The Golden Triangle is well known to the world and is one of the two largest drug nests in the world, along with Colombia in South America.
It is located in a triangular area on the border of Thailand, Myanmar and Laos in Southeast Asia. It is rich in opium and other drugs and is the main drug producing area in the world.
Most of the areas where it is located are in high mountains with an altitude of more than 1,000 meters. The climate is hot, the rainfall is abundant, and the soil is fertile, which is very suitable for the growth of poppy. In addition, there are dense jungles, rugged roads, and traffic congestion. The governments of the three countries are beyond the reach of the poppy, so they are unable to plant it.
Poppy provides unique conditions in politics, economy, geography, climate and other aspects.
The Golden Triangle holds a trade fair every once in a while. Most of the people who attend the trade fair are large-scale drug lords from various countries in the Golden Triangle. The purpose of the trade fair is very simple, which is to discuss the issue of drug spoils. Use a trade fair instead
Just to follow the fashion.
In a sense, society is progressing and gangster societies are also progressing...
At noon, the bright sunshine pours down. Under the sunshine, a town called Umu located in the western part of Luang Prabang Province in Laos is no longer as deserted as in the past, but looks very lively.
Ebony Town covers a small area, but... the entire town is built with villas and compounds. The most luxurious hotel in the town is the five-star hotel. The hotel has food and women from all over the world.
In addition, Ebony Town also has one of the largest casinos in Southeast Asia.
A remote town can be so prosperous because it belongs to the edge of the Golden Triangle and is a handover place. Every time a trade fair is held in the Golden Triangle, drug lords must arrive here first, and then Kunsha sends people to take them there.
Received from the core area of the Golden Triangle.
"Praise God, I finally believe that money is everything."
In the afternoon, Chekov, wearing a fancy shirt and black sunglasses, sat in the restaurant of the only five-star hotel in the town. After lunch, he crossed his legs, smoked a cigar, and looked out the window at the cars on the street.
Luxury car, couldn't help but sigh.
In his opinion, such a remote town can be so prosperous because of the accumulation of money.
The nigger sitting across from him was devouring the remaining food.
"Nigger, I swear to God, you are the best eater I have ever seen!" After seeing the nigger finishing all the meals, Chekov ignored the surprised look of the waiter behind him and cursed angrily.
The nigger picked up the white handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said expressionlessly: "Boss, you have never been hungry, so you don't know what it feels like to be hungry. In Africa, many people starve to death every year. When I was young,
I almost starved to death three times, so every time I eat, I will not waste food."
"Aha, that's it." Chekov exhaled a puff of thick smoke, laughed at himself, and said, "I'm different from you. You don't waste food, and I don't waste women."
woman?
Hearing these two words, a strange emotion appeared on the nigger's expressionless face.
As Chekov's personal bodyguard, he knew very well how outrageous his boss was.
He clearly remembered that in order to make that ability stronger, his boss spent a lot of money every year to buy various supplements.
In addition, the women that my wretched boss played with involved several continents and various nationalities...
"Boss, Ah Shui is here."
Originally, the nigger wanted to hear why Chekov liked playing with women so much, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a Bentley parked in front of the hotel. The short, dark-skinned Ah Shui got out of the car and walked in under the protection of several bodyguards.
hotel.
After hearing what the nigger said, Chekov glanced at the door of the hotel, puffed out the smoke, and said: "For this black and short bastard, I gave up my happy life in Las Vegas and went to this place where there is no shit."
Place. If this son of a bitch doesn’t surrender to the butcher, I will find a hundred ugly and fat women to kill him!"
Chekov's words gave the nigger a chill.
Before coming, Chekov told the nigger that this trip to the Golden Triangle had only two purposes. One was to let Kunsha keep the drugs that were originally intended for the Qinggang, and the other was to conquer Ah Shui, Yunnan's new drug lord!
…
Just when Chekov traveled thousands of miles from the casino city of Las Vegas to the Golden Triangle in order to complete the task assigned by Chen Fan, Monica, a Holy See of the Holy See, was escorted by two knights.
The Vatican Palace is located opposite St. Peter's Square.
Since the 14th century AD, the Vatican Palace has been the residence of successive popes and has been renovated several times over the centuries. There are chapels, halls, palaces, etc. in the Vatican Palace, which is the center of world Catholicism. There is a world-famous Sith statue in the palace.
The chapel has been the Pope's private chapel in the past.
In a small church, Monica, dressed in a white robe and veil, met Louis III.
"uncle."
Walking straight to Louis III, who was reciting scriptures silently, Monica saluted.
"Monica, you're here."
On the royal chair, Louis III slowly opened his eyes, his blue eyes emitting a soft light, coupled with the kind smile at the corner of his mouth, giving people an approachable feeling.
Looking at the kind-faced Louis III, Monica still maintained her saluting posture and said gratefully: "Uncle, thank you."
"Monica, you don't have to thank me." Louis III smiled and shook his head: "If it was just because you asked me to help him, I would not make the decision to visit China."
Monica couldn't help but be startled when she heard what Louis III said.
That day, Chen Fan asked Dev to come to the Vatican to find Louis III and explain that he wanted Louis III to visit China. Although Monica didn't know why Chen Fan did this, she asked Louis III to agree to Dev's request.
Later, after a brief conversation between Louis III and Dave, they agreed to visit China.
"Monica, you should know that it takes a lot of courage for me to make this decision." Louis III sighed: "This decision will cause dissatisfaction in many countries, and they will put pressure on me and give warnings. Okay.
Imagine that if I really visit China, many countries will take a series of retaliations against the Vatican."
"What about you, uncle?" Monica naturally understood this. For this reason, she couldn't help but feel curious about why Louis III agreed to Dave, or to be precise, to Chen Fan.
"Because that man gave the Vatican a promise." Louis III said in a strange tone.
"Promise?" Monica was puzzled.
"Yes." Louis III smiled slightly and said: "He guessed that a war would eventually break out between us, the Vatican and the Dark Ghost. He promised me that if a war broke out, he would give the Vatican the greatest help."
After hearing what Louis III said, Monica suddenly realized.
To outsiders, Chen Fan's promise may not mean much, but... to the Vatican, it means a lot.
Because, when facing the Vatican, he was the butcher, the butcher who once wiped the bloody purgatory off the map!
The butcher’s promise is of infinite value!!
In Monica's view, with the Butcher's promise, the dark ghost bent on subverting the Vatican in Europe and even the world will encounter disaster!
"Monica, are you really in love with that man?" Seeing Monica's silence, Louis III thought of something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked.
Thinking of Louis III's words, Monica's beautiful face hidden behind the white veil showed a faint blush. She nodded without thinking and replied: "Yes, uncle."
"You are a saint." Louis III frowned.
Monica smiled slightly, not minding at all, and said: "If I can be with him, I don't need to be a saint."
"Monica, my dear child, I hope you will consider it carefully. This is a fate-changing event for you." Louis III sighed softly, without any concealment of his concern.
"Uncle, thank you for your concern." Monica's expression was unusually firm: "Back then, my father was willing to give up his position as pope for my mother, so it is not surprising that I gave up my identity as a saint."
"well."
Louis III sighed softly.
In a sense, his care for Monica exceeds the love an ordinary father has for his children.
All this, in addition to being Monica's uncle, is also because he was able to become the Pope because Monica's father gave up the position of the Pope for a woman and gave the position to him.
The reason why he said that a war would break out between the Holy See and the Dark Ghost was because both Monica's parents died at the hands of the Dark Ghost.
This blood debt must be avenged for Louis III!
Likewise, this humiliation is intolerable to the Holy See!
"I'm sorry, uncle."
Monica salutes Louis III again.
"Well, since you have made the decision, there is no point in saying more." Louis III sighed softly and said: "In the next three years, I will have people search for the heir of the Saint from all over the world.
Until you find a suitable heir, your status is still that of a saint. Therefore, every move you make must take into account the glory of the Holy See and the image of the saint."
Hearing what Louis III said, Monica's mind instinctively flashed back to the turbulent times with Chen Fan. The blush on her face became more obvious, and her heart jumped like a little deer.
Non-stop, my heart is pounding.
"Okay, Monica, you can go out." Sensing the spring in Monica's eyes, Louis III almost turned his nose with anger, showing an out-of-sight, out-of-mind expression, and gave the eviction order.
"Yes, uncle."
Monica blushed and bowed, exiting the church.
"Butcher, last time I couldn't get alone with you because of those guys following me. This time I'm going to China with my uncle, so I won't let you go easy."
Walking out of the church, facing the bright afternoon sunshine, Monica's beautiful face hidden behind the white veil showed a shy and expectant smile.
The heart of spring is rippling.
At this moment, she was a butcher and blaspheming against God.
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