"The bastard, this bastard asked us to block his gun here, and he ran away by himself!"
"I fucked his ancestors for eight generations and made them bleed and sweat, this bastard."
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The scorpion's escape made the opponent, who was already in a state of decline, immediately give up his game. He directly threw the gun in his hand to the ground and squatted down with his head in his hands.
With the boss running away, they, the younger ones, naturally have no reason to persevere, so they might as well surrender to save their lives.
"Keep an eye on them, let's go after the poisonous scorpion!" Aung San shouted, the first sentence was to the villagers behind him, and the latter sentence was to the five of us.
Taking down the village has completed the previous plan. Chasing the poisonous scorpion is entirely to prevent our news from being leaked.
By the time a few of us arrived, Poisonous Scorpion had already started the boat and galloped away into the distance.
"Aung San, I have already called Myawaddy Park. Just wait until you are surrounded by people from the park!"
The poisonous scorpion saw that we had chased us to the shore, but there was nothing we could do to stop him, so he laughed wantonly.
Aung San raised his hand and fired the shuttle, but unfortunately it was already far away and did not hit at all.
"Poisonous scorpion, sooner or later I will catch you with my own hands and cut you into pieces!"
Looking at the arrogant poisonous scorpion, I was extremely angry.
If this person hadn't recognized us with his sharp eyes, why would I have been running around in such a hurry? Not long after I escaped, I had to embark on the escape road again.
If I see him in the future, I will cut him into pieces to satisfy the hatred in my heart.
"Brother Zhang, we have a long way to go, and we will definitely be able to deal with him in the future. The top priority is to quickly pack up and go back. Let's have a drink, so as not to catch the bad guys in the park after smelling the smell." Aung San advised.
I nodded and suppressed the anger in my heart. Now is indeed not the time to be angry. The top priority is to seize the time and search quickly.
Back in the village, the original villagers were gathered together and someone watched them specially.
Aung San also began to lead people to search house after house in the village, and I was no exception.
Due to the special nature of the village's business, a lot of cash was left in the village. After looking through a few houses, they found more than 10,000 yuan in cash and a gold ring.
"Brother Cheng, you've made it, you've made it. As the old saying goes, if you kill people and set fires with gold belts, you can build bridges and repair roads without corpses, the money comes really fast!"
Song Hao played with the gold ring in his hand and said excitedly.
"Look at your potential, how excited are you for a small amount of money?" Zhao Yan curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"That's better than being in the park!" Song Hao argued.
Ten thousand yuan is indeed not much, and it is not prohibited at all in northern Myanmar. Only a character like Song Hao can appear unusually excited.
Zhao Yan and I have experienced a lot, not to mention 10,000 yuan, even 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. I am naturally not interested in this 10,000 yuan.
"Let's go and take a look ahead, maybe there will be a big harvest!" I urged them to hurry up.
We then searched several more rooms, and in addition to more than 30,000 yuan, we also found a gold watch.
I found it, but before I could warm it up, Song Hao snatched it away. Brother Cheng shouted one after another, saying that he had never worn a gold watch and asked me to bring one for him.
I didn't really care about the gold watch, so I gave it to him when I saw how flattering he looked.
When we had almost searched all the rooms in the village, we met Aung San’s men and asked us to go to the factory in the village to meet Aung San.
A few minutes later, I saw Aung San. He had a sad look on his face and a little pity in his eyes.
I followed his gaze, frowned, and clenched my fists.
"These beasts!"
In a dark room, there lived a group of half-grown children, around thirteen or fourteen years old, with extremely dim eyes. There were white flour and some needles scattered on the ground.
In northern Myanmar, there is a kind of people called mules. Most of them are half-grown children, who are controlled with flour and other drugs.
Constantly brainwash them and instill in them some knowledge that confuses black and white, so that they are willing to be mules transporting flour.
After a long period of control and brainwashing, these children have completely lost their self-awareness and are as if they are machines.
As long as you give them food and white flour, they will do anything for you. Swallowing plastic bags wrapped with white flour has been trained since childhood, and it is not as difficult as it is for adults.
This kind of drug mule is too cruel, and no one with any sense of conscience will keep it.
But I didn't expect that the poisonous scorpion would be so cruel. He would attack half-year-old children and train them into poisonous mules.
"If I had known that I would have risked my life to keep the poisonous scorpion, this bastard is simply inhuman!" Aung San's eyes were also full of anger.
Although his village also does the same business, his bottom line is not to touch children.
Moreover, as far as he knew, no one in the villages within a few kilometers of the area was raising poisonous mules. Unexpectedly, the poisonous scorpion would brave the public disapproval and raise poisonous mules without telling everyone.
"What are you going to do with these people?" I asked Aung San.
Due to being under the control of drugs for a long time, drug mules' physical functions have declined significantly. Not only do they not live long, they also have to eat white flour every day.
If you leave it alone, you won't be able to bear it, and it will be troublesome to take it back.
Aung San stared at the seven or eight half-year-old children in front of him, thought for a long time, and then sighed.
"That's all, since you saw them, give them a bite to eat!"
I sighed helplessly. These children were already dead. They were lucky to be able to live a comfortable life for a few days at the end of their lives.
After settling several half-year-old children, Aung San and I continued our search.
The factory is the core of every village, and there must be a lot of cash and other valuable things hidden in it.
Walking into the depths of the factory, you can see bottles, cans, and various chemical experiment equipment along the way.
From time to time, you can still see skinny drug testers in iron cages, huddled in the corner, with only the faint sound of breathing announcing that they are still alive.
Being used to seeing miserable situations, I may still feel kindhearted towards a group of half-grown children. I sympathize with these people, but only with sympathy.
Even if they are rescued, they may not survive long.
As they continued to go deeper, they also caught several people wearing white coats and goggles. They were surrounded by Aung San's men and did not dare to move at all.
These people are professionals in the factory, and the production of flour and the birth of new products are inseparable from them.
Don't underestimate these people. Many of them are top students who graduated from prestigious universities. Their academic qualifications and abilities are much higher than ordinary people.
Some of these people were kidnapped, and some came voluntarily to make a lot of money.
Don't think that top students will not do anything illegal. The smarter people are, the easier it is for them to become egoists. In order to achieve their goals, they will do anything.
After seeing Aung San, several professionals immediately began to plead for mercy, asking Aung San to spare their lives so that they could serve Aung San.
Aung San sneered and asked people to take them out first, and then looked at the safe in the corner.
"Do it! The money is right in front of you!"
Following the order, someone immediately stepped forward to open the safe.
Within a few minutes, the safe was opened and filled with red banknotes.
"It's made, it's made! It must be at least one million!" Song Hao shouted excitedly.
