The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

I thought that after cutting down the villages and 729, it would cause an uproar and at least plunge the Menneng territory into short-term chaos. This is why Li Ge led a battalion and followed Bai Lang back to Menneng...

result.

It was not the gangsters I brought out who caused the chaos, but fellow Taoists.

Bai Lang told me that since the village was demolished, the night show was closed, and Little Happy was completely banned, all the Taoist monks in Mengneng went crazy. The shops that once sold Little Happy were smashed one after another, and all the stalls that used to sell Little Happy were destroyed. Rob, what brought me turmoil was actually these guys who were only left with their bodies.

Of course, Li Ge's battalion of green-skinned soldiers was definitely not a show-off. The turmoil quickly subsided. At that time, Banbula asked in my office: "Sir, should we continue?"

I responded decisively: "Go on!"

I saw the video shot by netizens. The glass of the smashed store was shattered on the floor, all kinds of food and drinks were scattered on the floor, money was robbed, and the boss was injured...

At this second, I still had the courage to shout: "Continue." After that, I said to Banbula: "Put all the Taoists in the hospital and send doctors from Bangkang to force them to quit. If they can't quit, If it falls, throw it into the dark prison.”

This is a wound that I tore open on this land with my own hands. Now, after using small happiness as a psychological comfort in a deceptive manner, I am afraid that they will forget the pain and pour alcohol on it.

"Master, this is next quarter's financial report."

Banbula handed over another document. The financial balance I just extorted from the owner of the park, which was like an astronomical figure of more than one billion, was only enough to support one quarter. That is to say, after three months, my financial report The fiscal deficit will be written all over it.

This deficit is marked in bright red in the natural pit of the 'Import and Export Port', and the 'Customs' is like a bloody mouth, biting at every bite. Every time it bites, money will be lost in the Bangkang Municipal Government's account. Quickly shrink like a countdown.

The price finally came.

My retribution has just begun.

Yutou, Lao Smoking, and Mianpai, these three mighty underworld giants, appeared in my office at the same time. Their faces were as heavy as water and they fell into silence at first, and then Yutou said: "Sir, we are here to say goodbye. "

The dark sky group I created with my own hands is about to completely fall apart at this moment.

I looked at these three people who had helped me a lot and asked, "Where are we going?"

Lao Yanqiang lowered his head and remained silent with a paralyzed face. Seeing that no one was speaking, Yutou shook his head and said, "Actually, we don't know either..."

"Master Xu, we people who are used to walking in the world cannot be controlled. You can control us because we are convinced, but if you use those rules and regulations to control us... Master, as long as we obey the regulations, we will not leave. Is this a routine?"

He told the truth.

The real truth.

If the gangster could put on a suit upright, he would have listened carefully in class.

"Where are your men?"

Yutou spoke again: "Don't worry, except for the brothers around us, we have dismissed all the peripheral people and paid them all. No one will stand up and say nonsense to the media, let alone cause you trouble."

Hearing this, I nodded.

The old smoker who had never spoken could finally hold it in no longer: "Sir, will you really be like those officials in the future?"

Does he mean that if you open your mouth, you should keep the world first?

At this time, I shook my head: "Actually, it's different."

Lao Yanqiang instantly turned his head to look at Yutou, and tried to ask again: "What's the difference?"

I pushed half of the financial report left in my office to them: "This is the finance of our Wa State. The existing funds are in the four major sinkholes of raising the army, rebuilding the fortress, rebuilding the import and export ports, and building customs infrastructure. It can last for three months, and this is even if we save everything." "Originally, we had an income of more than 729 billion a year. This money can fill the three big holes of Mengpo, port and customs; After the sale of Little Happy, we can renew the military's weapons, pay military salaries, maintain municipal expenses, and still make a slight profit."

"We still have a casino, but the environment in the Wa State is rather embarrassing. Coupled with the two years of war, high rollers from the east are not afraid to come over to play. Those who dare to come are basically gambling dogs who lose money. From these Making money from people can only exploit their families, so for such a big stall, a few million red notes a month is almost negligible."

As I spoke, I took out my phone.

"This is the news released by the Frontier official website yesterday. The Oriental Dragon has formally declared to the country through a meeting that it will set the import and export port in Bangkang..."

"In other words, as long as the import and export port is built and a gap opens for us in the east, domestic people will flock to us and we will never be short of money again?" Facial Paralysis didn't understand these things and asked very naively .

Yutou turned his face back unceremoniously: "Are you going to build a house in your hometown in the countryside? Get a homestead, and the frame can be erected in a few days?"

"How can it be possible without spending tens of billions on import and export ports and customs?"

"How much money have been poured into it, and now it's still like a ruin?"

Yutou sighed: "This Eastern Dragon just thinks that my master is quite submissive and wants to give him some sweetness. Anyway, the construction team is all from China. The infrastructure money collected from here can also be counted as foreign exchange."

Facial paralysis didn't care whether Yu Tou's words were unpleasant or not, and looked at me: "Master, you are in trouble..."

He pondered for a while, then reached into his pocket, took out a bank card, and put it on my desk: "Master, we have been living so comfortably these days as your brothers, and there is nothing left. What kind of money, but I am also a person who repays kindness. You are in trouble now, I don’t have much or little, these three hundred and eleven are all my family property, you can use it. "

Yutou's face was extremely ugly, and he yelled angrily: "Fuck you for being so benevolent and righteous!" This was tantamount to putting him here.

Yutou could only angrily take out a card from his pocket: "Master, after half a lifetime, I still haven't come up with nine digits, so this is it."

The old smoker said nothing.

Yutou glared at him and said, "What are you doing?"

The old smoker responded: "It's not like you don't know me, I never save money." Just when Yutou was about to get anxious, he immediately said to me: "But there is a lot of gold in my mountains, so I'm afraid I folded it myself, and if I survived, I would have left some money with me, so I changed all the money into gold and buried it in the mountains."

"Master, I will dig it out for you tomorrow."

Hahahahaha!

I was thoroughly amused by them.

These people who are messing around in the world are all about profit. Whether they are working with their elder brother or selling drugs, money is all they have in their minds.

How can I be so virtuous?

It can make them take out the last of their wealth...

Beep, beep, beep.

At this time, the phone in the office rang.

I didn't pick up the phone and just pressed the speakerphone: "Hello?"

Zhuyeqing's voice came over the phone: "Master, it's done."

"We have just found through experimental testing that the products we produce are exactly the same as those produced in the place of origin!"

Yutou immediately pointed at the phone, his eyes full of shock! (End of chapter)