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

Wang Hui?

Isn't the reason for his grand preparation just to get her attention?

The convoy was finally sorted out, with a tank clearing the way, followed by a jeep, a truck in the middle, and finally a jeep.

The convoy left the mining area again. Everyone saw the convoy leaving. Unlike before, this time there were tanks. The tanks had to drive to the national highway section and then come back.

Zhou Biao was still very worried.

"Brother Zhou, how do you divide the money? How much money have you earned?"

When his friend asked this question, Zhou Biao did not speak.

"I have calculated your previous income and doubled it. Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. If you are not qualified after one month, you will take the money and leave."

Zhou Biao reminded his friends that he came to northern Myanmar to make a fortune. They worked as drivers here, and of course they did all kinds of things that they couldn't do at home.

The income was average, but everyone had falsely reported their income. They were very happy to be brought over by Zhou Biao to double their salary this time, but they were not happy to let them train.

"An extra month's salary will be given during training."

Zhou Biao reminded again.

The boss needs some people who can fight, not trash.

If they are not qualified by then, or are unwilling, then let them go back and I will pay for their travel expenses.

The boss doesn't need coolies. Local labor costs 50 yuan a day, and there are plenty of people to do the work.

"Brother Zhou, I think it's more appropriate for you to be the boss. What abilities can that kid have? Look at the guy named Da Jun. He looks like a man of five and six. If you don't know, you might think he is the boss."

Someone immediately started muttering.

But Zhou Biao glared at him.

Zhou Biao withdrew his gaze and led others to join the army's training.

The convoy moved slowly along the trail. It was dangerous to go to the national highway, and there were people hiding nearby.

Zhang Fan drove the tank himself, and there were drones circling overhead to check the situation nearby.

The most dangerous section of the road is this section, when you get on the national highway, you can drive at about [-] per hour, and the national highway is full of cars, so it will be more difficult for the enemy to make a sneak attack.

Here, there are all trails, and there are mountains and forests nearby, and there are all kinds of trails and villages.

The footage transmitted in real time by the drone entered the tablet in front of him.

Because the tank came over, the speed was much slower again.

When we came to a turning point, the drone had already captured some pictures.

Zhang Fan saw a team hiding above the turning point, about 30 people, all masked, and they had also tied up several explosive bags.

A group of people ambushed on the top of the hill. As long as the tank passed by, they would throw explosives to blow up the tank, and they would be able to charge into the convoy.

Zhang Fan looked into the distance and saw the hidden person with his naked eyes.

The naked eye needs to explain, but the drone can explain everything.

You can indeed see some things that others cannot.

The tank's muzzle began to rotate.

Zhang Fan calculated the explanation and then made slight adjustments.

Suddenly a cannon blasted over.

The group of people lying down at the turning corner were blown away by one shot.

Another shot came over, and both shots hit the top of the mountain.

Zhang Fan jumped out and rushed over with a gun and others.

Rushing up the hill, a group of people were staggering on the ground. Many people's bodies were blown to pieces, a few were bombed to pieces, and a few who survived were wailing in pain.

Zhang Fan looked around and pointed his gun at a haystack in front of him.

"come out!"

A shot passed, and a tattooed man came out of the haystack with his hands raised.

Out of a team of 30 people, he was the only one left intact. He was so lucky.

"Brother, I am from Brother Luo."

Brother Luo?

Drug lord?

These people are indeed members of the drug lord.

"Who gave you the news?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"I don't know either. The superiors asked us to wait here and said that you would bring the goods over and then rob you."

do not know?

Zhang Fan pointed his gun at this kid, right?

"Brother, I really don't know. Brother, you don't know about Brother Luo."

The tattooed man looked up at Zhang Fan.

Of course he knows that the Golden Triangle drug lords have been attacked by international anti-drug organizations in recent years and are no longer so arrogant.

Maybe the drug business is not easy to do, and now they are all in the robbery business.

Not only did they rob, but they also killed people and expropriated goods.

Even if he kills people and buys goods, he destroys the corpses and destroys all traces, and brutally kills his own people.

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Fan asked.

"People from Kunluo."

The tattooed guy knows.

You can tell by looking at his eyes that he has no intention of taking Kun Luo seriously.

"If you want to kill me, you should ask Kun Luo first."

This guy is quite confident.

Zhang Fan made a call to Kun Luo.

Just ask whoever caught Luo Ge what to do now.

Kun Luo obviously didn't expect that Brother Luo's people would be arrested, so he thought about it.

"Let it go."

Obviously Kun Luo doesn't want to offend Brother Luo. If he offends Brother Luo, the consequences will be tragic. No one wants to offend the drug lord.

"Let's go."

Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"What to do with these people? You killed so many of us."

The tattooed man stood up, dusted himself off, and looked at Zhang Fan with pride.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Fan asked back.

"Pay compensation. Give us these two carts of stones and drive them to our camp."

Are all drug lords that arrogant?

Zhang Fan walked over and kicked the tattooed man down to the ground.

The gun in his hand was stuffed into his mouth, and then it was pushed to the end.

His body was completely battered.

The whole person fell down unwillingly, and there was no thought in his eyes that someone really dared to kill him!

"Turn in all your cell phones."

Zhang Fan gave instructions to Abang.

Someone will definitely report that Brother Luo. It’s better not to cause trouble until this trip is completed, and then have a good fight with the drug dealers when he comes back.

Don't dare to kill?

If others don’t do it, why don’t you do it yourself?

He's just a drug lord. He really thinks he's invincible and he can kill as many as he comes!

Even if you want to avenge those brothers from before.

The convoy moved on.

This time there was no resistance.

Come to Akbang and transfer the car at the handover point.

Zhang Fan came over to buy some diesel, and Abang went to buy daily necessities.

These are all urgently needed supplies, which must be purchased here every time.

Zhang Fan came to the gas station. No one owned the place yet. The battle between Kun Luo and his opponent was still going on. This was considered a state-owned gas station.

Zhang Fan bought all the diesel here and even the car.

Because there is little local demand for diesel, almost no one cares about diesel, and the diesel here is actually produced by Xia State.

This time I didn’t stay there, I bought some things, took some cash and drove back.

At this time the other side.

A certain hilltop in Akbang.

The leather-armored woman's eyes became sharp. She just got the news that Kun Luo's people actually killed all his men!

No wonder he hasn't come back yet, it turns out they were all killed!

Kun Luo plans to go against him?

"Get rid of this guy! Do it!"

The woman in leather armor picked up a golden pistol in one hand. Since Kun Luo thought he was good again, let's see if he could do it. How dare that useless thing dare to provoke him?

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A large group of people looked crazy, as if they had been injected with blood!