Of course, Beilong did not send troops to Russia for nothing. After this battle, the entire Far East region was returned to China!

In 1858, the Sino-Russian Aihui Treaty caused China to lose 600,000 square kilometers of territory north of Heilongjiang and south of Xing'an Mountains!

In 1860, the Sino-Russia Continuing Treaty cut off about 400,000 square kilometers east of the Ussuri River in China, including Sakhalin Island!

In 1864, "The Record of the Northwest Boundary of China and Russia", 440,000 square kilometers!

In 1881, the Sino-Russia Ili Treaty...

Russia is the country that invaded the most Chinese territory, and Bei Ye’s style of doing things has always been simple, straightforward and rough:

Please take mine and send it back to me, and spit it out after eating mine!

The Russian Far East has an area of ​​6.215,900 square kilometers, becoming a letter of conferred alliance with China!

If there is no such a letter of vote, Beilong doesn’t need to do it himself, and the poisonous corpse can directly destroy Russia!

It's like destroying the United States!

During the Second Opium War, the British and French forces captured Dagu, and Tianjin was in a hurry. The imperial capital was shocked. Russia took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation. The weak and incompetent Qing government at that time signed the Sino-Russia Treaty. Now Beilong is just replaying history and his roles are exchanged.

So Russia, one of the five major powers, became an ally of China and successfully revived its life in the end of the world.

After Russia, neighboring countries such as North Korea, South Korea, Vietnam, Myanmar, and Kazakhstan have successively become allies of China.

Of course, they all handed over the letter of title. Especially Mongolia is the most enthusiastic, and it is directly combined with Inner Mongolia...

...

In an inconspicuous bar in the southwest corner of the red light district of Chiang Mai, Thailand, a vulgar man with a flax-colored explosive head was holding a cannon cigar on the side of the dance floor, looking at the beautiful and sexy girls dancing pole dance in a daze, and his little eyes seemed to be able to drill around the vital parts as if they could see a needle.

A charming woman sat on the high stool next to him with her legs crossed. Her round and plump snow-white thighs were completely exposed from the side of the cheongsam. The cheongsam was slit very high, and even her hip line could be seen upwards. Her calves were swaying white, but the men opposite didn't even dare to look at them.

These men stood in a row respectfully, looking like new debut mules.

But in fact, they are all big figures in Chiang Mai. They stomped their feet and shook the whole of Chiang Mai.

The hunched bald old man with a hunched back and the police uniforms and ranks on his body proved that he was the chief inspector of Chiang Mai police. He had long been old pharyngitis, but now he didn't even dare to cough in a smoky place like a bar, and his old face turned green, purple and white...

The big fat man beside Chachai was even more amazing, the big double eyelid boy beside him, Shaman, the prefect of Chiang Mai!

The top boss of Chiang Mai Mansion!

These Chiang Mai bosses appeared at the same time on a very grand occasion, but now they are in a small bar in the red light district, and they dare not let go of their farts like grandsons in front of two gang leaders.

No matter what kind of gangster it is, it has to bow to the will of the country, but the Tang people gang can't even afford to offend the country.

Because the boss of the Tangren Gang is Bei Long, a big man who is well-known all over the world!

And this slutty man with grasshopper eyes, horoscope eyebrows, a sausage mouth and big pie face is Bei Long's cousin!

Wang Qiang!

It was not as good as Shaman before, so I guess the scum in their eyes. Now they have to take Wang Qiang as their ancestors!

Wang Qiang seemed to have no idea about Shaman, and they were here, and he forced his favorite dancer with fair skin, beautiful appearance and good temperament to go to the bathroom when he saw that he couldn't hold back his urine. Then he finally turned around: "My turtle! Isn't this the prefect? ​​When did he come? Are you anxious?"

"Just arrived just now..." Shaman quickly smiled flatteringly: "I dare not call him sir, Brother Qiang, just call me Shaman!"

"How can you be so embarrassed, Xiaosha!" Wang Qiang said, haha, this kind of pretentious feeling is so cool!

Thinking about a few months ago, he and his cousin Bei Long were hiding in a corpse transport carriage, as anxious as a stray dog, were about to escape from Chiang Mai, and lying with the dead with blood on their faces. A mere gangster, Basong, could force them to death!

A few months later, even the big shot like the prefect of the Sharman Prefecture and the Chief Inspector Chachai had to hug him!

It's so fucking fun!

"It should be Brother Qiang," Shaman said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, can you see if you can contact Mr. Bei..."

Wang Qiang played with Zhibao lighter casually: "What's the matter? My cousin is very busy!"

"Yes, yes," Shaman nodded and bowed: "It's a big deal, another poisonous corpse in our Thailand..."

"Don't bother my cousin, you guys solve it yourself!" Wang Qiang said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, but this time there are a lot..." Shaman wiped his cold sweat: "I heard that he came from India..."

"Asan who is ungrateful!" Wang Qiang frowned and waved his hand: "Okay, I will tell my cousin!"

"Yes, yes, thank you Brother Qiang! Thank you Brother Qiang!" Shaman nodded and bowed thankfully. As for Chachai, they were not qualified to talk to Wang Qiang, they were purely a companion to show their respect for Brother Qiang.

After walking out of the bar, Chachai followed Shaman into the car, then he said angrily: "The villain is successful, what awesome!"

"His cousin is Beilong, he is just awesome!" Shaman smiled helplessly and patted Chachai's shoulder: "Honestly, brother, now the world is the largest in China, what can we do? Besides, at least we are still alive now, are we? The grass on the grave of US President Jackson is three feet tall! "

"That's right..." Chachai sighed, not knowing how his master's zombie was refining...

The master agreed to use Beilong's blood to consecrate his baby, but now Beilong is almost a god, and the master's corpse has not been refined yet! If you continue to retreat like this... the daylily will be cold!

When Shaman and Chacha and they left, Mary couldn't help but persuade Wang Qiang: "After all, we are still making a living on the ground in Thailand, why do you have to lose face like this? No matter how they are local tyrants!"

"Ha!" Wang Qiang stood up disapprovingly and stretched his waist: "When we were nothing before, they never gave us face! I'm going to swear when I'm drunk too much, how about I'm going to swear together?"

Mary: "Don't go, get out!"

Wang Qiang laughed and walked towards the dimly lit toilet. He stood in front of the urinal and was working hard to brew. Suddenly, a tall black shadow enveloped him from behind. Wang Qiang turned around and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning:

"I'll fuck..."
Chapter completed!