The phone was noisy at first. Just when I thought this girl might have called the wrong one, she gasped and said, "Wang Lang, have you returned to China?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?" I responded to the truth.

Chen Shuhan shouted furiously: "I have been bullied. I will be near Baixiang Street, Yuzhong District. Hurry up and call me some helpers!"

I said without hesitation: "Sure, wait for Ang, I ask Sister Bo or the Emperor to contact you immediately."

"Huh?" Chen Shuhan asked in silence: "Why don't you ask me what's going on?"

I said happily: "There is a difference between asking whether you ask or not. If you should help, you have to help. Besides, our buddies don't ask right or wrong, just talk about distance and distance. If you bully you in the mountain city, that's not my fault. Please do it all the time."

"Good brother, I didn't love you in vain." Chen Shuhan immediately laughed with satisfaction: "But this bastard who offended me this time is a bit tricky."

"In our Myanmar D words, that's not a problem. Apart from the Brilliant Company, Shancheng has a very bad opponent!" I responded unscrupulously, hung up the phone and immediately edited a message for Qian Long, asking him to seize the time to contact Chen Shuhan.

This time, the little Buddha took action with mercy. I was worried that I would not know how to repay Li Tiaotao. Chen Shuhan instantly threw a big pillow for me.

But sometimes fate is so fucked. There will be no shortage of difficulties that should be encountered at once, and there must be no obstacles that should be experienced. If I had not answered Chen Shuhan's call today, or if I had arranged for Lu Bobo to deal with this matter, everything else might not have happened later.

At this moment, Chen Shuhan and I didn't know that it was because of her phone call that we were dragging us into an extremely muddy and dangerous path.

Putting down my phone, I hummed a small song, and continued to browse the beautiful scenery outside the car window with great ease. Brother Hei and Lu Bing sneakily hid in the back row and didn't know what they were studying. Wang Xinlong stepped on the accelerator with a constipated expression on his face. Our team was getting closer and closer to Kokang Old Street.

After entering the city, Brother Hei patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's also idle, why don't you go to the market first."

"Okay." I didn't care. A few minutes ago, Xingchen called me and said that the boss was dealing with the matter and probably had to meet us during dinner.

Wang Xinlong pulled the car aside and spoke to us seriously: "If you go to the market, we should try not to drive. That piece of fish and dragons are mixed. If you get someone to pay attention, it will be more likely to be more cost-effective."

Lu Bing shook his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "What, are there anyone here who dares to rob the road?"

Wang Xinlong sneered: "What's the point of robbing the road? There are all people who kill and rob in the street, especially when they go to the streets. They can see all kinds of bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes, such as the city defense army, mountain soldiers, rebels, the Yue N gang, and many private bodyguards raised by big bosses. The city defense army is quite powerful these days. I remember that the Vietnamese gang fought against the mountain soldiers on the street two years ago, and the scene was no worse than the scene in the movie."

"Do you need to exchange some money?" Brother Hei interrupted him and asked.

Wang Xinlong waved his hand: "No, the main currency in northern Myanmar is the RMB, and there are many Chinese people in this area."

As we spoke, we jumped out of the car and followed Wang Xinlong and walked towards the market.

Walking on the crowded streets, my mood became much better. From time to time, I took a few photos with my mobile phone and saved them, preparing to send them to Jiang Jingya later. When I thought of Jiang Jingya, my heart couldn't help but feel sore. Before I was with me, this girl lived freely, like a happy archangel. Since she established a relationship with me, her wings seemed to have been completely cut off, and her daily life revolved around how to help me.

I took out my cell phone, looked at the screensaver made of Jiang Jingya's photo, and murmured to myself: "When I go back this time, I will take you out for a few days if I say anything."

The so-called market of Kokang is actually similar to the farmers' markets in many small counties in China. Small tents are set up along the street to sell on the spot. When they are crowded, they see stalls after stalls, with various small commodities, local products, and flavored snacks, which are very interesting to be primitive, but the scale is larger and the flow of people is wider.

Among the crowd, many mountain people dressed in ethnic costumes were shuttled back and forth, and we even saw many tour groups holding small flags and many blonde and blue-eyed foreigners.

Passing by a small stall selling wild beasts, Brother Hei squatted down with interest: "Damn, there are pangolins, so what about local badgers?"

Wang Xinlong drooped his eyelids and murmured without much interest: "It's not uncommon to meet a street, that is, on the market day, and it's not uncommon to meet Bengal tiger bones."

He is different from the child of Hei Ge. Lu Bing looked up at the surroundings, pulled Wang Xinlong's arm and asked, "Which piece sells firearm parts?"

Wang Xinlong hurriedly gestured with a "shhh" gesture and said, "Brother, can we just say a little bit? That thing is not food, rice, oil and salt after all, and the city defense force will definitely cause trouble when it hears it. Don't worry, the stall selling those things will have special signs. I will call you when I see it."

I bought some snacks casually, and a few of us men continued to stroll in the crowded streets.

Halfway through, I suddenly found that the people in front of me became increasingly dense, and most of them stopped walking. I vaguely heard a scream and crying sound from the front of the crowd.

Wang Xinlong looked at us on tiptoe for a few moments, then said to us: "I guess there was a fight ahead, let's take a detour."

"Look, see what the people in society are like here." Brother Hei grinned and said as he spoke tightly, he squeezed into the crowd like a loach. Neither Lu Bing nor I called him, and had to passively squeeze into the crowd.

When I squeezed in, I found that it was an old man selling mountain goods and two young men in their twenties who were in their twenties and had a thigh back and a bear-waisted waist. To be precise, it was the old man who was pushed by the two young men, and the stall was overturned all over the floor, including pheasants, rabbits, and several corpses of beasts that I couldn't name.

The old man stretched his hand and grabbed a young man with a short head and shouted in Mandarin: "The rhino horn has really been sold to someone else. I'll come to get the goods later. Please give it back to me..."

A young man with yellow hair next to him was fucking and roaring in a gushy bird whispering: "Push Loudale..."

I leaned against Wang Xinlong and asked, "Japanese?"

Wang Xinlong nodded his head: "There are Japanese companies near Kokang, and it is normal to meet Japanese people. Moreover, there are many tricks between Japanese companies and the military government. The Japanese people are arrogant from this point."

The old man was pushed and staggered, and continued to hold the other party with a sad face and begged: "I confiscate your money, and I don't want your money. You should return the rhino horn to me."

"Xinai!" The guy with yellow hair suddenly raised his legs and kicked the old man's hips. The old man fell to the ground, slapped the ground, and cried helplessly at the people around him: "Snatch something, kind-hearted person, please help me..."

“Wow.”

Seeing the old man fall to the ground, the two Japanese bastards not only did not leave, but instead burst into laughter.

The people watching the fun all went backwards, their faces filled with indifference that was not related to their own affairs. Some young people with hats on their heads were gathered together to comment. Many people even took out their mobile phones, took photos with their cameras, and shouted that they would post to their friends.

In today's era of highly developed Internet development, the scene in front of us may be rare in China. In order to come to China to find gold, many cunning foreigners would yell in unstandard Mandarin, "I love you in China!" "China 666" because they knew that as long as they could easily shout these two sentences, there would be many stupid baskets to like and give gifts immediately.

But at this moment, there was a real scene in front of us that were two Japanese bullying an old man who spoke Mandarin, and most of the onlookers next to us were compatriots who spoke the same language as the old man.

"Damn it's such a daddy!" Wang Xinlong spitted, and put his head in silence and was about to pierce forward.

Lu Bing turned his head and grabbed Wang Xinlong and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The muscles on Wang Xinlong's face twitched twice, and he asked Lu Bing angrily, asking me: "How old is your dad?"

Lu Bing browsed and ruled: "Don't make trouble, others don't care, you're not sure?"

Before Lu Bing's words could be finished, a figure had already flew out. Brother Hei jumped out like a flash of lightning, as if he had pinched the yellow-haired young man's throat with one hand, then raised his leg and kicked another guy hard in the stomach with a flying foot, directly shooting the other guy two meters away.

"Ouch..." The boy lay flat on the ground, moaning in pain for a while, but still couldn't get up.

The young man with yellow hair turned into a pig's liver-colored face, his eyes wide and his mouth was wide, he looked like he could not breathe, and he kept stretching his hands and pushing and struggling.

"You Malego!" Hei Ge swung his arm and slapped his face, shouting the most patriotic words in the most gangster tone: "Have you heard that those who offend me, who will be punished even if they are far away. I don't know if he is a Chinese, but he speaks Mandarin. I think you are bullying my old man. Come on, kneel down and apologize."

Someone shouted in the crowd: "It's a big deal. I bully our China and beat me up. At worst, I'll be sent to the consulate."

"Fuck him!"

"It's a good thing to kill the dog!"

The young men of 20th and 30th immediately surged out again, and the two Japanese were surrounded by passionate people, "bang bang" and raised their feet.

Brother Hei took advantage of the chaos and crawled out of the crowd, touched his nose and smiled: "Our nation has never lacked warriors, what he lacks is a person who dares to take the lead."
Chapter completed!