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Fighting against overseas criminal gangs is easy to say, but many of the matters involved require negotiation by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

To escort those criminal gangs back to the country, the Chinese army will inevitably need to enter Myanmar.

Feng Changyun didn't have to worry about these things. Song Zhizhi could just contact the relevant departments to discuss them.

However, after not seeing each other for a few months, she is now acting more and more steadily.

Feng Changyun checked the situation in Myanmar on her mobile phone. Bloody videos on the Internet were either banned or censored. She could only understand the tip of the iceberg in Myanmar from some popular science videos.

Although the information learned through the Internet is limited, people can still feel the thrill behind those words.

Feng Changyun scrolled through the video quickly: "There is so much resentment here. I'm afraid the resentment on the human battlefield is not as heavy as this place."

Shen Tinghan: "Almost all of those who went to Myanmar and died here were tortured and killed, or were tortured to the point of death, so their grievances will naturally be heavier. When will we go?"

Feng Changyun: "We'll leave after they make arrangements."

After all, most of the world's affairs must be left to them to resolve.

They are only responsible for the most dangerous part, removing the dangerous elements inside and preventing anyone from escaping and destroying their base.

They still have to do the finishing work.

Negotiations over there will take time. Shen Tinghan was afraid that Feng Changyun would be bored: "Let me tell you a few more stories."

Feng Changyun's expression almost twisted, and she cursed bad luck in her heart.

She really didn't want to hear about love that moved the world and sacrificed the whole world.

This will make her feel that everything she has learned before is like a joke, which will make her very angry, so she decisively refuses: "I won't listen."

"It's a good story this time. Let me tell you a story about a monkey that jumped out of a crack in the rocks..."

Feng Changyun:......

Feng Changyun was tortured by Shen Tinghan for three days, and she was numb. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she started to read those messy books. After every book she finished, she explained to Shen Tinghan, and the two tortured each other.

After seven days of tormenting each other, the negotiations over there finally came to an end. The two of them looked like vegetables and were defeated one after another.

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[Damn it, I’m going to go crazy if the negotiation doesn’t end]

[I really can’t understand why there are so many stories about mental retardation in that world, and the Emperor of Heaven is someone you can slander at will? 】

[Ouch, ow, ow, I can’t stop, I want to listen again]

[Are you two specializing in books that are too good to read? I don’t believe there isn’t a good book in that world]

[Where did Beiming Immortal Lord go? I haven’t seen him in the past few days]

Feng Changyun also wondered where Beiming Immortal Lord had gone, but he was such a big man, so she was not worried about his disappearance.

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of Beiming Immortal Lord's room opened and he walked out of the room.

Feng Changyun was confused: "Master, have you been staying in the room these days?"

Beiming Immortal Lord had a smile on his face, his eyes were slightly bright, and he nodded gently: "The spiritual energy here is too strong, so I have to close it for a while."

As expected of Beiming Immortal Lord, so diligent.

Feng Changyun felt ashamed as she thought about the bloody stories she and Shen Tinghan had told each other for seven days.

The master has such a high level of cultivation and works so hard, how could she not practice well?

She learned from the painful experience and decided not to continue such a boring game with Shen Tinghan. She would concentrate on practicing in the future and achieve greatness as soon as possible.

Beiming Immortal Lord turned his head slightly and did not dare to look into Feng Changyun's eyes, his ears were red.

The TV series in this world... are pretty good.

Song Zhizhi, Liang Xin and Yun Qi, as well as the person in charge of escorting criminals back to the country, walked into the living room. They greeted each other and had a brief meeting before getting up and boarding the flight to Myanmar.

This incident was conducted in secrecy and was not leaked. They went as tourists, and what they wanted was to completely blow up those people's lair.

After arriving in Myanmar, Feng Changyun frowned at the resentment floating around the airport, and casually set up a formation to purify the resentment here.

Beiming Immortal Master's eyes flashed with worry, and the faces of the three of them were ugly.

Looking out from the airport, the sky is filled with black air.

Liang Xin was the youngest in the group, and the overwhelming warnings on video websites made her instinctively awe of this place.

She squeezed next to Feng Changyun, fearing that the master would be kidnapped if she didn't notice her.

Feng Changyun lowered her eyes and asked her, "Are you afraid?"

Liang Xin nodded: "Afraid."

Feng Changyun tried to comfort him: "It's okay. I'll get used to it after more experiences."

Liang Xin:......

Thank you and don't want to.

The group of people arrived at the hotel quickly. Along the way, there was strong resentment everywhere, which Feng Changyun had never encountered before.

She had seen a place where resentment was running rampant, but she had never encountered an entire country that was almost like this.

With such a large scope, it would be a huge project to purify all the grievances.

After arriving at the hotel, the group held a brief meeting, and then the three of them left the hotel and went to their respective places.

The result of discussions between the military and Myanmar is that not only telecom fraud gangs must be eradicated, but other groups that seriously endanger people's lives must also be eradicated at the opportunity.

The criminal gang Jiaotu Sanku has countless strongholds, and if you are not careful, you will miss a certain place to let those extremely evil people escape.

So they have to move quickly, without even giving them a chance to deliver the message.

Then the enemy must be defeated with one move. If he cannot kill the person, he must be brought back for trial.

Feng Changyun had known that this world valued human life, otherwise with her character, she might have directly killed those things with bloody hands.

She hid her figure and aura and followed the map given by the military to a remote area far away from the city.

The mountains and plains here are covered with poppies, and you can even see many local people working in the fields.

They carefully take care of the green plants they grow, and at the same time, they also prevent others from stealing and preventing the flowers they have worked so hard to grow from being picked by others.

This is the food ration for the whole family. If it is stolen, they will not be able to sell it and they will not be able to survive.

Passing through the poppy planting fields all over the mountains and plains, hidden in the continuous mountains and primeval forests, Feng Changyun sensed the aura of many people.

Her consciousness spread out, covering the past silently.

Not far in front of her, a group of people holding M16 rifles, submachine guns and other weapons were patrolling past.

Their bodies were full of hostility and their eyes were fierce. This was the kind of look only the most vicious people could possess. Ordinary people could not help but stand on end even if they looked at each other.

These people not only self-produce drugs secretly, but also have their own armed forces. This is the real reason why they dare to challenge the Myanmar government.

Under the shroud of divine consciousness, the number of such armed forces is no less than ten thousand.

A group of extremely vicious people, armed with weapons, backed by bigger drug lords, and corrupt government officials who can be bribed. Under such circumstances, their arrogance will only increase.

Myanmar's efforts to crack down on drug traffickers are too weak, which has also led to them becoming more and more rampant and officialdom becoming more and more corrupt.

From officials to ordinary people, in this country, no matter what group they are, there are a large number of people who defend them.

Governments of various countries turn a blind eye to drug trafficking groups, which further fuels their arrogance.

This time, Feng Changyun was able to join forces with Hua Guo to deal with this group of drug dealers who were so lawless and rampant that they did not take anyone seriously. According to the criminal police officer who led the team in charge of this transnational case, the official even Afraid to reveal name.

Once revealed, neither fellow officials nor drug dealers will let him go.

The moment he made the request, he, and his family, had already stepped into hell.

Once it was discovered that he had done this, he would not survive the next day.

But even with such a big risk, he still did it.

This official knows all too well that without strong external forces to break this 'stable' situation, drug lords will only become more and more rampant.

As for Feng Changyun's actions, no one else in Myanmar knew about it except the official.

Until the matter is settled and the government issues an announcement, it will be kept strictly confidential.

Everyone in the Chinese military and criminal police who participated in the planning of this incident signed a confidentiality agreement. Except for the senior leaders, all the communication equipment of the others was handed over.

During this time, not even their families knew what they were doing.

People patrolling with guns surrounded the drug manufacturing factory in the middle so airtight that even flies would not be allowed to fly through.

Feng Changyun hid her figure and walked boldly towards the depths of the encirclement. After just a few steps, she saw several small trucks coming out and heading to who knows where.

Is this... smuggling?

Feng Changyun threw out a few tracking charms, ignored them for the time being, and continued walking inside.

There are many scattered houses here, most of which are occupied by people here.

Without hesitation, she walked towards a courtyard.

The patrols here are obviously tighter than in other places, and the yard they focus on protecting is this.

After entering, there were a lot of white things drying in the yard. People came in and out, hurriedly putting these things into bags and loading them into cars to sell them all over the world.

After Feng Changyun entered the house, his consciousness quickly enveloped every corner here.

Although there are many people making drugs here, it is obviously not normal for such people to produce such a large amount of goods.

She explored back and forth, and finally found a secret door in an inconspicuous corner.

Feng Changyun went in through the secret door. It was a long passage. The dim light reflected on people's faces, making them extremely white. There was also an unpleasant smell of urine in the air.

Walking along the passage, which extended in all directions, she released her consciousness and quickly extended along the passage, and found a path going down.

Following this path, spiritual consciousness quickly enveloped the entire underground field. The situation in the underground field was more complicated than above. The roads criss-crossed and almost ran through several nearby mountains.

In various places along the passage, she found several hidden doors.

And in this passage, there are often people patrolling.

They are very hidden and make no sound when walking. They are like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark and may jump out and bite you at any time.

His consciousness easily penetrated the door and entered inside. Feng Changyun quickly found a large number of people below, distributed in different areas.

Her figure lurked in quietly and quickly hid in the crowd.

The lights here are bright, the buildings are very exquisite, and people all wear white coats.

There were a large amount of stones piled around. They were pounding the gravel into powder and putting it into a pot to cook with other things. In another room, a large amount of white powder had accumulated.

Others are packing these items to be shipped out.

Feng Changyun searched around and quickly found a person who seemed to be the leader among the crowd.

The man sat aside and said nothing, quietly watching them busy.

He treats all these people politely. This group of 'talents' who have the means to make drugs have a very high status here. They can even yell at the leader. Even if he is dissatisfied, he has to coax him nicely. With.

Feng Changyun did not touch him, but went to another area. The people here were obviously more cruel than the one just now.

When Feng Changyun passed by, she didn't know what happened, but she saw him kicking another thin man to the ground with only a handful of bones left. He picked up the knife on the side and chopped off the man's entire arm without blinking. down.

The people here are responsible for packaging and loading the goods. They are all people they found from nowhere. Their lives are all in their hands.

The man was wailing and rolling on the ground, with blood flowing everywhere. The man with the knife said something to the outside with a fierce look in his eyes. Soon someone came in and dragged the man on the ground away.

The people here seemed to be used to it. Even if they saw such a bloody scene with their own eyes, they did not react at all and continued their work numbly.

This is where she came, in northern Myanmar, the largest drug manufacturing factory in the Golden Triangle, at the junction of Myanmar, Thailand, and Laos.

Covering an area of ​​15 to 20 square kilometers and with an altitude of more than three to four thousand meters, it is all mountainous and virgin forest, providing them with a natural protective barrier.

Crime breeds here all the time.

Here, nearly 3000 tons of D products are produced every year and sold all over the world.

It is still unclear whether the number of 3000 given by the United Nations can match the actual situation here.

After all, no one has seen the scene here with their own eyes, or even if they have seen it with their own eyes, they may not be able to leave alive.

According to the criminal police officer, the amount of D products intercepted every year is less than 1% of the production quantity.