The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

After the call was connected, a kapok-like palace-like villa appeared in front of me. The whole house was antique, and the all-wooden furniture had the characteristics of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. I didn't understand why these old people liked this.

Lao Zhao was holding the mobile phone with one eye twitching constantly, his face was happy, and he said as if he was solving some big problem:

"Hey!"

"Promise?"

"May!"

I just connected the phone, and the person on the other end started to raise his voice in a high-pitched voice, but in my ears, the voice sounded like "Hello, hello?" Depend on! '.

"Ah, listen."

We were like colleagues who hadn't seen each other for a long time. We made a very official phone call to say hello during the holiday. That's it, I was picked on.

"What are you listening to?" He was not happy anymore.

"According to the rules of my hometown in Northeast China, you have to give me New Year greetings."

I heard it, he did it on purpose.

But I'm not happy anymore. Where can I follow you? When you come up, you have to rely on your old age and act like you are old. Are you still thinking about overpowering me?

"According to the rules of my hometown, no one can pay New Year's greetings before twelve o'clock. If you pay New Year's greetings before twelve o'clock, aren't you afraid of shortening your life?"

"Those who are closest to me always start making phone calls to say New Year greetings as soon as twelve o'clock strikes. Those who are less close to each other only start visiting my grandma's house on the first day of the first lunar month, and then on the second and third day of the lunar month."

Lao Zhao never expected that I could remember these old principles so clearly, so he said: "Ah, is that because I am anxious?"

"You're too anxious."

Lao Zhao suddenly laughed out loud on the phone: "Okay, let's talk after twelve o'clock. Anyway, I happen to have other things to do."

"By the way, Kapok has been very lively recently. Have you heard about what's going on here?"

There must be something in his words, but I didn't understand what this old boy was trying to say to me at the moment: "What does the kapok thing have to do with me?"

"Maybe there is?"

Old Zhao said with a bad smile: "Recently, the kapok has been in chaos. A group of people emerged from the kapok that had been leveled, holding shotguns and carrying 60mm fire on their shoulders. I am not talking nonsense at all. They are more powerful than I was back then." .”

"But these guys are a bit tough, no, I'm complimenting them if I say they're tough, they are just whimsical. After Kapok caused trouble twice in a row and my men didn't stop them, this gang got really brave. , dare to rush into my cattle farm!"

"Tell me, can I not be angry?"

what can I say?

Your family is causing turmoil, what can I say?

I said these people should all be taken out and bled? But what they did was pretty much what I wanted;

Did I say they did the right thing? I can't say that in front of you.

While I was hesitating, Lao Zhao suddenly asked: "These people can't be your subordinates, right?"

"Sick." That was my answer.

Logically speaking, these words are taboo during the Chinese New Year, but that's what I felt at the moment. The people sent by you, Lao Zhao, did not take advantage of Bangkang, nor did they affect social security. Even if they made me panic at the time, they could Now that this matter has passed, I won’t go to Eastern Shan State to mess with you, right?

Of course, I'm not saying that I don't want to, but I'm afraid of losing money and making a profit.

"Yeah!" He went to the hall and responded with a nasal voice: "I feel the same way, this matter must have nothing to do with you!"

"Then it is this boy who took your name. I will kill him now. People like this who ruin other people's reputations will not be able to live."

As soon as the camera turned, a guy who was covered in blood and had no human appearance was brought into the room. He could no longer stand, and his hair was soaked in blood and changed color under the light.

I haven't waited to see the person clearly...

"Hey, why don't you have a final word with your elder brother?"

I watched helplessly as the man slowly raised his head: "Old Falcon!"

These three words made me spit out - ugh!

A gunshot was heard. Immediately afterwards, Yao Sihai didn't even say a word. He tilted his head back hard. His whole body suddenly lost all vitality and was thrown to the ground.

And I was completely stunned in the camera.

"Old Yao!"

"Old Falcon!"

Yutou and Lao Qiangqian, who came over to me after hearing what we were talking about, were all excited on the spot. Yutou, under the influence of alcohol, leaned his head over and shouted: "Zhao, I will kill you!"

The old smoker looked at the scene in the camera for a long time before he cursed: "I fuck your mother!!!"

At this moment, the camera turned around, and Zhao Wei said as if nothing happened: "Do you know what the last thing this kid asked me was when he still understood things?"

"He asked me if I liked playing mahjong, and he also said that in the Wa State prison, there was a game played by various Southeast Asian leaders."

"Then can I argue with a little guy like him?"

"Xu, if you invite me for something like this, I will go there...hahahaha"

Zhao Wei smiled so arrogantly, with his wooden face, constantly twitching corners of his eyes, and laughter that stuck like a cough, every time it hit me, it was like the gunshot just now, hitting my heart.

He also sang: "You want me to come, who the hell doesn't want to come, what kid doesn't want to come~ah!"

My eyes staring at the phone gradually blurred, and I even noticed that my words had a nasal tone: "You have no chance."

Snapped.

I hung up the phone directly, and then, on what should have been my happiest day, I stood up and looked at the table full of people!

"Do you know why I want to ban drugs?"

"Do you understand why I immediately cut down the village after I gained a foothold?"

After I asked these two questions, I immediately turned around, turned away from everyone, and dialed Leiden's phone number with my mobile phone: "Hey, I want to know everything about the old Falcon after he left the Black Prison."

Originally, I had no intention of interfering with the old falcon's escape;

Even if the news came from any drug rehabilitation center that he had died due to treatment, I would have accepted it, but just dying outside like this was no good!

I walked towards the West Asian man, raised my hand to pick up a wine dispenser in front of him, looked at him, raised my neck, and drank the wine in the dispenser.

The West Asian seemed to understand something: "Lao Xu, don't worry, I will report as soon as possible and try my best to transport the weapons."

I didn't say anything. After swallowing three ounces of white wine, I picked up the second wine dispenser and drank again.

The West Asian man was a little anxious: "Can't I go back and make a report right after the Chinese New Year?"

I still said nothing and picked up the third wine dispenser. When I drank it again, I felt like the wine was like a knife, and it cut my throat when I swallowed it.

I have never drank like this before. I raised my hand to hold a pound, and I held it hard.

After I finished drinking the wine, I stretched out my hand and patted the West Asian man on the shoulder without knowing the importance of it. My voice changed when I spoke: "I'll untie your girth for you."

I turned around just after saying these words. I won't lie. The blood energy that surged up at that time almost pushed away my Tianling Gai... Ouch!

I bent over and vomited out everything I had eaten.

Fish Head and Smoking Gun were slapping me next to me, which made me really tired. I just drank too much and my stomach was churning. Why are you slapping me on the back?

I grabbed the hands of Yutou and Lao Yanqiang with my backhand, and led them two steps forward one by one. At that time, they were shaking every time they took a step: "This is our retribution."

I forced myself to walk upstairs to the study. When I reached the stairs and there were handrails to hold on to, I let go of their hands. I slowly moved my steps and plunged into the study. I didn’t even know how much effort I had used to let out the sound. A roar: "Ah!!!!!!"

In the past few years in Myanmar, I have become accustomed to the hail of bullets. This time, I couldn't hold it back... (End of chapter)