Record of northern Myanmar

This is the first time I have seen someone so crazy that he is like Chen Yaozu now.

He ran to the big screen like a madman and stared at his gorgeous performance on it, almost to the point of bleeding.

The people next to him laughed, and some people teased him: "Hey! Did you place the bet yourself?"

Someone on the other end replied: "It's too late! How about you do it again? Haha..."

Chen Yaozu looked back and forth at these people, trying to find who was laughing at him, but so many people were laughing and he had no idea who said it.

"Ah... just wait for me!" He yelled and rushed in front of me again, raising his hand to hit me.

A hand suddenly appeared and grabbed his wrist.

I'm not afraid of him at all, but I'd be happy if someone took action for me.

"Want to take action?" Qin Feng didn't know when he came down.

He grabbed Chen Yaozu's wrist and swung him to the side, causing him to stagger.

"Ah Feng, be gentle, our brother Zu can't get hurt, otherwise what will we bet on next time?" I pretended to persuade Qin Feng.

Chen Yaozu suddenly calmed down and stared at me as if his eyes were quenched with poison. His eyes were vicious and vicious, as if he wanted to eat me alive.

He took out the phone, dialed, and shouted: "Where did you die? Ah? Immediately! Appear in front of me immediately! Otherwise, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

I clapped my palms lightly, "Brother Zu is mighty!"

"Haha..." The gamblers hadn't seen such fun for a long time, and they all gathered around.

"Hmph! Ah Meng! Hello, you are very good!" Chen Yaozu stared at me.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter to me. Apart from Brother Song, I am the only one who can make them do such things in the casino.

After a while, the elevator door opened, and three people hurried out. They were disheveled, with messy hair, and one of them had lipstick marks on his face.

"Brother Zu!"

"Brother Zu!"

They ran up to Chen Yaozu, and their funny looks made the people around them laugh again.

Chen Yaozu didn't go crazy like before this time. He pointed at me and said, "Boy, wait for me!"

"Ouch! I'm so scared!" I shouted to the gamblers in the hall.

Someone shouted: "Brother Meng, don't be afraid. If anyone is against you, let's raise money together to help you kill him!"

I clasped my fists and said to these people: "Thank you all! Have fun, everyone! Come on, I'll treat you all to a supper! You can eat and drink whatever you want today, and it's all mine!"

"Brother Meng, you're welcome!"

"Brother Meng is awesome!"

As soon as Chen Yaozu walked to the gate, he almost fell over after hearing this.

When the fun was over, I asked Qin Feng, "Done?"

Qin Feng nodded, "Just those three shrimps, I guarantee that your legs will be weak at the critical moment."

I don't know what Qin Feng did, but I believe he does what he says.

Originally, I wanted him to kill the person directly, but Qin Feng said that it would be too obvious to die in the casino, so he took action to let them breathe a little longer, and after turning around and leaving, they would be finished in a short time.

"Okay, there is no problem here. You can take Zhang Xiaoli away now. Be careful on the road!"

"Okay!" Qin Feng agreed and went upstairs.

After a while, he saw him coming downstairs with Zhang Xiaoli, who had changed into a park guard uniform, carrying a bag.

"Brother Meng, let's go back first!" Qin Feng said to me deliberately.

"Okay, there's no need to pick me up. I'll go back with Alai later!"

Paul took the people upstairs, and the guard at the door didn't care about the people on my side at all.

Qin Feng took Zhang Xiaoli out smoothly, got in the car and left here.

The reason why I asked him to leave now was because I was afraid that if something happened, I wouldn't be able to contact him.

Even if I doubt him, I can use the excuse that he is not here and I sent him out on errands and get away with it.

Seeing that they were all gone and there was no excitement, I decided to go upstairs to see how the fat sheep who followed Amei was doing.

Paul led the people up there, but he has probably already taken action before he comes down.

When I got upstairs, I looked around and couldn't find anyone, so I just called Paul directly.

"Paul, where are you guys?" I asked.

I heard the screams while Paul was on the phone.

"Ah Meng, come to the basement. This fat sheep is quite tough. Come and take a look?"

"Okay, I'll come right away!"

After hanging up the phone, I walked to the end of the corridor. After checking that there was no one around, I opened the secret door and went in.

I walked down the steps and came to the coded door. I looked up and the door opened with a click.

After entering, the screams filled my ears.

There was a sound of the door closing behind me, and I walked inside.

In the big iron cage where people were kept last time, Paul and his men were watching several guards deal with the greasy middle-aged man.

He had been beaten to a bruised nose and face, and was lying on the ground panting, but his mouth was still hard.

"Do you know who I am? Tell you, let me go quickly, or wait for someone to blow up this place! You are all going to die! I will let you all die without any body parts!"

I laughed and leaned against the wall next to Paul.

"That's funny!" I laughed, "You're already like this, why are you so stubborn?"

Paul turned to look at me, pointed at the man and said, "It seems he has some status."

"Hey!" I said to the middle-aged man, "Who are you? Tell me and let me listen. If you only say harsh words, you will suffer a lot."

The man's eyes moved to me, "Humph! Ah Meng! I remember you! Do you know how much your head sells for in northern Myanmar? How dare you set your sights on me? You don't even think about it. Without any background, who would dare to play in a place like this?"

I laughed twice, winked at Paul for a while, and then asked lazily: "You should tell me who you are! Also, I'm just a piece of mud, who would come out?" Money to buy my head? Let me tell you, how much is it worth? If it is really worth a lot of money, I will go back with you. When the money comes, how about half of it for each of us?"

"Hmph! Don't be proud! If you dare to touch me, just wait for me!"

I got a little impatient, so I patted Paul and said, "Let's go, he's just a talker, leave it to them!"

Paul also felt that it was no longer interesting and wanted to leave with me.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly shouted: "Twenty million US dollars! The Song family offered 20 million US dollars for your head!"

I turned around suddenly, "You mean the Song family?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, touched the injury on his face, and hissed, "Huh, are you scared? Let me go quickly. I can consider saying a good word to you in front of the Song family, otherwise..."

"Are you dead?" I suddenly reprimanded the guard: "Didn't you hear? Me! You fierce brothers! It's worth 20 million US dollars! What are you waiting for? If he doesn't pay for this money, then just get it Die and send it to the Song family!"

"I know, Brother Meng!" The guard couldn't help but laugh. He went up and pulled the middle-aged man up and handcuffed him to the iron frame on the wall.

Paul's expression changed, "Ah Meng, you are really valuable. No one on the reward list has ever offered such a high price!"

"What bounty list?"

"It's on the dark web? You don't know?"

The last time I heard this word, I heard it from Ahu. I was a little confused at the time and had no idea what it was.

"Paul, let's go!" I hugged Paul and walked out. "Tell me, what does the darknet look like?"