Shan Xiao and others had just focused their attention on Tang Peng, the U.S. dollars, and the gold bars, and they didn't realize that there were so many people behind them.
"This is called a mantis stalking a cicada, with the oriole behind. When you were threatening me, you didn't expect that others were also pointing guns at you."
Tang Peng flicked the ash from his cigarette and said with a smile: "Her fourth uncle, if I were you, I would put down the gun. Because if you dare to move that finger, you will be hit like the end of the world."
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Shan Xiao and others were stunned for a moment, then slowly placed their guns on the ground.
"How about, think about the proposal I just made. In fact, you have to be grateful to me. If I weren't here, they wouldn't be merciful to you group of robbers, let alone give you so many benefits."
Tang Peng twisted around and grabbed a handful of U.S. bills. As soon as he finished saying this, Shan Xiao said crisply: "Okay, just do what you said! Do you still need to establish a written evidence?"
Tang Peng really didn't expect that Shan Xiao, a little girl, was very efficient in doing things. He shook his head and said, "What kind of pledge should we make? A high-five as an alliance. Anyway, you are a smart person and know how detrimental it is to you to go back on your word."
Shan Xiao dropped the gun, took a few steps forward, and raised Bai Shengsheng's right hand.
Tang Peng smiled, stretched out his hand and hit her three times: "Okay, from now on, we are partners. Remember, the two conditions I mentioned to you - as for my dividends, I will pay
Someone came to contact you."
Shan Xiao nodded vigorously and retracted his hand: "Okay, I remember."
Looking at Shan Xiao's serious look, Tang Peng couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead: "Do it well, don't let me down."
Shan Xiao seemed uncomfortable with being touched by a man on the forehead. When he subconsciously avoided it, he felt an inexplicable sense of security in his heart.
This feeling never appeared again after her three brothers were killed and her father's legs were disabled.
But now I feel it again from Tang Peng's actions.
"Who is it, stop!"
As soon as Tang Peng withdrew his hand, the Burmese government troops outside started shouting.
Everyone looked up and saw several men in black disappearing at the door.
When the government troops were about to chase them out, Tang Peng shouted: "Wait a minute, it's one of our own! Tang Da, are they you?"
As soon as Tang Peng finished speaking, a man in black reappeared at the door, raising his rifle with both hands: "Young Master!"
"One of our own."
Tang Peng nodded to Jelina.
Jelina whispered something to an officer of the government army. The officer waved his hand, and the government soldier put down his gun.
Several people in black tights filed in from outside, it was Tang Da and the six of them.
It turned out that after the incident broke out, Francis did not come forward to command the battle in time. His hundreds of capable men could be said to be leaderless. Under the siege of the Burmese government troops, they were defeated without resistance for long.
And later on, the two leaders, who had always been in conflict, actually had internal strife, and each led his cronies to kill each other.
In this way, the battlefield situation was even more favorable to Tang Peng's side. Tang Da and others, who were originally performing peripheral response tasks, avoided a bloody battle. After calculating, they used the cover of the woods to sneak in.
When they first saw the smoking small wooden building, Tang Da and others were quite worried about Tang Peng. It was not until they heard his cry that they felt relieved.
After seeing Tang Da and others there, Tang Peng breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
Tang Da and others shook their heads without saying a word, and lined up in front of the small wooden building with guns in hand.
Although Tang Da and others only had six people, their backs were straight and they formed a straight line. They had the momentum of thousands of troops and actually suppressed hundreds of government troops on the opposite side.
As for Shan Xiao and others in the small wooden building, they are even more incomparable.
This also made them shocked: What is the origin of this Tang Peng, and he has such well-trained men? If we really hurt him, even if we can deal with the government troops, we will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of these people.
Tang Peng was very satisfied with the momentum and appearance of Tang Da and others. He closed the door of the safe and walked out of the small wooden building. After taking a step, he heard a bang from behind.
As Tang Peng turned around to look, the flashlight in Shan Xiao's hand also shone on the ground.
It turned out that when he was slamming the door of the safe, the white porcelain jar placed on top of it was shaken off, and it fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces.
He didn't care, but when he was about to turn his head, he was stunned for a moment: "Hey, what is this?"
On the ground, there was a small long metal object inserted into a piece of white porcelain.
Tang Peng knelt down and picked up the piece of white porcelain. He waved his left hand subconsciously, smiled knowingly, and came over with a flashlight.
By the light of the flashlight, Tang Peng could clearly see: This seemed to be a key that was only used during the Republic of China. The front end of the key was tightly surrounded by white porcelain.
In other words: before the white porcelain jar was fired, the key already existed in the clay body.
If the white porcelain jar hadn't been broken, no one would have thought that there would be a key hidden inside.
No one would hide a key in a featureless-looking white porcelain jar for no reason - even the dead Francis probably didn't know this secret.
So, what exactly does this key do?
Just as Tang Peng was holding the key and observing it carefully, he suddenly heard Shan Xiao say in a very low voice: "This is a key, I have seen it before!"
Tang Peng clasped his fingers, hid the key, and asked quietly in a low voice: "How come you've seen it before?"
"Because my father also has a key like this! Don't make it public for now. I will tell you in detail later."
Shan smiled and said, extinguishing the flashlight.
Tang Peng didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, turned around and strode out of the small wooden building.
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If it were left to the past, if the Burmese government wanted to encircle Francis and encountered strong resistance for at least ten minutes, Shan Xiao would have said something, forcing the Burmese military not to invest too much force.
But this time it was different. First, Francis was carelessly controlled by Tang Peng, and the Myanmar government army was strongly supported by Russia (Jelina privately represented Bayehev and made an arms deal with the Myanmar government and military.
), the troops were dispatched quickly and decisively, and it took more than twenty minutes to break down this hard nut.
By the time the news was learned over there, the fighting here had ended, and a certain leader in Myanmar had held a press conference to announce to the world that the drug lord Francis had been killed.
This sudden action by the Myanmar government forces is undoubtedly great news for anti-drug authorities around the world, and it has also changed the pattern of drug trafficking forces in the world.
However, no one would naively think that with the killing of Francis, the Golden Triangle, the world's largest drug manufacturing base, would disappear.
Francis' death only means that his era is over.
Just like when General Chachai was driven out of Kokang by him, there will definitely be a new force that will regain control of the Golden Triangle soon.
The mission of the Golden Triangle is to manufacture drugs and provide spiritual food for fifty million drug addicts around the world, just like the existence of the anti-drug police.
The Myanmar government, the world's anti-drug organizations, and the poppy farmers in the Golden Triangle do not care about Francis' life or death.
He is just a passing guest in the Kokang Special Zone of the Golden Triangle.
However, some people are very concerned about his life and death.
For example, third uncle.
No matter how big something happens, even if the original plan of Hua Miao and others to go to Iraq is leaked, the third uncle can always remain calm enough like his old master.
But this time, when he reported the news to the old man, even he could hear that his voice was trembling: "Old, old man, something happened over there at Guogan!"
The old man who was holding a tea bowl and about to drink water paused and asked calmly: "What's wrong? The Myanmar government troops are encircling the Kokang base again?"
The third uncle's head hung low: "Yes, and besides, Francis has been killed in the battle, and the base...the base has been completely destroyed."
The old man who had been as calm as an ancient well from ten years ago suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a sharp light!
Although the third uncle did not look up, he could feel the chill on the back of his neck, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Before the old man could ask questions, the third uncle whispered: "Our people in the Southwest Military Region did not receive Francis's request for help at all. After receiving the news, the fighting there had ended within half an hour. Immediately afterwards,
Leaders of relevant departments in Myanmar held a press conference to announce the news to the world, saying that government troops had killed Francis on the spot..."
The old man didn't speak. After a long time, he asked in a deep voice: "Who participated in this encirclement and suppression?"
The old man knew very well that it would be absolutely impossible for the Myanmar government forces to successfully kill Francis.
The third uncle answered in an uncertain tone: "After the incident, our people in Myanmar got information and said that after the battle, a simple leopard figure was found next to Francis' body -"
"American Leopard!"
The old man said these three words one by one, raised his hand and smashed the tea bowl on the ground.
The sound is crisp and harsh!
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The battle that took place last night did not have much impact on the Kokang area.
For local residents, this is a normal thing, just like residents living in China, when they hear that their neighbors are having conflicts and the ladies from the two families are acting violently on the street.
After hearing this, I just laughed it off, living as I should: Francis is dead, but the bold drug manufacturing industry will not stop, just like mango wine will continue to operate as usual.
The only difference is that there is a new boss.
According to well-informed sources, Dan Xiao, a young girl who used to work as a bartender at Mango Wine, now has the support of the Myanmar government and has become the boss of that wine shop.
(Today is New Year's Eve, I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve in advance! Brothers will also be celebrating the New Year with their parents, so I will upload one section for the time being, and try to make up for it on the first day of the new year! Everyone, remember to be happy! Also: Thank you Wang Yida for the firecrackers,