and restraint, he smiled and said to Songpa, let him, the host, sit down and eat together.

"Okay."

Songpa breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Jiang Chuan's explanation.

The twoAfter sitting at the table and eating for a while, Jiang Chuan also had some understanding of the entire Angel City.

"Let them take the food away and eat it, don't waste it, and let all the servants around leave."

Jiang Chuan said to Songpa beside him expressionlessly, with a mysterious light flashing in his deep eyes. Because what he was going to say next was crucial and must not fall into the ears of others. Songpa was trustworthy, but it was hard to say about the others.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Songpa responded respectfully, and then decisively issued an order, ordering the servants to quickly take away all the food on the table, and generously rewarded them with these delicacies to enjoy. At the same time, he also sternly told them to evacuate the restaurant immediately and not to stay for a moment. If they approached without his permission, once discovered, they would be punished inhumanely, making them unable to live or die. Songpa's words were as sharp as a cold wind. The servants present changed color and left in panic. In a moment, they disappeared without a trace, and the whole restaurant became silent.

After the servants left, Songpa turned to face Jiangchuan and said solemnly: "Mr. Jiang, if you have any orders, please speak up." At this time, Songpa was like a loyal guard, ready to obey the master's orders at any time.

"As a native of Siam, you must have heard of the Hell Organization?"

Jiangchuan nodded slightly, looked at Songpa calmly, and asked slowly.

"Hell Organization?"

Songpa heard Jiangchuan's words, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing disbelief and astonishment, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying.

"Mr. Jiang, wait a moment."

Songpa suppressed his inner fear, quickly left his seat, carefully looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was here.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you asking about the Hell Organization?"

Songpa returned to the table and looked at Jiangchuan with a serious and solemn expression, and his words revealed a deep fear.