Thai Massage
When Jiang Siming saw the fragment, he covered his mouth, trying hard not to laugh. As expected of AG, a team from the Thai region—the things they gave were all related to Thailand.
This time it was Thai Massage. Would they give him the Ladyboy Transformation Technique next time? Damn, Jiang Siming probably wouldn't dare fight Thailand Team ever again.
They could send you the Ladyboy Transformation Technique in a matter of minutes. Would you use it or not?
Jiang Siming: "Erm, I don't think I would."
Still, this Thai Massage was pretty good. He could massage his wives after returning home. With such a comfortable massage technique, they would probably line up and fight to let him massage them.
When that happened—tsk, tsk, tsk. Everyone understood. Massage after massage, it would become—cough, cough. We can't go there. Going there would be bad. Everyone just had to get the idea.
After taking AG's heads, Jiang Siming immediately went down and looted their crates.
He didn't want anything else. His main goal was to replenish the Grenades he had just thrown out.
Today, Jiang Siming declared that he would be Thor. If something could be solved with Grenades, he absolutely wouldn't use a gun.
After looting the crates, Jiang Siming got up and drove away. On the way, he also picked up a can of fuel at the large fuel pump and filled his beloved Ferrari.
The black Ferrari only appeared on the Desert Map, and it looked pretty cool.
Of course, it couldn't compare with the beloved cars in Jiang Siming's garage.
This kind of Ferrari counted as an old-fashioned sports car. How could it compare with modern models?
After getting into the Ferrari, Jiang Siming slid all the way down from the mountaintop.
This wasn't a motorcycle.