Transmigrating into the Villain's Sickly Childhood Friend

Chapter 36.3

Evidently, this was a jungle area with few inhabitants. Since the general situation had changed, Ansha retreated to this area, thinking the long war had ended.

He didn’t look like a person who was not able to judge the direction of the situation. The small eyes in his deep eye socket were quite shrewd, and he seemed to be not a loyal person in the first place.

As shrewd and loyal as this general might have been, it seems unlikely that he would have spent so much money on a last-ditch counterattack, retreating into the jungle amid his own downfall.

So it's not about war, but about getting rich, and was probably about getting a last windfall.

Qiao Wen didn’t want to use malice to speculate about people’s hearts, but war could have turned people into demons. Now that Ansha was defeated to retreat here, yet he was still talking and laughing with them like this. Seeing this, he couldn’t help, but afraid he might be more terrifying than demons.

Thinking of this possibility, he frowned uneasily.

Twenty minutes later, the group arrived at Ansha's headquarters.

It was said to be a headquarters, which occupied a stockade in the jungle, with several chalets surrounded by a large courtyard and a rudimentary observatory in the middle.

The four people were first taken to the room where they were going to stay for tonight to refresh and rest.

For the past few days in the sea, they didn’t take a bath, and had a faint sticky smell all over. So as soon as they reached the room, they put down the luggage and went to take a quick and refreshing bath.

The party music was already blaring outside by the time they came out after showering, and lights danced in the window, indicating that there had been a bonfire.

This was the banquet prepared by Ansha for them.

They came to the banquet in the courtyard under the guidance of the guards and took their seats.

The seat was in a hollow fret shape, with Ansha seated at the head of the table. With guests seated in his left hand and subordinates on right. In the middle, was litted with the bonfire, the only direct source of lighting in the jungle without electricity.

Two beautiful women in colorful Ao Dai (traditional Vietnamese dress) seated on both sides of Ansha, embracing left and right. When the four people were seated, Ansha waved his hand, and several young women came out in a line and sat down beside them, pouring wine and tea.

Both Jiang Yufeng and Azhi were relaxed about the beautiful women throwing their arms around them since they had broad knowledge and were extremely relaxed about it.

Qiao Wen has a lot of insight, so he was also very calm.

It was Chen Jianan, who felt uncomfortable smelling the fragrance of the woman coming over.

It was not entirely true to say that he had no knowledge in this matter, because he had wandered all year round in the Eastern Part of the City, and what have not seen. In the matter of men and women, his father was strict with him from childhood, not letting him play with women. So at the age of 19 now he had never touched a woman, so he could be called as a pure and clean chicken.

After the strange woman leant gently against him, he could barely sit still. Like a nail under the buttocks, he was restless. Seeing the woman serving Qiao Wen, was about to be glued on him, and he felt even more uncomfortable. Feeling that his brother suffered a great loss, so in full view, he changed his seat, squeezed Qiao Wen into the middle, and separated him from the woman.

Jiang Yufeng caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye, and twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly. But there was no way for him to teach him a lesson under everyone's watchful gaze, and could only be disgraced by him.

Ansha raised his wine glass and toasted: “Even in the current situation, Fifth Master and Brother Jiang are still willing to take the risk of delivering goods for me to solve my urgent need. I am very grateful. I respect you for this glass of wine.”

“General An is very polite.” Jiang Yufeng held up the glass and replied: “Fifth Master was delighted to work with you all these years and hopes to continue the cooperation.”

Ansha sayed with a smile, “That's right, that's right, come on! Let's drink.”

After that the people at the table toasted with him, even Qiao Wen made a show of tilting his head and drinking it all. Of course, he only had a sip and then stopped.

This body of his was extremely poor in health in the first place, if something happened during the drinking, it would be troublesome to drag this drunken body and it wasn’t a good thing.

The dance music sounded again after a glass of wine, and several barefoot beauties in Ao Dai stepped forward to dance and cheer for tonight’s banquet.

It must be said that Ansha was really a general who knows how to enjoy himself, retreating into the jungle with so many beauties.

Probably influenced by France and the United States, the Ao Dai worn by these beauties was quite different from the plain and conservative traditional style. Not only were the colors gorgeous, but there were also slits on the sides of the long skirt, and the two snow-white thighs were looming during dancing. The neckline was also a hollow style, revealing a spring, always sexy and seductive.

As to whether Jiang Yufeng and Azhi enjoyed it in reality or merely for the sake of saving face, they appeared to be very interested, while Qiao Wen regarded it as admiration of exotic customs.

As for Chen Jianan, he clearly has no appreciation for art. All the time, he dove into the feast without lifting an eyelid, and glanced casually at the dancing beauties twice, it was as merely passing a gaze at a random show in the street.

It was Qiao Wen’s first time realizing that this guy was far from enlightened in matters of men and women.

A song and dance ended. Ansha clapped his hands again. Two guard-like men carrying two boxes came forward, placed them on Jiang Yufeng’s table, and opened them in person.

Qiao Wen only felt that there was a flash in front of him, and when he took a closer look, he saw two neat boxes of hundred dollar bills.

Ansha said smilingly, “Brother Jiang, this is the payment for this batch of grenades for the fifth master. You count it properly for him.”

Jiang Yufeng just glanced casually, didn't reach out to count, nodded: “When it comes to dealing with General An, I don’t have to worry about it?”

Ansha was happy to hear this, and toasted again: “Okay, let’s continue drinking.”

Before the two boxes were closed, Qiao Wen silently looked at the white banknotes. Two million dollars was definitely an immense sum of money in this era, but it was just made in a single transaction.

It could be seen that the fifth master of Hong Kong City, has the ability to reach the sky.