The whole of Mogok was in turmoil and full of turmoil.
The cutting machine that cuts giant jadeite rough stones looks like a one-armed monster, but the hand position is a huge alloy cutter wheel with a diameter of two meters.
In addition to this large cutting machine, there are also two small cutting machines, two stone polishing machines and two dental machines for window opening.
These pieces of equipment cost Ye Qing more than three million.
"You have to use this place as a stone gambling base." Princess Jinsha was followed by Ma Guo and Mu Ling, and they circled around the giant cutting machine.
"We have this plan." Ye Qing nodded affirmatively: "Although Lashio is also a distribution center for rough stones, the influx of a large number of smuggled rough stones into Lashio is also a burden for Greedy Wolf."
Duma curled her red lips: "If you have such a plan, it means you are not sure!"
Ye Qing turned back and glanced at her: "By the way, Mogok is in turmoil now, and everything is deserted. You, the deputy commander of Wushou Brigade, the God of Wealth in charge of the three major markets in Mogok, it doesn't matter if you stay in my small company and don't leave. "
Duma blurted out without thinking: "If you are well, it will be sunny."
"Pfft." The girls who were watching the excitement, including Wu An, Dao Zhen, Liu Le, Peng Fei and even Chen Juncai, shook their heads and smiled.
The turmoil and insecurity in Mogok are all caused by this guy.
Ye Qing frowned and asked: "What are the articles of association of the Elders? Do you have the idea of chopping Wu An into pieces and feeding them to the dogs?"
Duma tilted her head and asked, "So what if it does, and what if it doesn't?"
"Wu An and I have been brothers since the battle at the Meidang Nickel Mine." Ye Qing looked at her frankly: "Yes, political struggles have always been ruthless. It's life and death. There is never a second choice."
Duma gritted his teeth and asked, "It means there are too few dead people in Mogok!"
"In fact, changing one's thinking is a very difficult thing." Ye Qing nodded solemnly: "Especially, this expression of blood requires giving up huge benefits. Therefore, although the third elder is dead, he must be careful and conservative. The faction’s counterattack..."
"How to prevent counterattack?"
"Of course, strike first."
"Kill all the elders of the Presbyterian Church. Who will be responsible for the operation of the Mogok market and who will manage the people under their rule." Duma snorted angrily: "Let the Benglong people become a piece of scattered sand and no longer have the ability to unite people's hearts. , the army dispersed. This is what the military government is doing. Are you sure you are not a spy sent by the military government to alienate us."
Ye Qing chuckled: "Do I look similar?"
Duma walked up to him, looked at him carefully, and nodded affirmatively: "Not only does it look like this, but it is also true that since you came to Mogok, the Benglong clan has become troubled."
"Then why doesn't your father send me away?"
Duma frowned and did not answer the question.
In reality, the Benglong Presbyterian Church is also divided into two factions. The reformist faction headed by Hong Tao insists on consolidating military power and political power into the patriarch. The Presbyterian Council is just an official organization that helps the patriarch manage the area under his jurisdiction.
The other group believes that existence is extremely reasonable.
The Presbyterian Council has led the Benglong people for nearly a hundred years. During these hundred years, although the Benglong tribe has had wars and hardships, they have all come through under the leadership of the Presbyterian Council.
Therefore, the Presbyterian Church should maintain the status quo.
As for the corruption issue of the third elder, that is just an example.
On the contrary, they began to question that if they purchased more advanced arms from Ye Qing, not only would they spend huge sums of money, but they would also be listed as a primary target by the military government.
She asked seriously: "From your perspective, what is the right choice for us?"
Ye Qing smiled: "You can't look at the problem from within Benglong, but jump out of Benglong and look at the problem from the overall situation."
Upon hearing this, Wu An also gathered around: "Keep talking!"
"If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This is an eternal truth." Ye Qing glanced at the two of them: "The Muse Sanxiong and the Kachin Independence Army have already completed the change of uniforms. Shan State General Wu Rui invited me to Mandalay , also discussing the issue of purchasing arms.
After all the surrounding armies had finished changing their weapons, the Benglong clan who refused to change their weapons could only become the prey of others. There's another thing you haven't noticed. "
Wu An asked: "What?"
"The Kachin Independence Army changed its uniform in order to compete for mineral export rights." Ye Qing said slowly: "The military government can earn one-third of its military expenses from the jadeite rough trade, and the other two-thirds are from oil and natural gas. and various non-ferrous metal minerals.
Therefore, the mineral export authority will not only recognize the high degree of autonomy of the Kachin Independence Army, but will also lose a large number of tax sources. In this case the war will be more cruel.
As a natural ally of the Kachin Independence Army, it must either surrender to the military government, or it can only buy arms and strengthen itself, otherwise..."
He didn't continue, but both Wu An and Duma understood.
Besides the two paths of surrender and self-improvement, there is another path, which is to be massacred and exterminated.
Moreover, in recent years, the Benglong clan has been fighting against the military government for the gem mining area, and the war has been filled with hatred and hatred, and they are most likely to be massacred.
Wu An sighed: "Old Sangji means the same thing. Quickly unify the military power, update weapons, and face the cruelest war."
"Then why didn't you dare to kill Meng Gu without telling my father?"
"If I tell the chief of staff, will he let me force Menggu to death?" Wu An asked with a smile.
Duma smiled bitterly and said: "For me, fratricide is the worst thing that can happen to me."
Wu An sighed: "That's why I let him jump off by himself."
"Either you don't do it, or you do it absolutely." Princess Jinsha smiled: "If you don't have poison, you won't have a husband?"
Duma said sternly: "Menggu's family members are innocent."
Princess Jinsha shook her head: "When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent."
Duma stared at him, her beautiful eyes seeming to spit out fire: "There is no snow in northern Myanmar."
Princess Jinsha smiled sweetly: "When they enjoy the dirty money earned by the third elder, they are no longer innocent."
Duma snorted coldly: "This is Benglong's family matter, I don't want you to worry about it!"
Wu An slowly raised his head: "Sister Duma, I think what Her Royal Highness the Princess said makes sense."
Duma looked at him in horror: "You really want to kill them all."
"You help me send them out of Mogok, otherwise, I really can't help but kill them." Wu An sighed: "The hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife are irreconcilable. I can't fight with them. Living under the same sky.”
Duma nodded: "When the Presbyterian Council makes a decision, I will send them out of the valley."
Suddenly, the ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence of the underground treasure house.
Wang Xue took out the phone and took a look at it. It was marked as a witch: "Master, this is Zhu Longmei's phone number."
