The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Facial Paralysis has been having a hard time recently. Since the night show was closed, the only income in his business is "smuggling cars", but he is still the same person who became rich after being poor.

Anyone who has ever been poor knows that when you suddenly become rich, there will be a period of time when you are very unable to control yourself. Ever since Lao Yao Ying handed over the 'night show' to Facial Paralysis, Facial Paralysis has completely entered the stage where the poor suddenly become rich. I also started to wear gold and silver, I started to drive luxury cars and live in villas, and I also started to learn from others that I had to have brothers when I went out...

But can these scenes be exchanged for just a few words?
You have to use money to talk!

Then, after the Wa State crackdown on drugs, where can I get money?

Can he use the channel of smuggling cars to compete with Lao Smoking to transport medicine?
He couldn't and didn't dare. Although Lao Yanqiang and he were from the same sect and were both brothers of Lao Yaoying, the medicine transport was a business rewarded by Mr. Bangkang. Even if he was given ten courages, he wouldn't dare to move.

What else can you do with a paralyzed face?
Timber is almost monopolized by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. They can rob it, but they don't have the capital to grab the business. No matter how gangsters are, they can't go on a killing spree in the peaceful Wa State now, right?

The jade business has always been controlled by the government, and even the mines are in the hands of the government. The paralyzed man can only look at it and drool, and he is not even qualified to ask...

What else could he do?
This was the most difficult period of facial paralysis. It was better to sit at the door of the Night Show with a knife and work for the old hawk. At least someone else gave him money at that time.

"Big brother."

After the car door was opened by his subordinates, Mian Peng got out of the car and saw a group of young men in black suits downstairs of Yutou's house. As he walked over, these young men kept saying hello: "Brother Mian Peng!"

"Brother with facial paralysis."

The man with facial paralysis ignored them and entered the corridor directly. He was led into the elevator by the young man in a black suit. When he came out, he saw a dozen people standing in the corridor.

With facial paralysis, there is no need to search for which house it is. The door is just wide open, so why bother?

He walked over and entered the room. He saw the old smoker sitting on the sofa, sucking on his pipe and pot: "Here he comes."

Lao Yanqiang raised his chin at him as a greeting, then asked with a paralyzed face, "What's the matter, you called me here in such a hurry?"

Lao Yanqiang pointed at Yutou who had just walked out of the house: "Yutou almost collapsed because of this."

His face paled with joy, as if he heard some funny joke, he sat down on the sofa and said, "Don't make trouble."

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Yutou went over and closed the door and said, "Who has time to make trouble with you?"

Yutou's body movements became louder and louder as he said: "That guy was holding a gun that I couldn't see clearly in the alley, and he fired a series of shots at me. If I hadn't run so fast, I would be like a sieve, covered in blood. There are holes all up and down."

The paralyzed man asked in confusion: "What are you doing for me?"

Yutou's voice became softer, and he lowered his head and said, "I saw this kid having fun in Bangkang... I called Minsheng."

"What!" Facial Paralysis shouted directly: "You called the police in front of those guys?"

"Ah..." Yutou was also a little embarrassed.

The faceless man let out a long breath: "It's not like we've never sold this thing before. How do you get so excited when you're having so much fun? When my men saw a group of three or two walking towards me, they all had to take out their guns and put safety on them first. Button it open. It’s a business where you exchange lives for money. You have to guard against gangsters, betrayals, and fellow Taoists who get addicted and come to grab goods..."

"It's about making money under high pressure. If there is any slight disturbance, the string will break if you tighten it. If you call the police in front of others, you can really do it."

Yutou retorted: "Then what should I do? Wait until my big mouth slaps me in the face and asks me, 'Why the hell can't you even control your own territory?'"

"Or am I already so old, just like before, going over with a spray gun to fight those brats?" Yutou sighed: "I've thought about it."

Yutou raised his head in front of the old smoker and said: "If I pay you ten million, I will give the money to anyone who gives me back my face. I don't believe it. They all got involved in this." I can’t kill him with money!”

Lao Yanqiang nodded: "Well, let me know who the person who touched you is, where they are, where the goods are stored, and how many people are under your command. I will ask about this. Also, if you want to take action, I will come out."

He glanced at them sideways: "Do you mean, let me go?"

The interview was not stupid, the old smoker took the initiative to go to the periphery, and tossed out 10 million with a big grin. The poorest among the three brothers was himself, what else could it mean to call him here?
Yutou walked up to Mianpeng and put his hand on his shoulder: "We are brothers from the same family. You have been having a hard time recently. We both know that, so we called you here."

"You said that we brothers can't give you money directly, right? We are all big men, so isn't that a slap in your face?"

"This ten million is enough for you to support your brothers for several years. How can you still not find a business in the Wa State that can support your expenses for several years?"

When Lao Yanqiang saw Yutou starting to talk softly, he immediately started to cooperate: "Besides, it was my father's personal order to prevent people from ruining their little happiness in Bangkang. You can also reduce my troubles. Why not do it?"

"If this were two years ago, when I was still motivated, would it be your turn to earn this money?"

He took advantage of every opportunity: "Two years ago, I still had to discuss it with you two brothers?"

"Have you forgotten how our three brothers escaped from the Menneng shanty town with guns in hand?"

"Fuck you uncle!"

Facial Paralysis cursed casually, grabbed the cigarette case on the table, and lit one for himself.

He knew very well what the two brothers meant by their "husband singing and wife following" attitude today. He was not stupid, he was just too poor to open his mouth to refuse.

What's more, even if these two brothers don't come up with so many benefits and directly put their brotherhood on the table, what can you say? Can you really go back?
This is good, at least everything is on the surface.

"Let's talk about it first. If our master takes the blame..."

Yutou immediately said: "Don't worry, I will take the initiative to go to our master's office. Is it too much for me to carry you through?"

The paralyzed man threw the cigarette case on the table and said, "Don't just speak human words. If someone gets stabbed, you'll have to deal with human affairs."

Lao Yanqiang bumped his shoulder into his face and said, "What are you talking about? We're not buddies."

Mianpai glanced at Yutou, who immediately responded: "Pure."

"grass."

With a paralyzed face and a cigarette in his mouth, he stood up and left without saying a word. He suddenly realized that since this group of people came to Bangkang from Menneng, it seemed that the whole world had changed.

He has become out of money, and rarely hangs out with Yu Tou and Lao Qiang. They start with a base of 10,000, and with a few clicks, a younger brother will take money from the table, and he and others will What are you doing?

But now he feels awkward, as if he knows that his brother is plotting against him, but in order to loosen his grip faster, he has to rush up...

People, we have the same person but different destiny. (End of chapter)