Record of northern Myanmar

Most of these people came from Wanwan and were deceived by Chen Yaozu into dreaming of getting rich.

There are a few people in charge who seem to have no effect after arriving here. They only go to tell Chen Yaozu when someone has something wrong.

They are paid, and they consider themselves different from the piggies in the two nearby workshops. Some of them must not be able to bear this sudden treatment.

Someone protested: "Why are you doing this to us? Where is Brother Zu? We want to see Brother Zu!"

"Yes! We want to see Brother Zu! You have no right to control us!"

"It's not fair what you're doing!"

The guard smiled ferociously and said: "You want to see Brother Zu? Didn't you just see that he was stabbed to death? It's unfair to you. If there is an accomplice inside and stabs you later, you can go find him when the time comes. Prince of Hell, are you going to reason with me? Move quickly! Whoever delays your time again, you will see how we treat you! Hurry up!"

Some protested, and some timidly obeyed. Several plastic boxes quickly filled up, and they replaced them with empty ones.

I saw a few men in a group of people muttering something and pointing in that direction.

"Those ones!"

The guard looked over immediately.

One of the men with particularly big eyes suddenly stood up and shouted: "We will fight with them! Otherwise, we will also become piglets!"

One person took the lead, and several people around him stood up.

The guards immediately rushed over to several of them and beat them on the head and face.

Several people still wanted to resist and reached out to grab the stick, but one of them actually succeeded.

All of a sudden, there was chaos over there, and everyone around them was hiding aside.

When the guards on both sides saw this, they quickly put down their boxes and went to help.

However, there are too many people. If the nest explodes, it will be difficult to control it.

I glanced at the guard holding a gun next to me and nodded to him.

"Da da da!" Several gunshots were fired, and there was silence for a moment.

The man who snatched the stick stood motionless with his hand raised and his eyes wide open.

After a while, he looked down at himself as if he was conscious.

A small hole in his chest suddenly spurted out a stream of blood, and he fell backwards.

The person opposite was sprayed in the face.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." The man wiped it. After seeing the blood on his hand, he fell to the ground and screamed in fright.

The chaos was stopped, and the guards started holding plastic boxes one by one to ask them to hand over their belongings.

The dead man was just lying on the ground. The frightened people around him all squeezed to the side. No one dared to disobey and obediently handed over their belongings.

When it was almost done, the guard shouted loudly: "Everyone, line up in a line, go out from the gate and go back to the dormitory. No one is allowed to come out without orders!"

Looking at the workshop where order had been restored, I realized that I had been a little nervous and my body was stiff. Now I took a breath and relaxed slightly.

At the door, those who were about to leave were searched again one by one.

If you have nothing, get out smoothly.

Those who found something were dragged to the side and beaten again.

The people behind saw it, and when no one was paying attention, they quietly threw the things they had not handed over into the plastic box next to them, and walked forward pretending as if nothing had happened.

There must be no problem here.

The guards are all experienced people. After these people return to the dormitory, they will be managed like other piggies, without exception.

I went to the nearby workshop and took a look. There were four or five dead people lying on the ground, and a few with their legs and feet broken, wailing nearby.

The remaining people had already begun to line up to search themselves out, and lined up to go to the dormitory.

Alai came over and said, "Brother Meng, basically there is no problem!"

"Well, don't let these piglets go to waste. They should be trained, put to work, and managed like our piglets! If they don't obey, then follow the rules in northern Myanmar!"

"understand!"

A guard ran over from the side, from the small building.

"Brother Meng, Brother Song wants you to go back!"

"What happened?" I quickly said to Alai and followed the guard back quickly.

"It seems that that one is dying!" The guard actually said this with a smile.

I also smiled and immediately put on a straight face, "Be sad! If Brother Zu really dies, wouldn't Brother Song be very sad?"

"Oh, I got it!" The guard finally managed to control his expression, frowned slightly, and walked quickly with me.

When I arrived at the small building, I ran up to the third floor several steps at a time.

I saw the doctor explaining to Brother Song: "Brother Song, I really tried my best. Even if you send him to the hospital for this kind of injury, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it before he gets there. I think it's better to ask him as soon as possible if he still has any injuries." Leave whatever you want to say!"

Yo ho, this is it!

"Thank you for your hard work!" Brother Song said lightly, "Just tell me if you need anything. I hope he can drag a few friends with him."

The doctor glanced at Chen Yaozu, who was about to wake up, and said, "I gave him a cardiotonic injection, and the dose was already the maximum. Any more injections will have the opposite effect."

"How long can he last?"

"After waking up, if there is no stimulation, it will only take ten minutes!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard! Then I..."

"Let's stay here for the time being!" Brother Song said, "When a few friends come, I'm afraid it won't be good to see that there is no doctor here!"

The doctor nodded, "Understood!" He looked at Chen Yaozu again, "Then let me put some salt water on him!"

Brother Song nodded in agreement and watched the doctors and nurses start working.

On the table next to him, there was a pile of bloody gauze and cotton.

I walked in with a heavy look on my face, "Brother Song, I have already put you in the torture room, and everyone else has been sent back to the dormitory to see if there are any other accomplices!"

Brother Song nodded, "The other eldest brothers will come over later. You have to greet me. If something happens to Brother Zu, it will hit me hard!"

I quickly supported him and sat on the sofa, "Brother Song, sit down and rest quickly. I will go to the gate to pick you up! No one wants this to happen. I hope Brother Zu can survive it!"

Brother Song and I acted not for the comatose people, nor for the doctors, but for the three bodyguards around Chen Yaozu.

Their expressions were very bad, and they didn't know whether they were scared or about to lose their jobs. They stared closely at the actions of the doctors and nurses.

I glanced at it, then looked away, nodded to Brother Song, and walked out.

When I got downstairs, I said loudly again: "You guys, follow me to the gate to pick up people. You two stay here and follow orders. And you two, go and ask Alai quickly. If Brother Zu doesn't stand up, If you need something in the past and it’s not available here, go out and buy it quickly!”

When it comes to doing simple things, our hometown is different from other places. I don’t understand it either, so I can only ask others.

It will definitely come in handy anyway.

After all the instructions were given, I walked towards the gate with a few guards.

When I arrived at the gate, I looked across the street and saw that there were no other cars parked there.

The guards looked at us with cold expressions and didn't know why we had just called the guards in. They were a little afraid of me and didn't dare to talk to me.

I looked at the time and didn't know when those people would arrive, and I didn't know if Chen Yaozu would be able to survive until then.

If it had really taken him an hour or two to come over, Chen Yaozu would have been hard-core.

It is estimated that they will use this to threaten Brother Song and hand over the channel.

In short, it’s not a good thing!

However, my worries were unnecessary, as two cars quickly drove past the door.

Brother Shan stuck his head out of the rear window, "Ah Meng!" He saw me, "How is Brother Zu?"

I asked someone to open the door, "Brother Shan! It's great that you're here!"