The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

We live in peace all day.

For three consecutive days, no one went out.

In the past few days, I got some dry food, including some wild fruits, and then took a rest to replenish my strength.

Zhang Fan looked at the gun in his hand. There were three guns in total, and they only had thirty rounds of ammunition.

This is the only thing you can rely on.

"Let's go, go down the mountain first and try according to the discussed plan."

Zhang Fan gave an order.

The army was at the back, and the three people in the middle were alternately carrying the big rocks. Zhang Fan was at the front to clear the way, and the others couldn't tell the direction at all.

After walking for a long time, we came to the top of the mining area again.

The mining area ahead actually stopped.

Everyone looked curiously.

Several police cars were parked at the mining area, as well as a helicopter.

"It doesn't look like a Myanmar police car."

Zhang Fan sees far.

Not from Myanmar?

Whose is that?

At this time, the helicopter took off, and the helicopter dropped something along Savage Mountain, which seemed to be propaganda.

Do you want to persuade him to surrender?

Soon a sky full of promotional paper appeared in the sky.

Dajun went over to pick it up and came back, but his eyes looked wrong after he came back.

"Brother Zhang, take a look."

I don’t know what scares the army.

Zhang Fan picked it up and looked at it, and his eyes changed color after just one glance.

International Red Notice!

It has my own photo printed on it!

He is wanted by Interpol!

The crime is to kill seventeen compatriots!

Four days ago in a mining area in Myanmar, he massacred seventeen compatriots and fled to Savage Mountain. Now the evidence is conclusive and he is officially listed as a wanted criminal!

"The old man must have done it. He was the one who survived inside. He betrayed us and framed Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang, don't be afraid, we will help you testify."

The army came up to comfort him.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, it must have been the old man who did it."

Others knew what was going on.

No wonder the helicopter looked different from the police car just now. It turned out to be the criminal police from Xia State coming over.

Since he has determined that he is the main culprit and the murderer, he should have obtained sufficient evidence.

It should be that Akun forced his workers to give false evidence, and then they were killed.

In the end, this basin of sewage was poured on himself.

"You must live strong, otherwise the sewage on my body will really not be cleansable."

Zhang Fan said bitterly.

Who would have thought that the workers who surrendered would be brutally murdered, and most importantly, the sewage would be poured on themselves.

Now there is no way to go back to the Xia Kingdom. If you go back, you will definitely die.

Even the criminal police from Xia Kingdom came over and already believed that he was the murderer.

How could he kill his co-workers?

Akun is the devil, he must be destroyed!

"Brother Zhang, what should I do next?"

I was going back, but what if this happens?

If everyone goes back together, they can testify, but I don’t know if anyone will believe it.

"Let's survive first. This is Akun's home court. We can't fight, but we can go to the other side."

Zhang Fan pointed in a direction.

That's right, this is Akun's home court, and everyone here belongs to him. It will be different when he goes to the other side.

"After they leave, let's go down and get some rocks. I hid something before. If it hasn't been taken away, I can pick it up on the way."

Zhang Fan pointed to the mining area and said.

Because of the murder, the entire mining area was temporarily suspended.

"Okay, I still need to get some daily necessities. You can also go over and see what the devil Akun is doing."

Da Jun was addicted to smoking and wanted to see if he could get some cigarettes.

Zhang Fan tore off this piece of paper. It was so terrifying. He actually became a murderer!

It was obvious that he was escaping with a group of people, but they would not run away.

They surrendered.

Now that they are dead, why should the blame be placed on themselves?

As the police cars and helicopters in front left, the mining area seemed quiet.

Everyone came over slowly.

Zhang Fan looked around and saw that there was no one here.

Come to the dormitory.

The army smelled a smell of urine, something must have happened here.

Zhang Fan took a look at the scene.

Then I came outside the door. There were many bullet marks here, and the murder should have occurred here.

Alas, I can only sigh. I don’t know the specific situation yet. I’ll wait until I have a chance to go online to see what the country says.

"Zhou Biao, you rest here for a while, and we'll go over and get our things."

Zhang Fan gave an order.

Zhou Biao nodded.

Dajun wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Fan. He still believed in his brother.

And others don’t know the value of the stone.

Others came to the mining area, and the so-called private collection was just to search for it on site.

Zhang Fan has determined that his eyes can really see through, and he can see whether there is jade inside the original stone.

When we arrived at the mining area, we selected some more and then carried hundreds of kilograms of rough stones on our backs.

These stones are not that big, they weigh only three to five kilograms.

This mining area produces small pieces of black leather, which is a major feature of the mining area.

Everyone returned to the dormitory, and Zhou Biao had already found everything that could be used.

Zhang Fan knew that Zhou Biao would not run away. He had saved him in the first place. If he ran away, he would really be heartbroken.

Everyone is on the road again, this time with more equipment.

Zhang Fan took everyone to the mountain for the second time.

It's safe.

But how to take action?

The stone must be valuable.

But jadeite is sold to Chinese people, and jadeite is not very valuable here.

Now that he is listed as a wanted criminal, he will definitely not be able to use his bank cards, and it is not practical to use cash.

This problem is a headache, but fortunately God has opened another door for me.

He unexpectedly obtained a pair of clairvoyant eyes.

This pair of clairvoyant eyes can not only see through rough stones, but can also see at night.

There is no way out of heaven.

Primitive deep forest.

Five people gathered together.

This kind of life of savages on the run must not continue.

"My idea is to find businessmen to cooperate with. The price can be lower. As long as we can find businessmen to cooperate, it will be easier for us to have money."

Zhang Fan looked at everyone.

"The key is we don't know who to look for?"

This is a headache.

Akun's ore is transported to the border and sold to Chinese bosses.

It's quite a distance from the border here, so legs alone won't do it.

"Sometimes the boss will come to the mining area to buy stones in person, and we can wait at the passing point."

Zhang Fan thought of a way.

"This is what I think. Let Zhou Biao take the stone and wait for the boss to come over. We will observe in the dark."

"Which one of you has a bank card?"

Zhang Fan looked at everyone.

Bank card?

It had been taken away long ago.

Everyone shook their heads.

It seems that we can only accept cash.

"The asking price for this piece of stone is 200 million, with a minimum of 100 million. You act accordingly. These small stones are priced at [-] each. No bargaining."

"If the boss buys the small stones and then sells the big stones, he has to collect cash."

Zhang Fan looked at Zhou Biao.

Zhou Biao nodded.

Why send him there? Because he looks more like a Burmese. His body is dark and his appearance matches the characteristics of the locals.

He is the only one here who is shorter, the others are not as tall as the people here in Myanmar.

Now that the plan has been approved, everyone begins to prepare.

Zhou Biao also began to take out his clothes and put them on, and then began to practice by himself.

The domestic bosses you meet by then will definitely speak Mandarin.

Just pretend to be a little bit like it.

Zhang Fan sat aside, and Dajun came over and handed out a cigarette. The cigarette should have been found at Abu's sentry box.

Lighting a cigarette, I was still very angry inside.

All this is the old man's fault. If you meet him again, you must make him pay the price!

He killed so many people!

He even framed himself!

"Brother Zhang, if you get money from selling the stone, how will you divide it?"

How to divide?

How else can we divide it?

It must be an average score.

Seeing Dajun's smile, Zhang Fan knew that how to distinguish is still an art.

"No matter how you divide it, I am convinced, but I don't know if some people are convinced or not."

Da Jun said very bluntly.

After one night.

Everyone came to the side of the road.

Zhang Fan was guarding the back, and the army was on guard.

Once you encounter A Kun's convoy approaching, you must remind others to escape.

Are there any Chinese bosses passing by this road now? They all come here to discuss business.

Sometimes I buy some local black goods.

As long as the price is right, they don't care where the stone comes from.

Zhou Biao had already changed into local clothes and was waiting.

He placed some stones on the side of the road and stood aside to greet them.

Is there a car passing by?

As long as you don't meet A Kun's people, everything will be easy.

After more than half an hour, a black car stopped.

A bald man walked down with his arms around a beautiful woman.

He knelt down and picked up a stone.

"How to sell?"

"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand yuan."

Zhou Biao deliberately spoke in half-baked Mandarin.

One hundred thousand?

"What a piece of crap! 10 yuan!"

The bald man spat.

I thought I could pick it up.

The bald man stood up to leave, but another person got out of the car.

The person who came was wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses, holding a stone and looking at it.

"Heipi? Akun's mining area?"

"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand."

Zhou Biao pretended not to understand.

"Cut a piece and take a look."

The man in the windbreaker looked at the car, and soon a bodyguard came over, carrying a cutting machine in one hand.

A small cut was made to cut the card, and the man in the trench coat smiled after seeing what was inside the black leather.

"We all want it, how much does it cost?"

Want it all?

A total of 15 yuan.

150 million.

"150 million!"

"Cash!"

Zhou Biao counted his fingers.

"Haha, 150 million? Here you go!"

The man in the trench coat suddenly became cold.

He was about to take action and the army came out, holding ak in his hand.

Do you want to be black and white?

He's the only one with a gun?

"What? Do you dare to cheat here?"

Dajun looked at this group of people.

"My friend misunderstood, misunderstood."

The man in the trench coat looked around and felt that there were still people on the mountain. If there was a fight, he would be at a disadvantage.

"If we cooperate well, we will have great products."

Dajun said coldly.

Big goods?

The man in the trench coat looked at him, and the bodyguard went over to open the trunk.

Come over with a box in the trunk.

"This is 100 million, any more will have to be transferred."

With a look from Da Jun, Zhou Biao checked and found that there was nothing wrong with the money.

But it's not enough.