A person without spirit is a person with a desolate soul.
A nation without spirit is a nation with a bleak future.
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"Go first, don't stay here. Those people doing business on the road are related to the people on the road. The Wa State is a group that takes both black and white. If they want to track us down, it is inevitable to use black power."
Xia Yuan thought and opened his eyes: "Although Xinduo is close to the border, it is too backward. To do business here, we must contact people we don't want to contact, unless we go to the more important cities in Myanmar."
"Yangon." The fat man said, "The only thing I know about Myanmar is Yangon, where there are many Chinese people."
Yangon is one of the prosperous cities in Myanmar, and it is also a relatively famous city. There are more than 200,000 Chinese in Yangon. These Chinese are descendants of the expeditionary force, and there are also gold diggers who went abroad in the 1970s and 1980s and stayed abroad.
They did not go back, but as times changed, they also took root in Burma and began to learn Burmese, use Burmese money, and speak Burmese.
The fat man’s understanding of Myanmar is Yangon.
Yangon is a city that Xia Yuan is relatively familiar with. In my captain's world, he once arrived in Yangon. The expeditionary force lost the battle, so he did not stay there for long and retreated.
"Yangon is too far from here," the thin man said.
Xia Yuan was also thinking about this issue. He said: "I still need to find someone. I can't go to Yangon. Yangon is too far. I need to settle in a city near the Wa State."
Baldhead said: "Yes, Brother Yuan is here to recruit people. By the way, Brother Yuan, the person you are looking for is in the 425 Park. If we leave the Wa State, will it be more difficult to find him?"
Xia Yuandao: "The Wa State Group has a relationship with the local private armed forces and the public bureau. If we don't leave, it won't be long before the Wa State Group will conduct a search on the Wa State. We have to wait until the limelight has passed before entering the Wa State."
State, just settle down in the towns near Wa State first.”
The thin man suddenly said: "We are going to Nandu. Nandu is more than fifty kilometers away from the Wa State. It only takes about two or three hours to drive there. Moreover, Nandu is also a relatively wealthy city."
The fat man asked in shock: "Where did you get the map?"
The thin man said: "It's on the wall of the supermarket, didn't you see it?"
Everyone shook their heads, and the thin man spread his hands and said, "Okay, I thought you saw it."
Xia Yuan suddenly realized that this thin man was still a talent. He took the map and looked at it. There is indeed a big city in the lower reaches of Wa State. It is only more than fifty kilometers away from Wa State. Compared with Xinduo, Nandu is more prosperous and has more opportunities.
Although Xinduo has a good geographical location, it lacks development opportunities unless it comes into contact with gray industries.
He doesn't want to come into contact with these gray industries. Once he does, it will be like a quagmire, and he will be stuck in it and unable to get out.
In fact, even Xia Yuan didn't know what would greet him next, but the top priority was to buy a mobile phone and a phone card to be able to contact his family. He had been missing for more than ten days, and although his family would not
Ask about it, but if you don’t contact your family for such a long time, your family will be thinking about what you are doing during this time.
The second thing is how Pei Shanshan is doing at home.
There were stops and starts along the way, and towards evening, they finally arrived at Nandu. The three of them were led by Xia Yuan. With the Burmese learned in the 425 Park, Xia Yuan was able to communicate simply with the local people. The four of them spent a lot of time.
I spent 20,000 kyats to rent two simple rooms as a place to stay.
Xia Yuan had a room by himself and three people in a room. Since he had to travel through time at night, he did not let one of them live with him. The three of them had no doubts about this plan. They subconsciously regarded Xia Yuan as
Whatever their boss, Xia Yuan, said, that's what they said. As for the food and accommodation, they didn't mind it. When they were in the 425 Park, the food and accommodation conditions were not as good as here.
It was late at night, but next door to Xia Yuan were three people who were looking forward to their future life with Xia Yuan. The fat man was still eating expired biscuits, which tasted a bit strange, but he still ate them with gusto, while the thin man was groping for the cookies in his pocket.
Kyat, with a contented expression on his face, chatted with them with his bald head.
"Escaped from inside, it's like a dream. I haven't gotten over it yet. I feel like I'm still in the 425 park."
The bald man turned over, looked at the fat man who had eaten a mouthful of biscuit crumbs, and said, "You know how to eat, tell me."
The fat man hiccupped, "What are you talking about?"
Baldhead: "Tell me what you think of Brother Yuan?"
The fat man swallowed the food in his mouth, pondered for a while, took another bite of the biscuit, and said casually: "What do you think? Brother Yuan is an ambitious man with strong force. We will follow him, even if we cannot become rich.
, but at least I won’t be hungry in this life.”
The bald man asked the thin man again: "What about you?"
The thin man groping for kyats turned his head and grinned: "I don't have any opinion, just two words, shut up!"
The fat man felt that the bald head had something on his mind, so he asked: "What, do you have something on your mind?"
The bald man muttered: "Brother Yuan saved us and saved us from being abused so much. Even if we do whatever we do in this life, we can't repay him for saving our lives. It's impossible to have no idea. Brother Yuan is so strong.
The three of us can't hold us back, and we can't let Brother Yuan do everything while we do nothing."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, stopped chewing, and turned to look at the bald head: "Are you enlightened?"
Three black lines rose up on the bald forehead: "Go away, you just realized it. Do you want to be a pig forever?"
He looked at the thin man again: "You can't be a stick insect, can you?"
The bald head said thoughtfully: "I want to practice martial arts with Brother Yuan. He is a good martial artist. I can see that. You haven't seen Brother Yuan's explosive power. He can kill Brother Kun in one go. With this kind of explosive power, do you think Tyson can do it?"
Knock someone to death? I'm not talking about hitting his head with your fist, but hitting him with your shoulder. I admire Bruce Lee, but I feel that Bruce Lee shouldn't be able to do this."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The fat man put down the biscuits in his hands, wiped the biscuit crumbs from his mouth, and said: "One person can deal with thirteen guards holding electric batons and police batons.
Knocking all thirteen people to the ground, didn't you know that the kick directly broke the person's bones, and the punch hit the opponent's waist? Did you hear the sound of the ribs breaking? Bruce Lee and Tyson are here,
It’s okay to deal with four or five, but it’s tough to deal with thirteen.”
He gestured with Xia Yuan with his hands, which looked very funny, but it couldn't stop his beaming expression, "He's too powerful, he can't do it anymore, he can't do it anymore, I'm going to pee."
He excitedly got up from the bed and ran to the public bathroom in the corridor outside to pee.
The bald man looked at the thin man, "Have fat men always been like this?"
The thin man shook his head and said, "I don't know, I didn't have much contact with him before."
"Oh." The bald head touched his smooth head, and the scene of fighting in the corridor appeared in his mind. He grinned and said, "Grandma, I wish I were so powerful. What kind of guard? Brother Peng, I'm a
With one punch, Quan Special Code was knocked down!"
The thin man couldn't bear to hit him, but he still said straightforwardly: "Okay, stop being sexual. I think your idea is good. When we stabilize, let's go to Brother Yuan together. I also want to practice martial arts."
The bald man looked at the thin man and asked him: "Do you have any ideals?"
The thin man touched his head, thought for a while, and thought about the money in his pocket, thinking: "I want to be a pickpocket, bah, no, it's an assassin. I found my ideal, touch corpses and take away their belongings."
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He took out the money from his pocket and said: "Look, this is the money I got from them, and a watch, although it is a bargain."
Three black lines appeared on the smooth bald forehead, and it felt like the fat and thin guys were like a Wolong and a Fengxiao.
"You two, please don't cheat Brother Yuan."
The thin man said: "How is it possible? I just found my own fun today and it won't affect Brother Yuan."
"I hope so."
After a while, the fat man ran over with a smile on his face: "Bald, when are you going to see Brother Yuan? I also want to learn martial arts."
The bald man who was about to go to sleep turned his head and looked at the fat man's figure. He rested his head on his arms and said, "You are so fat, can you do this?"
The fat man said: "Why not? Looking at the natural armor, don't you think it's awesome? I can completely charge forward as a tank."
"Come on, he was downed with one shot, and he still has natural armor."
The bald man was too lazy to chat with them. He felt that if he continued chatting, his IQ would be in trouble.
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The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.
Among the mountains, there are high and low thatched huts scattered all over the place. Farmers with sallow complexions caused by long-term malnutrition are working in the fields, facing the loess and back to the sky, staring at the scorching sun, bare-chested, wearing a pair of short black linen trousers, and bare feet.
Stepping on the hot ground, vigorously waving the farming tools in his hands, sweat dripped down his chin and fell into the field.
In the village, barefoot, dark-skinned, hungry, skinny children ran and played.
"Go away, go away!"
From a distance, I heard shouts and curses, and the barefooted children dispersed in a hurry.
A group of men carrying guns and carrying four large sedans on their shoulders came forward and entered from the entrance of the village.
In the village, there is a high and low tiled house with three rooms in the northwest and south. The door faces the direction of the rising sun. Although the people entering are wearing coarse linen clothes, they have ruddy faces, shoes on their feet, and even guns on their backs. They are carrying
A sedan stopped at the door, and a middle-aged man got out of the sedan, wearing a brocade robe, a felt hat, and holding a nanmu crutch. After that, three sedans stopped one after another, and three young women got off the sedan, leaning against each other.
Next to a middle-aged man.
The old housekeeper walked out and said, "Master, you are back."
The middle-aged man asked: "How good will the harvest be this year?"
The old housekeeper sighed and shook his head: "Although it is good, the county requires that the tax revenue be doubled this year."
The middle-aged man lit up his cigarette and said, "No more than that. I just came back from the county town. The taxes required there have been paid for two years and they need to be paid in one lump sum."
The old housekeeper's hands were trembling slightly: "Two years, two years later...this, this will kill a lot of people..."
The middle-aged man said: "Don't worry, the tax will be doubled this year. When collecting the grain, tell the person who collects the grain that if you are short of a pound, you will be beaten directly and have your hands and feet broken."
The old housekeeper pursed his lips, and the middle-aged man stared at him: "I have dozens of people in the Xia family to support, and it's difficult for me. Moreover, this is a policy from above and has nothing to do with me. You can handle it."
The old housekeeper lowered his head: "Yes."
The harvest is undoubtedly the busiest, but it is also the happiest for farmers. After the harvest, as long as they pay part of the grain, the remaining grain can feed their family, or even save some food, and there will be surplus grain in the coming year.
Save it for emergencies.
Life in the old days was hard, and farmers took pleasure in hardship.
However, this year does not seem to be going well. The weather is hot and dry, without a drop of rain. The grain production in the fields has decreased. The landlord's old housekeeper has brought bad news. The landlord requires three times the grain payment this year. Such news will just
The farmers were overwhelmed by the harvest. For one day, a layer of haze seemed to hang over the entire village. At night, men and women from every household lay in bed, unable to sleep all night.
After a period of time, the landlord began to collect grain from each household. Some people handed over all the grain at home, and even the surplus grain they had saved before, but there were still vacancies. The landlord would not be kind to the villagers who did not hand over enough grain, so he took people with him that night.
They broke into the house and beat him. Xia San's family had little land and food. They handed over all the food, but they couldn't hand over enough. That night, a group of people kicked open the door and beat Xia San and his wife.
He was beaten to death on the spot, his wife was beaten into a lunatic, and his eleven or twelve-year-old children were taken away and sold.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When the neighbors heard the screams next door, they did not dare to come out to see. It was the landlord's people beating people. At this time of year, many people in the village who did not pay enough food would suffer.
The landlord beat him severely.
The next day, the tragic situation of Xia San's family did not arouse the anger of other people in the village, but only with sympathy and numbness, numbness towards life and numbness towards the future.
Within a few days, Xia San's family was gradually forgotten by people. There was a crazy woman in the village, wandering around. I don't know when she left the village, and I don't know when she died in a corner, stiff and smelly.
, and no one paid attention to it.
Xia San's home was demolished by the landlord, and everything useful and valuable was taken away, leaving only a dilapidated house that gradually fell into disuse. The low-rise house proved that someone had once lived here.
A few years later, there was another crazy kid in the village. He was in ragged clothes and unkempt, begging in the village. The villagers saw the shadow of Xia San in this crazy kid's face.
"Xia San's son has escaped."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense."
When he met a crazy kid, the children in the village bullied him, beat him and scolded him. The crazy kid didn't fight back, he just kept giggling. The kids called him "idiot". When night fell, he slept in the field.
, the ground is the bed.
The next morning, he sat on the ridge of the field, looking at the villages in the distance, lowering his head and sighing from time to time, with the wisdom of an adult in his eyes.
"A backward, poor old era?"
From his family being broken up to living on the street, Xia Yuan lamented his fate and had some new thoughts about the identity arrangements when he traveled through the system. It turned out that he would also travel to a madman.
[Mission: Age of Awakening!]
[Ding! Enter the mission world and obtain an identity: a fool living in the village! 】
"The Age of Awakening..." Xia Yuan thought, looking at the village in the distance, vaguely feeling that the so-called 'awakening' meant something to be awakened.
The numbness of farmers and the numbness of the bottom class of society, facing the oppression of landlords, they think this is a common thing. They are like the landlord's livestock, letting the whip fall on them, knowing that it hurts, but they don't even resist
Less than.
It is not only their bodies that are numb, but also their minds.