The tea processing factory is in the old city. The investors ran away a few years ago, and no one paid wages. All the machines in the tea factory were moved away, and the walls were empty. It was originally used as a long-term residence for homeless people, but later the driver and his gang
The homeless people were driven away and the land was occupied.
The lane is long and narrow, twisting and turning like a curled-up worm. After turning three lane entrances, you can see the faint white light at the end. Through the white light, there is a blue Passat parked at the open door on the left front, and a pickup truck on the right.
, a curly-haired man was sitting on the roof of a blue Passat smoking a cigarette, and two men in floral shirts with tanned skin were playing cards in a pickup truck.
The three of them first saw Li Zan, and their bodies tensed up unnoticeably. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew the crisis was over, their postures returned to their casual posture, and they greeted each other in Burmese.
The driver ran up to them and said a few words to them. During this period, he looked at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He called the driver."
"who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car. He was nicknamed Driver. Later, he simply called himself Driver. No one knows his real name."
“Quite a personality.”
"The other three people are part of a small local gang, selling drugs, buying and selling information, or working as thugs, whatever they can to make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish. It disperses when it detects a crisis, and quickly gathers together when it is safe. It cannot be defeated or caught. It is very annoying but does not pose too much danger, so it has been
They exist, and they are usually located in trains, docks, gambling dens, red light districts and opium dens, where three religions and nine people gather, so they have the best information.
The four people over there finished communicating, one of them with curly hair and a floral shirt went in, and the driver motioned to Li Zan and the others to follow them quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two of them followed in tandem. The factory was dark, and the exhaust fan made a huffing sound and was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes flew around the light bulb, and I accidentally got dizzy.
Turning to the hot lamp, it will be directly roasted into coke and fall off.
On the block under the light bulb, there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters away in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two blades were inserted into the legs. The legs were twitching. The trouser legs were cut open, and the colorful T-shirt was covered with black blood. The middle-aged man who was tied to a wooden bench had
The yellow teeth, face, and body of the heavy cigarette smoker all have wounds from words and deeds that forced him to confess.
The driver turned on the light and ordered the boys who were extracting confessions to go out. He grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden stool and pulled it back: "His name is Paka. He is Thai. He used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River... Oh
, is a fishing boat that transports goods, specializing in gangsters. Later, he provoked a big shot and was hunted down. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad. He received the news and defected to Kunshan. The two hit it off and worked together.
It swallowed up a lot of territory, and it took a few of our brothers to break in a lot and catch Paka."
The driver spat loudly and described how much effort he had put into arresting Paka, just so that Party A’s father, who had paid the money, would understand and take the initiative to raise his salary. However, Party A’s father was more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he was, and not only hired a group of
There are countless ways for people to get information, so there is no way to be fooled.
"Paka had a falling out with Kunshan half a year ago. A bunch of people were chasing Paka to get out the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan even dreamed of killing him. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs.
People and horses are blocked. I know that you are picking up the leaks from the two groups of people and horses, so you have to be more honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know that you have offended a lot of people because of this matter, so the original commission
Add three more points on top of that, and it will be regarded as the hard work I give you."
Hit a stick and give a date, this is the skill of a capitalist and a black-hearted businessman.
The driver is a smart man. He knows that Jiang Heng is trying to beat him. He just wants to make money. But don’t fool him. His information network is very powerful. As long as he sticks to this network, any trouble will be his.
Under control.
This boss, who I have worked with for less than half a year, is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a strong desire for control and a terrifying ability to plan.
The driver's other thoughts that had just come up were quickly dismissed. He smiled so much that his red gums were exposed. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew. While chewing, he said in a flattering manner: "Thank you, boss! Boss!"
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they are as smart as a lotus pod with the seeds hollowed out, they are so damn generous when it's time to take action!
Jiang Heng slowly pinched his fingers and said quietly: "Get out."
The driver didn't waste any time, went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan folded his arms and watched expressionlessly as Jiang Heng skillfully dealt with the slippery, uneasy and well-meaning driver. He was familiar with the creatures in dark corners and knew how to deal with them. He also knew how to grasp the balance, let himself blend in, and leave at any time.
.
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City wears the appearance of a gentleman when we first meet him. On the inside, he is a free soul with no dogma or restraint. He sometimes talks rogue but behaves restrained. He is an excellent person who will be deeply attracted to him after getting along with him for a long time.
people.
Love his skin, love his soul, and even more love all the qualities in him, those qualities that shape 'Jiang Heng', appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and fun... When these excellent qualities are torn apart,
Revealing a completely different side, he behaves neatly and straightforwardly, which is actually very charming.
Jiang Heng looked back at Li Zan. Li Zan opened his palms and made a "you first" gesture, then stepped back, completely giving up the home court to Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng smiled, then put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about which part to start biting its prey.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, squatted down and asked him: "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and did not reply, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and is a common tool in Golden Triangle torture just like drugs.
Jiang Heng took the blade and played with it on his fingertips. He accidentally cut his fingertips with the sharp blade. He paused suddenly and laughed briefly: "I haven't played for too long, I'm rusty." Then he turned twice again,
No more cuts on my fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years by being a gangster. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Pakka still said nothing and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can also save your life."
After a long time, Paka said: "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old. You will have food and shelter in prison, and you can be paroled for medical treatment when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back on the plate, changed it to a knife and played with it: "I can protect you.
You won't be sentenced to death if you go to jail."
Pakka laughed at Jiang Heng's naivety. If he stayed outside, he would at least have a chance to escape from the Golden Triangle. Going to jail would be a real death.
"I have been a desperado for more than 20 years! I have put my head on the gambling board countless times! If I were afraid of death, I would not have gone against Kunshan in the first place!" Paka said viciously: "You are the police, right? Chinese police?
I worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumped drugs into China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he have a strong smell of police? How can he tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me. I am not discussing with you."
Pakka narrowed his eyes and couldn't figure out Jiang Heng's tricks.
However, Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool that was tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries in both heels of Paka with a simple and neat move. Dark red blood quickly flowed all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle. The pain only weakened his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around and squatting in front of him, saying that he could either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle in his methods. He was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, as embarrassed as a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Pakka said intermittently: "If you kill me... you won't have the chance to know... where Kunshan is."
"It's not like you are the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng picked up Pakka's chin with a bloody knife and said condescendingly: "You are one of the clues, not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng’s arrogant capital!
He has buried too many clues in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to obtain clues from Wan Qian Mountain, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who knew Jiang Heng well, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control quickly and take control. In the past in Yuejiang City, he did not show too much aggression, all because of Yuejiang
There is no threat to the city, and there is no target that he has in mind.
Li Zan put his finger on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The small arteries bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time they almost stopped bleeding, they were cut open, one after another, and tortured slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a dull knife. It was the most desperate to feel death coming little by little.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky became completely dark, mosquitoes crackled and were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-solidified blood that fell on them was like chocolate chips on red jelly.
It was quiet inside the factory, and as time went by, fear superimposed into a guillotine that drove people crazy.
"I said! I fucking said it!!" Paka collapsed and shouted. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Hurry up and help me stop the bleeding! Hurry up - I told you! Hurry up and save me -"
Jiang Heng remained unmoved and was shockingly cold.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is..."
Jiang Heng said "tsk" and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka was so frightened that he screamed: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly defected and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing me! It's because Song Zhi suddenly defected and fought
I was able to hide in Shan State for so long if I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Pakka calmed down and said: "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is named Lou Ji, and the other is named Song Zhi. Song Zhi secretly collects information about drug dealers in the Wa State in Kunshan over the past ten years.
- Drug, evidence of drug abuse. Although drug production, trafficking, and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, Kunshan is different. He has transactions with Burma, Thailand, and the old military, while cooperating with anti-drug control.
, while increasing drug production, and swallowing up other small groups, engaging in gangsterism. In recent years, the global drug trade has continued to expand, but the specific source cannot be found... Once these evidences are spread internationally, Kunshan
It will be taken to the international court."
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a drug kingdom does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be attacked in groups.
Because drugs are related to all mankind, no country can be immune to them.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is sued in an international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely do its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant like now, hoping to rely on Chinese power or other drug trafficking groups to solve Kunshan.
Li Zan held his wrist and suddenly said: "Why did this Song Zhi collect criminal evidence in Kunshan?"
"He is an undercover agent." Paka replied without hesitation: "An anti-narcotics policeman from China."
The tea processing factory is in the old city. The investors ran away a few years ago, and no one paid wages. All the machines in the tea factory were moved away, and the walls were empty. It was originally used as a long-term residence for homeless people, but later the driver and his gang
The homeless people were driven away and the land was occupied.
The lane is long and narrow, twisting and turning like a curled-up worm. After turning three lane openings, I saw a faint white light at the end. Through the white light, there was a blue Passat parked at the open door on the left front, and a pickup truck on the right.
, a curly-haired man was sitting on the roof of a blue Passat smoking a cigarette, and two men in floral shirts with very tanned skin were playing cards in a pickup truck.
The three of them first saw Li Zan, and their bodies tensed up unnoticeably. When they saw Jiang Heng and the driver, they knew the crisis was over, their postures returned to their casual posture, and they greeted each other in Burmese.
The driver ran up to them and said a few words to them. During this period, he looked at Li Zan and Jiang Heng, probably introducing them.
Jiang Heng: "He called the driver."
"who?"
"The driver who brought us here is Chinese. His wife is a car, his girlfriend is a car, and his lover is also a car. He was nicknamed Driver. Later, he simply called himself Driver. No one knows his real name."
“Quite a personality.”
"The other three people are part of a small local gang, selling drugs, buying and selling information, or working as thugs, whatever they can to make money."
Li Zan nodded to express his understanding. This kind of small group is inconspicuous, like a school of fish. It disperses when it detects a crisis, and quickly gathers together when it is safe. It cannot be defeated or caught. It is very annoying but does not pose too much danger, so it has been
They exist, and they are usually located in trains, docks, gambling dens, red light districts and opium dens, where three religions and nine people gather, so they have the best information.
The four people over there finished communicating, one of them with curly hair and a floral shirt went in, and the driver motioned to Li Zan and the others to follow them quickly.
Jiang Heng: "Let's go."
The two of them followed in tandem. The factory was dark, and the exhaust fan made a huffing sound and was working conscientiously. The drizzle drifted in and was blown away by the fan blades. Mosquitoes flew around the light bulb, and I accidentally got dizzy.
Turning to the hot lamp, it will be directly roasted into coke and fall off.
On the block under the light bulb, there is a pile of mosquito corpses.
Two or three meters away in front of the pile of mosquito corpses, two blades were inserted into the legs. The legs were twitching. The trouser legs were cut open, and the colorful T-shirt was covered with black blood. The middle-aged man who was tied to a wooden bench had
The yellow teeth, face, and body of the heavy cigarette smoker all have wounds from words and deeds that forced him to confess.
The driver turned on the light and ordered the boys who were extracting confessions to go out. He grabbed the hair of the middle-aged man who was tied to the wooden stool and pulled it back: "His name is Paka. He is Thai. He used to rob passing fishing boats on the Mekong River... Oh
, is a fishing boat that transports goods, specializing in gangsters. Later, he provoked a big shot and was hunted down. It happened that Kunshan and the big shot were fighting for a drug line abroad. He received the news and defected to Kunshan. The two hit it off and worked together.
It swallowed up a lot of territory, and it took a few of our brothers to break in a lot and catch Paka."
The driver spat loudly and described how much effort he had put into arresting Paka, just so that Party A’s father, who had paid the money, would understand and take the initiative to raise his salary. However, Party A’s father was more familiar with the market conditions in the Golden Triangle than he was, and not only hired a group of
There are countless ways for people to get information, so there is no way to be fooled.
"Paka had a falling out with Kunshan half a year ago. A bunch of people were chasing Paka to get out the internal information of the Kunshan Group from him. Kunshan even dreamed of killing him. When you found Paka, he happened to be killed by two gangs.
People and horses are blocked. I know that you are picking up the leaks from the two groups of people and horses, so you have to be more honest when doing business, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile: "But I know that you have offended a lot of people because of this matter, so the original commission
Add three more points on top of that, and it will be regarded as the hard work I give you."
Hit a stick and give a date, this is the skill of a capitalist and a black-hearted businessman.
The driver is a smart man. He knows that Jiang Heng is trying to beat him. He just wants to make money. But don’t fool him. His information network is very powerful. As long as he sticks to this network, any trouble will be his.
Under control.
This boss, who I have worked with for less than half a year, is not only a ruthless person, but also a person with a strong desire for control and a terrifying ability to plan.
The driver's other thoughts that had just come up were quickly dismissed. He smiled so much that his red gums were exposed. He took out a betel nut from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew. While chewing, he said in a flattering manner: "Thank you, boss! Boss!"
He just likes to do business with the Chinese. Although they are as smart as a lotus pod with the seeds hollowed out, they are so damn generous when it's time to take action!
Jiang Heng slowly pinched his fingers and said quietly: "Get out."
The driver didn't waste any time, went out immediately, and even helped close the door thoughtfully.
Li Zan folded his arms and watched expressionlessly as Jiang Heng skillfully dealt with the slippery, uneasy and well-meaning driver. He was familiar with the creatures in dark corners and knew how to deal with them. He also knew how to grasp the balance, let himself blend in, and leave at any time.
.
This is a different Jiang Heng.
He is different from Jiang Heng in Yuejiang City.
Jiang Heng from Yuejiang City wears the appearance of a gentleman when we first meet him. On the inside, he is a free soul with no dogma or restraint. He sometimes talks rogue but behaves restrained. He is an excellent person who will be deeply attracted to him after getting along with him for a long time.
people.
Love his skin, love his soul, and even more love all the qualities in him, those qualities that shape 'Jiang Heng', appearance, knowledge, conversation, self-confidence, calmness, elegance and fun... When these excellent qualities are torn apart,
Revealing a completely different side, he behaves neatly and straightforwardly, which is actually very charming.
Jiang Heng looked back at Li Zan. Li Zan opened his palms and made a "you first" gesture, then stepped back, completely giving up the home court to Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng smiled, then put away his smile when facing Paka. He circled Paka twice, like a lion on the grassland thinking about which part to start biting its prey.
Finally, he stood in front of Paka, squatted down and asked him: "Where is Kunshan?"
Paka lowered his head and did not reply, as if he had lost consciousness.
Jiang Heng raised his hand and pulled out the blade left on Paka's face. The wound that stopped bleeding quickly opened. Paka screamed and gasped, refusing to answer the question.
The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and is a common tool in Golden Triangle torture just like drugs.
Jiang Heng took the blade and played with it on his fingertips. He accidentally cut his fingertips with the sharp blade. He paused suddenly and laughed briefly: "I haven't played for too long, I'm rusty." Then he turned twice again,
No more cuts on my fingers.
"No one can protect you now. You have offended many people over the years by being a gangster. You know in your heart that once you leave the Kunshan Group, there will be no place for you in the Golden Triangle."
Pakka still said nothing and looked at Jiang Heng with cloudy eyes.
"I can kill you, and I can also save your life."
After a long time, Paka said: "How to protect it?"
"prison."
Paka's eyes widened: "If I go to prison, I will either die or be sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, you are old. You will have food and shelter in prison, and you can be paroled for medical treatment when you are sick. What a wonderful retirement life." Jiang Heng threw the blade back on the plate, changed it to a knife and played with it: "I can protect you.
You won't be sentenced to death if you go to jail."
Pakka laughed at Jiang Heng's naivety. If he stayed outside, he would at least have a chance to escape from the Golden Triangle. Going to jail would be a real death.
"I have been a desperado for more than 20 years! I have put my head on the gambling board countless times! If I were afraid of death, I would not have gone against Kunshan in the first place!" Paka said viciously: "You are the police, right? Chinese police?
I worked under Kunshan for five or six years, and he hardly dumped drugs into China, so why do you keep an eye on him?"
Li Zan's eyelashes fluttered. Does he have a strong smell of police? How can he tell it at a glance?
Jiang Heng put away his smile and lowered his eyelids: "I think you misunderstood me. I am not discussing with you."
Pakka narrowed his eyes and couldn't figure out Jiang Heng's tricks.
However, Jiang Heng suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden stool that was tied to Paka, knelt down on one knee, and cut off the small arteries in both heels of Paka with a simple and neat move. Dark red blood quickly flowed all over the floor.
Paka began to struggle. The pain only weakened his will but could not break his persistence, and more and more blood gradually killed his courage to persist.
He saw Jiang Heng coming around and squatting in front of him, saying that he could either answer the question or watch the blood flow cleanly. He realized that the Chinese man in front of him was not gentle in his methods. He was more ruthless than most people in the Golden Triangle.
Paka gasped and struggled, as embarrassed as a fish out of water.
Jiang Heng smiled and seemed to appreciate the moment when life was on the verge of death.
Pakka said intermittently: "If you kill me... you won't have the chance to know... where Kunshan is."
"It's not like you are the only one who knows the whereabouts of Kunshan." Jiang Heng picked up Pakka's chin with a bloody knife and said condescendingly: "You are one of the clues, not that important to me."
This is Jiang Heng’s arrogant capital!
He has buried too many clues in the Golden Triangle, and there is more than one way for him to obtain clues from Wan Qian Mountain, so he will never be led by the nose.
Li Zan, who knew Jiang Heng well, quickly realized this. Even in the enemy's territory, Jiang Heng was able to take control quickly and take control. In the past in Yuejiang City, he did not show too much aggression, all because of Yuejiang
There is no threat to the city, and there is no target that he has in mind.
Li Zan put his finger on his chin and continued to observe Jiang Heng's interrogation process.
The small arteries bleed slowly, but they couldn't stand it. Every time they almost stopped bleeding, they were cut open, one after another, and tortured slowly. It was like cutting the neck with a dull knife. It was the most desperate to feel death coming little by little.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain outside stopped, the sky became completely dark, mosquitoes crackled and were burned to death by the hot light bulb, and the semi-solidified blood that fell on them was like chocolate chips on red jelly.
It was quiet inside the factory, and as time went by, fear superimposed into a guillotine that drove people crazy.
"I said! I fucking said it!!" Paka collapsed and shouted. He raised his head and kept twisting and begging for mercy: "Hurry up and help me stop the bleeding! Hurry up - I told you! Hurry up and save me -"
Jiang Heng remained unmoved and was shockingly cold.
"You speak first."
"I, I don't know where Kunshan is..."
Jiang Heng said "tsk" and raised his hand to cut off Paka's wrist. Paka was so frightened that he screamed: "But I know someone who can make Kunshan appear!"
Jiang Heng stopped: "Who?"
"His name is Song Zhi! A subordinate who has been with Kunshan for more than ten years suddenly defected and escaped from the Kunshan Group half a month ago. Kunshan wants Song Zhi's life more than chasing me! It's because Song Zhi suddenly defected and fought
I was able to hide in Shan State for so long if I messed up Kunshan's plan." Paka said it all in one breath.
Jiang Heng: "Who is Song Zhi?"
Seeing Jiang Heng's interest, Pakka calmed down and said: "There are two cronies in Kunshan, one is named Lou Ji, and the other is named Song Zhi. Song Zhi secretly collects information about drug dealers in the Wa State in Kunshan over the past ten years.
- Drug, evidence of drug abuse. Although drug production, trafficking, and drug trafficking are common things in the Golden Triangle, such as drinking water and eating, Kunshan is different. He has transactions with Burma, Thailand, and the old military, while cooperating with anti-drug control.
, while increasing drug production, and swallowing up other small groups, engaging in gangsterism. In recent years, the global drug trade has continued to expand, but the specific source cannot be found... Once these evidences are spread internationally, Kunshan
It will be taken to the international court."
The fact that the Golden Triangle is a drug kingdom does not mean that the world will tolerate its expansion of threats. Once the threat exceeds expectations, the creators of the threat will be attacked in groups.
Because drugs are related to all mankind, no country can be immune to them.
If the evidence comes out and Kunshan is accused in the international court, due to international condemnation, Myanmar will definitely do its best to arrest Kunshan instead of being hesitant like now and hoping to rely on Chinese power or other traffickers.
