Originally, everyone had agreed that I would like to talk to Ding Wen first, but I couldn't get to talk to him anymore.

Who knew that I hadn't even started reading a single line, but it had become this tense picture.

I coughed twice and was about to open my mouth to break the stalemate. Ding Wen seemed to be pretending to be addicted to squinting his neck and eyes: "You guys have thought about it. If I lose a piece of hair here tonight..."

Without giving him any chance to finish reading the monologue, Li Junfeng grabbed his hair, shook it back and forth twice, and cursed with his big eyes: "Dad Cao Ni, what can you do if you lose a hair? Don't say you lose one, I will help you shave it today."

As he spoke, Li Junfeng grabbed his hair with one hand, pulled up the spring inserted on the table with the other hand, and cut off Ding Wen's cube of hair with a "rubbing..." Ding Wen was so scared that he trembled with a "good" and shivered.

As Ding Wen's scream erupted, the thin black and thin young men who came with him immediately became commotion.

"Come on, give me the gun!" Jiang Lin stood up and snatched the "May 4th" from the brother next to him and poked Ding Wen's forehead. He whispered expressionlessly: "I want to fight with us, right? I'll give you this opportunity."

Ding Wen accompanied the two black and thin guys holding the elder guys, and also pressed the gun on Jiang Lin at the same time.

"I..." Ding Wen squirmed for a while and didn't make a sound, and the scene immediately fell into a stalemate.

Xingchen stretched his hand and grabbed a young man holding the eldest guy blocking Jiang Lin's body, and his forehead was filled with blue veins and shouting: "You two can do it."

"Brother Chen, don't worry." Jiang Lin lowered his muzzle, pushed the bullet into the load with a "click", looked at Ding Wen and shouted: "I'll call one, two, three, let's pull the trigger together, who is the grandson, will he play?"

Others may be scaring people with guns, but I know very well that Jiang Lin is never a joke at this moment. From knowing him until today, he has never been a player who can make trouble by talking. Whether it is Jiang Lin, Xingchen, Li Junfeng, they are all aliens in the gang circle, and their courage is obviously incompatible with this era.

Don't hit Ding Wen with a gun on his forehead. A layer of dense sweat appeared on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye. After taking a few deep breaths, he swallowed and said, "Sorry, sirs, I'm a little abrupt today. Is there anything we can say slowly?"

Li Junfeng panted heavily and waved his slumber and asked, "You are numb, are you still scattering your face?"

While scolding, Li Junfeng blinked at me slightly.

I instantly understood, stretched my hand and pushed Li Junfeng away, and smiled at Ding Wen, "Crazy, look at what you are doing, Brother Lin, you are calm, if you have anything, let's sit down and chat. Hello, Commander Ding, my name is Wang Lang, I came to talk to you about the batch of goods from China."

"Remember Ang Tiezi, let's be shaking your face again, and you'll leave your face here all the time today." Jiang Lin used the barrel to slam Ding Wen and turned to Li Junfeng and Xingchen and said, "Let's go in the house to drink. If Lang Lang has anything to do, just greet him. Make sure that the gunshots and no one can escape."

After saying that, Jiang Lin waved his hand and turned around to walk into the house. The brothers who were in charge of surrounding him also cursed and turned back to the house that had just run out.

Li Junfeng held the clamping spring and pointed at the group of soldiers behind Ding Wen, who did not look like soldiers, and the bandits were not bandits, cursed: "What are you looking for here? Get back to the car."

After Ding Wen turned his head and said a lot to his subordinates, several young men quickly got into the car.

"Brother Chen, please be with me. I can't pee in the same pot with such a donkey." Li Junfeng spitted, waved his hands at Dandan and He Jiawen and said, "Let's go, go back to the house with me to drink."

He Jiawen whispered to Dandan with a bitter face: "Dandan, help me, my legs seem a little numb."

Dandan whispered twice with dry cough: "My feet are no longer in control."

"Look at you two, please have some caution." Li Junfeng grinned, held He Jiawen with one hand, and hugged Dandan with the other hand, and walked into the hotel with a giggle.

It’s not that the two guys are afraid of stage fright. My back is actually soaked in cold sweat. Whether in Shancheng or Chongshi, we are just fighting with people, at most fighting for swords. When did we encounter two gangs of people with eight or nine guns?

After everyone left, I was the only one who was left next to the round table, Xingchen and Ding Wen.

I took a breath, grabbed the cigarette box on the table and handed him one, and spoke politely: "Captain Ding, please sit first. What happened just now was a completely misunderstanding. I came to Myanmar to seek peace and to help the boss get the goods out smoothly. When going out, the boss repeatedly told me that I must bring his respect to you."

"No, thank you." Ding Wen waved his hand, took out a cigar from his arms with a very charming look, then lowered his head and slowly pulled off the eggplant hat. The last pack of matches, lit it and sucked it hard, and a pretending aura came to his face.

I have to admit that the Feng Shui in Myanmar D is really awesome. No matter whether it is really awesome or pretending to be awesome, the pretentious fire will never go out. As soon as Li Junfeng and Jiang Lin left, the dog basket began to take off their airs.

I remember that the last player who was so awesome and lightning-fire in smoking seemed to be the guy who claimed to be the leader of Brother Ra. In the end, Brother Hei almost slapped his face.

Seeing that he had no intention of responsiveness, I continued to smile and said, "Captain Ding, our boss said it very clearly. As long as you are willing to return the goods to us, he can sponsor you one million military expenses. I believe you have seen those goods, just some famous calligraphy and paintings, which are still in your hands. If you want to exchange them for money, you will definitely have to pay a lot of money. It is better for us to combine them with one, how about it?"

Ding Wen sucked a deep cigar and spitted a thick smoke at my face and smiled: "Friends, you seem to be bullying me for no education. Those calligraphy and paintings can be sold for at least 30 to 40 million in your country. Is it appropriate to use one million to fool me? Although Ding, I, is not a figure in the D area of ​​Myanmar, still have many good friends in China. I believe my friends are willing to take advantage of those calligraphy and paintings for me."

Xingchen, who was sitting next to me, took a sip of the wine bowl, and laughed spicyly and said, "Captain Ding, people must understand shame. You snatched the goods. Now they are coming to redeem them sincerely. Is it appropriate for you to do this?"

After sucking the cigarette mouth again, Ding Wen stretched out two fingers without a smile and said, "There is an old saying in China that the treasures in the world can be found here. Since I have grabbed them, it is mine. It is not impossible for you to redeem them. Eight million military expenses, plus a car of marching tents and four-season clothing that can be a company. Let's pay one hand and deliver the goods at the same time, otherwise I would rather destroy those goods than give them to you."

I frowned and said, "Captain Ding, I'm very embarrassed for you to do this."

When I came this time, Han Fei only gave me a quota of 5 million. If the goods could be secured within 5 million, he would immediately transfer the money. If it really doesn't work, he made me think about it.

Ding Wen put the cigar that had been taken a few sips on the table, stood up and waved his hand, "I won't talk about it because of the difficulties. Although I don't know the goods, I believe the officials of the Northern Theater Command must know them. At worst, I will put the goods on and say goodbye to you."

At this time, Li Junfeng and Jiang Lin strode away and ran out of the hotel. Jiang Lin first hit Ding Wen's chest with one elbow, then pinched his neck and pressed it directly on the table, bulging his eyes and shouting: "There are so powerful, right? Then don't leave today. Tell you those little legs, use goods to replace people, and you will die!"

"Bang...bang..."

A few black and thin guys who had just gotten into the jeep immediately ran down again shouting. At the same time, Wu Laoer, who ran into the house, also led people to run out.

Li Junfeng held the clamping spring and thrust it on Ding Wen's butt, pointing at the group of black and thin guys and shouting: "If you want to go ahead, try."

"Ah!" Ding Wen screamed in pain. After shouting in a few words in the dialect I couldn't understand, the thin black guys hesitated for a while, and then got into the car together. In a short while, the car drove far towards the street.

Jiang Lin stubbornly gave an order: "Wu Laoer, bring someone to follow the car and make sure the goods are in their hands, and then grab them directly."
Chapter completed!