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

"Did you know that I am the leader of a certain gang on a certain island?"

Do not care? Giving more than 600 million is not enough?

You've already chopped off one of my little brother's hands, isn't that enough?

Want to know?

Does he know who he is?

"know."

In an understatement, I know.

Liu Fugui was stunned for a long time.

"Now that you know it, here, do you know that we have paid off all the connections?"

"know."

Still know?

Now that you know it, how dare you offend yourself?

Then you dare to ask for money?

What's the basis?

What way?

What is it about.

"Then do you still want my hand?"

Liu Fugui always felt that the person in front of him was bluffing.

"want."

Want more? Still dare to ask for it?

Who is this kid?

When Liu Fugui saw the guards coming to support him from a distance, he seemed to understand!

He is from Akbon, the one who can capture the eldest son and his son!

No wonder he's so crazy.

Liu Fugui looked at his own hand and stretched out his hand.

"Come, help me!"

Throw the machete to the younger brother and ask him to come.

The younger brother was very scared, but when he saw the look in Liu Fugui's eyes, he had no choice but to come up and stab him down.

Too light, no chop.

This made Liu Fugui's face distorted.

The younger brother hurriedly slashed again, but the chop was in the wrong place, directly on the shoulder.

Liu Fugui suddenly turned into a bloody man, and he almost fainted.

It would be quite happy if I could faint.

"Ah, damn you, you're going to chop me right."

Another stab, this time with good aim.

Liu Fugui looked at his hand. He wanted his younger brother to pick it up and send it to the hospital immediately, but a vicious dog ran over and took it away!

This?

Liu Fugui was dumbfounded, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

A group of younger brothers quickly carried Liu Fugui and ran away.

Zhang Fan put down his chopsticks and was full.

I left 20 yuan behind and ate a bit too much.

After moving all night last night, I felt refreshed today. That kind of thing would not make me tired, but would actually make me relax.

The boss was frightened because he didn't know Zhang Fan.

Looking at the 20 yuan on the table, he felt that it was okay to take it or not to take it.

It wasn't until Zhang Fan left completely that his wife came over to put it away.

If it weren't for the sake of making money, whoever left his hometown to come to a place like this would not be able to lose even a penny of the money he should receive!

I had breakfast and made more than 600 million, which is not bad.

Now that we have completely offended the gangster on a certain island, we might as well be more ruthless and let them know what a warlord is.

Let’s see who is more powerful, the gangsters or the warlords.

Obviously, he is still more powerful when he has a gun in his hand.

This time, they also understood whether they could afford tea eggs.

There was a thunder, Zhang Fan opened an umbrella.

I saw a series of garbage trucks dispatched.

The local water conservancy is not good, and these vehicles went to rescue floods because they were afraid of flooding.

Floods are prone to occur here during the rainy season, especially the Lancang River from the Xia Kingdom. Because it has not been regulated all year round, it is particularly easy to block.

Then it causes flooding.

Return to a small courtyard.

The yard was provided by Ruby, so it could be regarded as his own small villa.

The house is not valuable, but here, it can be regarded as a place to live.

In addition, it is close to the north, and the entire sphere of influence belongs to Akbang.

Mandalay is being eroded step by step.

walk in.

Zhang Fan sat down.

I once again thought about the word Ning Jia wrote at the end. What did the word "night" mean?

It’s quite surprising that Brother Luo is not the ultimate drug lord.

The real drug lord is actually hiding.

Although the big drug lord has been caught, the gang's way of manufacturing drugs has not been completely cut off.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Following a cough, there were footsteps and the sound of raindrops outside.

The visitor put away a purple umbrella, walked in, and put on a pair of slippers.

Put the suitcase aside.

Ran Jing seemed to be at home, everything seemed so calm.

The 100 million was received and there was no need to cut off the waist. The drunk father started drinking on other people's territory again.

Because the airport transfer vehicle was attacked by a terrorist, flights were canceled and the resumption date is yet to be determined.

It should be the day after tomorrow at the earliest, and we still have to find out the specific reasons before we can fly.

Ran Jing came over, holding the purple clay pot in front of her in one hand to make a pot of tea.

She had learned tea art and showed it well in front of Zhang Fan.

A cup of fragrant tea was served, and Ran Jing took out a document from her bag.

"These are my inspection reports. They are all recent. I want to see yours."

"I'm not sick."

It's a simple sentence, yet tough.

Not sick? Who would say that he is sick?

If two people are going to have an intimate relationship, how can they not check to see if they are sick? This doesn't end once and for all.

This kind of place is very messy.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

All the money was given and spent, but I had no money to give him.

Ran Jing stood up.

As soon as he stood up, he was pulled down and hugged from behind.

"No need, it smells pretty good."

Ran Jing struggled to free herself, but still couldn't.

Slowly, the two people retreated to the big bed in the bedroom.

Ran Jing was wearing this stewardess uniform and skirt today. Not to mention charming, she got a lot of different looks on the way here.

Including the driver, everyone has a sense of wrongdoing.

Ran Jing slowly looked at the clasped hands.

He had told him his own situation, but he couldn't help it if he wanted to serve him well, because he really had no experience in this area.

Ran Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

that's it?

But slowly, he frowned.

Ran Jing looked at this man. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. He looked at her as if he was appreciating prey.

But then, Ran Jing's eyes suddenly opened wide.

As expected, it was pretty much what my best friend said, so that was it.

But with just one look, Ran Jing burst into tears and tried hard to push this man away.

Slowly, the room changed from a weak and rapid breathing to a pitiful and tender cry.

Then to the painful cry.

The sound was very complicated, and I didn’t know what was going on inside.

After a long time, it finally became quiet inside.

Ran Jing moved her hair away from her forehead with one hand.

"Let me give you a bath. You're overworked and have dark circles under your eyes. I'll give you a massage and you'll feel better."

Zhang Fan was stunned.

When I first saw Ran Jing, I felt like the big sister next door.

"Once you've rested and I think I've adapted, you can continue."

Ran Jing looked at this man.

Watch him slowly get up.

Ran Jing's eyes were still soft, and she seemed quite satisfied with this man. He was much better than those ugly men.

This is my fate, I will always have to sell my body, unless I can be ruthless enough to leave that old father behind.

bathroom.

In the bathtub, Ran Jing gently wiped the man's body with her hair tied up and wrapped in a bath towel.

Until the man suddenly turned around and hugged himself, the breath inside him instantly rose.