I stood on the bank of the Irrawaddy River, looking at the rising sun slowly rising in the east.
It was so hot and beautiful, and the sky was completely bright at four o'clock in the morning.
The heavy river wind, carrying the strong smell of blood, hit the nostrils, and the water on the river surface had been dyed red.
It complements the rising sun.
The bait placed on the river surface attracted a large number of herrings to fight for it, making the already unstable river surface even more surging.
"Master, let's have a cigarette!"
When I heard Uncle Wu's words, I stretched out my hand and took the cigarette he handed me. He was covered in blood and minced meat, and he was sprayed with it. The strong smell of plague on his body was nauseating.
But he didn't mind at all, and there seemed to be a bit of relief in his eyes.
Perhaps, he has been waiting for this day for a long time.
I looked at the cigarette in my hand, it was the smoke from my hometown.
I haven't smoked in a long time.
My dad's favorite cigarette in his life is Yunyan. Although it is very cheap, he has never changed brands in his life.
I held the cigarette in my mouth, and Uncle Wu brought a lighter and lit it for me. I took a heavy drag on the cigarette and blew out the cloud.
"call!"
The smoke was blown away by the river breeze, but the thick and spicy smell stayed in my heart forever.
I smiled and said, "I remember when I was seven years old, in the first grade of elementary school, my dad spent all his money betting on stones, and he had a lot of goods in his hands.
So much so that he didn't even have the money to smoke. He was embarrassed to tell you brothers that he dug out all the dimes and dimes at home.
He was embarrassed to buy cigarettes with his 12 cent coins, so he let me go.
At that time, I couldn't understand what a pack of cigarettes meant to a man.
Especially during that period of poverty and hardship.
I remember that I liked eating sweets very much. I don’t know why. Candies when I was a child had a fatal temptation for me.
When I entered the canteen, I was told clearly that I wanted to buy Yunyan.
However, in the end, I spent all my money on candy. At that time, I did not realize the seriousness of the problem.
After I got home, I was very happy and wanted to surprise my dad. I showed him the candy I bought with a cheerful attitude.
And what I got was a spanking. My dad spanked me twenty times for seven dollars.
Each one left a bloody scar on my body.
However, I didn't say a word, and from that day on, I told myself that what a man wants, he has to earn by his own ability.
You shouldn't take anyone else's, even your biological father's, for granted.
And these bastards, huh, actually defrauded my father of hundreds of millions of dollars. Do you think they should die? "
After I finished speaking, I took a deep drag on the cigarette, and the corners of my eyes became moist again.
Uncle Wu recalled: "It was the most difficult and difficult time in my eldest brother's life. For him, a pack of cigarettes was not just a pack of cigarettes, but a belief that he could persevere in life.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, with the pack of cigarettes, he might be able to survive. Without the pack of cigarettes, he might not be able to survive. "
I nodded.
When I followed my father's path, those difficult years allowed me to understand what that pack of cigarettes meant to my dad.
"The last spiritual pillar!"
At this time, Henry and several leaders of the armed groups came over.
Henry suppressed a disgusted expression and said: "This mining disaster was too bloody. More than two hundred people died in the mining disaster. It's really crazy."
I watched the private armed forces pull out the rough stones, gold, and kyats from the villa and load them into trucks.
I really feel that people like Yang Zhikang are very pitiful.
Those who remain stuck in their ways will always have the worst consequences.
I said coldly: "I don't care how you wash the land, I only care that before the bank closes today, all the money of these people can enter my private foundation reasonably and legally."
Henry shrugged and said: "It's only 500 million. There is nothing easier than money laundering in northern Myanmar. You can even drink a glass of whiskey before going to bed!"
After hearing this, I nodded with satisfaction.
People from Blackwater have finished counting the assets of Yuan Zhifeng and Yang Zhikang.
Yang Zhikang has a lot of assets, probably worth about 500 million, but Yuan Zhifeng, this bastard, lost all the money he defrauded to Xiaomengla. The assets are probably close to 500 million, and he lost them all. .
What remains is only 1% of the equity of the horse dealer.
What is a gambler?
This is the true gambler.
He lost his wealth, his life, and his whole family's life.
And Henry is not just an ordinary person. His ancestor was Colonel Henry, the commander of the Stilwell Highway Sniper War. The Battle of the Burma Highway during World War II was one of the most critical wars in Asia.
And the Henry family naturally enjoyed the dividends of this war, and their family was the direct beneficiary of being entrenched here.
Every penny they earn here can reasonably and legally enter a U.S. bank in 8 seconds.
I took over everything here from his grandfather, old "Henry".
I stretched out my hand and said, "Say hello to old Henry for me."
Henry shook my hand, a huge smile on his face.
Then turned and left.
It's obvious that he really hates it here.
I looked back at Uncle Wu and asked, "Aren't you curious about me?"
After hearing this, Uncle Wu smiled happily and said, "I only know that you have made a difference, and I am happy for you, while I was serving in the Golden Triangle.
The instructor taught me that when fighting in the jungle, I must concentrate and not be curious about anything, because once you are distracted, the bullet will penetrate your head. "
I nodded. Uncle Wu was right. People must concentrate.
At this time, Uncle Wu's cell phone vibrated. He glanced at it and then said hatefully, "It's Ma Zhiyong."
"catch!"
I said coldly.
Uncle Wu answered the phone.
"Hey, Old Five, Old Thirteen wants to deal with the young master. Don't let him go to Myitkyina."
When I heard Ma Zhiyong's words, my eyes became even colder. This bastard is the most evil among all my dad's brothers.
He called me to inform me at this time. It was very simple. On the one hand, he wanted to test whether Yuan Zhifeng was successful.
If he didn't succeed, he would cut off the relationship, which could create a feeling of loyalty to me.
If it succeeds, he can take his place.
I took the call.
He said coldly: "Second uncle, don't talk nonsense. Lao Shisan is my father's brother, how can he deal with me? He has already listened to me, donated all his assets, and went to Southeast Asia to enjoy happiness with his family.
when are you leaving? "
After I finished speaking, he fell silent for a long time.
The atmosphere at this moment seemed to be frozen.
Then, I heard Ma Zhiyong say in astonishment: "Ma, right away..."
The phone was hung up.
I smiled coldly.
He won't leave, never.
"I'll give you dignity, but you don't want it, right?"
I smiled coldly.
Stretching out his hand, Uncle Wu tacitly brought me three cigarettes. After I lit them, I stuck them in the soil by the river.
Looking at the villa filled with gasoline, I threw the lighter handed over by Uncle Wu.
In an instant, the whole world. Turned into a sea of fire.
For my dad.
"Buried with me!"
