Now that I see these brave drug lords being slaughtered, I feel indescribable joy in my heart.
When Du Yan saw these drug lords being slaughtered, he felt indescribably happy: "Old man, I'll reward you with a cigarette."
Ma Yong took out Ziyun, put one in his mouth first, and then fired a round. The four of them sat cross-legged behind a row of pillars as thick as a bowl, listening to the sound of gunfire and grenades, they began to smoke clouds and smoke.
"I have discussed with Ma Wei that we cannot stay here for a long time. We are going to Kokang and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to settle down." Ma Yong exhaled a puff of smoke. Although the explosion was deafening, his voice still clearly reached the ears of five people. Chinese: "The only thing to worry about is supplies..."
"Selling supplies to drug lords is aiding the tyrants." Before Du Yan could answer, he heard a strange voice above his head.
Ma Yong raised his head in shock: "Ye Qing..."
Ye Qing took Wang Xue, ducked into the stilted building, glanced at everyone, and said in surprise: "Zhang Guo..."
"Xiao Liuye." Seeing Ye Qing, even the strong man burst into tears. After two years in prison and two years of torture, I thought I would never see my people again, but I never expected that we would meet in a place like this.
Ye Qing crouched down and held Zhang Guo's hands, but was suddenly frightened: "What's wrong with your hands?"
"My hand tendons and hamstrings were severed." Zhang Guo wiped away his tears, but a bright smile appeared on his face: "Let me introduce to you, this is Du Yan of Jinmen, this is Wang Bing... ....”
Ye Qing also sighed endlessly: "I didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances."
"Where's Xiaoyu!" Du Yan asked anxiously.
"Because you are her brother, she can only avoid armed rescue." Ye Qing said matter-of-factly: "So, I gave her a holiday and asked her to return to Jinmen for a while."
Du Yan nodded silently, but the meaning of this sentence was that Ye Qing had no idea whether he was taken away from Kokang and imprisoned in Naxi Village, whether it was a trap or someone deliberately leaked it, so there was a possibility that the armed rescue would fail. .
Once Ye Qing discovers that this is a trap, he will order an evacuation. In order to prevent Du Yu from not following the order because he is concerned about himself, he can only avoid the task.
Ye Qing shook Wang Bing's hand, but he was also weak.
Wang Bing's voice was full of sorrow: "Like Zhang Guo, my hand tendons and hamstrings were all severed."
Ye Qing was speechless. Modern medicine couldn't do anything about this kind of ancient injury. He gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you go home, you will all be heroes."
"They are also trash." Wang Bing smiled bitterly: "Besides, the fighting outside is so fierce, it will not be easy for you to take us out..."
"No, let's go together." Blood and tears rolled down Du Yan's face. He already understood what Wang Bing was going to say. Wang Bing and Zhang Guo were living like useless people, actually just to accompany him.
"Actually, it's not that pessimistic. Although I didn't bring many people, there is still no problem in annihilating this group of bold drug lords." Ye Qing knew that they were thinking like businessmen. It is true that he is a businessman, but he is an arms dealer who is armed to the teeth: "The reason why the fighting outside is so fierce is, firstly, to attract their attention so that we can sneak in. Secondly, I have no intention of letting them go. For this For this operation, I brought enough bullets and grenades. Even if they explode, I can blow up Naxi Village."
What he said was calm and calm, but the murderous intention behind it made even Ma Yong feel brave... This kid really came to commit massacre.
Moreover, they were slaughtered together with the disciples who took the blame among the caravans.
Zhang Guo was right. In the eyes of this young master, the caravan disciples who fled to northern Myanmar were no longer Chinese, but criminals and drug lords.
But what should I do?
Ma Yong frowned and thought anxiously, but the more anxious he became, his head felt like paste and he couldn't come up with any ideas.
Du Yan and the other three also kept silent.
The three of them were able to eat and drink well without being abused during this period, all thanks to Ma Yong's care.
Although I really want to say a few good words for the caravan's split in northern Myanmar. But the only one who can make the decision here is Ye Qing.
Besides, Ye Qing would never listen to him and others.
Ye Qing saw them turning to look at Ma Yong, and the bad old man was hesitant to speak: "It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. It's useless for you to think so much."
"After all, the disciples of the caravan who split the pot in northern Myanmar are different from the decisive drug lords. Their parents, wives and children are all in the country..." Ma Yong said bitterly: "They are Chinese."
Ye Qing retorted: "But when they helped drug lords traffic in contraband and harm the Chinese people, they never considered that they were also Chinese people.
Moreover, I do not have the qualifications and ability to ask domestic officials to pardon them. If they are allowed to stay in northern Myanmar, they will eventually become drug lords. "
Northern Myanmar is a God-given land with abundant mineral deposits, but valuable mineral deposits, such as gemstones, jadeite rough stones, gold mines, and even some tree-turned jade, have long been occupied by warlords.
With the caravan's few disciples and guns, it is impossible to compete with the warlords for mineral deposits.
The only source of income within their reach is growing opium poppies and manufacturing contraband.
And, it’s still violent.
Ye Qing glanced at them: "Besides, in this situation, even if these disciples who shared the blame have a heart of repentance, who dares to test it. If they collude with the Kokang drug lord, none of us can leave. .”
Ma Yong said solemnly: "Are we going to give up like this?"
Ye Qing laughed dumbly: "Old man, those who want to save others are all lunatics, and I am sure that because of Ma Wei, you can't save anyone."
"Ma Wei?" Ma Yong stopped talking. He was crazy about martial arts and had no desire for power, so although he was very senior in the caravan, he had no real power. When Ma Wei is happy, she calls him "ancestor", and when she is unhappy, she calls him "Elder Ma".
But this little girl has a knack for controlling people's hearts. In just a few months, she took control of northern Myanmar.
Ye Qing sighed: "Even if Ma Wei is not here, you can't influence others. These disciples who have been away from home have been living in the foreign country for many years. Don't they know what is right, what is wrong, and what it means to secede from the people of the country. They know everything, but for Money, they are unrepentant. Even Ma Wei is like this..."
Ma Yong looked at him in astonishment: "Do you know Ma Wei?"
Ye Qing smiled and said, "I've met her a few times, but I'm not familiar with her, but I know a little bit about what she's thinking."
Ma Yong said seriously: "What is she thinking?"
"She graduated from a prestigious foreign school, and she can break out of this circle. She can live a good life without relying on the caravan." Ye Qing said solemnly: "But she still returned to the caravan, but she did not do it to revive the caravan.
On the contrary, she wanted to take a shortcut and take possession of the wealth accumulated by the caravan disciples over the years through legal means. "
