Chapter 1032: The Four Great Monarchs See Shemale

Because I want to have fun, I pretend to be a nasty and ugly little devil.

Of course, the size is not willing to pretend: it is for fun and not for trouble.

Then Ali...was taken aback again.

Because the three gods transformed, their clothes became...that was the clothes of tourists before he knew it.

But he will soon know, if he tries to assimilate quickly into the civilized world: there is no such "noble" tourist on earth.

Since it is almost June now, and it is very warm at midnight in Bangkok, Thailand, all three of He Ming chose top-level simple casual clothes.

But it is still the greatest fashion designer on this planet who has taken genius brain medicine, even if he plagiarizes the finished product and fashion design, he cannot copy one-tenth of it.

I saw He Ming's long legs. The strongest part of his thighs is 30% to 40% stronger than a basketball. Now it is very rare for the first time to wear a tight-fitting, very noble style, that is, an elegant royal style. White trousers.

The clothing is thick but looks extremely soft. The color is mainly pure white, and it is decorated with precious items such as pure gold with a strong sense of mystery.

So in the end...it is simple yet has a very strong visual impact, highlighting the long-legged charm of a strong male under the pure white trousers.

And a very strong upper body is also very rare nowadays, freed from the loose ... peasant work clothes and unemployed urban white-collar clothes, and put on a dark red tight-fitting short sleeve with a more "demon and ghost" pattern on it.

So it is natural again, and it is also almost extraordinary, highlighting He Ming's slightly triangular-shaped huge physique, and the sexual aesthetics of the powerful god and demon supreme potential (he thinks) is expressed in a terrifying and terrifying way. This "small place" on the earth is the center of the world no matter where it is, and it is the ultimate focus of all eyes.

"Brother-in-law, you are so handsome! You never need to explain your arrogance." Da Xiaohao praised, looked at Situ Haoran...the two looked at each other...silent.

Then there was a look of contempt back and forth——

"What are you pretending to be?"

This kind of look is really funny on the ugly face of the "little devil".

Both of them have their own clothes.

Of course, it is far better than He Ming... "coquettish".

He Longhao chose a top casual fashion dress with "mathematical" aesthetics.

The principle of this kind of clothes is that under different light, according to the ancient and unchangeable mathematical mysteries, it will have... the beauty of wisdom similar to mathematics. The beauty of great wisdom is incomprehensible to ordinary people. To top mathematicians... also great mysteries that cannot be understood.

The value of this kind of clothes is a precious luxury even in the world of the dead.

Situ Haoran chose a very chic top casual suit.

The elegant blue suit fully expresses the strong muscles and highlights the very slender stature. Finally, the ugly face of the "little devil" is added to form a very weird charm.

But it can be said... Even with such a face, this figure is still the top standard for a super handsome guy in the era of super handsome guys.

It can be seen that some things are born. Someone is a handsome guy, alive and dead. Someone is the ab muscle brother, before and after life...

The shoes of the last three are similar. Top leather shoes.

Of course, all in line with the current dress - this kind of tailor-made clothes is already a complete set. Including panties, any trimmings.

"Yeah. Well, well dressed... Ali, you don't need to change your clothes, and your clothes are also good. Well, this is a Thai translator, and it can automatically translate and speak the language of this country when it is pasted on the temple. .It’s still very beautiful and beautiful.”

He Ming threw a "simple version" translator - the central optical brain has already prepared everything easily.

Ali took the piece the size of an egg. A sheet of crystal that looks as thin as paper. Tried putting it on the left temple and it snapped right on.

Touching it quickly, it feels no different from my own skin. If it weren't for... being able to feel it and take it off at any time, I wouldn't believe there was something stuck on my temple.

"Okay, now... speak in Thai. Well, my name will be the emperor's father." He Ming smiled badly, and felt his face to know that his expression must be ugly. Of course, this is a visual deception, not... a human skin mask or something.

Walked to the edge of the balcony and looked down: it was about a twelve-story building.

Below is an entertainment street where many stores are still open at midnight. A piece of feasting and feasting. Colorful neon lights. The commercials are even more colorful.

Of course he can "see" everything.

The incomparable super vision easily scanned the distance, and saw a large number of... "ladyboys" soliciting customers at the door of some stores.

Really dedicated. But the beauty is... For details, you can refer to the details of a man who wants to pretend to be a career line.

What a tragedy, Thailand's cheap and naturally low-grade estrogen drugs can't stimulate shapeshifters to grow... qualified... breasts.

This point is... the biggest shortcoming for shemales. High-level ladyboys can still have breast augmentation, but low-level ladyboys don't even have money for food, hurry up and sleep

Of course there are more and more tourists and so on. There are especially many Chinese people.

The Chinese people of the new era have replaced the money masters of the Western world... traveling around the world.

Even in a place full of war, it is very safe.

No brainless warlord dared to touch the citizens of the Huaxia Alliance.

So... it appears that Bangkok has been replaced by these new, rich and tireless tourists.

After all, a large number of new and free medical technologies have greatly improved the physical conditions of Chinese citizens.

He Ming regretted a little, did he go too far pretending to be a little devil?

Is it good to pretend to be an ordinary Chinese?

Now the little devil is... not a fart. Because I scanned around. At least within a million meters, the little devil didn't see a single one—he swore. With such a high EQ, he can definitely recognize the Chinese, Japanese and Korean ethnic characteristics that are difficult for ordinary people at a glance.

But... thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I still have to make a big fuss today.

"Hmm... a tragedy. I don't have this country's currency: Thai baht. I don't know if the US dollar can pass through?" Walking back, He Ming had a thought but couldn't find the Thai baht in his private space, and blurted out.

In the age of money, how can you come out to have fun without money?

swipe card. Swipe your own unlimited overdraft credit card issued by Super Sun Bank... It's simply flattering the shops in Bangkok!

Cash only. Or Thai baht?

Dollar?

The US dollar in the old era has almost swept the world, and even African people can recognize this "valuable thing".

Now you spend in US dollars, the store will immediately turn against you.

"The emperor's father, he must be able to use RMB. I checked through... God's system (central system). RMB is super popular in the world. The black market exchange rate has soared to an exaggerated level. Without the past trade, governments want to Buying good things from Huaxia... Wait for the reason. Therefore, it is too late to be welcomed by people who spend in RMB."

Situ Haoran said. The extremely beautiful eyeballs, which are far brighter than gemstones, turned around, and continued to say to Ali: "Ali, listen carefully, my pseudonym is: Meichuan Neiku. Don't make a mistake with the pseudonym of God."

"Yes. God!"

Ali "doesn't know the truth" nodded again and again. Anyway, no matter which god speaks, it is all the truth!

But he immediately showed a very shocked expression, because he found that the words he said had turned into other languages.

"Pervert." He Longhao glanced at Situ Haoran's crotch, and quickly "hidden" away...

"let's go!"

He Ming took the lead to go. There are still pedestrians and vehicles in the commercial street below. Then you can't jump down easily with a one-time map.

Otherwise, the people on the street will first scream, and then see that you have not fallen to your death, and neither blood nor brains have flowed out.

Then... Then there was a louder voice: "Superman is coming!"

At the entrance and exit of the rooftop, a dilapidated iron gate was locked with an iron chain. He Ming hooked his little finger and once again served the people wholeheartedly: helping the owner save some demolition costs.

The entryway was unlit. To ordinary people, it is dark and the air is quite dull. It seems that there are many people living on the top floor here, similar to cheap hotels or cheap rental houses.

In the super vision of the three of He Ming and Ali's superhuman vision, everything is very bright. You can clearly hear the breathing of many people who are sleeping.

Going down layer by layer, the sound waves began to explode. The penultimate and third floor of the building has been turned into an entertainment venue.

But... He Ming didn't know what this place was for. The lights were on but no one was there.

It should be... a box.

Now... since Bangkok time is only one hour later than China's capital time, it is already past one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

That's why He Ming and the others saw...the crowd on the first floor.

This is a bar, a group of red men and women are still in the middle of a carnival, raising their arms and shaking, their waists are exhausted, and their shaking heads are also dizzy... It can be seen from the expressions and eyes.

This is a very effective means of self-destruction for the fragile carbon-based monkeys-those who are still here are those guys who have just turned twenty and are more virtuous than other forty-year-old aunts. There are also messages all over the Internet, "I'm really tired... I don't think I can love anymore."

You are right. How can any normal person love this kind of crap?

"Fuck, there are no ladyboys. Get out of the way!" He Ming took a look and knew...it was just a dilapidated bar with no "taste".

There are only poor ratios, rotten goods, and hanging silk to find here. No fun to be had.

Not to mention...shemale queens and other high-end goods-have you ever seen high-end courtesans appear in street hair salons with grass prices?

After finishing his disdainful speech, He Ming savagely crashed into the crowd and walked straight to the door... like a humanoid battleship crushing past. The people in the bar screamed like grass in the strong wind, and the "bastard" fell to the street without saying a word.

"Walk, walk, walk... have some eyesight, what are these bastards looking at?"

He Longhao savagely pushed Ali, who was already stunned, and imitated He Ming all the way, directly pressing over him.

Walking is like... Taijun is here, hurry up and use some tricks. Don't care. There is a kind of going to the devil government.

Situ Haoran also directly... walked over like this - there is no way, one is that there is no other way to go. The second is... have you ever seen a human being give way to an ant?

Walking onto the street, He Ming and his party swaggered and moved quickly. Very conspicuous. Under the colorful lights, many shops that are still open, as well as passers-by cast amazed or frightened glances—Cao, she looks amazing in figure, walked in and took a look... Nima. Don't have such a face...Little Japan! We Thais don't like it either!

"This is a commercial street for shopping. Well...according to God's system, the nearest high-end ladyboy place is 3 kilometers away. Although it's closed for business now, but...it's still closed now, let's hurry over to have some fun. "

He Ming followed the prompt of the central optical brain. We found the right path and moved with great strides.

It doesn't matter to the three of them, they have seen many, many scenes of real prosperity.

As for Ali... just look at the eyes of many passers-by and from the store.

Such a handsome man, but unfortunately... a fool.

"Little devil. Don't drool! Seriously, take whatever you want to eat, we will pay for it, or... have you ever seen the emperor of the empire need to pay? This is a kind of... for the prince An insult to personality!"

He Longhao had a good time talking, but Ali was absent-minded. Immediately kicked, angrily said: "About you! You remember your alias is little devil grass mud horse. When I say this name, I mean you! Understand?"

"Yes, God!" Ali swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and nodded nervously.

God, what is it here... heaven or hell? How can there be so many people in the world?

Simultaneously. He Ming heard Ali's stomach growling.

No way? This guy wiped out so much... cheap garbage not long ago.

Because the tourism industry is an important economic pillar of the Kingdom of Thailand. It seems even more important now.

So just like a country where agriculture is the mainstay of the economy, the farmers need to farm the land, and this street takes care of the tourists, all of which are written in fonts such as 24 hours open, and colorful light billboards.

And... Chinese is used more than Thai. Thai is not even one percent of Chinese.

But it's normal to think about it. How can the people of the Kingdom of Thailand have the money to come here to be chic? Now only Chinese-speaking citizens of the Huaxia Alliance come to have fun.

Just passing by a large noodle stall selling barbecue food, He Ming said, "Take five minutes to eat and drink. Only when you are full can you watch the shemale." After that, he stepped forward and grabbed a lot of food . Eat it directly with your hands.

...three in regular uniform. The pretty little girl and a middle-aged man in a chef's outfit looked at the four of them, so shocked that they almost wanted to... run away.

Then I watched in shock...the little giants were as big as three adults, and they didn't have the feeling of slow movement and so on of ordinary people with huge physiques.

Seeing that people didn't say anything, they just came up to eat and drink... No one even dared to come out to stop them.

Just kidding, give you a punch and you're about to retire early.

"Hurry up and eat. Don't fucking talk about nobleness. Just grab it with your hands. Don't forget that our Devil Taijun is famous for loving life, nature, grasping, loving wives, loving..."

He Longhao's nonsense words made He Ming and Situ Haoran laugh again.

Then the two fell silent... Ali, who was very nervous before, threw himself on the food in an instant.

He turned into...a pig.

... "This idiot is embarrassing us again!"

A piece as big as a disc. As thick as three fingers, the roast meat that originally needed to be sold separately because no one could eat it was swallowed by Ali in one gulp——

Ali gulped down what appeared to be a large glass of milk ice cream... and then he... quickly wiped out a row of ice cream in front of a little girl.

The other party was... dumbfounded.

"Gudong~" The middle-aged man swallowed. The words I wanted to say just now and... the smile I wanted to show just now disappeared immediately.

The three little girls started backing away, ready to scream and run back to the house behind them.

The original first impression of Ali has... at least one tenth of it disappeared.

so handsome. How could a person with a truly perfect body and face be... a starving ghost with a little mental retardation?

It's just someone else's boyfriend, no matter how stupid he is, he can tolerate it!

"Blow a bottle! The Great East Asia Co-Prosperity is tonight, just tonight, ah, I am the emperor's father~~Cheers!"

He Ming took aim at the wine placed under the food stall. He walked up to the boss, tapped his leather shoes so bright that they could reflect laser light, and six boxes of alcohol flew up. He took a few boxes casually for Xiao Hao and the "starved ghost", "pointed" two boxes of alcohol with one finger in his left hand, and picked up the wine directly with his right hand.

Xiaohao and Xiaohao hurriedly drank with a hippie smile on their faces. How can you not drink if you have a hangover? Although superman especially they want to get drunk is too hard to say.

No matter how secure the red wine cork is to He Ming...he bites the air and then bites it open-just kidding, let alone this earth, even this universe, the things that He Ming can't bite now...can be counted with a slap.

Even if that... corpse, you can bite as many bites as you want-of course, I have never heard of anyone using their teeth to "drop" a huge area of ​​​​the sun...

"Gudong~" Watching He Ming drink up a case of high-purity alcohol in just a few minutes.

The boss swallowed deeply again. He also started to back away slowly.

He felt... someone, save me, I don't want to be eaten!

……I am still young!

"You don't need to look for it. Remember, we are the ghost prince, and we have never... paid for our meals."

"Haha! That's it! No need to look for it! You're welcome."

Clean up the food stalls. He Ming also went into the store at the back to search for some food, and finally he didn't forget to tease three...actually ordinary pretty girls, and then threw down a stack of 500 yen...all said the face value in yen.

That's 50,000 yen...

Only then did He Ming realize that life is never the same as he imagined, and he is a ghost prince and pays in RMB? This is insulting.

"It's... that's not enough money! No. We can't accept yen! It's... sorry, sir."

Unexpectedly, just a few meters away from He Ming and his party, the middle-aged man heard a little girl talking in his ear, and immediately looked at the wad of currency... Then his expression changed drastically. Gritting his teeth, he picked up the money and chased after him.

Live even if you are afraid.

Some people in the Kingdom of Thailand are super rich, and some people are so poor...there is only one choice to eat shit.

Otherwise, would He Ming spend a lot of money for a show in the name of brother abs?

So I accepted 50,000 yen, and today... let alone work for a month. Still need to pay wages and rent!

"Bageya Road!" He Longhao was stunned for a moment. Hurry up and say "furious".

But he saw that the boss's face turned red instantly, and he wanted to desperately but was nagging his hands and feet. He simply couldn't resist... a trace of oppression from the potential of a powerful god and demon. Even the slightest—just like a human being's breath on an ant is equal to the ant's gust of wind.

However, He Longhao saw a group of shops rushing out, a group of merchants who voluntarily united, and then surrounded them. Scared and brave.

So He Ming and the three looked at each other, and He Longhao quickly "smiled" (ordered to pretend to be a flattering smile), "That's enough! Don't look for it...you remember it for you! Be careful when you sleep at night, you won't offend my wife." Mr. Yamamoto Twenty-Six, the Imperial Navy Admiral in history. Yamamoto Fifty-Six's father. It must be the worst choice in your life. There is no one."

He threw a gold ingot weighing at least 20 kilograms, and it hit the middle-aged man's foot accurately - causing the man's toe to be broken on the spot, causing him to cry out in pain and burst into tears.

But after He Ming and his party left, the people around were dumbfounded...pure gold!

Really... a broken leg is worth it!

Since Thai people love gold most, everyone has some experience in buying gold jewelry. So someone threw a gold ingot and then flashed away and didn't stop it. Instead, he was dumbfounded.

"Is this team crazy? Paying the bill with such a big pure gold ingot? There is no need for change. What devil is Taijun Yamamoto Twenty-Six?"

"Crazy! Could it be a ghost? Is this a ghost ingot?"

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense. There is no ghost ingot, you find me one and come out to see!"

Despite all doubts. But everyone looked at the middle-aged man with envy.

He bent over and screamed but did not forget to grab the gold tightly. The face that was left with tears quickly turned into... the color of ecstasy.

There is only one thought in my mind: worth it, worth it, worth it!

Then it becomes: Fa Fa Fa Fa!

"Look, ladyboy nightclub! Go one!"

A minute later, He Ming sped up a little: the four of them turned into a gust of wind and came to the front of the high-level shemale place.

It's closed, but it's not closed yet. From the outside, you can see that the staff inside are busy cleaning up.

"Excuse me, sir, we have already..." There were several security guards in front of the gate.

"Bageyalu, we, the most honorable devil prince on this earth. I am the emperor's father, this is Umegawa Uchiku, this is Yamamoto Twenty-Six, and this is the little devil grass mud horse... The four of us Da Taijun finally came here once, to see you have no morals, no human nature monsters, you fucking said to close the business? Go, go, go... looking for death? Do something to Taijun? Oh oh... Many years ago, I had A teacher named Bruce Lee...his father!"

The guards with one punch and two kicks, He Ming threw down a pile of... Yen, many tourists gathered nearby, people of extraordinary Chinese tourists, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, He Ming strode forward.

Big and small Hao looked around arrogantly one by one, snorted with their noses, and followed He Ming in.

Immediately behind the group of people, the classic national curse sounded.

"Grass, what devil is the prince? Bastard, how dare the little Japan be so arrogant now? We are so mad! Kill the little devil!" As soon as the Chinese who understand Thai translated, the Chinese tourists who claimed to be the masters of the earth immediately made a fuss. flipped.

"Damn little devil, you are still the four great princes, you are really four bastards!"

"And throwing... a bunch of yen, don't they know their currency is toilet paper in the world?"

It can be seen from here that the reason why the national curse is classic is because...a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands.

Everyone is not a fool, especially the Huaxia people. Just now the four... idiots can tell that they are... supermen.

Many adults have a question in their minds: Strange, why is there such an ugly superman? Or the little devil's Superman.

According to the little devil superman everyone knows, each one is a handsome guy made by the abs guy.

And that very handsome guy is undoubtedly... a superman made by Brother Abs, and he is a Central Asian race with good looks, so...so super handsome with an exotic style.

It's a pity...it looks...like a mentally handicapped?

Has anyone ever seen a shemale holding a pile of food?

You...fucking think you're watching a movie!

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