Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.264 Money and guns
no.264 Money and Guns (finished, resume updating)
[I feel ashamed and deeply apologised. Thank you.]
At the end of the year, Bao Youxiang was still motionless, but the Kachin Independence Army captured the city of Myitkyina, the capital of Myitkyina County. Northern Myanmar was shaken, and Myanmar was shaken. Everyone in the federation re-evaluated the armed forces of the anti-*government at this time, and they could
It would be an understatement to say that I was impressed.
Just a year and a half ago, Du Jie, the commander-in-chief of the Kachin Independence Army, only had 6,000 troops. Unexpectedly, a year and a half later, Du Jie was no longer Wu Xia Amon, with more than a hundred old anti-tank guns and old-fashioned self-propelled artillery.
The number and large number of individual rocket launchers and mortars were even more jaw-dropping. Even Luo Xinghan, who had just left the water at home and wanted to eat and wait for death, had to sigh in surprise.
Lao Luo is a famous scholar in both the government and the public in Myanmar. It is not an exaggeration to say that he knows astronomy, but he knows geography. He knows everything about what lies in northern Myanmar, but there is something different about the rapid expansion of Dujie.
the opinion of.
His first thought was east of the Salween River, and his eyes fell on Zhang Bi's head.
In fact, a year and a half ago, the Salween River area was considered Bao Youxiang's territory. However, with the start of the China-Myanmar Highway No. 2, Zhang Ben was encroaching. He first controlled the power of the Peng Jiasheng family in the northeast corner, and then relied on a large number of full-scale military personnel.
Armed security personnel will collect small groups of people who pose a threat, and then rely on roads to gradually control the security and economy of appropriate areas.
In addition, China and Myanmar have a long history, and the people at the bottom can be said to be of the same origin and speak the same language, so there is no difficulty. The saying that the Peng family has grown old is only formed after Zhang Bi arrived in Myanmar and the city of Nanding changed its appearance.
Afterwards, Bao Youxiang's appeasement policy, coupled with the investment and support from the forces behind Zhang Bi, led to the collapse of Lin Mingxian and Lin Feihu successively. It was also due to Bao Youxiang's contribution that he was able to carve out a territory and control the sphere of influence to Sasha
The reason is west of Erwen River.
But he didn't expect that he had cleared the obstacles in the front, and Zhang Bi casually took the northeast corner later, which caused the trouble of the changes in the east of the Salween River. As a result, Bao Youxiang now has two pieces of land, one in the north and one in the south.
It is extremely difficult to get up. Only by going straight down the Salween River can we connect the north and the south, which is quite difficult.
Fortunately, the army under his command was quite large back then, and the government forces could do nothing against him. More than 30,000 people raised flags to rebel, which was really disappointing. Now that Sir Than Shwe is dead, U Thein Sein and Soe Win have turned against each other.
The power is right in front of them, and neither of them will give in. What they are fighting for now is their own strength and their two words.
How the commanders in various places operate and who they can win over all depend on their abilities.
It’s just that as the saying goes, Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi, the anti-government forces, which could be said to be at an absolute disadvantage at the beginning, have now become a vital force. People often say that the economy determines everything, but now
It seems that it is true.
The combination of power and the reshuffling of the cards. Whether the Union of Myanmar can survive the difficulties, I am afraid it has reached a precarious stage, but even so, no one will sympathize with the gate. The game between big countries, in this weak federal country.
, are also competing non-stop.
Just when the Americans' attention shifted here and targeted Zhang Bi, far away in Stanley Ho's Mansion in Macau Special Administrative Region, China, the Indian handyman at the door was being led by a gardener.
Prune trees as required.
Outside the door, there were about two dozen black cars parked. Most of these cars were weird and not high-end, but their luster was too bright, and it was easy to attract people's attention. Two of them had something good to say.
The security guard touched the car body and realized that this car was different from other cars elsewhere.
Very tough.
In the He Mansion, Stanley Ho was drinking tea, and there were still two pieces of wheat bran cake left on the plate. The crumbs were everywhere. He was sucking his fingers, and then a strong man sipping milk tea looked around, and then
Still not satisfied, he picked up a large box, placed it on the table, then pushed it forward and placed it next to Stanley Ho.
The gambling king did not look at him, his eyes were just fixed on another strong man beside the balcony railing. Opposite him was Huang Silang, a luxury tycoon from the mainland and the president of Sihai Group, who was known as a round man.
Standing next to him was a confidant that even Stanley Ho would envy. He was wearing a light blue Chinese tunic suit. There was a Rice gold pen in the left pocket of his upper body. This pen was said to be at least thirty years old. The gold pen factory produced a total of gold coins that year.
There are only about 2,000 pieces, and they are all handmade by master craftsmen. The quality is not to mention, but they are very durable and use sufficient materials.
President Huang's confidant is Lao Sun.
The sky was extremely clear, and the giant man at the railing was drinking herbal tea casually. The herbal tea here in Macau is very good at reducing internal heat, but the taste is a bit bitter. Ordinary people would take a few licorice to drink it.
A bit bitter.
"I said, you kid, aren't you afraid that satellites will shine on your face, and then planes will fly over and blow you up?"
In the room, a strong man who looked like a blackened saber-toothed tiger shouted loudly at the strong man at the railing. The voice made a buzzing vibration, and the air was filled with the reverberation of the giant man's voice. The sound was very loud.
Big, Lao Sun frowned, looked at him, and then closed his eyes to rest.
At this time, Lao Sun relaxed a lot, and this look made Stanley Ho feel a little strange.
At the railing, after the giant man turned around, people discovered that this man turned out to be Zhang Bi, the chairman of the Salween Special Zone Peace and Development Committee and the commander-in-chief of the People's Liberation Army of the Salween Special Zone of the Union of Myanmar.
"I admire you two for having the courage to go to Macau without having some manpower around you."
Stanley Ho just admired him, but didn't say anything else. It seemed like it was just an ordinary meeting, with nothing to talk about.
But just at this moment, on the desk, under Huang Silang's soothing palm, there was a thick stack of contracts that had just been finalized. Stanley Ho wanted to take away four large gambling boats from Huang Silang, and also divided Huang's 20%.
Of course, there is a reason for joining forces, but it is also a way to avoid risks. The big gambling king also understands that he has a wife and many children, and no one knows what will happen in the future. Since he followed
Shen Dadong went to Myanmar, and he had to double the amount of money Dadong Casino made. The information fed back now naturally satisfied him.
Inland high-rollers have always been generous with their spending, and some nouveau riche are willing to spend their money. Their generosity in spending money is astonishing.
It can be considered that Shen Dadong said something right that Stanley Ho also agreed with.
"As long as the money of a nouveau riche reaches a staggering level, then he is not a nouveau riche, but one of the most classy people in the world."
Casinos come and go, making money every day? This is no longer a trivial matter.
Zhang Bi takes commissions from more than a dozen large and small casinos every day. I am afraid even five million a day is not enough to describe his wealth. Every day, there are overseas casinos who want to come to work for Zhang Bi, or want to come and get a piece of the pie.
The number is outrageous, but it is a pity that the casino owners who were good at the beginning have now taken advantage of it, and there is no room for them to continue. Commander Zhang's words are still true to his word, so Dadong Casino has begun the so-called "
Relocation" activity.
Apart from Southeast Asia, Macau has shrunk greatly.
"Mr. He, it's easy to talk."
Zhang Ben turned around and looked at him with calm eyes. At this moment, I am afraid that American satellites are scanning the sky over Myanmar all the time. But unfortunately, he has sufficient information and is not afraid of American satellites at all. He does not believe in Americans either.
There is a way to find him, if he is willing to hide.
With the rise of "Austrian zebraism", Zhang Bi's white fan masters speculated that the Americans might make another big move in Afghanistan, and then they might withdraw, leaving such a huge mess.
**What's the matter with you American gentlemen?
The poppies all over the mountains and plains will leave a deep impression on anyone.
However, Zhang Bi's father, Zhang Yaozu... is still in Afghanistan, and it is still unknown what the outcome will be.
When he went to Macau at this time, in addition to the three parties meeting and each playing tricks, it was also a combination of interests to seek greater expectations. At this time, Stanley Ho was not playing the role of a decision-maker, nor was he a trend-setter, nor was he playing any financial tricks.
He is an expert, and all he has to do is count the money. Even though He may not be able to make promises worth a thousand pieces of gold, but his power is still there. No matter how wrong his words and deeds are, there will naturally be people who will consider him.
Huang Silang came here from Zhonghai, naturally not to have a good time in the casino and then leave with a fortune of 1,000 or 8 million. These contracts in his hand are tied to others. In addition, the He family has a transcendent status and has many people in Nanyang.
He has a business and has great influence. Zhang Bi came to contact him at this time. Didn't his think tanks carry out various deductions and calculations?
Some political elites in the country may not understand Zhang Bi, but Huang Silang has been dealing with him for more than two years. From Zhang Bi's first fight for Xia Zhenzhen to now, various unpredictable situations and situations have made Zhang Bi
Huang Silang understood one thing: this guy is absolutely mentally strong to the extreme. It can be said that he is truly as solid as a rock.
"If Zhang Sheng wants to make waves in Nanyang, you can say that I can listen, but I can't guarantee anything. But one thing I can still agree to is that if Zhang Sheng wants to make a trip in Nanyang, everyone in the He family will be happy to do so.
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Stanley Ho nodded, with the same expression. The two of them had more momentum, and they were equally capable of making concessions.
After a few decades, when these heroes and heroes meet, it should be a trend-setting situation.
Huang Silang is known as the "great talent and strategy" in the capital. He is neither humble nor arrogant nor arrogant. He has attracted the attention of the powerful people in the capital. Those who looked at him wrongly at first are now struggling with whether the four sons of the Huang family eat people without spitting out the bones or eat people without spitting out the bones.
The hidden dragon in the abyss is about to soar into the sky.
Oligarch? Is it really okay to do this? Or is it that Huang Silang has already thought of an escape route, and if the weather changes, he will have a place to go?
There are many kinds.
However, compared to Huang Silang, more people among the domestic elite must be considering the Salween River, a tiger that has diverted the American minions. As for the "elites", it is in the process of online spats.
Looking for their own legitimacy and sense of superiority, they are completely unable to change the current situation even a little bit.
The only ones who are disillusioned are those who work in vain.
Those who eat people without spitting out their bones are probably just those wild people who are so crazy that it makes people feel frightened.
"Mr. He, thank you very much."
Zhang Ben turned sideways and nodded, holding a cup of herbal tea in his hand. The 9mm Desert Eagle on his waist was inserted casually, revealing the trigger. There was also a brand on it, which was a black tiger head pattern.
His Hu Ben Festival Hall is well-known, and many people who know its leader are frightened. But even so, the Americans only said it was possible, and did not directly add Al Qaeda to the blacklist of terrorist organizations as they did back then. However, domestically, it was ambiguous.
As a couple, we only look at the international trends.
In fact, Americans are also waiting and watching, and they are also considering that they are not afraid of wearing shoes if they are barefoot. No matter how much arms dealers want to make profits, they still don't think of any terrorists who will hit their Pentagon with a plane. Even if the Pentagon
The fact that the Ministry of National Defense has become a scumbag has nothing to do with them, but if the agents they spent a lot of money to train died there, it would not be fun.
Therefore, arms dealers with endless ammunition in their hands must also consider not letting the hens that lay eggs die too early.
As for the "bt" organization, which may be even poorer than the Afghan guerrillas, let's take a closer look first.
Stanley Ho and Zhang Ben were talking calmly, while Mark, who came over to relax, was minding his own business, playing with things and then opening the box. At this time, Stanley Ho's whole body was shaken up.
To be precise, his eyes were fixed on the things in that box. Although he had heard about it, he had never been so sure that the strength of the largest warlord in the Salween River in Myanmar was so strong.
This is a gold pagoda. To be precise, it is cast with gold sand from the gold mine. It weighs 88.8 kilograms. It is packed in a box. Mark is holding it alone and never leaves his hand. Myanmar
It was a long journey to get here and there were many checkpoints. The fact that they were able to enter Australia so smoothly should not be underestimated.
What's more, he also carries such a gadget.
Stanley Ho did not take the 88.8 kilograms of gold seriously. The reason why he was so shocked was because he just casually said a month ago that if he could get dozens of kilograms of real gold and silver to build the golden body of Buddha,
It should be the most dignified and dignified one.
One sentence, really a very casual sentence.
One month later, it was 888 for good luck and 88.8 kilograms for happiness. This amount is indeed quite sufficient.
Stanley Ho knew that Zhang Ben, who used 90 kilograms of new gold from the gold mine in a month, could still make such a decent golden pagoda. His strength was so strong that he was the best among the wild tycoons that Stanley Ho had ever seen.
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After decades of turmoil in the world, I have never seen such a courageous and domineering person.
Only in his twenties? When he was still so young, Shen Dadong was still helping his brothers set up tables and invite people to gamble. When he was still so young, he was still thinking about how to make his business bigger.
When I was still young...at that time, those people in Hong Kong were already famous.
Sure enough, are the achievements in youth the foundation for success in the future?
Thinking about it, Newton's achievements after he was thirty years old were already minimal.
"Zhang Sheng is becoming more and more courageous."
Stanley Ho had to admire this young man.
Mark laughed loudly: "Big Gambling King, you are good at talking, but I like you. I am a brother with good eyesight and iron bones. No one can defeat him. But if Americans want to have fun, we have to accompany them."
Myanmar...cannot continue to be in chaos, we must let them try something new...".
Lord Po Jun looked at Stanley Ho with bright eyes. The big gambling king looked sideways. Huang Silang and Lao Sun were both slightly stunned. Although they knew that Zhang Bi and Mark were already brothers who exchanged cups, they also knew that the two of them said they were brothers.
It's not an exaggeration to live and die together. From life to death, I still have to admit that these two monsters join forces and the undercurrent alone may have reached the point where they are difficult to defeat in this world.
"Zhang Sheng...what do you mean?"
The grandeur of He Mansion was naturally extraordinary. The place where guests were having afternoon tea was surrounded by soundproof panels. Stanley Ho looked at Zhang Bi, who looked into the distance, and suddenly said: "He
Sir, over in Nanyang, I will provide the gun and you will provide the money, are you interested?"
After saying this sentence that made the big gambler almost drop the lion ball in his hand, regardless of the big gambler's expression, which was almost out of shape, Zhang Bi suddenly showed an expression that could be said to be evil in the collapsed atmosphere.
, grinned: "Mr. He, if you have a gun and money, it's naturally a big deal. Do you want to do it?"
"Do...what?"
The big gambling king's hands were shaking, and his tone had obviously changed. Zhang Ben sighed in his heart: It's a pity that we are old and cannot conspire.
"I heard an old saying that goes very well."
Zhang Ben looked at the big gambling king and said.
Stanley Ho took a sip of tea and regained his composure. The butler next to him was almost supported by him. He originally wanted to see Huang Silang's reaction, but saw that the two of them were motionless, and Zhang Ben and Mark did not express any objection.
place, he then said: "I wonder which sentence Zhang Sheng is referring to?"
"As the old saying goes: He who steals the hook will be punished...those who steal the country will be martyred."
Zhang Bi laughed and said: "But I have no desire to be a marquis. I just want to see if Mr. He has the idea of breaking the soil and becoming a marquis."
The big gambling king took a sip of tea, and finally thought to himself: Sure enough, doing business with such a warlord will make you wary sooner or later, but the He family is prosperous in my hands, but it cannot be wiped out in one fell swoop.
He smiled: "Zhang Sheng is joking. I am already half buried in the earth. I will only be buried in Macao in the future. It has been more than ten years since the Portuguese left here. What I have seen and heard has made me lose my fighting spirit."
, I just want to be able to save some family wealth, so as not to have to fight here and there."
Having said this, it is considered a statement.
Although Zhang Bi was slightly disappointed, he also admitted that it was really unjustifiable to let an old man with a long history to do things. However, when he mentioned it here, he did not really want to cooperate with the He family to do things in Nanyang, but to tell Stanley Ho
, what he Zhang wanted to do was to be condescending and absolutely risky. It also made Stanley Ho think about it in his heart. It was not up to him to choose the way to go in the future.
"Mr. He is so humble."
Zhang Bi leaned over and nodded. Huang Silang next to him was shocked. He looked at Zhang Bi. Zhang Bi smiled. Huang Silang shook his head helplessly. He had to admire the existence of such a guy.
This kind of misfortune in luck makes people envious, jealous and hateful, but at the same time they cooperate with gritted teeth.
Huang Silang thought to himself that if he were in Zhang Ben's position, after so many years, he would probably have wanted to die.
When conquering a chaotic land, if he makes mistakes, he will be found dead thousands of miles away. He dares to do earth-shattering things, and the revenge is waiting with peace of mind. For a woman like Xia Zhenzhen to follow Zhang Bi, is it a perfect match or just bad luck?
One mouth means two things.
But Huang Silang knew that when the world was tough, it would be necessary for such fierce men to come out to fight, and it would be necessary for Zhang Bi to lead those guys who don't know whether it is for money or for the blood of Kunlun.
hilarity.
Times have changed, but our class and position are still the same after all.
For some people, being a madman is much more enjoyable than being a normal person. There is not so much thinking and there is not so much intrigue.
Money, and guns, how simple.
If you have money, you can buy a gun.
With a gun, you can steal money.
Robbery logic, bandit logic, bandit logic.
But if the person who calls out this logic is one of our own, actually... that's pretty good.
The world is so big, someone has to pay for the progress of the times, but the person who pays must not be you.
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The night was hazy, and it was already the end of the year. I came in a hurry but didn’t leave in a hurry. The bustling Macau Street was quite impressive. I ate a piece of peeing shrimp on the street, and the boy who made rice rolls in the morning took over the skills of the master.
It was busy there. In the tea restaurant, all the crab roe soup dumplings had been sold out, and even the tea made from the spring water on Baiyun Mountain was not left at all.
A few people sitting in the shop door were looking sideways. Not far away, a few strong men were shopping casually. The foreigners on the road were all smiling and buying something, as if they were rushing to the hotel or casino. Then
A few strong men didn't seem to care at all. Although the blond and blue-eyed foreigner walked steadily, he also walked a little too steadily...
Several people spoke in the English of Texas cowboys. In the tea restaurant, the two kung fu masters bowed their hands and retreated. They were masters who came out to perform routines. They were dressed in kung fu costumes and looked very stylish.
Many foreigners came to take pictures of the posture. Showing off three consecutive kicks immediately stunned the foreigners. Only those who know the ropes will know that those three kicks have no power at all.
Several giant men were laughing and eating, one after another, their eyes were wandering, seemingly happy, but actually cautious.
"Sir, I think we have our eyes on them. There are our people all around. It should be difficult for them to escape our attention."
"Stay alert and keep an eye on them."
The sound from the earphones made the busy people hesitate a little, but thousands of miles away, the conditions of the streets of Macau were clearly displayed on the satellite view, and in front of the big screen, an eagle-eyed white-haired man was rubbing his chin, looking deeply at
thinking.
Finally, he gave the order: "Get out of there, the operation is over."