The bad old man lay in the muddy water, looking up at the rainy night sky: "I hate it..."
"It's no use!" Ye Qing curled his lips: "Now do you know what despair means?"
The bad old man gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"The reason why the caravan has reached this stage is because you old guys are stuck in your ways and don't want to make progress!" Ye Qing's true energy was exhausted and his whole body was sore. He could only mobilize the remaining true energy to slowly run through the eight extraordinary meridians. . Since he can't move, let's just stimulate this bad old man.
"How many merchants from other provinces can make a fortune in Ruili, Tengchong, but the caravan, which is the local leader of Yun Province, is in decline..."
The bad old man sighed: "What you said is right, but it is only one-sided. In the past, horse gangs sold tea to surrounding countries, and their footprints were all over Southeast Asia.
However, since the opening of the Stilwell Highway and the Burma Highway, the horse caravans have lost their long-distance freight transportation, and even the tea produced in the caravan's own tea gardens has begun to be unsaleable. In order to make a living, I can only do some short-distance freight, sell some daily necessities that are scarce for the Northern Myanmar National Army, and earn a little hard money by transporting their goods. "
"But that's not why you traffic in contraband."
The old man lamented: "Between crime and survival, we can only choose survival."
Ye Qing frowned and rarely refuted. The education level in border towns was generally low. The caravan disciples had been helping the adults in the family sort out goods since they were young. In order to survive, they chose to work instead of going to school.
Highly educated talents like Ma Wei and Liu Fang are rare.
But they cannot represent the majority.
The cheap labor force in northern Myanmar also means that Tengchong Ruili has no shortage of labor force.
People from northern Myanmar come to Tengchong and Ruili and earn one thousand yuan a month. They can live a prosperous life when they return to northern Myanmar.
But if a member of the caravan only earns 1,000 yuan a month, he cannot even support his family.
People with high education cannot get jobs, and people from northern Myanmar cannot compete with low-end jobs.
In order to survive, they can only take desperate risks.
He had set up a street stall selling stones in Panjiayuan, Kyoto, and knew how hard the lives of these lower class people were.
"Liu Fang from Ruili No. 1 Hospital is my girlfriend."
The old man sighed: "What a smart little girl, she actually fell in love with a white-eyed wolf..."
Wang Xue turned around and said angrily: "Damn old man, do you know how to speak human language..."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ye Qing quickly comforted Wang Xue: "Let's beat him like a grandson, and let him scold him a few times. After you regain your strength, hang him up and use him as a sandbag... .”
The bad old man's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he no longer dared to speak harshly.
Ye Qing sighed: "What I want to tell you is that for the future of the caravan, a fairy-like girl humbly begged me to give the caravan a way out."
The bad old man turned to look at him: "Did you give it?"
"After a catastrophe, there will be a great cure, and there is a saying that there is no destruction, no establishment." Ye Qing smiled: "This severe crackdown in the country has wiped out all the lawless caravans, but the remaining disciples are innocent.
So, I asked her and Ma Rui to join forces to set up a security company, a property company and a tourism company, recruit a large number of caravan disciples, and then connect with my companies..."
"What kind of business do you have?"
"I bought Longyun Villa, and I also bought Liu Fang's hospital. I plan to develop the Meidang Nickel Mine myself, form a mine protection team, and a transport fleet to transport all the mined red soil back to the country.
And I, Muse Sanxiong, and General Wu Rui of Mandalay jointly invested in a logistics company to monopolize the freight business on the Burma Highway.
The three companies run by Liu Fang and Ma Rui can perfectly connect with my companies. Ye Qing turned his head, looked at him and smiled: "This is the caravan's only chance for nirvana and rebirth." "
The bad old man frowned: "Why are you telling me this?"
"Developing the Meidang nickel mine, setting up a transportation fleet, and even a logistics company require a lot of funds." Ye Qing smiled: "But I have no money."
The bad old man's old eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he breathed heavily: "You are so shameless."
"From hell to heaven, it's just a matter of thoughts of yours." Ye Qing chuckled and said, "Tell me, where are the rough stones purchased by Shen Qingmei hidden."
The bad old man asked suspiciously: "Who is Shen Qingmei?"
"He is the real owner of the rough stones you are guarding!"
The bad old man's face became extremely ugly: "Isn't it illegal to traffic in rough stones?"
Ye Qing shook his head: "It's not illegal, but I am the real owner of the Meidang Nickel Mine. Every plant, tree, mountain and stone here is mine. I take what belongs to me, so it's not illegal!"
"Everyone will say nonsense, but it's not as elegant and refined as you said."
"Old man, this is ridiculous!"
The bad old man gritted his teeth and looked at him for a long time: "Are you sure you will give the caravan a chance to be reborn?"
"I swear in the name of grandpa!"
The old man looked at the cave entrance filled with blood: "That's the entrance to the mountain. If you arrive late, Marley and Saber will ignite the explosives hidden in the mountain, and then there will be a bang."
Ye Qing's pupils shrank and he quickly stood up: "Here comes someone!"
Several special operations team members rushed over.
"Carry them to a safe place!" Ye Qing looked back at Lu Pian and Wu Chang: "You two follow me into the cave." '
The three of them ran wildly, jumped over more than twenty corpses, and rushed into a dark cave entrance.
Now it's a race against time to find and kill Ma Lei and Saber before they make up their mind to die with everyone and detonate explosives.
The passage was very dark, but in Ye Qing's eyes it was as bright as day. Lu Pian and Wu Chang tried their best to chase Ye Qing, but their speed was obviously not at the same level. In the blink of an eye, they were separated by Ye Qing.
"When did I become so strong?"
Ye Qing is very strong, this is something everyone knows.
The central police and internal guards were trained since childhood and practiced internal martial arts, while the special forces were selected from the army. Therefore, the two sides were not at the same level at all, but they were not so strong.
After turning the corner, there were dim lights inside, but in the more than two hundred meters long passage, I could see Ye Qing's back.
"There is a mark left by the master on the stone wall!" Wu Chang had sharp eyes, glanced at the mark, found the right direction and started running.
Ye Qing didn't know how far he ran, but it was definitely two to three hundred meters deep into the mountain.
Although the lights were dim and he was running wildly, the touch of the Xiuchun knife passing by the wall convinced him that the passage was not a stone wall, but made of cement.
The electric lamps on the walls are even more old-fashioned...
What the hell is this place?
