Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Do you think I am a person who would let my subordinates cuckold you?"
At this time, the red hat mercenaries had been killed by the green hat mercenaries who suddenly came out. The battle was over within a few minutes.
"What do you think they will do to us?"
Qing Mudan squatted in the trench and asked with a worried look on her face.
Yang Xuan smiled and replied, "They will serve us delicious food and drinks, and then give us a large sum of money, and then safely escort us to a safe area worth tens of millions of dollars."
Qing Mudan asked doubtfully, "No way, how can a mercenary be so kind?"
Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Then you still ask."
"I…….."
At this moment, several mercenaries suddenly appeared next to the trench, condescendingly looking at Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan nestled in the trench with expressionless faces.
Yang Xuan stood up and smiled at a few mercenaries, "You guys are fighting here, haha. We were just passing by, so I won't disturb you for now. I'll treat you to a supper another day."
As he said this, he dragged Qing Mudan and walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Bang!
A bullet hit Yang Xuan hard at his feet, "Stop!"
Yang Xuan stopped, smiled bitterly at Qing Mudan and said, "It seems that these people are not fools."
Qing Mudan rolled her eyes in anger, "I thought you had such a clever method, what should I do now!"
Yang Xuan said, "Just wait and see what happens and let nature take its course. I'll just communicate with them first and explain the truth."
With that said, Yang Xuan turned around and said to a cuckold mercenary, "Which of you is the commander? Ask him to come out and talk to me."
The cuckold mercenary glanced at Yang Xuan, then turned his head and shouted in Longxia dialect to a burly man, "Report, two suspicious people were found here."
Many people in northern Myanmar are descendants of Long Xia, and they have also been penetrated by the culture here, so Long Xia language is also spoken in many areas.
But the burly man didn't even look this way, and directly ordered, "Shoot him on the spot."
"yes!"
"Fuck!"
Yang Xuan screamed, "Wait a minute!"
As he spoke, he pointed at the corpses of red scarf mercenaries scattered all over the mountains and plains, "We killed these all."
"They are your enemies, and I am their enemy. The enemy of your enemy is your friend, okay?
Do you understand?"
When the burly man heard this, he quickly turned around and stopped the soldiers who were about to shoot.
He strode up to Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan, looked them up and down, and asked with some suspicion, "Were you the ones who killed those red scarf dogs before we came here?"
"That's not true!"
Yang Xuan said quickly, "Those guys are no match for us at all. It was just you who came early. If you had been a few minutes later, we would have definitely killed them all."
The burly man stared at Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan again for a while, and then gave a few instructions to a few mercenaries.
Several mercenaries hurriedly ran to the trench to check, and then hurried back, "The report shows that there are indeed traces of battle. What they told is the truth."
"I didn't expect you guys to be quite capable."
The burly man seemed a little surprised. Before they arrived, there were at least a thousand corpses of red scarf mercenaries lying on the slope.
Just two people can kill thousands of people and remain unscathed. This is simply a miracle!
"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "We have indirectly helped you with a small favor, but you don't need to thank me. We are all friends."
"By the way, my wife and I have some things to do, so I'm leaving now. I'll keep in touch when I'm free, and let's have supper together."
After saying that, Yang Xuan dragged Qing Mudan and prepared to leave.
"stop!"
The burly man shouted.
Yang Xuan turned his head and said with a smile, "What are you doing? I understand that you want to have a banquet to thank us for our kindness, but we really have something to do today. How about tomorrow? I will deduct as much as you want, and I will step on it for you tomorrow.
space."
The burly man waved his hand, "Tie him up, blindfold him and take him back. If he dares to move, he will be shot to death without asking for permission!"
After saying that, the burly man turned and left.
"Damn it, you can't be ungrateful. Hey, hey, let me go..."
Wow!
Several mercenaries pulled the bolts of their guns and said sternly, "Be honest, if you move again I'll shoot!"
Yang Xuan let out a long sigh, feeling that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, how could he have encountered such a thing.
However, a good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses, and he has to save his life first, so Yang Xuan had no choice but to be tied up, blindfolded, and finally taken to a car.
After about an hour of jolting, the blindfold on my eyes was taken off.
Yang Xuan looked up and found that there was a very solid city in front of him. Just like the ancient city, it had high walls.
"Don't move!"
A mercenary scolded angrily, then pushed Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan inside.
Along the way, Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan acted very cooperatively.
Because they knew that these mercenaries were unambiguous in their actions.
But this did not prevent Yang Xuan from observing the situation around him as he walked.
I found out that this place is a mercenary base, and cuckolded mercenaries can be seen everywhere.
There are many various houses here, which should be the barracks of these mercenaries.
There are also wide streets and shops, Yang Xuan understood it immediately.
This should be an independent separatist force in northern Myanmar, similar to a mini country. In northern Myanmar, which has been at war for many years, this situation is not uncommon.
Yang Xuan had heard someone say before that in northern Myanmar, there were so many forces that built a city wall and established themselves as kings to separate one side, and this was just one of them.
"Don't talk nonsense when you meet the leader later, otherwise no one will be able to save you."
When they arrived at the entrance of a huge palace, the burly man did not forget to give Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan a kind reminder.
After he finished speaking, he did not forget to add, "I don't care about you, I just think you have some ability and I don't want to waste it like this."
Yang Xuan smiled and said thank you, but in his heart he was cursing, thinking that this burly man regarded himself as his personal property.
The burly man carefully arranged his clothes at the door, and then walked into the palace gate with Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan.
The interior is splendidly decorated and has a strong local style in northern Myanmar.
The layout of the main hall is somewhat similar to the palace used by Long Xia in ancient times. There are two rows of mercenary leaders sitting on both sides, and above the front sits an old man dressed in Chinese clothes and with long white curly hair.
The old man also held a shining golden scepter in his hand, which made Yang Xuan feel like he had traveled to the Middle Ages.
"Who are these two people?"
The old man looked at Yang Xuan and Qing Mudan, who were standing below and tied up with five flowers, and asked, with a bit of confusion and vigilance in his eyes, "Don't you know that outsiders are never allowed to come in!"