"Weapons experts? What level of weapons experts need to cause secret battles among the three countries?"
Monk Wu's face looked a little ugly: "Behind Tengchuan's military industry are the country r and country m."
"Where can our little body withstand the struggle at the national level?"
"Is this saving people? Lao Zhang is trying to save us!"
Chu Han didn't think so much about saving lives.
He said lightly: "It depends on how valuable these dozen weapon experts are. It is worth it to save their lives."
"What are you anxious about? The one you should be anxious about now is Zhang Dahai."
After saying that, Chu Han put on his clothes and walked out of the room.
"How long can Gongga Kunmu be controlled?"
"About a day, I have been taking medicine for a long time. His mind is no different from a three-year-old child." said Monk Wu.
"The main goal now is to take full control of Mendram."
Chu Han stretched and said happily to the monk Wu: "Let's go around Mendram. Don't think too much about saving people. Mendram is our basic foundation, so you can't be careless."
"become."
The two of them said, and walked around Songsai Town along the intersection.
Because I have seen Chu Han around Gongga Kunmu, the people in Mengdram did not regard Chu Han as an outsider.
No one stopped Chu Han from wandering around.
Originally, it was enough to just go around the town, but today was the market day. The villagers in the villages around the town would bring their own agricultural products, tobacco and bamboo baskets to the town for sale.
So early in the morning, the town was quite lively.
But what is even more interesting is that a team holding a sign asking local farmers to stop selling marijuana poppy su on the street in Song Sai Town, Chuhan.
In such a country where drug traffickers and warlords are rampant and the authorities dare not control drug traffickers, there are people holding banners and publicly asking for a stop to drug trafficking.
On both sides of the road, vendors selling fruit, fish, meat, tobacco find a good location early.
In the middle of the road, a team of more than a dozen people walked through the streets with their east and west.
Chu Han can't understand the text above.
After saying curiously, Monk Wu checked it on the computer and his expression became very strange.
"Their thing says drug trafficking is a country that is causing trouble, and drug traffickers are asking drug trafficking to stop drug trafficking, and local officials are required to ban farmers from growing hemp poppy..."
"No, 90% of farmers in Laos rely on growing marijuana and poppy su to eat a hot meal. If they leave drugs and do not sell drugs, these farmers will starve to death."
"In such a country that is deeply bound to drugs, there are people who resist drug trafficking?"
Chu Han followed the team with great interest and said happily: "In the smoky environment, there are always one or two people who understand that they are not."
"The farmers in Laos grow drugs and they also take drugs themselves. The whole country goes from children to young and middle-aged people, and if they leave drugs, they will become sick. This is also the source of minerals, otherwise it will become a paradise for invaders."
"Go to find an interpreter, I'll go up and talk to these interesting people about life ideals."
"become."
Monk Wu found the translation as quickly as possible.
But when we arrived again, we found Chu Han hiding aside to watch the fun.
In front, in the resistance team, a young man who looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old was shot to death by a drug dealer in the street, and the scene was full of riots.
"What happened?" said Monk Wu.
"I'm not very clear. This group of people had already left well. After walking to Bangmu's territory, they encountered a drug dealer with a gun. After a few words, they were shot and killed by the drug dealer."
Chu Han looked at the translator: "Hurry up and work, what are those people yelling?"
In the middle of the street, several young people in the resistance team gathered around a corpse and cried.
Crazy cursing the drug dealer holding a gun.
The drug dealer sneered with a gun, his face full of disdain.
The translator said: "The young man in the lead is saying that drugs are dragging the entire country into the bottomless abyss bit by bit. The current situation enjoys the high benefits brought by drug trafficking. He thinks that I only sell drugs but not drugs. He doesn't know that when the entire country becomes a drug planting site, even if you don't smoke, your wife and husband, and your children will smoke."
"If this continues, people in the entire country will become addicts without three generations, and children born with congenital defects and are extremely dependent on drugs at birth."
"From the long-term perspective, I now feel that drug trafficking is harming others, and that it is yourself who makes money. In fact, drug trafficking is not only harming others, but also harming your children and descendants."
The leading young man roared passionately in tears.
The drug dealer holding a gun beside him muttered a few words, still full of disdain.
Chu Han said happily: "What did the one holding the gun just say?"
The translator said: "He said everyone was relying on drug trafficking, and he was not wrong. If the leading young man didn't take him to get out of here, he would shoot again."
"Is that true?"
Chu Han happily walked towards the leading young man.
He walked to the man, looked down at him condescendingly, and said in Mandarin of Long Kingdom: "What's your name?"
The translator was about to speak, but he didn't expect that the leading young man actually spoke fluent Chinese and asked in confusion: "Are you from Long?"
Chu Han nodded: "I think you said something just now and it's very forward-looking."
The young man blushed and smiled bitterly: "What's the point of saying it well?"
"Look at these people in my motherland, look at their old and numb faces with drugs. Drug trafficking is depleting the future of the country. With such a simple truth, no one realized that even if they realized they wanted to sell drugs, because they only know how to grow marijuana. There is no wheat and rice in their fields, only marijuana!"
The drug dealer holding a gun next to him couldn't understand Long Guo dialect, and he was already quite impatient.
He raised his gun and planned to take action. Seeing this, Chu Han quickly took out a big red banknote and stuffed it into his hand, and said to the young man: "Tell this drug dealer with the gun, let him get out."
The young man was stunned and stared at Chu Han: "He will kill you."
"He won't." Chu Han smiled confidently: "Why do we make a bet and tell me this sentence. If he doesn't shoot me to death, you'll go with me, how about it?"
"This..." the young man shook his head: "I can't bet on someone else's life."
Chu Han was speechless: "My mother, where did you learn a nerd spirit?"
Too lazy to talk to him more, Chu Han took out a red banknote and gave it to the translator: "Tell this guy with a gun, I'll let him get out."
The translator immediately told the sentence after taking the money.
When the drug dealer with the gun heard this, he was furious and was about to raise his gun.
But just as he raised his hand, Chu Han's three red bills hit him directly on the face.
After taking the money, the drug dealer stopped getting angry.
Chu Han was so eager that he said to the translator: "Tell him again and ask him to bow to me and call me dad. If you call me well, I'll give him another five hundred!"