The convoy had indeed left. The Japanese sighed. Everything in this plan was planned perfectly. Why did it fail in the end? This may be God's will. He shook his head helplessly and handed the computer to Tianji.
However, the Japanese's ambitions were not yet dead. They turned on the mini walkie-talkie next to their ears and prepared to call for reinforcements downstairs. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a chill on his neck. Xiaoye's hand was already on his throat. It was still the same face that made him feel disgusted.
With a smile on his face, he just shook his head at him from time to time and reached out to turn off his radio.
The Japanese didn't expect Xiaoye to do something to him, so he said coldly: "You want to kill me?"
Xiaoye smiled and said: "I don't like killing, but I don't care about killing either. If some people's actions make me unhappy, I have to use a method I don't like to solve the problem."
The Japanese also laughed and said: "If I die here, you will become the natural enemy of the Japanese Skeleton Gang. At least ten people downstairs saw me following you to the rooftop."
The Japanese were exaggerating, but Xiaoye had to believe that he had indeed followed him to the rooftop. When Xiaoye was stunned, the Japanese quickly struck back and pointed a gun at Xiaoye's head.
The four people on the rooftop stopped talking. Both of them felt that they were outside the conflict, and they couldn't figure out what the relationship between Xiaoye and Tianji was.
The heat in the air and the oppressive atmosphere on the rooftop completely merged, making people breathless. Xiaoye slowly narrowed his eyes and pushed the hand that was in front of the Japanese throat forward again, and blood slid down his fingers.
It reached Xiaoye's hand and finally landed on the marble tiles that were heated by the sun.
Xiaoye said: "Don't think that I really don't dare to kill you. When I do it, I have no idea. I can kill you, but you can't kill me."
Feeling the burning pain in his throat and looking at the blood dripping on the ground, the Japanese's eyes widened, he clenched his gun and said, "You can try, I don't believe my bullets are slower than yours."
Xiaoye chuckled, approached the Japanese, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If you kill me with a gun, you won't be able to get away with it!"
"You," the Japanese's palms were sweating, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. Xiaoye's words hit his vital point. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Xiaoye saw it in his eyes. If he let such an opportunity go, he would not be Xiaoye. He put away his hand and turned a blind eye to the gun pointed at him. He smiled and said: "You didn't see me today, and I didn't see you. The two of us were fighting.
If we go on, we will only lose both sides, don’t you think?”
After all, this Japanese was not an ordinary person. He also put away his gun, looked at Xiaoye, smiled, yawned and said, "I've been too tired these past few days. I just wanted to take a rest when I went upstairs."
"Clever!" Xiaoye looked up at the sky and said, "It seems it's getting late, and nothing has happened yet. Why don't we go downstairs and get ready to go home?"
"Well, that makes sense!" The Japanese nodded and was really about to go downstairs.
The original assassination of the Japanese Prime Minister ended so easily. Xiaoye glanced at Tianji lightly, and Tianji quietly gave him a thumbs up.
Xiaoye walked out of the building with Qingqing and stretched himself. Qingqing didn't know what happened on the rooftop. He just saw Tianji following Xiaoye into the elevator. He didn't know what happened next. He asked: "Brother Xiaoye, how did you do this?"
Something?"
"It's very simple!" Xiaoye explained the matter lightly, "Now, we should go back."
The two returned to the hotel and ordered a few food and drinks. Xiaoye and Qingqing were already eating with their stomachs pounding.
Back in the hotel room, Xiaoye could finally take off the hypocritical mask he had been wearing all day long, soak his stiff body in the tub, close his eyes, and enjoy this moment of peace. This was his most relaxing moment.
Even if the sky falls, he won't bother to move. Is there anything more important in the world than the sky falling?
have!
He knocked ruthlessly on the bathroom door and shouted: "Brother Xiaoye, it's not good! Brother Xiaoye, it's not good!"
Xiaoye sighed secretly, looking at the bathroom door that could still stand upright despite such ruthless destruction, and lamented that the facilities in a five-star hotel were not generally sturdy. He sat up lazily and asked lazily: "What's the matter?
Has the sky fallen?"
The ruthless voice outside the door changed slightly and said loudly: "Iron Hand was assassinated and is now being treated in the hospital!"
"What?" Xiaoye jumped out of the bathtub on reflex, and the secret passage was like the sky was falling. There are not many people in this world who can really worry him, and Tie Shou is one of them.
He didn't bother to get dressed, opened the bathroom door, grabbed Dong Xinlei's collar, and said, "What did you just say? Say it again!"
Wu Qingqing swallowed and tried to calm down his voice, but still said with some trembling: "I just received a call. Iron Hand was assassinated and was seriously injured. He is now being rescued in the hospital. His life and death are unknown!"
As he spoke, the corners of his eyes were a little moist. His feelings for Tie Shou were no less than those of Xiao Ye.
Xiaoye paused for half a minute, finally came to his senses, and said hurriedly: "You go downstairs to find a car, we are going back to Harbin now." After saying that, he quickly put on his clothes, Xiaoye narrowed his eyes, and secretly prayed for Tie Shou's safety.
However, at this moment, Xiaoye's phone rang. She picked up the phone and saw that it was cold-blooded.
"Brother Xiaoye, Tie Shou was assassinated, you should know it too!"
Xiaoye lit a cigarette, "Yeah!"
"Tie Shou has woken up. It was the Skeleton Gang who did it. Should we take action?"
Xiaoye took a few puffs of cigarette and gradually calmed down, "We'll talk about everything after I go back. Since Tie Shou is awake, I won't go back yet. After I go back from the Golden Triangle, the Skeleton Gang will be destroyed.
Already."
After hanging up the phone, Xiaoye gave Qingqing a faint look and said, "Tie Shou is fine, don't worry! But we should leave now, you go back and help Leng Xue! I'll be fine on my own over there in the Golden Triangle!"
"How about that..."
Qingqing wanted to speak, but Xiaoye waved his hand and interrupted him, "This is my order!"
He lowered his head helplessly.
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Yunnan is located at the extreme southwest end of China, bordering Myanmar and Vietnam.
This small town with only about 16,000 people is located at the extreme southwest end of Xishuangbanna, Yunnan Province. It does not exceed 400 square kilometers and is the last gateway from China to Myanmar.
Compared with the big cities along the coast, this place lags far behind. There is basically no industrialization, but it also has the beautiful scenery, pleasant climate, vast forests, and clear rivers in Dalluo.
Xiaoye has never felt that the air in the world is so fresh, the sky is so blue, and the ground is so green.
It's so good to be alive! He felt it in his heart. The fat man on the side looked at Xiaoye and asked with a smile: "Brother, how does it feel without the hustle and bustle of the city?"
Xiaoye pointed to the mountains in the distance and sighed: "If I stand on the top of the mountain and open my arms, I will definitely feel that I am flying, soaring in the sky like an eagle!"
"Don't be ridiculous." The fat man is from Burma's Burang tribe and is not very proficient in Chinese culture. He couldn't understand what he was saying, so he said dissatisfiedly: "Can you say something I can understand?"
"Haha!" Xiaoye looked up and smiled, patted the fat man on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "Rough man, you really disgrace the scenery!" Then he walked away quickly.
He understood what he said, and pointed out that Xiaoye was unhappy and said: "What's the air? You just studied a few more years than me!"
This is a place where ethnic minorities live together, and the customs and customs are very different from those in the mainland.
Xiaoye and Fatty walked to a street in China and Myanmar. The latter pointed to the mountains in the distance and said, "That's the Golden Triangle."
Xiaoye raised his eyes and looked up. There were mountains and mountains and dense forests. He couldn't tell which one was which. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to be so close to China."
"Yes!" The fat man sighed: "Although there are only a few towns separated in the middle, there are many checkpoints, each occupied by local forces. It would be troublesome if you really want to pass by land."
Xiaoye asked: "Aren't we going by land?"
"Of course!" Fatty said: "When we enter Myanmar, we will go directly by helicopter. It will be very quick, only one hour."
"I heard that there are always wars between your local forces," Xiaoye worried: "They won't shoot down the plane we're on, right?"
The fat man said: "Probably not. The local forces' armies don't have very advanced weapons, which few of us, including our Wa Alliance Army, have."
He looked at Xiaoye, curled up his lips and said, "Boy, you are so proud. Not everyone can fly the general's helicopter. Of course, this has something to do with my lobbying."
"Oh?" Xiaoye nodded and sighed: "Some people are so thick-skinned that they say they have any merit even though they obviously have no merit.
The general's army had outdated weapons and had little advantage in fighting other forces. That's why they were interested in the weapons-for-drugs plan I proposed, so they sent a helicopter to pick me up to express their concern.
But does this have anything to do with your lobbying? You just spread the word!"
"This..." The old fat man's face turned red, he patted Xiaoye's back vigorously, put on an ugly smile, and sighed: "Oh, brother is so awesome, I can't hide anything from you, haha, haha!"
Xiaoye and Fatty have always had a good relationship since the first day they met. They have frequent phone calls and their friendship has become deeper and deeper, although there is still a sense of using each other in the middle.
But Xiaoye spoke in front of him without any obstruction, so Fatty didn't show any sign of anger after being laughed at by Xiaoye.
The fat man looked at the time and said, "Brother, it's getting late. I think we'd better leave early."
Xiaoye said: "The guest follows the host. It's best to find a car. I don't like walking."
The fat man sighed: "You can't do it without taking a car. Recently, the Chinese government has increased its efforts on drug smuggling, and it has become more difficult to enter and leave the border. I'll see if I can find an acquaintance to take you out."
Xiaoye smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, I've already prepared it." After saying that, he took out a certificate he had obtained from Tianji earlier and flashed it in front of Fatty's eyes.
The fat man asked: "What is this?"
"Military Special Pass!"
The fat man found an open jeep, and the driver was a Hani young man in his mid-twenties, who seemed to be familiar with the fat man.
Xiaoye didn't know his real name and just followed the old ghost in calling him Ladybug.
Ladybird is a passionate person, which may have something to do with the lively and cheerful character of the Hani people. His nationality is Burmese like Fatty, but he has lived in China longer than in his own country, and he belongs directly to the outside world of the Golden Triangle.
Liaison Department.
Ladybug is more familiar with the environment here than Fatty. In this multi-ethnic town, Hani and Blang people who have settled here can be seen everywhere, and they are dressed exactly like the residents of Myanmar.
The jeep quickly drove to the border checkpoint. Armed policemen wearing military uniforms and carrying submachine guns came to the car and asked to show relevant exit documents.
The fat man was about to get his passport when Xiaoye stopped him and handed him the pass.
The armed policeman picked it up and looked at it carefully, and then looked at Xiaoye suspiciously. The latter smiled slightly and handed the certificate to the armed policeman. The armed policeman did not dare to neglect, said please wait a moment, and quickly ran to Pai Zheng who was sitting aside to enjoy the cool air.
Give Xiaoye's ID to the platoon leader for inspection.
The platoon leader was more experienced than the armed police. He opened his ID and immediately became energetic. He strode up to Xiao Ye and saluted him with a standard military salute.
Xiaoye's heart was shocked, and he smiled slightly and said: "You're welcome." Seeing that he had no airs, the platoon leader relaxed and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to perform a mission?"
Xiaoye took the opportunity to nod. The platoon leader said: "If you need help anywhere, please just say it. We are all on our own." Then he waved to the back to let him go.
Xiaoye said thank you, patted Ladybug on the shoulder and asked him to drive. After passing the buffer zone of several hundred meters, the fat man turned around and looked at Xiaoye up and down for a long time before saying, "I really can't tell, brother is so powerful.
.Every time we come in or out, we check for more than ten minutes. It's good for you, brother, to let everyone go as soon as the ID is issued!"
Xiaoye laughed twice and said, "Where."
The jeep drove for an hour and arrived at Mongla in Myanmar.
This is where the fat man said he wanted to take the helicopter. Mongla is not big, just a small town with a population of less than 60,000, but it is extremely prosperous.
There are hotels, guesthouses, and entertainment centers on both sides of the street, one after another, and all kinds of high-end cars are crowded outside.
Xiaoye couldn't help but sigh: "What a prosperous town!"
The fat man smiled strangely and said: "Of course. The economy here mainly relies on this support." As he said that, he pointed to the entertainment cities that can be seen everywhere along the road.
"Oh?" Xiaoye asked, "That is?"
Ladybug smiled and said: "That is a casino supported by the local government. The prosperity of Mongla depends on it. Of course, drug trading is also an inevitable pillar industry."
"Haha!" Xiaoye smiled helplessly and sighed: "It is a prosperous town, but it has to be lamentable that the prosperity is so abnormal."
Mongla was temporarily occupied by the Shan Eastern Alliance Army. They and the Owa Allied Forces were fighting over the snatching of poppies. From time to time, troops ran through the streets in the town.
Ladybug had to be careful when driving on the street. After all, they belonged to the Wa Alliance, and their lives might not be guaranteed if their chassis was slightly defective.
The situation in Myanmar is very chaotic. Local armed forces are powerful and the government is helpless. Wars often occur between local forces because of their interests.
The Golden Triangle is occupied by the Vanuatu Allied Forces, but their dominance is also unstable and may be attacked by other forces at any time.
The jeep slowly passed through Mongla and stopped in a dense forest not far from the outskirts.
Fatty had just had a phone call with the headquarters and said to Xiaoye: "We'll wait here, the plane will be here soon."
Before Xie Wendong could say anything, a small detachment of the Shan Eastern Allied Forces came over. There were about a dozen people, all of whom were heavily armed.
Ladybug was startled and asked urgently: "Fat man, are they coming for us? We don't have any weapons on us, so we will suffer losses if we use our hands."
The fat man said calmly: "Not necessarily. Stay calm and don't look at them. You really can't hide from them and then adapt to the situation."
Ladybug muttered: "If you can't avoid it, why adapt to it? You will become a sieve before you can change."
Having said that, I still pretended to be nonchalant and sat on the grass against the tree, as if enjoying the shade.
On the contrary, Xiaoye looked relaxed. He didn't take these dozen short Burmese men seriously at all, and he also had a gun in his hand. If he really wanted to take action, he would not necessarily suffer a loss.
The team slowly walked through the path beside them. The leading noncommissioned officer suddenly stopped and walked towards where Xiaoye and the other three were.
Ladybug froze and quietly touched a stone on the ground next to her. The fat man's face remained unchanged, he patted Xiaoye's hand and whispered: "Brother, don't speak, it will be troublesome if he hears that you are a foreigner."
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Xiaoye nodded with a smile.
The sergeant came over with a smile on his face and spoke some language that Xiaoye couldn't understand.
The fat man laughed and replied calmly. The sergeant nodded, touched his pocket, and said something with a troubled expression.
The fat man smiled and agreed, took out the cigarette from his pocket, opened the cigarette case, his face changed, there was not a cigarette left in it. He smiled apologetically to the sergeant, turned to Xiaoye and mumbled a few words.
Although Xiaoye didn't understand what he was saying, he already guessed it in his mind. He took out cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the sergeant.
The sergeant took it with a smile, and looked surprised when he saw the name "China" written on the cigarette.
Xiaoye was shocked and secretly cursed himself for being confused. Didn't the writing on the cigarette already indicate that he was from China?
The sergeant lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled the light smoke after a long while, with endless aftertaste and a look of enjoyment. Then his eyes drifted to the cigarette case in Xiaoye's hand from time to time.
The fat man cleverly winked at Xiaoye, who immediately understood and put the cigarette into the sergeant's hand.
The sergeant waved his hand quickly, and the fat man said a few more words. Then he excitedly picked up the cigarette, thanked Xiaoye and the fat man, and left with a smile.