After a night of bloody fighting, everyone felt tired. Especially when the miners turned into mountain soldiers to kill and steal goods, and then were massacred, it was a huge test for people's hearts, humanity and ability to accept.
Even Mo Guo, who was used to killing, got into his sleeping bag and fell asleep after nibbling a piece of chocolate.
Wang Xue knew that Ye Qing only needed to meditate for a while to regain his strength. Besides, tonight, he didn't even move his hands and simply got into the sleeping bag with Mu Ling.
Ye Qing lit up a bonfire outside the tent and put several people's jackets on wooden frames to bake.
Song Youqing also wore boxers and a small vest, and was painted with fragrant wood powder. There were two sword-shaped Damascus knives on both sides of her thighs. The Bayi Bar was placed at hand. She looked at the dark rain forest in the distance and listened to the ferocious beast roar: "You know That old caravan god."
Ye Qing's eyes never left her curvaceous figure. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Actually, you know her too."
Song Youqing looked at him with deep eyes: "Ma Yong."
Ye Qing nodded affirmatively: "Only this bad old man would use this method to convey information."
Song Youqing snorted: "Can't he just make a phone call?"
"This kind of village formed by the gathering of miners has no electricity at all, and mobile phones are useless." Ye Qing shook his head and smiled: "So, it's not that he doesn't want to call, it's just that he can't."
Song Youqing immediately blushed with embarrassment and rolled her eyes at him: "If you had known earlier, you wouldn't have said anything. You obviously wanted to embarrass me."
Ye Qing said earnestly: "Auntie, this is common sense."
When he called her aunt, Song Youqing's heart trembled when he heard it, and her eyes became charming: "Is there something wrong with you, you still call me aunt?"
"Then what is my name?" Ye Qing looked at her with a wicked smile: "Qing'er..."
"Go away..." Song Youqing's face turned red with embarrassment and she rolled her eyes: "You're not serious."
Ye Qing sat over with a smile: "If I were a serious person, I would have no fate with Qing'er in this life."
Song Youqing slapped him on the arm and smiled coyly: "You still call me Qing'er. Is it you who calls me Qing'er? Besides, I have a fate with you, and it's also a bad fate. I hid in Africa or surrendered myself." Snare.”
Ye Qing chuckled: "It's mine. You can't escape even if you run away. Sooner or later it will end up in my bowl."
Song Youqing sighed and leaned her delicate body against him: "What information do you think Ma Yong conveyed to us?"
Ye Qing knew that she was a little worried about gain and loss now. After all, there was suddenly news about a person who had been missing for two years, and this person had been imprisoned in the enemy's lair. No one knew whether he had been with the poisonous people. Xiao colluded: "When we were at the Meidan Nickel Mine, the deal I made with Ma Yong was to find Du Yan's whereabouts."
Song Youqing turned her beautiful face and looked at him suspiciously: "Deal."
"The future of the caravan?"
Song Youqing looked at him doubtfully: "Ma Rui has taken the caravan disciples to run a logistics company in partnership with Baihu. Although they no longer use the name of the caravan, the future is bright."
"The foundation of the caravan is not in China, but in northern Myanmar." Ye Qing shook his head and smiled: "Although Ma Yong is not the leader, he is the highest-ranking elder of the caravan in northern Myanmar. After the caravan was banned, the caravan stayed in northern Myanmar. There are at least a thousand disciples who dare not return to the country. This is also the reason why Ma Wei dares to flee to northern Myanmar.
As long as these provocative disciples still listen to her, she will have a very powerful force in northern Myanmar. Even, due to domestic changes, her power has grown unprecedentedly. "
Song Youqing gritted her teeth and said, "Ma Wei has been distracted by power and wealth."
Ye Qing nodded: "But Ma Yong sees clearly that without domestic supplies, the caravan is nothing in northern Myanmar. It will eventually become the lackeys of drug lords. This is what Ma Yong does not want to see."
Song Youqing turned around: "They were originally drug lords."
Ye Qing chuckled: "That's right or wrong. Their main responsibility is actually to transport materials to the Golden Triangle area and then transport contraband out. They earn freight, so they are transporting drugs rather than selling drugs. Therefore, they are different from the decisive drug lords."
Song Youqing looked at him worriedly: "Your thinking is terrible. Regardless of whether they are transporting drugs or selling drugs in the country, in short, anyone related to contraband will be targeted."
"So." Ye Qing smiled bitterly: "This is also a problem for me."
Song Youqing said seriously: "These caravan disciples are all adults. They must be responsible for their actions. If they transport poison and harm others, they must be punished accordingly."
She paused and said, "You must listen to me on this matter. If you make a wrong step, it will not only be you who pays the price, but also the Ye family, the Liu family and the Song family."
Ye Qing turned his head and looked at her with a half-smile.
Song Youqing's pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "What are you looking at? It's like you haven't seen it before."
Ye Qing smiled and asked, "Do you need a reason to look at your wife?"
Song Youqing wrinkled her nose and snorted softly: "I know you are changing the subject, but I am still very happy." However, when she thought that Mr. Song was about to land in Yun Province, a trace of sadness appeared on her pretty face: "Dad, too, If he wants to get into politics, it’s not a good place to go there, he has to come to Yunnan Province.”
Ye Qing shook his head and smiled. One-third of the Song family's land was used for military industry. This time, President Song landed in Yun Province. One of them was unwilling to be left alone. The second reason is that Mu Zhi fell down, which is equivalent to the Mu system falling down.
As the second-in-command of the Mu clan, the Song family must carry this banner and take over the task of integrating the political resources of the Mu clan.
Mu Zhongzhi couldn't count on it. The Song family had daughters but no children, which meant that none of the younger generations could carry the banner of Mu Song.
Therefore, Mr. Song must try his best to extend his political life and cultivate a successor. This is why he actively seeks to go abroad.
It's not that Song Youqing doesn't understand the twists and turns here, but she just doesn't want to think about it.
Song Youqing turned to look at him: "Will you join politics from business?"
Ye Qing shook his head gently: "I don't like the intrigues in the political world, I prefer a free life."
Song Youqing raised her head and glanced at the starless sky: "I don't need to ask, but if Du Yan is rescued tomorrow, maybe dad will give him a hand."
Ye Qing chuckled: "I have nothing to do with you."
Song Youqing turned to look at him: "What about Du Yu?"
Ye Qing said leisurely: "Du Yu is Du Yu, and Du Yan is Du Yan. Although they are brother and sister, it does not mean that they have exactly the same ideas, especially after she returned to Jinmen this time."
Song Youqing looked at him seriously: "You haven't told me yet, what will happen to the Du family?"
Ye Qing shook his head: "Although I asked 101 to help Du Yu, the position of the old man of the Du family is a good one. If you don't make a mistake, it will be fine. Once you make a mistake..."
