Chapter 283 Drug Lords Conference
Xiaoye did not return to his room. After breaking up with Geely, he walked alone to a secluded place in the wild and called Lengxue.
Lengxue was very excited when he received the call from him. After briefly introducing the situation in the province, he began to elaborate on his expansion to Linzhou.
The three northeastern provinces now have Qiuye's power. Although the power that extends to the other two provinces is not as overwhelming as Heilongjiang Province, Qiuye has a good foundation. It needs money, people, and guns, no matter where it is.
They are not something that ordinary gangs can compete with.
Mentioning the gun, Xiaoye asked: "Have we had any transactions with Daquan recently?"
Lengxue said: "Of course, we just sold them a batch of fans and bought thirty boxes of arms a while ago. Brother Xiaoye, now the gang's power is expanding and there are more and more people. There are always brothers chasing me for guns.
, I plan to buy a large batch later."
Xiaoye nodded secretly, smiled proudly, and said: "You should get in touch with Daquan now. I want their weapons to be clear. Rocket launchers, mines, rifles, no matter what they are, as long as they can be used in war, give me a weapon."
Once it is recorded, the price must also be stated.”
Lengxue was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then the blood in his head boiled and burned, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Xiaoye, why do you want the arms for war? It's not about peace, you want to go to war with the government. Anyway, you sit in the country
Head of State, I will be the first to support you!"
Xiaoye raised his head and smiled and said: "I think you are more courageous than me. Why don't you start a war with the government? Aren't we living very comfortably now? We are not dissatisfied with the current situation. I want arms to deal with the Golden Triangle."
"What? Brother Xiaoye, are you in the Golden Triangle?" Lengxue slapped his head and sighed: "Look at me, when I was so happy, I even forgot to ask where Brother Xiaoye was. By the way, Brother Xiaoye, are you safe in the Golden Triangle? They didn't treat you.
It’s not good.”
"No!" Xiaoye smiled and said, "The scenery here is beautiful, the people are friendly, and it is a relatively peaceful country."
Xiaoye didn't want his brothers to worry, so he had no choice but to talk nonsense.
Lengxue was relieved after hearing this, and muttered: "Brother Xiaoye is too fast, he is so unpredictable."
Xiaoye chuckled and said, "Okay, I'm going to do what I just said. I need it urgently."
Lengxue said: "How can I give you the information later? Do you have any media such as fax or computer?"
Xiaoye looked at the surrounding environment. There were no electric poles, let alone fax machines and computers. He shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It seems that you will have to read to me in a while."
Xiaoye understood Yizhuang's concerns and felt relaxed. He first went to see the injured fat man.
The fat man was crawling on the bed and sleeping soundly. His buttocks were raised very high, and there were a lot of gauze on them. Xiaoye shook his head and did not disturb him. Seeing the fat man sleeping soundly, he also felt a little tired. He yawned and replied.
Room to rest.
I originally wanted to have a good night's sleep, but I was so cold-blooded that the phone call came back within five minutes of me lying down.
Xiaoye held back his fatigue and took notes on the types, prices, performance, etc. that Lengxue mentioned one by one, and then added 50% to the price of each item. After finally finishing it, he let out a long sigh,
Fell on the bed.
As Geely said, the evening banquet was indeed grand.
Four circles in a square were packed tightly with people, and it looked like the number of people was no less than a thousand.
There were bonfires piled up everywhere in the venue, with fresh whole lambs placed on them, which had been roasted until they turned red, and the strong aroma of meat filled the entire place.
The woman kept weaving in and out of the crowd, pouring wine, and was so angry that it was so lively.
This was the scene in front of Xiaoye when he was pulled from the bed to the square by Geely. The lively scene made him energetic, and he sat in the crowd with a smile on his face.
The general was sitting behind a large table, with his personal guards standing behind him. After seeing Xiaoye coming, the general stood up and greeted: "Mr. Xiaoye is my distinguished guest, please come and sit here!"
Ji Li chuckled, picked up Xiaoye and walked over. The fat man came at some point and sat next to the general. To be precise, he was kneeling there. His butt was injured, so he had to adopt this position.
At the general's signal, Xiaoye walked to his right side and sat on the ground.
The general looked around, stood up and waved his hand. The surrounding sounds suddenly died down, leaving only the squeaking sound of roasted lamb.
The general said loudly in Burmese: "Yesterday the enemy launched a surprise attack on us, and their number was several times ours. But you, my soldiers, withstood the beastly attack of the Shan Eastern Alliance Army, and finally made them flee and fight for us."
Wabang fought for honor.
Although, more than three hundred brothers are buried here, let us pay tribute to their bravery." After saying that, he raised the wine glass and poured it on the ground, and other soldiers followed suit and poured the wine in the bowl at their feet.
Although Xiaoye didn't understand what he was talking about, he knew from his appearance that he was paying homage to the dead soldiers. He smiled inwardly. It seemed that this general had not only learned Chinese language and military affairs, but also imitated Chinese customs in a good way.
After thinking about it, Xiaoye also looked sad, drank half of the wine in the glass, and spilled the rest on the ground.
After a brief moment of silence, the general clapped his hands.
Several soldiers pressed the three naked prisoners into the field. He Qiang stood up and said loudly: "Before eating, let's play a game. Let's send three people to fight with these three Shantong dogs. Who can win in the shortest time?"
If he kills his opponent within a few seconds, he will be the winner, and the general will receive a heavy reward!"
After hearing this, the Wabang soldiers all flexed their fists and palms, intending to test their skills.
At this time, three young and energetic soldiers jumped out of the crowd and walked to the field, and cheers and applause suddenly broke out around them.
Each of the three soldiers was given a gleaming machete. After loosening the prisoners' ropes, they picked out their opponents.
Xiaoye looked at the desperate eyes of the prisoner, and the result had already appeared in front of his eyes. He said to the fat man next to him: "I think the general asked the soldiers to prepare to start the massacre!"
The fat man looked at the scene with excitement and said with a smile: "Of course. None of these prisoners will survive. It's a waste of bullets to shoot them. It's better to give them to the soldiers as training tools."
The fat man said with a relaxed expression, but Xiaoye was secretly frightened. It seemed that his ideas were fundamentally different from theirs after all. He was deeply despised by Wabang's primitive people's practices.
It was indeed as Xiaoye imagined, where there was no fighting, it was simply a one-sided massacre.
The soldiers brandished machetes and chased the defenseless prisoners. In just a moment, the three of them were slashed until they were covered in blood and fell to the ground.
The soldiers who were lagging behind were unwilling to give up and stabbed the prisoner's body several times.
The victorious soldiers looked excited and were rewarded by the general with a sum of almost one hundred yuan, which is already a large amount in Myanmar.
Then, the soldiers who were guarding the prisoners came up and dragged the corpse down. At the same time, they pulled up three more prisoners. Their fate was the same as the previous three, and they soon lay dead on the ground.
The mutton had been roasted and placed in front of Xiaoye. Seeing that the general and the fat man next to him were eating and watching the slaughter in the field with great interest, he had no appetite at all.
In fact, whether it is the Wa Gang in the Golden Triangle or the wild Shan Eastern Allied Forces, they are basically the same, and sometimes there is no humanity at all in them.
This meal can be said to be the most nauseating meal Xiaoye has ever eaten, even though the aroma from the venue tried its best to squeeze into his nose.
The next day, the general held a meeting in the Golden Triangle, attended by major drug lords from various Southeast Asian regions, to discuss how to distribute this year's poor drug harvest.
Early in the morning, the Golden Triangle became busy, and bosses from various regions came from time to time.
In the general's hall, several people were already sitting around the long central table, discussing with each other how many floors they could be assigned to this time.
No one here knows Xiaoye, and since he is young, no one takes him seriously, so naturally no one talks to him.
Xiaoye felt relaxed and at ease, alone with his eyes closed and meditating. Listening to the various foreign accents next to him was actually an interesting thing.
After all the invited people had arrived, the general came out of the inner room.
Drug lords from all over the country stood up to say hello to him. They were all overlords in the region, but when they arrived in the Golden Triangle, they had to restrain their dominance and were even more polite to General Sang. After all, the source of their goods came from here.
The general waved his hand, told everyone to sit down, and said: "Everyone already knows that today's harvest in the Golden Triangle is not ideal. There are only so many supplies in front of you. I can't say how to divide them specifically. What do you think should be done?"
Everyone looked at each other, and a middle-aged man with a flat head and round face said: "I have hundreds of brothers waiting for me to eat. I plan to collect two layers of this year's goods."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone said dissatisfiedly: "You are not the only one who has brothers waiting to eat! None of you are sitting here. Your boss has a huge appetite. He wants to walk up two floors with just one mouthful. The rest of us are drinking
Is the northwest wind going?"
"Hmph!" The round face sneered and said: "It's polite to walk two floors. Our Vietnamese gang has such an appetite. You Aberdeen are nothing. You still have a place to talk here."
A middle-aged man in his thirties with dyed golden hair laughed and said: "I don't care how you divide it between you. This year it will be the same as usual. I will accept 500 kilograms."
"Five hundred kilograms? You fucking lion has to open your mouth. This is the third-tier product this year!"
Objections suddenly sounded, and everyone stated the number they wanted, arguing. Only three people in the hall did not speak.
One is Xiaoye with a smile on his face, the other is a steady general, and the other is a young man less than thirty years old with a scar on his face.
The young man never said a word after entering the hall, but kept looking at his fingers. His fingers were very white, thin, and long, and were more beautiful than women's hands.
So even Xiaoye couldn't help but take a second look, and secretly praised him in his heart. He felt that this young man was definitely not a thing in the pool.
The people's arguments became louder and louder. The young man sighed and said, "What a bunch of annoying guys!" After saying that, he took out a gun from nowhere and pointed it at the blushing middle-aged man next to him.
A person's head is like a shot.
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot, but the middle-aged man fell down on his back without saying a word.
To be continued...