After walking for three days and three nights, Li Jian finally saw a small village. At this time, his clothes were in tatters, as if he had come out of hell. The locals were shocked when they saw him.

Li Jian told them in fluent language that he wanted to ask for some water, and the people were very enthusiastic and entertained him with local food. Li Jian saw that poppies were planted in the surrounding mountains, so he asked: "Auntie,

Where is this?"

While doing her work, the aunt answered him: "Oh, our village has no name. If you go south, the first place with a name seems to be called Biga."

"Biga?" He muttered in a low voice. Li Jian quickly sorted out the nearby map he had seen before coming here. He suddenly remembered that this was still the Golden Triangle and he had not left yet.

Li Jian glanced at the poppy fields and thought to himself: "Since this matter is related to drug lords, maybe we can start with the drug lords." He then said: "Auntie, do you plant these things every year?"

"Yes, people come to buy it every year anyway. Although we are not rich, we can be self-sufficient..."

"Then why not grow wheat, corn, sweet potatoes, etc.?"

The aunt looked at Li Jian as if she were an alien and said, "Hey, my child, it is more cost-effective to plant this one. The ones you mentioned are not as expensive as this one. Which one do you think is better?"

The aunt's eyes are like looking at her own children. This is the look accumulated by the people of Dashan from generation to generation.

Li Jian felt speechless, telling them that poppies harm people? But how could they have thought so much? They were just living according to their own living habits for many years, and what rights did he, an outsider, have?

What about telling them this is wrong and that is inappropriate?

The more he thought about it, the stronger his hatred for drug dealers became, because Li Jian always felt that they had deceived the mountain people here and allowed them to do such things without knowing it, but even if they knew it? They would give up just like that.

Poppy? Li Jian couldn’t tell, so he fell silent.

"Oh, I really don't know what you people think. A few days ago, someone asked me this. People nowadays

"How many days ago?"

"Ah, no, it must have been almost ten days. I am old and have a bad memory."

"Auntie, what does that person look like?"

"Maybe he's about the same height as you. He must be in his early 40s. Hey, the clothes he wears are rare in our area. He must be a foreigner, right?" Li Jian was startled when he heard this, and thought to himself, could it be Wang Wei? Then he asked:

"Same as me?"

"No, he wasn't wearing green clothes. But the shoes he was wearing...he told me they were leather shoes."

"Then did he tell you his name?"

"Yes, his surname is Zhong, we just call him Zhong."

Li Jian laughed bitterly after hearing this, and thought to himself, where can I find it so easily? However, I still had a lot of fun chatting with the aunt, mainly about the local customs, and by the way, I consolidated my spoken English. After all, people here speak in too many dialects.

Too heavy.

Unconsciously, the scorching sunshine had disappeared into the clouds. Through the white clouds, the sky looked particularly beautiful. Li Jian looked at the sky and smiled.

The aunt looked at Li Jian and said with a smile: "Tell me, you guys, if you see anything good today, you can't stop laughing!"

Li Jian looked at his aunt's expression and secretly thought that the villagers here had lived in the mountains all their lives and had never seen the smog in the city, so naturally they thought the sky was nothing special.

Suddenly, something clicked in his mind, Wang Wei! Judging from the information revealed by Chief K, Wang Wei's location must be extremely secretive, most likely in the air-raid shelter in the heart of the mountain.

For a person like him who has not seen the sun for a long time, he will naturally be very happy to see such a dark sky. As for the name, if he still uses his original name, he will be a ghost!

After thinking about this section, Li Jian felt that the person was probably Wang Wei, so he asked: "Auntie, where did that person go?"

The aunt glanced at Li Jian and said, "I don't know, I'm heading west anyway!"

Although the aunt said that the man did not clearly say where he was going, he told Li Jian the direction he was leaving. The only city going in that direction was Biga. If this matter is really related to drug lords, then Wang Wei

Most likely he went to Biga.

There are countless drug lords in the Golden Triangle area, but in recent years, a man named Aka has really emerged as a new force and quickly occupied a place in the Golden Triangle.

Aka, thirty-eight years old, is from Myanmar. He started killing people at the age of thirteen. He is famous for being a ruthless character, but he has never had any big prospects. Seven years ago, he suddenly became independent and supported the army and dealt in drugs. After a lot of hard work, he actually became a real person.

Let him become a force.

He has recruited a group of subordinates to follow his lead. In the past two years, Aka has been trying to infiltrate drugs into our country through Ma Zai, but he always suffered heavy losses, either leaking water or capsizing.

Recently, he has sent his henchmen many times to attempt to infiltrate armed forces through the border of Y Province. However, each time he was miscalculated under the strong attack of the border armed police. However, there was an exception. Before entering the border, most of them were killed by single-handed opponents. He had to

Retreat to the original route.

This person is naturally Li Jian.

At this time, under the dim light, the naked Aka was smoking a cigar, looking at his men with their heads drooped, looking haggard, and couldn't help but get angry, but he suppressed his anger and just took a deep breath.

, the smoke covered his livid face, making him look even more terrifying.

After taking a deep look at the leading man, Aka said coldly: "Zhang Long, what's going on?"

"Boss, it's my problem, I was careless."

"Oh, then you still have the nerve to come back?"

Zhang Long said bravely: "I am willing to accept any punishment. This is my problem and has nothing to do with the brothers."

Aka narrowed his eyes when he heard this and said softly: "Oh, you mean you brought a bunch of losers to ruin my reputation. Such great achievements are all your fault? You don't take your brothers seriously, right?"

?”

There was ridicule in Aka's tone, and more of a chill, while Zhang Long was speechless.

"Boss, it's not our problem, it's our opponent who is too powerful!"

"Yeah yeah!"

A gunman next to him said this, and the remaining gunmen agreed. But the next second, they could never speak. In the dim light, they could only see the brains flying at each other.

"His uncle! Whoever beats me, get out!" Zhang Long was indeed a master, and he roared at the people hiding in the dark.

"Zhang Long!" Aka's voice rose an octave, meaning to tell Zhang Long to shut up.

"Hey, keeping this kind of trash is really a waste of weapons, don't you think so, Aka." A cold voice floated out from the corner like a ghost.

Aka ordered the man to turn on the headlights, put out the cigar in his hand, stared at the man and said coldly: "Next time, I don't want to kill someone who is not mine."

This sudden appearance put great pressure on Zhang Long, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"

"Pa" the man put the gun on the table, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, stared at the glass, and said slowly: "Zhang Long, thirty-three years old, retired special forces."

As he spoke, Zhang Long sweated. These were his information. He had been anonymous all these years and had never mentioned it to anyone when he came to this place. He couldn't help but blurt out: "How do you know?"

"Of course what your boss told me was just to show his sincerity. I'm just here to discuss business, right, Aka?"

"Huh, you'd better be polite in my territory, Atov." Aka replied, and then he turned his head to Zhang Long, "Zhang Long, I hope this is your last mistake, get out of here, don't give me any trouble."

It’s a disgrace here.”

"Yes." Zhang Long felt that he couldn't stay any longer, so he walked quickly towards the door as if he was amnesty.

"Wait! Mr. Aka," Atov said, "I am very interested in the enemies you have encountered. May I ask how many there are and where they came from?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?" Zhang Long regretted it as soon as he said this, because he saw the anger rising in Aka's eyes.

"Of course, don't you think it's important to collect intelligence at all times?"

"A person whose origin and identity are all unknown."

Atof frowned when he heard this and said in confusion: "A person?!"

"Yes, although I don't want to admit it, he is indeed a master. If you don't believe it, forget it." Zhang Long originally wanted to ask them if he didn't believe it, but he looked at the corpses lying on the ground and swallowed his words again.

Aka was silent for a moment and said: "I'll give you three days to find out this person's origin and purpose, otherwise you know what the consequences will be!" "Yes, then I'll go."

"Wait a minute, you can clean up this stall later. Don't let me worry."

"yes!"

In the room, Aka looked at Atov and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Atov smiled and said: "It's very simple. You just need to provide us with the information we got from him."

Aka raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it that simple? Why should I help you?"

Atov smiled and said: "We like to make friends, for example, we want smart friends like you, but we don't like smart enemies. We can make you become a drug lord in the Golden Triangle, and we can also make you disappear in the Golden Triangle!"

Aka looked cold and said: "Do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

Atov smiled and said: "Haha, you are indeed a smart person and greedy. We like to deal with greedy people. It's very simple. If you help us find this person, we will give you two gifts you want."

!”

Aka smiled and said: "Four pieces!"

Atov's face turned slightly cold and he said: "Only the right amount of greed can keep you alive!"

Aka said: "I think it's very reasonable!"

Atov suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, it's up to you, four pieces, but we need to see someone!"

Aka said: "Is it okay to die?"

Atov said: "You have to live!"
Chapter completed!