Seeing that Ye Qiu didn't speak, the foreigner hurriedly said: "I have been in China for many years. I grew up watching Chinese martial arts movies when I was a child. I have always had a kung fu dream. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I
I have also visited many masters and practiced many martial arts."
Ye Qiu looked at his bloated figure speechlessly. Westerners' bodies grow very quickly. They are already much taller than Easterners at the age of fifteen or sixteen. However, they will collapse quickly as they get older. If you don't pay attention to maintenance, your three-year-old body will grow faster.
A teenager who looks like he might be in his forties or fifties.
The guy in front of me doesn't look like he's practicing martial arts.
The foreigner still didn't speak when he saw Ye Qiu, and hurriedly walked back. He came back not long after, and whispered: "Young man, look, these are the ointments and martial arts secrets that I bought from a master named Wang Ling."
There are actually martial arts secrets?
Could this guy have been deceived?
Ye Qiu became a little curious when he heard this. He took a look at the so-called secret books and his face darkened.
Although this has a fancy name for Yin Yang Gong, but... isn't this radio gymnastics!
Can this foreigner actually believe it?
Outrageous!
"And this ointment."
The foreigner whispered mysteriously: "According to Master Wang Ling, this ointment was handed down from his ancestor during the Republic of China. Applying a little every time you practice can strengthen your skin. I applied it several times."
Years later, I still feel it is very useful.”
With the precedent of the secret book, Ye Qiu took a look at the ointment and couldn't help but have an idea.
The foreigner's skin looks quite fair. Could this ointment be a moisturizer?
"When I first saw this ointment, I was hesitant to buy it. After all, I didn't know if it was useful, and it was quite expensive. However, Master Wang Ling said that the price of this ointment will not change for 100 years. It will be the same whether you buy it early or late.
, I heard it was a good deal, so I bought it.”
When Ye Qiu heard this, he suddenly said: "According to an inflation rate of 3% a year, prices will increase 19 times in 100 years. In other words, the cost of this ointment may be very low. At the price you buy it, you can sell it no matter what."
It’s a lot of money.”
The foreigner was stunned when he heard this.
What the hell?
When we talk about martial arts, why do we talk about inflation? Can we still have a good chat?
But then he suddenly reacted and felt a pain in his heart: "What do you mean, I was killed?"
Ye Qiu returned the secret book to the other party, patted his shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, at least the whitening effect of this ointment should be quite good."
This foreigner felt that Ye Qiu and his gang were very mysterious, and their actions looked like knights in martial arts movies. When he heard what he said, he felt that Ye Qiu was not lying to him, and that the ointment was actually useless.
"What about this secret book..." the foreigner asked with a sad face: "Should I continue to practice?"
Ye Qiu picked up a rope and lit it.
Looking at the burning rope, the foreigner was stunned, and then said thoughtfully: "Your consciousness is that even the most ordinary piece of rope will have a glorious day, so I should continue to practice?"
Ye Qiu glanced at him: "I mean, if you continue to practice this thing, you are just wasting your life."
foreigner:……
Ye Qiu couldn't help but said speechlessly: "Don't believe in these nonsense things in the future. There is no martial arts in this world. If you have time, you might as well practice boxing."
The other party is too old. Even if there is a chance to come into contact with martial arts, there is no chance to practice it. It is better to cut off his thoughts now.
The foreigner nodded in despair and returned to his seat, then his companion hurriedly asked him.
"How about it?"
"Does he know kung fu?"
"The person next to him just now was so handsome."
"Those people seem to be centered on him, so this person must be more powerful. Steve, if you ask for any useful information, you must tell us."
The foreigner named Steve said a few words speechlessly, and then the question became what brand of moisturizing ointment was this fake, so it was so effective.
Soon, the atmosphere in the car became lively again, but it was basically the group of foreigners who started it.
I have to say that these guys are really optimistic. They have just experienced a robbery. At this time, they can still laugh heartlessly. For example, other people in the car can't laugh.
Of course, this is also because the educational concepts of the East and the West are different. Westerners are hedonistic, while the education of Easterners conveys more of a sense of family responsibility and national responsibility.
With a burden on your shoulders, hedonism is naturally impossible.
…
Half an hour later, the next shuttle bus followed.
The young man who volunteered to be the driver got out of the car and ran to negotiate with the other driver.
This time.
Everyone who had been relaxing outside returned to the car.
Zhang Yan has been secretly sizing up Ye Qiu since she got in the car, her expression somewhat hesitant to speak.
Ye Qiu noticed it and said, "Sister, what do you want to say?"
Zhang Yan, who was thinking about something, was startled by such a conversation, and then hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no."
Ye Qiu said: "You have been looking at me since before. If you have anything to say, just say it. I am not doing anything to you."
Zhang Yan's face suddenly became nervous when she heard this, she opened her mouth, and after a while she whispered: "Are you really a Red Scorpion person?"
Ye Qiu slapped his head and realized how strange her behavior was. He couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not from Red Scorpion, I just lied to them. You also know that Red Scorpion's name is more useful in this place."
."
Zhang Yan opened her mouth: "Well, what about that badge? I have seen this pattern before..."
After speaking, he hurriedly closed his mouth, his face a little pale, as if he was worried that his questioning would make Ye Qiu angry.
Ye Qiu took out the badge and played with it. He lowered his head and said, "I picked this up. If I were really from Red Scorpion, then my people would be driving now, and all of you would be driven by me."
Sent to Golden Crescent Plantation."
Apu was listening and asked curiously: "Where is the Golden Crescent Plantation? Why did Red Scorpion send people there? Is it a trip to the Botanical Garden?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help but grinned evilly and said: "If you want to travel, then I'm afraid you only have one chance in your life to travel to Golden Crescent Plantation."
"Because that place is a drug plantation. It was built by Red Scorpion and several major drug trafficking groups. Almost 20% of the world's drugs are grown in that place!"
"In order to maintain the operation of this plantation, Red Scorpion sends in a large number of stowaways, captured tourists, slaves purchased from other dark worlds, etc. every year."
"For the smugglers, it is absolutely a hellish plantation, where they can only work day and night until they die without any reward or any human rights."
"If you can't imagine how cruel that plantation was, you can imagine the federal colored trade movement in the last century. In the plantation, as long as the master wanted to, he could kill and mutilate his slaves at any time."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he asked, "Do you still want to travel to a place like this?"
Apu couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard this, and shook his head quickly: "I won't go, I won't go."
She then couldn't help but said: "Why is there such a cruel place in the world now? Do the local officials just watch them do bad things and don't interfere at all?"
Ye Qiu shook his head: "First of all, the geographical location of Golden Crescent Plantation is very remote. There is no road that leads directly there. It is surrounded by mountains. At this point, Siamese officials have no way to send ground armored troops to penetrate deep.
, launched a crackdown on it.”
"As for Siam's military, although its development has always been at the forefront of the world, and their advanced equipment can be ranked among the top ten in the world, but advanced equipment does not mean that their combat effectiveness is very strong. An army without spiritual will
It is impossible for an army to go to the battlefield."
"At the same time, the armed forces of the Golden Crescent Plantation are not weak at all. They are equipped with hundreds of armed forces and even three Black Hawk helicopter gunships. Even if the Siamese official sends ground troops to attack, the casualties will be very high.
It’s so disastrous that the gain outweighs the loss.”
As a Siamese, Wu Wei also heard about Crescent Island and asked the question he had always asked: "Why not send planes to bomb it?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help but curl up his lips: "This is the difference between officials and bandits. Drug dealers can not care about the life and death of ordinary people on the plantation, but can Siam not care? They are slaves and hostages!"
Wu Wei couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the problem he had been troubled by was so simple.
"Because there are hostages, it is impossible for Siamese officials to bomb the Golden Crescent Plantation. However, the Golden Crescent Plantation is not willing to make Siamese officials look too ugly and negotiates to return part of the hostages every year."
"So the Siamese official and the Golden Crescent Plantation have reached a tacit understanding. As long as you return some hostages every year, then it will be considered that we have already taken action, and I will not do anything to you again."
"The Golden Crescent Plantation not only reached this twisted peace agreement with Siamese officials, but also reached such an agreement with two other areas in the Golden Triangle. Even the drugs they sell every year have a part of the tax bill.
Put it into their hands."
Wu Wei said in disbelief: "Drug dealers still pay taxes? Why?"
This simply made him break his outlook a little bit.
The smile on Ye Qiu's face grew wider: "Because the largest buyer of the Golden Crescent Plantation is the federal government, and even their equipment is provided by a global organization headed by the federal government. This is the second thing I want to say.
Point, behind the Golden Crescent Plantation, there are special services and intelligence agencies from all major forces around the world intervening. This is their money bag, how can they let others interfere."