Shen Sanquan put away the boning knife and smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "Uncle Ding, you taught me this!"
Neither arrogant nor impetuous, Shen Sanquan still possesses many fine qualities of working people.
Xiaodao suddenly ran over and said, "Brother Sanquan, you are so domineering with this knife. Come on, I will add some food to you today and have a nice drink."
Shen Sanquan became serious, looked at the pistol on the ground, and asked with a little worry: "Uncle Ding, this gun..."
Ding Yuan picked it up and said coldly: "Isn't it just a gun? Sanquan, you have to remember that this is the Golden Triangle, let alone guns, don't be surprised to see cannons and tanks!"
Then he put the gun on his waistband and looked into the distance with disdain, "If this were twenty years ago, I would have chopped them up one by one and fed them to the dogs!"
From beginning to end, none of the small shops or passers-by stopped to watch this wonderful performance. Shooting and killing people were as casual as eating and drinking. Shen Sanquan could strongly feel the atmosphere of this place. Cruel, perhaps only by constantly improving one's strength can one survive peacefully.
Live and live well became Shen Sanquan's first belief when he came to the Golden Triangle.
Xiaodao really did what he said. He worked behind the scenes for a long time and picked some mountain food and water swimming food that he thought were delicious and a bit expensive. Firstly, Uncle Ding arrived, and secondly, he just wanted to Give Shen three punches as a good reward.
Ding Yuan and Shen Sanquan were still sitting on the table outside. Ding Yuan looked very comfortable, but Shen Sanquan sat in a different direction and looked outside. He still felt uneasy. These people were being raped. If you fight, will you just let it go?
Ding Yuan saw what Shen Sanquan was thinking and said with a smile: "Three punches, take it with confidence. Soldiers will block it, and water will cover it. If I'm afraid of them, I won't take action."
Shen Sanquan nodded, "Uncle Ding, are they Burmese?"
"That's right. A typical character who bullies the weak and fears the strong. There is no big future. If Yanhuang was still there back then, would they still want to leave so easily? Humph!"
"Isn't this place under Myanmar's jurisdiction? Are they still afraid of us outsiders?"
Ding Yuan smiled slightly, "Three Fists, the Golden Triangle is not as simple as you think. The four countries of Myanmar, Thailand, Vietnam, and Laos are in chaos. Most of them are in power by warlords from various places. They have established themselves as kings, just like We Chinese bandits have the same beards. They occupy a place, plant opium, and develop an army. In their area, regardless of country, they only need to be loyal to the people who feed them, drink and relieve themselves. You can tell by the looks of those bastards just now, they must be The scattered people wandering around the ground can bully the poor and common people, but if they encounter hard nails, only the mute will eat Coptis chinensis."
"But they still have guns?"
"Gun?" Ding Yuan pulled out the pistol from his waist, "Just this thing, as long as you have money, you can buy it anywhere. I will take you to a place another day to show you what a farmer's market is. .”
"Farmer's market?" Shen Sanquan once again recalled the good old days of selling fish.
"In layman's terms, it's a place where guns are bought and sold under a special name. As long as you have the money, you can pick and choose whatever you want. If the quality is bad, you'll be refunded. How about that? I can't even imagine it."
Shen Sanquan nodded, feeling surprised in his heart.
"Although the warlords here are insignificant compared to the power of those big countries, in the Golden Triangle, they are a large group that cannot be ignored. They all have their own independent poppy bases, armies, processing plants, and convenient and reliable business channels, management They are very strict. If you mess with them, it is a real nightmare. The Golden Triangle is a hotbed of drugs. With this favorable time and place, these warlords can make a considerable amount of profits. It is more than enough to support the army. Take Taunggyi. In this area, the most powerful warlord is named Mong Ku. He is from Burma, but he prefers others to call him General Mong Ku. His army now has more than a thousand people and is very well-equipped. It controls the eastern part of Taunggyi. In the poppy garden, this guy already owned tanks and cannons in the past few years. Recently, there are rumors that he is going to the United States to buy helicopters. This bastard is very ambitious, but he does have the strength. His words throughout Taunggyi , many people will die without a burial place."
Shen Sanquan looked at Ding Yuan blankly, "Uncle Ding, you are really familiar with the situation here!" There was a trace of disbelief and doubt in his words.
Ding Yuan sighed, "Sanquan, I told you a story about myself before. In fact, it was just a small fragment of me. When I have time, I will slowly tell you everything about me. You have to believe it, no matter what In this way, Uncle Ding will not harm you, I just want you to be safe."
"Thank you, Uncle Ding!"
"You brat, be polite to me, haha..." Ding Yuan chuckled.
"Brother Ayuan, is that you?" Suddenly a trembling voice came.
Shen Sanquan looked up and saw a burly man wearing an American military uniform slowly walking in from the door. He walked with heavy steps and looked at Ding Yuan with tears in his eyes. Suddenly he took a quick step and the two hugged each other tightly. Together.
"Brother Ayuan, it's really you!" The man looked extremely excited, tears streaming down his face in an instant. He was in his thirties, and exuded a strong masculine charm, coupled with the American military uniform. The contrast made people feel even more awe-inspiring. After a long time, the two of them separated, wiped away the tears on their resolute faces, and grinned.
"Brother Ayuan, I miss you so much. I went to Brother Qingguo several times to inquire about you, but he refused to tell me the specific time you came here. Alas, today I finally got my wish to see you."
"Ahan, how have you been these past few years?"
The man named Ahan looked a little uncomfortable and said hesitantly: "It's okay."
Ding Yuan smiled and patted his shoulder gently, "You still talk to me like this, relax!" After saying that, he pointed at Shen Sanquan, "This is the friend who came with me. His name is Shen Sanquan."
Ahan smiled again and again, "Hello, my name is Ye Han, you can just call me Ahan."
"Uncle Han!" Shen Sanquan said respectfully.
"Don't call me that. If you respect me, just call me Brother Han!" Ye Han has a very forthright personality and said carelessly.
Shen Sanquan had a confused look on his face. He called Ding Yuan Uncle Ding, A Han called Ding Yuan Brother A Yuan, and now Shen Sanquan calls A Han Brother Han. Isn't it a bit confusing?
"Three punches, you and Ahan can be brothers, it doesn't matter, but when you call me, you have to always call me Uncle Ding, haha..."
Shen Sanquan smiled awkwardly.
Xiaodao ran out of it in a hurry, carrying a big plate, which was all red. When he saw Ahan, he said hello.
"Brother Han!"
It was obvious that Ye Han was very familiar with him, he smiled and nodded.
The knife put down the plate and stretched out his right hand, "Brother Sanquan, please taste it, this is the cut belly you ordered!" dd